“Papa—"
Hela's voice was somewhat hesitant.
He whispered a reminder to Wood, "Facing Cthulhu Lifeforms, we might not have a guaranteed victory in our current state."
If it were only you, you might indeed lack the certainty of victory, but—
Master walked up to Wood's side and naturally put an arm around his shoulder. "How could I possibly let you all take such a risk?"
Boss—
Wood looked up, gazing at him with tearful eyes.
Master smiled and put his arm around Wood's shoulder, then patted Fenrir's large head. "I am contacting various factions. Aside from a tiny minority of fools with an almost crazed obsession with immortality, most Humans and the Gods they created through faith do not wish to obtain false immortality by merging into a Cthulhu Lifeform."
A mass of cells consisting only of primitive eating and reproduction, even if it achieves immortality, cannot be considered an intelligent lifeform!
Master added.
Wood nodded in deep agreement, then told Master the whole story of his meeting with Jesus.
Master listened intently, occasionally interjecting with questions.
..
.. According to you, Jesus has taken the initiative to express his willingness to cooperate with us?
Yes.
Having said that, Wood asked in return, "Can I trust Him? Although He appears both sincere and kind, every word He speaks makes me feel a strong sense of sincerity."
Jesus is the condensation of goodwill within the human faith of the Current Era. Although most individuals participating in the construction of this Imagined Community are not pure or good, Jesus is indeed pure goodness, the most worthy of trust and affirmation.
Mm.
As for the thoughts of Archangel Gabriel—since Jesus has already given His promise, They can only fully obey Jesus's commands. They have assisted us in fighting against Cthulhu Lifeforms.
Then..
Wood was about to ask for details when he suddenly heard the rhythmic, synchronized sound of wings flapping from outside the window.
Flap! Flap!
Flap!
The Voice was loud and deafening.
Wood looked toward the sound and saw several Archangels, including Gabriel—each Angel wore Roman-style warrior armor, with massive wings spread behind them, their sculptural, dignified faces filled with resolve.
The Son of God sent us to come here! To assist you in destroying the evil forces that threaten Earth and Human!
Michael spoke loudly.
As the most famous Archangel before God in the Mortal Realm, Michael's entire body burned with gold and red Fire.
Can we open the window?
"Can we open the window?" Wood asked in a low voice.
Master released Wood, glanced at the worried Fenrir and Hela and Jormungand, then used his eyes to restrain the eager Anubis and Bastet, stood up, slowly walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window.
Splash—
The floor-to-ceiling window opened, but an invisible Barrier appeared between Master and Angel.
Long time no see—
Yes, it has been a long time.
Michael's voice was exceptionally gentle.
“The last time we met was during Moses' Exodus.. At that time, the Jewish bastard named Jesus had not yet been born, Yahweh was a stern and ruthless Jewish God, Angels.. In that era, all Angels were killing machines that carried out Yahweh's will, their appearances completely failing to meet public aesthetic standards.”
“Whether it be God or Angels, they are all essentially the Collective Imagination of the Humans of the Current Era; if anything, it is you—"
Michael paused for a moment: "As the result of the mental imagination of the Previous Era, it is incredible that you still possess such powerful strength even after ten thousand years since the disappearance of your civilization! You have even—given birth to three children!"
Humans of the Previous Era possessed even greater Spiritual Power. Derived from their Collective Imagination, we naturally possess stronger Life. Furthermore—after entering the Current Era, we have been constantly constructing new myths related to us. I alone possess multiple variants, such as the Chaos Serpent from Egyptian mythology, the Despairing Black Dragon from Norse Mythology, Yamata no Orochi from Japanese mythology, Quetzalcoatl from South American Mythology..
What about him? Besides being once the Loki of Norse Mythology, what other mythological variants does he have?
He..
As far as I know, He nearly died in the great war ten thousand years ago!
“Yes, he once nearly died and took a very long time to slowly recover. He was deceived by Odin due to his memory loss and became the evil god Loki of Norse Mythology.. Fortunately, the records of the Previous Era were not entirely lost. In the very few ancient civilization records that can still be found, he, the fire element, is depicted as a fallen Sun..”
