Chapter 985

The space here changes according to a certain pattern. Within the same grid, the coordinates change every once in a while. The Goddess of Dawn has only calculated a small portion of the coordinates; she does not know the coordinates beyond this range.

Once beyond these coordinate ranges, things from the outside can no longer be transmitted in, which is why there is the concept of a transmission "window." It will take another three to six months for the grid to rotate back to a position she is familiar with before the window opens again.

As for why it is three to six months? Because she cannot figure out the pattern either. This human before her can actually transmit over after the transmission window has closed—could it be that he knows the pattern of the changes?

Anthony muttered to himself: Uh, it wouldn't really be like what Lord Nai Ge said, that this Goddess of Dawn herself cannot calculate the pattern of the grid's movement, which is why there is this restriction of a transmission "window," right? If that's the case, then her strength needs to be re-evaluated.

While pondering, Anthony sized up the Goddess of Dawn before him. Her upper body was a cold white light phantom, while her lower body was an oversized long dress composed of seven-colored dawn power. The size of the long dress was several times that of her upper body, with a very exaggerated proportion, just like those exaggerated sculptures.

Generally, in order to express tension, sculptures will undergo some exaggerated processing, such as super thin and long limbs to express a sense of speed, or an oversized belly to express a sense of clumsiness, etc. This kind of exaggerated long dress is a form of exaggerated processing.

Ordinary people seeing this would probably only feel it is uncoordinated, but Anthony, as an old charlatan, could see many clues—this is a primordial deity.

What is a primordial deity? It means they were gods from the moment they were born with memories.

Many deities actually ignited their divine fire from other species, such as Ang, Lord Nai Ge, the Bright Gods, etc., so they retain their original forms.

No matter what his strength is, Ang's appearance is basically that of a skeleton; his current construct form is purely due to his avatar.

But the appearance of primordial deities is relatively abstract. Their appearance will follow the collective imagination of their believers, but believers have all sorts of messy thoughts and are not unified. Basically, they only have a common imagination based on what the divine statues are carved like, so those primordial deities end up looking very much like sculptures.

Besides this, primordial deities are also very "innocent" and lack much "humanity," so it is best to be direct when dealing with them.

Although Ang is not a primordial deity, because he lacks "humanity," he is very similar to them; just say what you need to say directly. But if it were Lord Nai Ge, if you praised it a few times, its tail would be able to lift up, and it would be easier to communicate with.

Therefore, after confirming the other party was a primordial deity, Anthony immediately determined his swindling strategy and asked directly: "If it's beyond the transmission window, you can't transmit in? Why?"

The Goddess of Dawn blinked her eyes with some vigilance and did not answer.

Anthony pressed on: "Is it because you cannot calculate the coordinates outside the transmission window?"

The Goddess of Dawn nodded: "Space is moving chaotically; I can't calculate it clearly."

"Very normal. There are a total of 736,921 ways of transformation here; generally, one cannot calculate it clearly," Anthony said nonchalantly.

The Goddess of Dawn widened her eyes instantly: "700,000 types? So many? You can calculate it clearly?"

"Hehe, small matter, too easy. Our Alliance of Gods has all kinds of deities, including the God of Knowledge who is proficient in calculation. We have already calculated all 730,000 coordinate changes. Do you want to join our alliance? We provide food and housing, have five insurances and one fund, and even give away the pattern of coordinate changes for free..." Anthony said.

"..." The Goddess of Dawn was a bit dazed. What are you talking about?

She is a primordial deity, barely understanding human affairs, and you are telling her about food and housing?

However, this was exactly Anthony's goal. Just dizzy her with talk: "Your priest must have told you the purpose of my visit, right?"

The Goddess of Dawn nodded.

"The situation is like this: a God-Slayer who specializes in slaughtering deities has appeared in the Feilie Empire. Many deities have fallen at his hands. The survivors fled to the Alliance of Divine Light and were taken in by the Grand Speaker, who allowed us to spread our faith in the alliance's territory."

"The power of a single deity is weak, but if we unite, our power will be infinite. So before reaching the alliance, we 102 surviving deities signed the Covenant of Gods on the airship, forming the Alliance of Gods, promising to develop together and share faith."

"After arriving here, I had contact with your priest, the one called Faradi, and found that her situation is not very good. As a priest of the Goddess of Dawn, the clothes she wears are worn out and have white edges. Do you not issue work uniforms to your priests?" Anthony asked.

"Ah?" The Goddess of Dawn widened her eyes.

"The place where she lives is also dilapidated, and she actually relies on sunlight to boil water. It's too pitiful. Do you not pay a salary?" Anthony asked again.

"I..." The Goddess of Dawn was dazed. The believers who worship her send things here, but she has never sent anything out. Uh... she can't send it out, and uh... there is nothing to send.

Anthony revealed a look of disdain at just the right moment: "None at all? They are all working for you for free? Besides serving you, they have to earn money to support themselves? They are too amazing. You have some good believers. About how many believers do you have?"

The Goddess of Dawn said weakly: "About 50,000."

"Pfft—" Anthony really spat out this time, not pretending: "50,000?"

The Goddess of Dawn nodded and asked expectantly: "Is that a lot? Or a little?"

Anthony was speechless. Does she not even have a concept of this? With only about 50,000 believers, she is even worse off than the Goddess of Harvest back then. Anthony suddenly felt a bit reluctant to pull her into the group.

Going through so much trouble, just finding a few villages and towns in large planes and distributing a few rounds of eggs would result in a harvest of casual believers not less than this number.

However, Anthony still patiently persisted, after all, Ang needs the power of dawn: "Little, too little. At its most glorious, the Temple of Radiance had over 400 million believers. No wonder your priest is so shabby, her clothes are even fuzzy. In our Temple of Radiance, such clothes are used as rags; what is generally worn are these complete sets."

While speaking, Anthony offered up his crown, robes, and scepter, then asked: "Do you want to join our Alliance of Gods?"

Under a barrage of swindling, the Goddess of Dawn was already a bit dizzy, completely forgetting that the other party only came to visit her. How did it fast-forward to joining the Alliance of Gods?

"What... what are the contents of the Covenant of Gods?" the Goddess of Dawn asked.

"It's just developing together, sharing faith, helping each other, and defending together," Anthony said.

"Just that simple?" The Goddess of Dawn was shocked by the concise content of the covenant: "Okay, I'll sign."

Anthony raised his palm and held it upright in front of him.

The Goddess of Dawn looked at his palm blankly.

"High-five, high-five, like this." Anthony taught her for a good while, and she finally mastered it. The two sides slapped their hands together, and with a 'pop', the oath mark emerged: Develop together, share faith, help each other, defend together—Lord of Radiance.

"Leave your mark," Anthony taught.

"Oh, oh." The Goddess of Dawn left her mark and then said: "Help each other. Now, please help me leave this place."

Speaking of this, a hint of cunning finally appeared on the face of the Goddess of Dawn.

Anthony cooperated by revealing an "annoyed" expression on his face, but he was laughing inside: Still too young, never suffered the loss of a devil's contract.