Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 593 - 327 Curtain Call_2

"The destiny of the human race is for humans to decide!" Arthur roared, the treasured sword in his hand gleaming with light as it struck ferociously towards the divine kingdom.

A terrifying roar resounded as the Divine Kingdom of Forest underwent frightful tremors under the pincer attack of Sacred Mountain and the Sword in the Stone, a sign of the kingdom's instability.

The God of Forest's face turned ashen at this time, for he knew that taking possession of the body of the Forest God had depleted too much of the kingdom's might, rendering the divine kingdom seemingly robust yet hollow within. When faced with Arthur and the Old Monk's resolute counterattack, it began to waver perilously.

He cursed silently, and Divine Power surged, filling the divine kingdom with endless Divine Power to soothe the shaking land, eventually stabilizing his own divine kingdom.

"Hmph! Lord Arthur, do you intend to align yourself with this Desecrator of the God?" The authoritative voice of the God of Forest echoed through the skies.

Recognizing the situation, the Demon began changing his strategies, realizing that persisting in his efforts would bear no fruit. Thus, he started questioning Arthur, hoping to provoke the divine spirits' wrath and benefit from the ensuing chaos.

"There are no Desecrators here, O great divine being, perhaps you are mistaken." Arthur blatantly lied, keeping his eyes wide open as he, too, tested the reactions of the gods.

Arthur's calm demeanor restrained the gods from acting rashly. Everyone could feel the composure in Arthur's voice, suggesting he had some form of leverage. No one dared to make a move before his Land Card was revealed.

Such a Child of Destiny was like a ticking bomb; whoever touched him was sure to meet a disastrous end, benefiting only those gods who watched the spectacle unfold. Thus, the divine spirits, though unenthused, held back from any excessive reactions, quietly awaiting the God of Forest's performance.

The Demon inwardly cursed, these gods were all cowards; his words failed to provoke anyone into action.

"Divine beings cannot be deceived by you. Should you insist on harboring him, don't blame me for being ruthless!" The Forest God shouted from the sky.

However, Arthur simply turned a deaf ear, which left the Demon somewhat embarrassed. Given his current predicament, engaging in battle could likely expose his weaknesses. Yet, he was reluctant to withdraw just like that.

"Cease!" A hoary voice resounded from the sky, as the God of Knowledge and Wisdom intervened.

Now blind, he descended from the sky, his body radiating the brilliance of wisdom. All the divine spirits quieted down, for despite his aged appearance, he was indeed a formidable Divine Spirit.

The God of Knowledge and Wisdom slowly descended, like a wise old man approaching Arthur. Fixing his sightless eyes on Arthur for a prolonged moment, which made Arthur slightly nervous, he finally said, "On behalf of the divine spirits, I ask you for your views on the divine spirits."

The words of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom softly resonated by Arthur's ear, causing Arthur to pause in surprise. He had not expected such a formidable deity to ask him such a question in an equal manner.

After a long contemplation, Arthur solemnly replied, "I have made a pact with the Old Monk that I won't interfere with his preaching, and he won't use faith to obstruct me."

Apparently thoughtful, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom nodded and said, "I am also willing to make such a pact on behalf of the divine spirits. We will neither assist nor hinder you, and as for the monk's preaching, we will not prevent it, but we also cannot use violence to force conversion."

Upon hearing this, Arthur lifted his head in surprise. He had not anticipated that such a powerful divine being would agree to such a pact, which was undoubtedly a generous gift for him.

"I previously glanced at fate and saw the destruction of the world, hence the need to unite all possible forces to save this world, and the power in your hands is key to the future," the God of Knowledge and Wisdom said somberly.

Arthur was startled. He knew the world was filled with crises, but he had not realized the situation was so dire that it risked annihilation, so he nodded gravely in acknowledgment.

Thus, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom gently waved his hand, and a piece of white paper shimmering with golden light flew down from midair, densely covered in writing forming a contract.

"This is the covenant of the Human Gods. If you are willing, write down your true name on this paper, witnessed by heaven and earth."

Arthur examined it carefully, found that it was exactly what they had discussed, and wrote down his real name. A flash of golden light passed by, and Arthur felt a strange power added to the depths of his soul, which he guessed must be the power of the covenant.

Besides Arthur's name, the names of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, the God of War of the North, and the Harp Goddess, these mighty Divine Spirits, were also written on the paper.

"If the gods are willing, they can all sign the contract on this paper, but once it is signed, there can be no regrets," the God of Knowledge and Wisdom said softly, holding up the paper.

At his call, another group of Divine Spirits signed their names, as the contract held no substantial loss for them. The power over the human realm given to Arthur posed no harm, so long as it didn't interfere with their worship, nobody minded.

Of course, there were many Divine Spirits whose descendants were the ones wielding the highest authority at this time, and naturally, they were unwilling to sign the agreement. Arthur didn't mind, for having the endorsement of a few powerful deities was already enough, and he wasn't particularly afraid of the remaining Divine Spirits.

When the paper reached the God of Forest, all eyes of the deities turned towards him. At this moment, the Demon wished nothing more than to tear this old Divine Spirit to pieces, as this detestable fellow not only resolved the crisis for Arthur and others, but crucially, he had to write down his real name on the contract.

The Demon, although capable of deceiving the world, could only do so when the Will of the World wasn't paying attention. Now, this contract was undoubtedly the biggest spotlight in the world, and writing his true name might expose his identity.

"Hmph! You killed my worshipers, spoke disrespectfully to me, and even attacked my divine kingdom. This enmity is irreconcilable, and I will not choose reconciliation with him," the God of Forest said angrily.

The surrounding Divine Spirits secretly let out scoffs, for to be humiliated in one's own realm was a fate probably exclusive to the God of Forest.

The God of Knowledge and Wisdom stared at the God of Forest for a while with his deep eye sockets before slowly saying, "Well, this is a matter of mutual consent after all. If you don't want to sign, you need not sign."

"What about it, do you still plan to continue fighting today?" Picking up the contract, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom asked again.

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The God of Forest let out a cold snort. He angrily glanced at the Old Monk and Arthur and said through gritted teeth, "Today you are spared!"

Having said this, he was about to sweep away, but was stopped by Arthur saying, "From now on, this land no longer worships you!"

Ever since realizing something was off with the God of Forest, Arthur had decided to keep this enigmatic fellow away from his territory; otherwise, with his unpredictable abilities, who knew what troubles might arise.

The Demon said nothing, aware that after this incident, it would be even more difficult to strike against these two. However, he was not too disheartened, as maintaining his identity still provided ample opportunity. What worried him significantly was the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, whose pitch-black eye sockets seemed like an endless abyss harboring something terrifying.

As everything settled, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom bid everyone farewell and said to the Old Monk as he left, "Give my regards to your lord."

The Old Monk's face remained as calm as an ancient well, and he said in a deep voice, "If despair ever arrives, one can pray to my lord, who favors life filled with wisdom."

The God of Knowledge and Wisdom nodded slightly, his figure gradually vanishing into the air.

Finally, everyone could breathe a sigh of relief. Everything that had happened felt as though it was a dream, and the heavy pressure had almost left them breathless.