Ancient God in the Modern World

Shriek!

Allen and the others had descended the hole.

The hole is about ten meters in diameter. It is pitch black and its walls are covered with webs.

However, the webs made Allen and the other's descent easier.

Unfortunately, Allen's undead Moders could not climb down the walls of the hole.

Their hooves are not meant for that. Thus, Allen could only reluctantly leave them and wander on their own. However, on second thought, why would an undead wonder? Look for brains? Then, cause an apocalypse in the shrine? Hehe, nonsense.

Meanwhile, as Allen and the gang continue to descend, Allen began to suffocate.

He knew that is because of the negation of the demonic energy and the divine energy on his body.

Fortunately, the negation is not intense. Otherwise, Allen would have been dead by now with no chance to survive.

This could not be called an encounter between a demon and a Divine Spirit. All that there are the energies.

With that, Allen glared are the squirrel and straightforwardly asked, "are you scheming against me?"

Allen's question caught the Ratatoskr off guard. He did not expect that he would be so direct to ask such a question without reservation.

"My lord, why should I do that?"

Allen continued to glare at the squirrel. He was not convinced that it did not have schemes on his mind.

Of course, now that he has a follower at the ranks of an admiral, he could foil the fellow's plans. However, Allen was infuriated knowing that it dared to scheme against him.

"Lies," Allen said.

Although Allen said that, he could not detect lies from the creature. However, Allen knew that he is deceived once and could be deceived again.

For some reason, the Ratatoskr seemed to be able to hide his intentions from Allen, a Divine Spirit.

One must know that a Divine Spirit could read the fluctuation of the soul. The fluctuations of the soul contain the purest intention a creature could have.

It could not contain a lie. Or rather, it should not contain a lie.

"My lord, don't believe him," Cold Wind told Allen. However, he did not say it the normal way.

Cold Wind said it through prayer.

Meanwhile, Allen is astonished by Cold Wind's means. It seemed that he was rather fast learner.

Meanwhile, the Ratatoskr pleaded as if he was truly innocent.

"My Lord, I would not do that. I would never."

"Really?" Allen calmed down which made the creature secretly heave a sigh of relief.

However, in the next second, he paled as he heard Allen.

"Tell me, why are there demons bellow?"

The bird that Allen created did not detect them. However, Allen is very sensitive to them.

"You said. you nearly lost your life here. It is because of the demons?"

Allen asked again. He would not let the Ratatoskr retort him that easy.

This time, the squirrel had, truly, no way to retort. Thus, knowing, that he has no way out, the squirrel had decided to escape.

WHOOSH!

With a whoosh, it disappeared in front of Allen. However, the squirrel failed to hide his traces.

Of course, if Allen is not a Divine Spirit, he could have not discovered the tracks of the squirrel.

There is a hollow in the faint demonic energy in the surrounding.

Without a moment of hesitation, Allen took out his divine crystal and used it without reservation.

Allen went back and followed the Ratatoskr.

However, before he left, he did not forget to leave instructions for Cold Wind.

"Cold Wind, I need you to find the divine crystals. The little bird will accompany you."

Although Cold Wind is still at the ranks of normal believers and is yet to have his seed of faithfulness, Allen had decided to trust him.

Meanwhile, Cold Wind stayed rooted for a while. He is unsure what to do.

Although he had Allen's Divine Mark, he hadn't fully integrated himself as Allen's follower.

"The first command of my lord," he mumbled to himself.

Then the next moment, he found himself going deeper in the hole while the little bird is following him.

"What am I doing?" he asked himself.

However, in the next moment, he laughed wryly as he had realized that he just asked himself a stupid question.

"Of course, I'm following the command of the lord that will serve for the rest of my life."

At this moment, something grew in him. He was not sure what it is. At the same time, he did not have a moment to spare to inspect it.

However, he knew that it would not cause him any harm. He understood that the Divine Mark of a Divine Spirit would always care for the life of its host.

At this moment, Cold Wind could not feel a warning from the mark. Instead, it was very happy as if it had just seen the companion that it had been longing to see.

"Divine Spirit of Life and Death, my lord, I pray for speed."

That is the first prayer that Cold Wind had uttered.

At the same time, that is the first prayer that Allen granted to him.

At that moment, Cold Wind felt close to the wind.

The wind aided him as he headed deeper.

"Is this the wonders of following a Divine Spirit?" Cold Wind could not help but ask himself.

Although he is born from the wind, he did not directly come from the wind. Instead, he was born from its melody.

The melody of the wind is what gave him life. And, as he exists, he did not have a purpose.

Thus, he created one for himself, which is to protect the lake. At that time, as he saw Allen and Ratatoskr on the lake, he felt that his purpose is threatened.

However now, he found a new one.

"I will serve the Divine Spirit of Life and Death and discover all the wonder that he will grant me."

"I shall become his aid in all matters. I will bring melody to his army during the war. And, I will calm the raging emotions of his subject."

"I shall be the Melody of Life and Death."

As he said that, his newly formed seed of faithfulness had sprouted.

However, as it grew, it did not just grow a leaf or two. It, instead, grew into a small sapling.

With this, Cold Wind had ranked up beyond Allen's followers before him.