Becoming a God Starts with Acting-Chapter 466: Return to Luminous

In the memories of the gods, they were divine sentinels stationed across different worlds within the Cosmic Tree, serving and worshipping their God, the one who created them, the one who ruled the God Nation, the one who wielded supreme power to protect the Cosmic Tree from any form of invasion.

Now they had appeared here to help their fallen god reclaim the throne once more, yet it seemed that Dorian did not possess the same memories as they did.

Cain could not help but glance toward Nerio. Although Nerio loathed Cain, at this moment he still honestly shook his head.

Dorian could not understand the interaction between the two of them. He could not help looking at the person in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"

Cain had already returned to his alluring female form. He gently twirled a lock of his hair around his finger and smiled lightly as he said, "I am Cain. Of course, if I am in this form, you can call me Marax."

Dorian: "... so are you female or male?"

Cain curled his lips and lifted the hem of his dress. "Do you want to check?"

Dorian instinctively closed his eyes, while one hand quickly covered Nerio’s eyes as well.

"Ha ha ha, ha ha ha." Cain laughed loudly. Dorian could not help frowning and said softly, "Please maintain some self-respect..."

"Self-respect, what is that?" Cain tilted his head, asking with a curious expression.

Dorian spoke directly, "Self-respect is cherishing yourself and having a clear understanding of your own value and dignity. Whether you are male or female, you cannot casually lift your skirt like that. It is not only harassment toward us, it also affects you yourself. You should not treat yourself as a joke like this. Moreover—"

Before Dorian could continue, Cain hurriedly waved his hand. "Alright, alright, stop."

Dorian looked at Cain in confusion, as if asking, wasn’t it you who told me to speak?

Cain truly had not expected that someone would actually waste so many words seriously explaining these things to him. He picked at his ear and said, "I don’t need to listen to this. Who do you think you’re lecturing about morals to? Morals are the thing I dislike the most, got it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a set of clothes and handed it to Dorian. "Put it on."

After that, he turned around and left.

Dorian looked toward Nerio again. Only then did he notice that something at the foot of the bed seemed to move. Immediately after, a blue figure suddenly leapt into Nerio’s arms, constantly rubbing against him in a coquettish manner.

Dorian glanced over and could not help exclaiming in surprise, "Is that Kirin?"

Nerio nodded. A rare trace of joy appeared on his lips. He hugged Dorian and said honestly, "I hate Cain." It would be even better if Dorian could drive Cain away like that again next time.

Dorian had no idea what Nerio was thinking, nor did he know where the conflict between Dorian and Cain came from, so he simply rubbed Nerio’s head and said, "Alright, can you go out first? I want to change—"

Before Dorian could finish speaking, Nerio collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep in the very next second.

Dorian was a little startled and checked Nerio’s breathing. After confirming that Nerio was truly just asleep, he finally let out a breath of relief.

Everyone was really strange. It felt as though from the moment he opened his eyes and woke up, nothing had been normal anymore.

Dorian quickly put on the clothes and then went outside. He wanted to find Silvanus.

Everything still felt unreal, as if only yesterday he had heard the news that Silvanus was killed by his arrow, and today he was able to see Silvanus again, alive and whole right in front of him.

Dorian did not need to search for long, because Silvanus was also walking toward him. Behind him were Cain and several others Dorian did not recognize. But he could barely see anyone other than Silvanus. He wanted to run forward and hug Silvanus, yet in the end he could only stand frozen in place, lowering his head as if trying to bury himself into the ground.

He did not quite dare to face Silvanus. It was he who had fired that arrow; it was he who had pushed Silvanus toward death—his only friend... whether he had known it or not, it was still an unforgivable sin.

Before Dorian could even realize it, tears were already streaming down his face, gathering at his chin before falling to the ground.

It was not until the sound of footsteps drew closer and a pair of jet-black leather shoes entered Dorian’s field of vision that he reacted.

Silvanus reached out, catching his tears, and asked softly, "Dorian, why are you crying?"

Dorian lifted his head to look at Silvanus, only to see that Silvanus was still looking at him. There was no hatred or disgust in those eyes.

Dorian instinctively wiped away his tears. "I’m sorry, Silvanus. That arrow was mine. It was me who tried... to kill you."

Dorian’s vision was blurred entirely by tears.

Time passed, everyone grew up, yet only he was trapped in this body—without the memories of a god, nor even the vague memories of a Dark Elf. He was only Dorian of that day, the day he heard that Silvanus had died by his hand.

Silvanus had already heard Cain talk about Dorian’s condition.

He simply stepped forward and embraced Dorian, his hands gently patting Dorian’s back as he said softly, "I’ve never hated you, Dorian. Could you stop crying now?"

At this moment, even Cain was unusually silent, not mocking him.

Nick, feeling a little uncertain, eventually stepped forward and handed Dorian a piece of candy. He had found it quite interesting yesterday and bought it, because it looked very much like Bael, with its round belly that was rather amusing.

"Eating something sweet might make you feel better," he comforted him.

Cain could not help frowning at the side. "Do you think he’s a child?" Nick could not help but startle—why did this feel exactly like when Marax would not allow anyone to hug Nerio except herself?

At this moment, Dorian had already accepted the candy from Nick. He nodded and murmured, "Thank you."

Nick smiled. "No problem. You’re Silvanus’s friend—so from now on, we’ll be friends too!"

Dorian nodded honestly.

"Marax, look—I’ve got a new weapon!"

At that moment, Asta’s booming voice suddenly rang out as he came running over, carrying a greatsword in his hands. Behind him, Leon followed at a steady, unhurried pace.

Cain glanced at Asta’s bouncing, energetic figure and nodded. "Very imposing." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Asta grinned happily. "Right? It perfectly suits my magnificent presence!"

Cain could not help laughing. Asta pursed his lips, his face turning slightly red. "Height isn’t a measure of presence, you know that."

"Is everything ready? Let’s go. The situation is very urgent now." At this moment, Nana also walked over, urging them on.

She still had to return to persuade the other Nobility families to follow her path. Otherwise, she would have no choice but to withdraw her own forces.

Nana had done everything without a plan. She had almost simply followed Vermillion’s prophecy and brought along her own power. Fortunately, she had now found Silvanus.

The teleportation array had already been drawn. Nana looked toward Silvanus and asked, "This array can only transport twenty people at a time. Where are your other subordinates?"

"Subordinates? You mean some powerful army?" Silvanus asked in return.

Nana’s expression was completely natural.

Leon had been here for so many years and even possessed an independent force—surely he must have a loyal mage army...

Silvanus said softly, "I do have an army. But first, we should see whether the other Nobility will follow your path, Nana. If not, I will crush not only the Church, but the Nobility as well. I didn’t come here to help the Nobility."

Nana paused for a moment. She silently clenched her fist and said coldly, "I will convince them."

Their conversation ended right there, with no further direction to pursue.

The group—Silvanus, Cain, Dorian, Nerio, Nick, Asta, Leon, along with Nana and two of her other subordinates—stepped into the teleportation array.

A dazzling flash of light erupted, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared in a completely different place.

The sun hung high in the sky, while towering buildings blocked its light from reaching the dark slums hidden deep within narrow alleys.

Luminous—splendid yet rotten. Even from the outer edge, one could already glimpse part of its true nature.

Nana looked toward Silvanus and said coldly, "By tomorrow morning, I’ll have an answer for you."

With that, she turned around and left directly, not waiting for Silvanus to say anything more.

Her two subordinates nodded to Silvanus and quickly chased after their master’s resolute retreating figure.