Chapter 377: I Brought Them Back to Save You, Idiots!

A ring appeared atop Seeing Ange's head, and a pair of scale-arms extended from his hands.

"*&￥*# Equal Holy Frame!" The God of Arbitration swore for the first time since ascending to godhood, then swiftly flung himself backward.

Boundless light radiated from Seeing Ange's body, illuminating the entire consciousness space — the Light of Stillness.

The starving giant with its swollen belly dissolved rapidly under the intense light.

When the light faded, the consciousness space was squeaky clean — even the light-shadow giant had vanished. Only Seeing Ange and the pile of things he had manifested remained in the entire space.

Everyone landed on the light orb of the Main Godhead. The Dragon God stomped the orb's surface, which rippled like water, and said: "What a powerful godhead. Fortunately it has no self-will — otherwise neither the God of Arbitration nor we would have been able to do anything in this consciousness space."

Naturally no one answered it, because everything here had been manifested by Seeing Ange — unless Seeing Ange had a habit of talking to himself.

The only one who wasn't manifested by Seeing Ange — a little ghost — drifted out from Seeing Ange's body, stretched out a tiny hand to poke Seeing Ange: "Owuu~" then pointed at the light orb beneath their feet.

"Ow?" Seeing Ange asked, puzzled.

The little ghost dropped onto the orb's surface with a soft "thud," slowly sinking down. After a while it popped back up, opened its mouth, and let out a great big belch.

The Dragon God said helpfully: "It wants to stay here and eat this godhead."

Seeing Ange nodded.

……

Outside the godhead, everyone was already frantic with worry. Lord Nai Ge Li Si muttered: "Why hasn't he come out yet? Why hasn't he come out yet? Could something have happened?"

"Something must have happened — can't you feel it? The Main Godhead has become much more active. At the Main Godhead's energy level, even a little activity is very hard on my lord." Anthony said worriedly.

"Then what do we do?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si asked anxiously. The Main Godhead's energy level was extremely high — fortunately it had no autonomous will, otherwise it would definitely be at the level of an Undying Overlord.

No matter how Seeing Ange transformed, he couldn't possibly withstand power of this magnitude. They could only hope that the little ghost's affinity was high enough that the Main Godhead wouldn't reject him.

But even without rejection, a giant dragon rolling over would still crush plenty of little fat sheep.

"If I'd known, I wouldn't have let him go in. This guy has never faced an enemy alone before — what do we do if he has no experience?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si said, vexed.

Nobody dared to agree with that. After exchanging glances, Anthony said with an odd expression: "My lord's combat experience is actually quite rich — far richer than yours."

It was already common knowledge that Lord Nai Ge Li Si was combat trash — he couldn't beat anyone. If he didn't keep nagging from the side, one would see that Ange's responses were practically perfect, and many of his tactics left Anthony slapping the table in admiration.

So if Seeing Ange showed a lack of experience, it must have been Lord Nai Ge Li Si dragging him down.

Was that so? Was that so? Its gaze shifted to Duroken and the others' faces, and found everyone wearing the same expression. Fine — so in everyone's eyes, it was the weakest one here.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si said stubbornly: "Is that his experience? That's the Dragon God's experience — what he learned through bloodline inheritance when he transformed into the Dragon God."

Everyone was unimpressed: "If you can learn it, it's yours, isn't it? You have bloodline inheritance too — so why are you so trash?"

Fatal blow! Lord Nai Ge Li Si had nothing to say, and flew off to the side to sulk.

Besides sulking and waiting, there didn't seem to be any better option. Duroken changed the subject: "Waiting like this isn't a solution either — why don't you go back first and handle the matter of the City of Light?"

Anthony sighed: "We don't even know what's happening with my lord — how could I be in the mood to deal with the City of Light? And without my lord here, I can't break through the City of Light's defenses either…"

At this point, Anthony's expression suddenly shifted. He tilted his head to listen, and after a moment said with a strange look: "Prayers have risen in the City of Light — it sounds like hundreds of thousands of people praying together."

As he spoke, intense light shone through the cracks of the iron orb binding the Main Godhead.

Anthony leaned in for a look and said in surprise: "A tide of faith? It's actually a tide of faith? Is it because of the mass prayer in the City of Light? What's happening?"

"Quick, contact your moles in the city — ask what's going on. Don't tell me you didn't station anyone in the City of Light." Lord Nai Ge Li Si, no longer sulking, flew over and asked.

"How could I not?!" Anthony said, as if insulted, unable to keep from raising his voice: "Out of a thousand priests, at least two hundred are mine. But they were all hit by the Terror Sacrifice earlier, and I couldn't reach them — let me try again."

Anthony pulled out a communicator and started muttering into it. Before long, an extremely excited voice came back through: "A miracle, a miracle! Just now the gods sent down a miracle, dispersed the terror, and saved everyone!"

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat involuntarily. A miracle? A miracle descending on the City of Light? Was it the God of Arbitration's doing?

"What miracle?" Anthony quickly pressed.

"Salvation — someone saw the Goddess of Salvation in a daze, and then the wounds on their body just healed," the communicator said.

The Goddess of Salvation? Strange expressions appeared on everyone's faces. They turned to look at the little slave-like Goddess of Salvation in the corner — she couldn't help much in combat, so she had come back with them.

The Goddess of Salvation blinked her innocent big eyes and smiled.

"Anything else? Any other miracles?" Anthony continued asking.

"Yes, yes, so many! Some people had an elfin bean appear in their hands, some people's bald heads actually grew hair, some said they heard the God of Wealth whispering to them, teaching them how to make money, some people got more handsome — it's too miraculous, this is a miracle, a miracle sent down by the gods!"

The voice in the communicator was so excited it was distorting.

Anthony's jaw nearly dislocated. Hearing this, how could he fail to understand what had happened? The thing he'd been most worried about — had his lord actually just resolved it like that?

Oh heavens — his lord had entered the Main Godhead, yet sent down a miracle all the way back on the main plane. What kind of divine technique was this?

"The gods have returned, Anthony — the gods have returned!" the excited voice continued through the communicator.

Anthony immediately sensed something was wrong — the moles he'd planted were showing signs of becoming fanatical again?

"Wait, wait a moment — among the gods of light, is there one that makes people handsome? One that makes hair grow? A God of Wealth? One that hands out food?" Anthony said hurriedly.

"Huh?" The excited voice in the communicator cut off abruptly.

"Who launched the Terror Sacrifice? Wasn't it the God of Arbitration? The one trying to sacrifice you was the God of Arbitration — the Terror Sacrifice is the God of Arbitration's miracle. These gods that make you handsome, make your hair grow, make you rich — I brought them back to save you, you idiots!" Anthony roared at the top of his lungs.