Chapter 1606: Chapter 512: Goddess, Come Out and Clear Things Up! (Part 2) The two of them discussing their illnesses together must be quite amusing. Sigh, this kid has it tough! Wayne patted Sarosia’s head, “It’s to be expected, I didn’t think you’d find out despite how deeply I hid it. Since you have, I’ll tell you the whole truth.” Sarosia sat up straight, her intuition telling her that Wayne was about to say something very important. “Sarosia, do you know about the Doomsday Judgment?” Wayne removed his hand, which Sarosia cautiously put back, “Because of human wars, the desire for magic among mages, and conflicts between the beliefs in deities, the God-chosen Continent suffers from a disease called sin. Someday in the future, the world’s immune system will activate a cleansing mode, godlike beings will descend to judge humanity, judge the deities, and judge all creatures on the path of evolution.” “Though my power is strong, it’s not enough to protect the entire world, so I found you and woke you from your slumber…” “Boss, we’ve reached the restaurant, you can talk while eating.” Mona parked to the side, interrupting. An experienced secretary wouldn’t make such a low-level mistake; interrupting must be intentional, signaling to the boss her very depressed mood. Wayne nodded with a smile, through telepathic transmission, during the meal Mona could go to the bathroom to touch up her makeup. The bathroom at the high-end restaurant was too small, to prevent getting lost, he activated the Demigod Domain and followed soon after. Mona immediately felt less depressed, thinking of the small woods in Lucerne City, biting her lower lip as she looked at Wayne. Their gazes collided, both their eyes seemed to have some electric tension. Sarosia maintained a pretty face, feeling inexplicably annoyed, raised her hand to break their gaze, “Boss, let’s eat first!” Mona rolled her eyes, just now was unintentional, this time it was definitely on purpose. After the candlelit dinner, Wayne arranged for Sarosia to move the Divine Realm to Lundan, giving her ten days to draft a Bible of teachings for the Sky Goddess, striving to become a true deity before the Doomsday Judgment. Sarosia left with a bitter face, she was now very strong, more than a hundred times stronger than during the Faith Wars, yet the road to becoming a god was much longer than she imagined, unable to find a way to ignite Divine Fire in the short term. Before parting, she raised two questions: as a dependent, does she truly have the possibility of igniting Divine Fire? Also, if she doesn’t have to worry about knowledge corruption, what meaning is there in spreading faith among mortals? Wayne didn’t know either, needing Sarosia to help verify, he gave a profound smile and left it at that. Don’t ask the boss about everything, if problems arise, think of ways to solve them yourself; if you ask the boss everything, what does he need you for! Wayne routinely played two rounds of poker with Dreyne, his luck was so incredible it was more exaggerated than cheating, defeating Dreyne completely, once again losing his pants in a miserable defeat. Unable to bear losing, he decided not to play anymore, covered his clothes and ran out of the living room. Wayne, with Mona, the director of the Sleep Agency, called Anastasia and Vizi to the master bedroom on the second floor, set up a soundproof barrier, with turbulent currents inside and calm outside. Sukra lay on the sofa eating snacks, crunching away like a gray hamster, saw Dreyne in a neat white suit return to the living room, sat seriously at the poker table researching card techniques, and couldn’t help but comment. “Dreyne, stop studying your card techniques, even with my eyes closed, I know your mind isn’t on the poker table.” “Nonsense, if you have the guts, take off the blindfold and look clearly.” “Eyes will mislead me, what they see isn’t necessarily real; the vision of the mind is different…” Sukra sucked on the leftover snack crumbs on her fingertip and said wistfully, “Your lace white underwear is very pretty, from a woman’s perspective I can’t agree, but from a man’s perspective… let me guess, you wore it on purpose!” Dreyne slammed the table, angry, “Stop spreading rumors and slandering here, I’ll wear what I like, what’s it got to do with Wayne?” “I didn’t say it was Wayne…” “Hmph, it seems like you want to get spanked.” Dreyne was somewhat annoyed and, baring his fangs and claws, pressed Sukra on the sofa. After a few rounds, relying on his physical strength, he successfully flipped Sukra’s nightdress to her waist. Dreyne exclaimed in amazement, saying he’d gained new insights, “What is this forbidden thing, no different from not wearing anything, it’s too shameless, our Moonlight Church would never dress .” “D-damned scoundrel, who let you look.” Sukra blushed, pressed down her skirt, and furiously swung her little fists at Dreyne. “Tsk, no wonder you analyzed me so precisely, saying it in such detail like it’s real, turns out you were projecting your thoughts onto me.” Dreyne repeatedly blocked the little fists, looking down with contempt, “Let me guess, you wore it on purpose!” The boomerang hit right on the back, Sukra’s face reddened as she babbled about incomprehensible divine decrees, making Dreyne laugh, filling the inside and outside of the living room with joyful air. One with white hair, one with gray, two losers. Second-floor master bedroom. Anastasia saw Mona and Vizi were full, she couldn’t hold it in either, slowly closed her eyes, and called for the Dark Goddess to descend. Goddess, come out and clean up! What did she say before, that this saintess thing should be removed from the Dark Church, especially Anastasia, a saintess full of filth, a disgrace to the darkness, she’ll never step into the Divine Nation in this lifetime. Discover more novels at noᴠelfire.net