Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 911 - 370 The Witch and God_2
Chapter 911: Chapter 370 The Witch and God_2
With a snort, Zephyrus immediately knew who the visitor was.
There were no other possibilities, only that impertinent fellow.
Although he indeed had to thank the other party for successfully escaping the endless examination and acquiring a temporary identity,
in other respects, he would never compromise.
As a God, even though he had momentarily transformed into a bird, Zephyrus believed he had his principles.
Moreover, she was unaware of his true identity; otherwise, even scare tactics alone could have killed her.
“Hmph.”
“I had heard that the people of Silver Moon City are arrogant and rude, and now it seems to be true.”
“Once I leave this place, I’ll definitely make you pay.”
Flapping his wings, Zephyrus then flew onto a nearby windowsill.
Because he knew that some people do not use the door.
Click…
Whoosh—
Just after he positioned himself, the originally closed crystal window opened by itself.
A bitter blast of air hit his face, causing Zephyrus’s feathers to be blown about in disarray.
Even without using his authority, such a degree of airflow should absolutely not affect this body, as if cherished by the rules of the wind.
But since arriving in this city, in order to ensure his identity remained undisclosed, the God of West Wind had always restrained his instincts.
The incoming airflow was swift and brief, and when it ended, the bird that Zephyrus had transformed into raised its head.
However, just as he looked outward, in the eyes of the God of West Wind, a ‘large’ hand came following.
“Gah—”
“Let go of me, you’re violating the rights I possess as a holder of a temporary identity!”
“I am not your pet, you have no right to manhandle me!”
His feathers bristled violently, Zephyrus struggled desperately.
Finally freeing himself from the ‘large’ hand that had grabbed him, the bird flew into the mid-air.
And not far away, the witch looked on amused.
She sat sideways on a forked wooden stick, her robe parted from the bottom, revealing a pair of fair long legs.
Her pointed soft hat was crookedly placed on her head, and a silver ornament hung from her right ear.
Like a witch from a fairy tale come to reality, only missing a magic wand to grant wishes.
However, as a creature born and bred in Chaos, Zephyrus couldn’t appreciate this blending of fantasy and reality.
“You learn quite quickly, I didn’t expect you to fail in actually useful knowledge but memorize the regulations so clearly.”
“If it were someone else, they might even think you grew up as a native in Silver Moon City.”
Covering her mouth with a light laugh, looking at the gray sparrow busily preening its feathers, even Medea herself felt somewhat surreal at this moment.
She remembered the first time she decided to take action personally after dealing with those folks in the council; she was very nervous.
After all, in the past, although Silver Moon City had encountered deities, the ones they dealt with were often extremely polarized.
They were either the Goddess of the Magic Net or at least the Master of the Wilderness who possessed a real Divine Artifact.
Their powers were almost all among the most powerful deities, and with the power projected from the Magic Net and Spirit Realm Moon, no one dared to question their authority.
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Besides them, the only other deities they dealt with were territorially gods with pitiful combat strength.
Sadly, from ancient times till now, territorially gods who were chopped ‘dead’ in anger by human heroes were numerous.
Whether it was humans or True Gods, even they themselves didn’t really consider themselves as gods.
Without the transformation of authority, even if possessing some minor Divine Power, these territorial gods rarely could match half-god heroes.
Thus, when Medea first prepared for a close encounter with a true deity, possibly even a figure akin to a Principal God, she had made countless preparations secretly and openly.
Using her position as the keeper of Mystery Locks for personal gains, she enhanced local power at the expense of overall efficiency, activated forbidden witchcraft to sever portions of flesh and soul to store, planning to use them as her anchor for resurrection if an accident occurred.
Moreover, she also covertly manipulated accounts for personal benefit, secretly preparing seven Secret Treasure Vaults across the Southern Continent and cracked some of the Clock Tower’s programs, getting ready to whisk away an entire high tower.
After all, if a situation arose, whether she could escape with her life was unclear, but a significant loss in her own strength was certain.
