Chapter 91: Bernadette, Become the Apostle of the Stars
Is it that indescribable one again? The lamp God's heart stirred slightly, but then he relaxed.
He had once suspected that the indescribable one was related to him, but after hearing the Mother Tree of Desire 's words, he understood that the indescribable one had nothing to do with him.
If there were a connection, even sealed within the Wishing Lamp, he would have had a vague sense of this matter; it was impossible to have no perception at all.
Fate?
The Ring of Destiny? If it were Him, the Mother Tree of Desire should recognize Him, after all, He also covets this place, likewise lurking outside the starry sky.
If not the Ring of Destiny, then it must be His enemy.
The lamp God felt a bit of schadenfreude, looking forward to the Ring of Destiny stumbling on this matter.
The self-proclaimed master of fate, in the end, to be mocked by fate, what an interesting thing that would be.
"Except for those related to fate, no one can find that thing. Rather than painstakingly searching, it's better to wait for the node of fate to arrive, and it will naturally appear in our field of vision," the lamp God casually suggested, as he had no power to search.
the Mother Tree of Desire looked at Hastur, "Do you know where that thing is?"
"Fate is fond of the land of hope."
Hastur thought for a moment, then decided to give some solid information, otherwise, the Mother Tree of Desire and the lamp God might doubt his abilities.
If that thing truly is a gift of fate, then even if he told them it was in Beckland, the Mother Tree of Desire and the lamp God would not be able to find it.
He had just confirmed from the Mother Tree of Desire that the golden box was related to theking in Yellow; before, he had only suspected.
Now it seems, his connection with theking in Yellow is getting deeper.
This is not a good thing.
"Beckland."
The lamp God, obviously more familiar with the real world, quickly reacted, understanding that the land of hope referred to the great metropolis of Beckland.
"Except for Ulorus, the mercury serpent, who has some hope, the others basically cannot obtain that thing."
The lamp God smiled, curious about the so-called gift of fate, but not particularly concerned.
He now only wants to return to the starry sky quickly, not wanting to bring any more trouble upon himself.
"Fate, who can see through it completely? The Ring of Destiny is still trapped within destiny."
the Mother Tree of Desire sighed, not very interested in this gift of fate.
Because She knows, with the wisdom of the godly scourge Sia, it is impossible to gain the favor of fate in Beckland.
It is much more likely to be beaten down by fate.
Hastur chuckled, "Witches die of love, hunters perish from loyalty, those who pry into fate will ultimately be controlled by fate."
"Tsk, if you had been more helpful at the beginning, perhaps you could have pulled that witch to your side."
The lamp God's lazy tone carried a hint of mockery.
the Mother Tree of Desire calmly said, "In maintaining the initial barrier, They have always been united."
"That's uncertain, chaos and madness are eternal, even gods are no exception, otherwise, you would not have been able to devour that bound god, nor could the Fallen Mother goddess have tainted Roselle."
"At that time, the power of the initial barrier was still strong, our influence was limited."
"It's still because you can't unite, in such choices of allegiance, the Seven Gods' stance is much firmer than yours."
"Not all beings can retain their sanity."
In the depths of the starry sky, where few can reach, battles between outer gods are not uncommon.
Those who can possess wisdom and clarity, calmly plotting the end times, are few.
Chaos and madness are the main melody of this universe.
The lamp God chuckled, "In the end, it's still because your abilities are limited."
the Mother Tree of Desire quietly watched the lamp God for a while and said, "When the lord of the mysterious roamed the starry sky, you were equally incompetent."
"…"
The lamp God hummed twice, no longer speaking provocatively, as the conversation could not continue any further today.
Hastur said with a smile, "Let's end this gathering here."
It's better to send the lamp God and the Mother Tree of Desire away first, in case they expect him to throw out topics to liven up the atmosphere, he doesn't have much news to reveal.
The lamp God and the Mother Tree of Desire had no objections, allowing the two chains of order to lead them away from the Hall of Stars.
This time, Hastur's attention was mainly on the chain of order that led the lamp God.
When the lamp God was sent into the Wishing Lamp, the chain of order did not disappear immediately but emitted starlight, touching Bernadette, who was guarding nearby.
A new connection was established.
Hastur did not immediately communicate with Bernadette but retracted the chain of order, allowing everything to return to normal.
