The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1132 - 141: Teacher Merlin, Your Student Has Come to Fulfill His Duty!

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Chapter 1132: Chapter 141: Teacher Merlin, Your Student Has Come to Fulfill His Duty!

Avalon Island, in the depths of the deepest fog wall.

Nuada took a deep breath and looked towards Morgause and Morgan under the Silver Branch Holy Tree:

"Tell me, what should we do next?"

"Reintegrate the collapsed foundation and spirit veins of Ireland, transfer them to the territory of Britain, and then offer your divinity and faith, hoping that the [Holy Sword] and [Divine Embryo] can be completed soon."

Morgause replied, waving her hand gently.

The Silver Branch Holy Tree, which connected the starry sky and earth veins in front of her, swayed with a unique rhythm, sending thousands of light bands cascading into the water, condensing into a magnificent crystal coffin at the lake’s bottom.

Eighty-four star rings, congruent with the ancient British star astrology system, wrapped around it, continuously channeling starlight from the heavens and spiritual light from the earth veins into it. The fairy script and Ogan tree runes on the coffin’s surface flickered continuously, with golden stardust falling into the lake bottom, forming a spiral star map illustrating the "return" theorem.

The remnants of the Danu Gods stood upon the star sea-like lake, gazing at the humanoid light shadow that had begun to take shape within the crystalline coffin, gaining a newfound understanding.

This is the essence of Avalon.

The ideal land, eternal paradise.

The foundation of the Danu Divine Race’s unending immortality, the embodiment of an eternal paradox.

It serves as a hemostatic bandage for Ragnarök and a spiritual womb for the birth of a new myth in the Inner Sea of Stars.

Realizing this, the Sun God Lugh questioned:

"You want us to place all our bets on Britain? What if, after victory, we wish to return to Ireland?"

"Return to Ireland?"

Morgan turned her head back, sneering,

"Don’t you get it? The four Sky Islands are now gone, and the foundations of the Danu Divine Race on that land have been severed. Your era is completely over. Next, we will start a new epoch in Britain, reconstruct a new fate!"

"We only lost one battle; there’s still a chance to win it back!"

Lugh braced his neck, retorted through gritted teeth.

As the youngest among the four thrones of the Sky Island, his ambition was naturally high.

Morgan glanced at Lugh and, without hesitation, countered:

"Win it back? With this war god with a severed hand? Or with you, the sun god who lost the four Sky Islands?"

Upon hearing this, Lugh’s pale cheeks turned red, wanting to retort but speechless.

Nuada sighed, his expression equally complex.

As the Danu War God who won the first deep-sea divine war and drove out the Warner Divine Race (Fomor people); and as the First Throne beloved by his kin for leading his people to stand firm through several great invasions, he once thought he could grasp the pulse of fate and become the [Eternal King] prophesied by the Danu Divine Race.

Unexpectedly, despite all his machinations, even risking conflict with the Phantom Three Goddesses who oversee the Danu Divine Race’s fate, he got nothing and even has to give up his position as the Divine King.

— In the tradition of the Danu Divine Race, cripples are not qualified to be kings.

— Especially not someone who had just lost a right arm in battle to the enemy.

Even after attaching prosthetics and reforging his flesh, his severely impaired War God and War God’s Power cannot be fully restored, naturally unable to hold onto the [First Throne] and serve as the supreme leader of the Danu Divine Race.

And now, with the enemy pressing at the borders, an attack could be launched at any moment.

Within the Danu Divine Race, the First Throne’s Nuada has a severed arm, the Second Throne’s Sea God Manano died in battle, the Third Throne’s Sun God Lugh is too young, and the Fourth Throne’s Beast God Cornu is not adept at combat.

At this point, neither he nor the Danu Divine Race has any other way out.

The only way to break the impasse is to seek help from the Phantom Three Goddesses who hold the fate of the Danu Divine Race and Celtic God Era.

Understanding this, Nuada dismissed his last bit of wishful thinking, placed his hand on Lugh’s shoulder, and stepped forward to ask:

"We agreed, when will the ceremony commence?"

"Immediately!"

Morgan replied crisply and reminded once again,

"They have already issued a challenge; we don’t have much time to delay!"

Nuada nodded, using his remaining prestige to convince the remaining forces of the Danu Gods and the demigods from the Red Branch Knights and Fiona Battle Group to jointly draw the array needed for the ceremony with divine blood in front of the Silver Branch Holy Tree.

Watching the Danu Gods on Avalon Island lower themselves and work busily, Morgan nodded in satisfaction.

Speaking of which, she had her teacher to thank for how smoothly things progressed.

On one hand, that person led the Nordic Gods to quietly appear in Ireland, striking down the four Sky Islands, severely damaging the three major thrones led by Nuada, causing the Danu Divine Race’s painstakingly established foundation in Ireland to be utterly destroyed, turning them into homeless exiles.

On the other hand, the notes that person gave also taught her quite a few useful things.

— For instance, when to step in and save someone, when to be tough, and when to appear weak;

— And how to govern, manage subordinates, and use external conflicts to bond internal divisions...

At this moment, due to the loss of an arm, especially the critical right arm, Nuada moved awkwardly and even somewhat comically on the field.

Though the surrounding Danu deities and demigods remained silent, faint disdain and dissatisfaction towards their former leader were inadvertently shown in their expressions.

As a War God, losing the army and territory was a blemish;

As a leader, lacking limbs was a disgrace;

If not for this leader’s arrogance, leading the whole army into the enemy’s trap, perhaps they wouldn’t have fallen to such a state.

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