Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon

The dispute on the other side was still ongoing. However, as Shandela and Ryan stepped forward to express their support, more and more people began to shift towards Elise’s proposition.

Only Sir Hollis and two other Royal Guards remained as supporters of Mekefa.

Seeing the situation at hand, Chaoyang decided to end the discussion, "According to the principle of the minority yielding to the majority, I will arrange for the train to detach the latter half of its carriages to take the injured back to Thistlefort. Additionally, all other non-combat explorers should also return. Mr. Yukel, your Executive Priest will escort them. No problem, right?"

"Of course, please leave it to me," agreed the man promptly.

"Wait, Your Excellency the Divine Envoy!" Mekefa quickly interjected, "You represent only the Paradise Sect, and the decisions about this exploration team’s stay or departure should be made by ourselves—"

"Then leave the water, food, and get off the train to discuss further," Chaoyang replied indifferently.

"What?" The latter didn’t catch on at first.

"This steam train is provided by the Paradise Sect, as have been all the food and weapon supplies along the way. We even proposed the development plan for City of Defense first. If you think the exploration team is an independent operation, then please first remove all the support you’ve received from the Paradise Sect."

"You—!" Mekefa clenched his fist tightly, forgetting all forms of polite speech.

This place was already part of the Misty Borderlands, even Grandmaster Level Warriors, strong enough to not fear those creatures, would still get lost in the endless sea of mist without the guidance of a spirit lamp.

To leave the range of the train lights now would be akin to suicide!

"So, do you still think my decision stands?" Chaoyang deliberately asked.

"..." Mekefa stared at him darkly for a long time before slowly responding, "We’ll carry out the plan. But please don’t forget, since the Paradise Sect dares to make this decision, you also have to be responsible for the corresponding outcome."

"Since we’ve reached a consensus, let’s get going with this plan," Chaoyang clapped his hands, "Time waits for no one; if we move quickly, we might even reach City of Defense before midnight."

’Are you really going to continue forward?’ Leisk asked, his tone full of unease.

’Yeah, don’t worry too much,’ Chaoyang reassured, ’The Mist God might be a divinity, but so is the Paradise Master. Besides, haven’t you been without her divine oracle for a long time? Don’t you want to see what exactly happened in City of Defense?’

Leisk hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly.

’I believe in your strength.’

Chaoyang then switched to a private channel with the Angel, ’You heard my conversation with Leisk. Most of us use replaceable shells, and even if we die, we only lose some wishing power, but it’s different for you. If something goes wrong...’

’Do you have to say the same thing every time we face high-risk situations?’ Ailuodi interrupted unconcernedly, ’We have a contract, Demon. You provide me wishing power, I ensure your safety, and so far, everything you’ve done is within my accepted range, so you know what I’ll do.’

’Fine, I knew I couldn’t persuade you,’ Chaoyang sighed lightly, ’Just be cautious and don’t overexert yourself.’

’Hehe, naturally,’ Ailuodi even deliberately made a silly face.

After everyone left the carriage, he specifically called for Kokomoqi.

"I want to ask, how much do you know about creatures of the mist?"

Rex might be the Envoy of Mist, but he could only summon the Hidden Mist and would not recklessly venture deep into the Misty Zone, possessing only limited knowledge about it.

There is no point in mentioning Shi Yin; it claims to know everything, but it cannot convey that knowledge in human language. For example, regarding the human-faced bird they just encountered, its only explanation was: "This is a bird monster."

As for the Magic Goddess, reputed to have lived over nine hundred years old, given the positive correlation between age and knowledge, she should be the most learned in the team.

"There are no Misty Zones in the northern mountains, how would Yu know?" Kokomoqi looked as if to say, "who am I supposed to ask?" "The cities under my protection are all doing well, with the standard of living rising year after year. There’s no breeding ground for heretics, so naturally, there’s no mist to attract them."

"No, haven’t you thought about learning about creatures over the years?"

"Yu hates bugs."

The little girl replied decisively.

Chaoyang was at a loss for words.

What kind of amateur troupe is this!

"Perhaps I can answer you," someone suddenly said.

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Chaoyang instinctively shuddered and took a step forward before turning back to look.

There was no one behind him.

"I am here," he said again.

It was then that Chaoyang realized the speaker stood behind the Magic Goddess, his figure semi-transparent, almost blending into the interior walls of the carriage.

This ability to evade detection made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Could you at least give a heads up before you show up next time?" Kokomoqi frowned and said.

"Sorry, I will be careful next time."

"He is Engfelt, the God of Heroes I mentioned to you."

"I offer you my sincere apologies, Your Excellency the Paradise Master," the other party placed their right hand on their chest, performing a perfect bow, "My impulsive actions resulted in the damage to your incarnation. Although Lady Kokomoqi believes you to be a true deity, personally, I cannot fully trust you. However, after observing these past days, I haven’t detected any anomalies nor sensed any hostility towards Lady Kokomoqi from you, so I am willing to lend you a hand in this operation."

These past days? Chaoyang repressed the discomfort in his heart and spoke with feigned sarcasm, "How come it sounds like you are just another follower of the Magic Goddess? Aren’t you a divinity too?"

"I am merely a warrior, unable to bear the burden of divinities," he replied without taking offense and openly accepted this fact, "At my most confused, Lady Kokomoqi guided me. In a sense, I indeed am her protector; of course... you may as well see it as being a follower, though that’s just another term of derision."

Is this a divinity born in an era when humanity craved for heroes?

Indeed... the personalities of the divinities are very diverse.

"Well, let’s start over. I’m the Paradise Master, not some Evil God," Chaoyang extended his hand.

The other party looked up and extended their hand too, "If you’re willing to let bygones be bygones, I will do everything in my power to assist you."

’Shi Yin!’

Chaoyang silently called out in his heart.

’Understood.’

Suddenly, a presence emerged from his arm, enveloping their clasped hands like a bubble. It then quivered slightly, emitting a satisfied purr, "Ah... indeed, this guy reeks. This stench... no mistake, it must be from the Rot Divine."

As they withdrew their hands, Engfelt’s figure suddenly became opaque—he turned into a real Shadow, fully visible to the senses of The Divine Country. Chaoyang could even see a set of data from the interface.

Latter Divine: 3.

"Is that so... Was your homeland destroyed by the Rot Divine?" Chaoyang rotated his wrist, raising the corner of his mouth as he asked.

He was taken aback, "How did you know? Did Lady Kokomoqi..."

"Yu didn’t tell him," the little girl immediately denied, "At least not in that much detail."

Engfelt narrowed his eyes, gazing sharply at Chaoyang.

The latter maintained the smile from before while also preparing for a counterattack—in this moment, the God of Heroes was completely unaware that he had lost the ability to remain invisible, and if he dared to make a move, Chaoyang was confident he could take him down.