…
Above the clouds, in a house built of pea vines, Bernadette looked solemnly at the Wishing Lamp she had completely sealed.
Recently, every fifteen days or so, that piece of starry sky would appear, leading the lamp God to the gathering, and then sending him back into the Wishing Lamp.
Apart from this, there were no other changes.
This also gave her a new guess about the so-called Sovereign of the Stars.
This mysterious being apparently had no intention of helping the lamp God escape his predicament. Otherwise, with the power He had shown, He could have helped the lamp God break the seal long ago.
But it was just a guess, and she would not use words like kindness to describe such a being.
She checked the seal of the Wishing Lamp thoroughly again, and after finding no problems, she left the hut.
Before, she still had the desire to communicate with the lamp God, but after the incident with the godly scourge Sia, she understood that the lamp God had sold her to the Mother Tree of Desire .
So, she was too lazy to listen to the lamp God's lies to fool herself.
Walking on the clouds, she beckoned with her right hand, and several pea vines stretched out, intertwining in front of her into a gently swaying swing.
The word "swing" was named by her father Roselle for this chair-like object that sways.
Sitting on the swing, holding the pea vines on both sides, she pushed gently, and her whole body swayed with the swing.
This was a toy she loved to play with as a child, with that highly respected father standing behind her with a smile, pushing the swing, pushing her to grow up bit by bit.
Now the swing is still there, but the person who pushed the swing has long disappeared.
Only the little girl sitting on the swing has grown into a mysterious queen whose true face is difficult for people to pry into.
With each sway, it seemed that worries were also thrown away.
Suddenly, she felt herself sway lightly, and the starry sky changed before her eyes! The dazzling starry sky, the stars twinkling.
Here, there is no light from the crimson moon, this place belongs to the stars.
"Sovereign of the Stars!"
Bernadette's heart sank, her expression solemn, but not panicked.
She knew the gap between herself and such a mysterious being was too great, resistance was just a dying struggle.
The first time the starry sky appeared near the Wishing Lamp, she had a premonition of such a day.
Even the lamp God could not resist the call of the Sovereign of the Stars, let alone her.
"Become a follower of the stars, and you will receive the protection of the stars."
A voice descended from the depths of the starry sky, and in a brilliant starlight, a majestic hall appeared and disappeared.
Bernadette looked up, still sitting on the swing, without any extra movements.
Before she could say anything, a scene played out among the stars.
It was the scene where the lamp God spoke of how to calculate against her.
"The stars are the direction you must always pursue."
Another grand voice descended, and all the visions around suddenly disappeared.
The starry sky above, the crimson moon still shining high, the stars dimmed, far from the dazzling brilliance just now.
As if everything just now was an illusion.
"Become a follower of the stars…"
Bernadette murmured softly, her eyes showing confusion, then she laughed at herself.
The lamp God and the Mother Tree of Desire conspired against her, and now, even this incredibly mysterious Sovereign of the Stars was extending an olive branch to her.
She was like the protagonist of a legendary story, belonging to this turbulent era.
"Even I don't know what's special about myself."
Bernadette sighed, continued to swing, her expression melancholic.
She didn't think the Sovereign of the Stars was deceiving her, based on her understanding of the lamp God, it was normal for him to make such a choice.
What puzzled her was, what exactly did the Sovereign of the Stars value in her? A being who is still one step away from Sequence 2, is she worth His special divine decree and calculation?
The apostle of the stars…
This is to make her His follower.
After much thought, she still couldn't understand what happened tonight.
She could only take one step at a time.
As for whether to become the apostle of the stars, it all depends on future needs.
If this Sovereign of the Stars can
Before that, she needed to understand more about what kind of existence the master of the stars was.
…
Hall of Stars.
Hastur whose spiritual power was completely drained, reverted to his original form, closed his eyes, and rested on the seat.
Merely establishing contact with Bernadette consumed a significant amount of his spiritual power, and the remaining energy could only support this bit of communication.
Now, he was still unable to converse with Bernadette for an extended period, let alone other forms of communication.
The matter of advancing to Sequence 7, the Briber, needed to be expedited. As for Bernadette, there was plenty of time in the future. The next step would be taken when normal communication was possible.
"Sigh, logging off to sleep."
Hasta exited the Hall of Stars, pulled up the blanket, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
(End of Chapter)