Chapter 806: Chapter 416: Eyes of the Sun and the Saint

The dazzling Holy Light fell from the sky.

Brilliant radiance descended, transforming into a pillar of light, and fiercely struck Herbert.

Everyone knew what this meant.

This was the blessing of the Sun.

It meant that the Sun God had recognized Herbert’s resolve, tacitly accepted the vow he had made, and offered him assistance.

From this moment on, Herbert would receive the Sun’s blessing and gain the power of the Sun.

The Divine Oaths of Paladins and the great vows of Martial Monks are similar; the more challenging the vow is to fulfill, the more dangerous it becomes, and the stronger the divine protection will be.

The vow to "slay gods" that Herbert made is considered the most dangerous among all Divine Oaths.

Conversely, the blessing from the Sun God would be exceptionally powerful!

The protection from the Sun God could be described as generous, even the Gods, upon careful observation, felt envious and couldn’t help but click their tongues.

"Sun Crown," "Divine Body," "Morning Sun Vitality," "Celestial Fire Summoning"...

Strengthening power, protecting the soul, enhancing physical toughness, making every attack imbued with Holy Light Power...

Even granting just one of these diverse protections to another would suffice to create a formidable figure.

In the legends recorded by the Sun Church, some church heroes known for dragon-slaying possessed only one of these blessings, or even a lesser version.

Yet now, as if money didn’t matter, they were all "randomly" bestowed upon Herbert.

These more than a dozen protections would transform into Herbert’s armor, shield, and sword, becoming his aid on the path to slaying evil divines!

This power invoked envy in others, but also made them doubtful.

What exactly did Alberta want to achieve?

Was arming Herbert to the teeth really just for his protection?

Or was it to create a true "monster"?

The Gods sensed an unusual aura, and instinctively the strong felt uneasy.

So, despite envying Herbert’s luck, very few would choose to swap places with him.

Some benevolent Gods even cast a sympathetic gaze towards Herbert, lamenting his future.

Danger always coexists with opportunity.

To wear the crown, one must bear its weight.

Herbert at this moment received honor, basking in the glory, but in the future, he would undoubtedly pay a corresponding price.

At that time, his ending must be quite tragic.

Sacrificing for the Sun, falling on the path of vanquishing evil, being betrayed by others, being alienated by loved ones...

This is the price to be paid.

This is fate’s demand from all living beings.

No one can escape.

Only the Gods can slightly resist fate, exploiting small openings, but they can’t completely free themselves from its constraints.

All beings are ships, floating and sinking in the river of fate.

Gods are merely slightly larger ships.

Only, their speculations were already wrong.

Very wrong.

Perhaps Herbert, as they speculated, will indeed pay his due price in the future, but at this moment, he hasn’t exactly enjoyed it.

Am I really feeling great now?

Not at all!

Contrary to the glamor and glory seen by outsiders, Herbert’s current feeling was actually quite bad.

"...Hiss."

This honor desired by all beings was ruthlessly scorching his body at this moment. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Feeling the burning pain all over, Herbert secretly groaned, as if he had been thrown into a boiling bathtub.

Herbert wasn’t certain whether this was a necessary phase in the process of receiving the blessing, or if some petty goddess was taking the opportunity for revenge.

Unsure.

Dare not ask.

But surely, the Master of the Sun couldn’t be such a sore loser.

Wasn’t I just jokingly punching at you before, nothing more than a jest, is it really worth getting so worked up?

Sore loser!

Okay, okay, would you be satisfied with my apology?

Look, I’ve apologized, why haven’t you forgiven me yet?

Sensing Herbert’s inner grumblings, the radiance upon him became even more dazzling.

Sizzle—

Silently enduring the increasingly fierce Holy Light, Herbert felt he was on the verge of being roasted.

He felt like a crispy duck entering the oven, his whole body tensed up.

Oh!

Come to think of it, the previous feeling was actually the scalding process of removing feathers, right...

Is the next step going to be sizzling and smoking?

Or perhaps... being fiercely stared at by a disgruntled goddess with cold yet fiery (literally) eyes.

Gaze—

Faced with this revengeful ill-treatment, Herbert, who had previously been punching against the Sun God repeatedly, stayed silent.

"..."

He quietly endured, half-squinting, waiting for it all to end.

He was certain that although Albertas was angry, he definitely wouldn’t kill him, nor truly harm him.

Since the ending was already determined, he only needed to endure the painful process.

Previously, to provoke the Sun God, Herbert had shamelessly said so much, all just to stir the divine’s emotions and ultimately pique His interest.

And now, having achieved his goal, he no longer felt the urge to continue hurling jibes.

He didn’t want to lower his head and beg the Sun God for forgiveness over such matters either.

Sure, the Sun God is proud, but isn’t Herbert also proud?

The burning pain seared the flesh, roasted the soul, but Herbert’s emotions remained exceptionally calm.

The Sun quietly awaited the mortal to bow his head, demonstrating humility, no longer daring to meet His radiant gaze.