"I will calm the people, Marum, you go gather your things."

    Anda finished drinking, happily patting his belly, and wiped away the water stains on his mouth.

    Aaron chased and asked, "What about me?"

    Anda's brow furrowed:

    "Go and check the clothes of the dead priests and attendants around here, find some valuable metals. We can't afford for me to be sold again, our family can't be in debt."

    Aaron snorted coldly and turned his head away. His biological father would always adopt a personified tone and then follow it up with a mouth that couldn't utter a proper sentence.

    However, money is indeed a good thing; at least on the journey to Sayes, it's not necessary to hunt for food.

    In the wilderness, eating roasted meat for too long, one can't help but crave normal food made with conventional means, and living in a town with a sense of warmth and smoke.

    Anda climbed towards the highest edge of the arena, golden light flashing in his eyes, reshaping the memories of those who had witnessed the demon's appearance, including Lasswitt.

    Pointed at two people at random, "Now, you are Daliet, and you are Ester. You will stay in Lasswitt in order and wait for the Pharaoh's edict from Sayes."

    Aaron put away the money and looked at his father's divine power with some envy, just curious:

    "Father, won't you get bored doing this? You can change everyone's perception and shape the world into the form you desire. What's the point?"

    Anda confidently turned around:

    "So I usually find a place to stay, make sure that early beliefs are not contaminated by demons, and then I can be at peace as a mortal. As for my abilities, Marum said that in the future I can radiate the entire galaxy."

    Aaron was surprised to say:

    "A whole galaxy! That's the stars in the sky! Father, was it because you just pointed at them with a casual gesture that Europa and her companions were abducted like that?"

    Anda's face of pride had not lasted long, as his son's words changed the tone quickly, making his face contort and his voice heavy with each word:

    "I said that those rumors were Erda, that is your mother, who deliberately fabricated them to slander me!"

    "Some are also stories that humans concocted themselves to justify their rule!"

    "I have no interest in cows!"

    Anda walked past with a black face and then turned around to add:

    "Neither do swans and little boys!"

    This night, the three of them sneaked away from Ravest, the first town whose value was marked by a clear financial unit, the Emperor.

    There were two larger cities on the way to Sayes, fortunately, we are already in Egypt now, with official roads built by the authorities.

    They acquired a carriage in Ravest and had the donkey, Old Five, harnessed to it.

    Anda and Yaron sat on the carriage, with Marum walking in front, supporting it with one hand, but in fact, he was pulling it forward.

    Only pitied this donkey, had been eating sleeping sleeping eating, and there was the divine stallion to stroke, and happy days had not passed for a few days, and now it had to walk on its own.

    Though it was carrying no burden, it still missed the experience of riding on the backs of interstellar warriors.

    At least now the ground under our feet is still the Earth, right? It's not some strange place.

    Marum only untied Old Five when there were no people around on the road at night, placing it on the carriage to serve as a pillow for Lord Anda and Yaron.

    Then he would carry the carriage and run ahead, all while maintaining a suitable pace to avoid jostling Lord Anda.

    Under the moonlight, a carriage without any livestock and being carried by a person was bizarrely racing on the road.

    Father and son both had good sleep quality, Yaron turned over, with one hand pawing at the neck of Old Five, seldom entering a dreamland.

    Chorchees, beneath the peak of the Skullbone Mountains.

    This is a Dark Fortress, ranking mid-tier in overall power but with the highest danger level among all the fortresses.

    Because there is a powerful enough to merge with the dark gods, Carnbos, a demon of murder here.

    Carn is the deity, and Bosst is the follower.

    According to legend, as the two are completely equal in their relationship, Bosst is able to use the power of Carn in human form, taking on a red-skinned, winged, horned, and wielding a war hammer appearance.

    As long as someone can win against Bosst in a one-on-one fighting game, the entire Skullbone Mountains will submit to them.

    Aerbas, the place sent by Luoja, is here.

    The road leading to the Skullbone Mountains is very safe, as the nearby Dark Forts know about Carn's temperament and will not obstruct anyone from going there to die.

    If the followers of the True God can take down the Skullbone Mountains, they will be able to establish a foothold in the Dark Fields, which is quite significant.

    Aerbas tightened his clothes, walking under the cold gray cliffs and being careful to rely on the cliff wall to avoid falling.

    Looking up, a skull of an unknown ancient beast was blocking the path to the summit.

    The skull is the last resting place for the challengers.

    After a long time, Aerbas finally reached here, no longer subjected to the cold wind, and could make a fire to warm up.

    "Kalus, are you sure, Luoja didn't suspect me?"

    This is not the first time Aerbas has asked this question.

    Kalus's voice echoed in his mind:

    "I have confirmed that, the Curse Son is only testing you. A team of Luoja's personally trained guards has been following us from behind all along. Believe me, I don't lie."

    "You are Aerbas, the Aerbas loved by everyone."

    Aerbas ran his fingers over his face, speaking fiercely:

    "It's always been the beloved Aerbas, I just replaced that guy's identity."

    "Alright, alright, can you communicate with Carnbos? The Chaos Gods should all cooperate with us."

    This question made Kalus hesitate, and he started to mumble.

    "Well, the general direction is correct. We will definitely achieve our goals, especially the ones that have been set for the future."

    Aerbas lit a fire to keep warm: "For example?"

    Kalus said eagerly, "For example, you will fight with Carn, but you will definitely survive. That is a certain future!"

    "Luoja will also definitely betray the human sun and seek higher existence!"

    Aerbas's face relaxed somewhat, feeling the warmth of the fire: "That's what I want, Chaos itself."

    Neither Aerbas nor Kalus were aware that Kalus was right, but it seemed as if both had some misconceptions about the future.

    From twenty kilometers away in the rear, Luoja reached out and caught her brother who had fallen from the sky.

    His guards were ahead, separated by a few hills.

    "You always appear in such an unusual way, brother."

    Luoja's face had a hint of a smile, since finding his ultimate goal in life, he smiled more often than before.

    Aaron fell into Luoja's arms, looking at his brother's developed chest muscles, and the symbols inscribed on it that were the same as the ones on his back.

    All of a sudden, he grew anxious:

    "Luoja, the wind is so strong outside. Why did you come out in just a monk's robe? What if you catch a cold?"

    "And why did you decide to tattoo your skin? Your quest isn't already transcended? What need is there for any scriptures to express it?"

    Yaron's expression was very anxious. His brother was without parents here, and as the brother, he felt a responsibility to step up.

    "You need to wear good clothes and not go astray."

    What would that be like to have something like the scales on Daliet's face, marking his face with them as he did.

    Luoja comforted Yaron, gently placing his brother down, and straightening his own clothes:

    "This isn't a tattoo, just some kids drawing and writing on me, saying it's to pray for my safe return."

    "As for the cold, I don't feel it, but clothes should indeed be worn neatly."