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Chapter 92: Odin and the World Tree (14)
(It was all because of you that I was able to exist, for you.. you.. my beloved.. the one forced to be extinguished.. the Sun of the ancient Previous Era..)
For some reason, the words Lilith spoke as he dissipated suddenly echoed in Wood's ears.
(Ancient.. Sun of the Previous Era.. Am I really..)
Yes.
That is so," Master said, turning around to reveal Wood, who was hiding behind him, to the Angels: "I hope you can respect me and my beloved They as much as you respect Jesus.
“..”
A wave of discomfort clearly washed over Gabriel's face, his throat even—
I accept.
Michael smiled and reached out his hands toward Master and Wood: "From this moment on, we are comrades-in-arms."
I am glad.. You are even more handsome than the statues Michelangelo and the others made of you.
Wood couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Humans used pure and beautiful imagination to shape the appearance of Angels; naturally, Angels have an obligation to look the part of their imagination.
Michael smiled noncommittally and introduced the various Angels behind him to Wood one by one.
Gabriel—although you have known each other for a long time, I hope that from this moment on, you can set aside your past hatreds and become friends who trust one another.
I'll try my best.
"I'll try my best," Wood said gloomily.
Gabriel remained expressionless: "I am standing here because I must obey the command of the Gods, not because—"
If you behave improperly, I will not let you off!
Master spoke unexpectedly.
Gabriel shut his mouth.
Next, Raphael was introduced.
It is an honor to meet you. I am Raphael. I am deeply interested in everything regarding the Humans of the Previous Era. I hope this will be a pleasant collaboration—
“So am I—"
You are all having such a pleasant conversation here, why didn't you let me know?
Lucifer's Voice suddenly rang out.
Before the words had even faded, Lucifer appeared before the crowd amidst a sky full of Black Feather, wearing a tailored casual suit. A charming smile played on his handsome face, he held a cocktail in his left hand—rather than a fallen Archangel, he looked more like a young billionaire on a seaside vacation.
“Lucifer—”
Michael frowned deeply. "Why are you—"
If you can appear here, then I can naturally appear as well.
Lucifer raised his hand, took a light sip of his cocktail, then the glass and the drink both vanished into a streak of light, his charming smile turning into a cold solemnity: "Although my current identity is the Demon Lord of Hell and a Fallen Angel, I am, after all, a God created by the imagination of Humans of the Current Era. I will not allow Cthulhu Lifeforms from the Outer Universe to lay hands on Earth!"
And me!
Set's voice was as loud as a booming bell.
Anubis and Bastet's fur stood on end instantly.
Set! What are you doing! You—
Don't worry! I am not appearing this time to settle old scores with you! I will join your alliance under the identity of the Berserk Desert God, the most skilled warrior in Ancient Egyptian Mythology, to prevent the tragedies of the Previous Era from repeating themselves!
Set stood before the floor-to-ceiling window and announced loudly, his massive body exceeding twenty meters in height, giving his face the dignified and mysterious texture unique to the sculptures of Ancient Egyptian temples.
Boss—Set is the ally you contacted?
Yes, but not entirely.
Master was about to explain the current situation.
“Set—"
Another vigorous, thunderous roar rang out.
The one who arrived was Horus.
He descended from the sky and landed beside Set, his golden body shimmering with a dazzling light.
Horus, you—
Fearing a conflict between Horus and Set, Wood hurriedly shouted, "Don't be impulsive, Set is our guest!"
I know.
Horus folded his wings and looked at Set with a subtle smile: "In fact, our uncle-nephew relationship isn't as bad as the public thinks—unless he tries to kill my Father again."
My vision is not so short-sighted.
Set retorted impatiently, reaching out a massive hand to rest it upon the alloy frame of the floor-to-ceiling window. "Anubis, Bastet, are you willing to fight by my side?"
I despise your brutality and ambition, but I acknowledge your bravery!
Anubis spoke without hesitation, swiftly transforming into the jackal-headed Egyptian God of Death.