Max Level is 100? I Can Upgrade All skill s to Lv99999!-Chapter 218 --A God? Come Fight Me One-on-One!

Palmar’s words made Caelan frown.

Because no matter what, he had never expected Palmar’s answer to be this.

An inheritance item bestowed by a god... so did gods really exist?

The old Caelan had once been a firm materialist. But after coming to this world, he had started to feel that anything was possible.

Otherwise, how could one explain the fact that he himself had returned here??

"Tell me about this god you keep talking about."

Palmar showed no resistance at all when it came to introducing his god. On the contrary, he spoke with absolute confidence.

"The great Lady Velani chose me, from among countless candidates, to become her inheritor. As for Lady Velani, she is one of the gods worshipped by us Ivorykin."

"As you’ve already seen, Lady Velani bestowed the [Holy Trident] upon me. That was how I became an inheritor and rose rapidly in strength."

Caelan narrowed his eyes, suspicion flickering across them as he continued questioning.

"If you say it was Velani who gave you the [Holy Trident], then did she appear in person at the time??"

"Isn’t that a stupid question!"

A trace of disdain flashed through Palmar’s eyes. But in the very next moment, he gave a light cough, and his gaze became noticeably clearer.

"Ahem, what I mean is—yes, Lady Velani did indeed appear in person at the time. Our Speaker and High Archbishop were both present, and many people saw her. Everyone there could testify."

Hearing that explanation, Caelan’s brows drew together even more tightly.

Even though the game had invaded the world, the existence of gods had always been little more than background lore. In fact, according to ancient historical records, gods were not permitted to enter the real world.

Of course, there were also scholars who suspected that the monsters within the game, as well as the hidden ruins, were very likely connected to the gods.

"You mean the god you’re talking about actually appeared in our world?"

Palmar immediately nodded vigorously, pride written all over his face.

"That’s right. The god personally met me and even patted me on the shoulder, encouraging me to grow stronger as soon as possible and repay the Ivorykin!"

"It’s just a pity... sigh!"

Palmar let out a deep sigh.

He had once thought he was about to step onto the peak of life, only to be defeated by Caelan standing right beside him.

His identity as an inheritor would now be stripped away, and he would likely be hated by his entire race.

Without question, Palmar’s fate was bound to be utterly miserable.

But Palmar’s misery had nothing to do with Caelan.

Caelan did not care about any of that. He was just about to continue questioning him when he suddenly heard Palmar muttering quietly to himself at his side.

"Lord Speaker and the High Archbishop never showed proper respect toward the gods. Even though the god had already appeared before their very eyes, they still remained doubtful, and even warned me because of it."

"Sigh, what a pity. I was the most devout believer, and yet I still ended up like this. Will Lady Velani blame me for it?"

"No... probably not. Lady Velani will surely forgive my sins."

Hearing Palmar’s muttering, Caelan fell into a brief silence.

It was obvious that this guy had been thoroughly brainwashed.

As for the judgments of the Speaker and the High Archbishop, Caelan actually found himself more inclined to trust them.

After all, in any divine church, the High Archbishop might not necessarily be the most devout believer—but he would certainly be one of the people who understood the gods best.

If even the High Archbishop had doubts, then the so-called "Lady Velani" in Palmar’s mouth was, nine times out of ten, not a real god.

But if she was not a god, then why had she given the inheritance item to Palmar?

That thing was obviously extremely precious, and it could greatly increase a race’s strength in a short amount of time...

Caelan thought for a while. With the information he currently had, it was difficult to make any truly valuable judgment.

But he had a faint feeling that this so-called Lady Velani definitely had some unspeakable purpose.

Forget it.

The inheritance item was already in his hands, so why think so much?

Having made up his mind, Caelan took the initiative and walked over to the [Holy Trident].

At that moment, the [Holy Trident] was still emitting a soft glow, but compared to its earlier brilliance, it now seemed utterly insignificant.

"What I need you to tell me now is where the other parts of [Divine]’s inheritance item are. Since you know so much, you should know that too, right??"

Yet this simple question from Caelan instantly filled Palmar’s face with astonishment.

He looked at Caelan suspiciously, then shot back with a question of his own.

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?? The [Holy Trident] is [Divine]’s inheritance item. What other parts could there possibly be??"

Huh???

Caelan froze slightly, then looked at Palmar again.

Why did it feel like this guy had been completely used as a pawn?

Even information that the Supreme Staff could share openly was something Palmar knew absolutely nothing about. That made one thing obvious—this Lady Velani definitely had some ulterior motive!

So Caelan raised the issue again, this time pointing directly at Velani herself.

"Don’t you think Velani’s very existence is itself a huge problem? Everyone knows our world cannot withstand the descent of a god. Also, [Divine]’s inheritance item is made up of four parts. The [Holy Trident] is only one of them."

At this point, Caelan’s gaze toward Palmar was filled with deep sympathy.

"So I can say with certainty that you’ve been deceived. The Velani you speak of is not a real god."

The moment Palmar heard those words, he reacted like a rabbit that had been violently provoked, instantly going into a defensive frenzy.

"I was not deceived! Lady Velani is a true god!"

"You’re just a human—you don’t understand what Lady Velani means to us Ivorykin!"

"You’re blaspheming the gods, and you will be punished by Lady Velani! Human, you understand nothing about reverence!"

Seeing Palmar rambling nonstop like a madman, Caelan could not help but feel a little emotional.

The Palmar before him was just like those pyramid-scheme fanatics he had seen on television in his previous life—completely brainwashed!

"Fine. I understand everything you’ve said. So can you call Velani out? I want to fight her one-on-one!"

???

Palmar was completely dumbfounded. He stared at Caelan in shock, his expression practically screaming: Fight a god one-on-one? Are you joking??

"No, human—how can you be so disrespectful? Do you even know—"

Before he could finish, Caelan cut him off directly.

"Stop the nonsense. Or better yet, just take me to find her. If she kills me, then won’t you conveniently get your freedom back?"

"So? Want to work together for once?"