Apotheosis

Reinhard was completely confused. He asked, "What do you mean by that, Zen?"

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

At that moment, two rays of red light shot through the mist and beamed on the wall, constructed by avatars.

The Multiple Antennae Snake still refused to give up.

Looking at that wall, Zen said, "The mystery behind the debate venue is no longer a secret for you guys. I am aware that most of the people came for the inheritance of that skeleton."

He paused for a moment and then continued, "Let me rephrase it. The debate venue was designed by the skeleton, who wanted to choose a successor for himself. Am I right?"

Tyrone of the Mu Clan sneered, "You are talking plain nonsense. Everyone knows that."

Zen just smiled indifferently. Tyrone's attitude hardly bothered him. "If that is the case, then the skeleton had completely lost his senses. Otherwise he wouldn't have set up such a debate venue."

Hearing this, Yan couldn't help giggling, On the other hand, most people were still clueless about what Zen meant.

But the guy with soybean-like eyes nodded and said, "That's true. Since the intention behind creating this debate venue was to pick up a successor, it was impossible for the skeleton to design an unbreakable dead end!"

The Truth of Goodwill and Malice permeated in the debate venue.

As per Reinhard's explanation, the debate venue used the Truth of Goodwill to test the True Gods' comprehension of the Truth of Godly Way, and everyone would be in possession of a powerful avatar.

The Truth of Malice would detect what those True Gods feared the most and create incarnations of their fears.

It sounded normal.

But then, the avatars were weaker than the incarnations of fears, and the True Gods were unable to bring their power into play.

In other words, the avatars were useless to fight with these powerful incarnations of fears.

Facing the Snake Spirit, all the avatars were trying their best to kill the group of snakes, but they still lost a considerable number of True Gods.

"In the debate venue, neither a consummate True God nor a Holy Being can pass the skeleton's test. As for top-rank True Gods... I believe everyone present should be able to represent the top-rank True Gods in the divine land. Even so, it's still impossible for us to even move a single step. It clearly means that the skeleton doesn't want to find a suitable successor after all," Zen said.

Duke exclaimed with a mocking smi

hat skeleton!" a True God exclaimed in a desperate tone.

"You can always leave, if you chose to," Zen said, shrugging his shoulders.

Hearing Zen's words, the true God turned to Duke and asked, "In that case, would you please take us away?"

Anyone who looked keenly, could clearly see the situation.

The warriors in the debate venue were divided into two groups.

One was led by Zen and Reinhard, and the other was the group of people from the alliance of wealthy clans, led by Duke.

Those grassroots True Gods, and the other True Gods from neutral Floating Islands did not dare to leave alone. After all, if they left by themselves, they would probably encounter greater danger.

But if Duke took the lead to turn back and leave the debate venue, they would gladly be willing to follow.

"Yes Duke, we are willing to take your side and go back with you," said a True God from a neutral Floating Island.

"Why bother yourself, by trying to bring some sense to them? If they wish to court death, they are free to do so at their own will."

This time, it was Duke's turn to be in a dilemma.

His sole purpose of coming to the debate venue was to prevent Zen and the others from obtaining the inheritance of the skeleton.

How could he leave the debate venue before his mission was completed?

According to the rules of the debate venue, the fiend that had never appeared in the mist had existed because of his fear. Once he left the debate venue, the fiend would also disappear.

This was a result that he could not accept.

Zen looked at Duke calmly with a smile on his face, waiting for what he had to say.