"After you've finished kneeling, go and pray in the direction of Twin Cities." Zhong Mu slowly turned around, holding Mu He's hand, and said, "God will descend because of your prayers. As long as you are sincere, your prayers will be answered. Whether God is willing to descend in the end depends on how sincere your prayers are."
After he finished speaking, he pulled Muhe away.
The people of Fallen City had no idea that this was a hoax. They could never have imagined that two people from another city had killed the city lord, fabricated the huge lie of the return of the gods, and gathered so many citizens, all just to save one person.
This was something that the selfish and self-serving City of Demise could never have imagined.
They were still cheering for God's imminent return, still celebrating their impending wholeness. No one looked back on the High Priest's death, her body burning, her flesh being taken away. Not a single thought crossed anyone's mind about the High Priest, because God was about to return, and the High Priest was nothing more than a tool that had lost its value.
Zhong Mu knew very well that if he wanted them to give up on the High Priest, who was someone they could use, they had to make her lose her value in the hearts of the city's people. Only when a greater value appeared would the High Priest be useless and no one would care where she went.
The cheers from the City of Destiny were loud, and the citizens were very efficient, heading towards another city gate. Zhong Mu, on the other hand, pulled Mu He away from the City of Destiny without any hindrance, heading towards the City of Immortality.
He was also just in case someone suddenly realized something and started watching them more cautiously, so he walked very fast, making sure to leave before anyone could react. But the process was smooth and no one noticed anything.
Zhong Mu was not completely at ease until he had completely left the City of Destiny and had been away for quite some time.
He looked back towards the direction of the City of Destiny, where only the outline of the city remained in the distance, yet it still made his heart tremble. This city was not only visually terrifying, but also psychologically horrifying. Such a city was not worth saving; it was best to let it perish on its own.
Thinking about it, Zhong Mu lowered her head and secretly peeked out from under her arm hidden in the basket.
The severed arm had begun to mutate, gradually losing its hand's outline. Its twisted shape made Zhong Mu quickly avert his gaze and cover it with a cloth.
Seeing that the high priest seemed to be gradually regenerating due to divine power, he relaxed a little.
"Why is your heart beating so fast? What scared you this time?" Mu He noticed Zhong Mu's mood and quickly asked.
"No." Zhong Mu pulled Mu He to sit down under the shade of a tree. "I plan to rest around here first. I'm afraid that if we go too far from the City of Fallen Life, the High Priest's regenerative ability will disappear or decrease. We'll wait until she has a complete human form before we set off."
Influenced by Ye Tianxuan, Zhong Mu was quite sensitive to summarizing and recording information. He had vaguely heard that gods had different domains and would only protect their own domains. Therefore, most of the people in the city lived in the domains of their own gods, and the residents of the four major cities rarely went out to travel.
Zhong Mu must be cautious. He can arrive in Changsheng City later, but he must ensure that the High Priest survives.
"Okay." Mu He nodded in response. He could also take the opportunity to heal the stitched limbs on his body so as not to delay the rest of his journey.
"Doctor," Zhong Mu said, gazing in the direction of the City of Fallen Destiny, moving closer to Mu He, "Do you think the gods of this world truly love their followers?"
"Although the believers or high priests in each city seem to be inseparable from God and show him great respect, and judging from their descriptions of God, he seems to love them very much, if God truly loves them, he shouldn't have suddenly disappeared without a trace."
Unless the gods all disappear due to some unavoidable reason, catching themselves completely off guard, they should at least have some time to leave a message for their believers.
All the gods disappeared indifferently.
"Perhaps it's because they're dead?" Mu He also found it difficult to fathom this world. Normally, if they left in this way, the only thing that could be thought of was that the gods had passed away, and passed away unexpectedly, but that possibility was very small.
"As long as the power of God remains, God has not died." Zhong Mu said with certainty, "The fact that the high priests still possess the power of God is the best proof. If the main body dies, these bestowed powers will also disappear. Isn't Li Mo a similar existence? When he died, didn't you all disappear with him?"
Mu He nodded slowly, "You're right... They are the same kind of beings. The relationship between gods and believers should be similar to ours. If there's anything that can be compared to the situation of the high priest..."
He paused for a moment, then looked up in Zhong Mu's direction and said, "It's not that God has left or disappeared, it's that God has hidden himself away."
Zhong Mu remained silent. This only made it more difficult to understand what God was doing. Why would He suddenly abandon the believers He had nurtured for so many years, and even disregard the High Priest? What had happened to God?
"Sigh… I can't figure this out. I'll go contact Boss Ye and ask him about the situation there. I'll ask him if Changsheng City is a good place to take in the High Priest of Mingyun City." Zhong Mu took out his communicator, took two steps to the side, and began to contact Ye Tianxuan.
Judging by the number of days, Brother Xiu should have arrived in Changsheng City and met up with Boss Ye by now. They should then be able to get some clues about the man they are looking for from the High Priest of Changsheng City.
I wonder what Changsheng City is like. None of the four great cities are good. It probably won't be too smooth for Boss Ye to descend there alone.
He was worried when the communicator connected, and then a familiar voice came from the other end.
"Hello? Hello... Hello..."
It was the sound of the little tentacled ball.
"Wait, how come my boss Ye's communicator is with you too!" Zhong Mu was annoyed when he remembered that this little tentacle ball had run away with his and Xiu Ge's communicators overnight.
"Boyfriend is... is busy..." the little tentacle ball stammered in response.
Zhong Mu was speechless for a moment. "Your boyfriend is busy. What does that have to do with having Boss Ye's communicator in your hands? Don't drag your boyfriend into this."
"Because, my boyfriend is, taking away, his, life." The little tentacle dumpling tried very hard to explain to Zhong Mu, but Zhong Mu was still completely confused.
Brother Xiu... took Boss Ye's life?
If we understand it in the normal sense...
Um?
Uh-huh?
Zhong Mu's pupils constricted in shock, "Brother Xiu is killing Boss Ye?!"
"Huh?" Now it was the little tentacle ball's turn to be confused.
What? My boyfriend was murdering someone?
It was stunned for a moment, then angrily hung up the communicator, "Then I'll go help my boyfriend!"