Still not showing any sign of panic, the Beast God casually closed the friend chat bar that came with His Authority, as if nothing had happened at all.
So Truth raised her head and continued to ask, her gaze wicked yet carrying a hint of innocence:
“Why aren’t you sending the message? Didn’t you already finish typing it out?”
That Rui Beast seems to be up to some little trick, huh? Trying to call for backup right in front of her?
“…” The Beast God didn’t answer. After a cold sweat dripped down His forehead, He responded:
“Just say it directly, what do you want? My only condition is that you’re not allowed to lay a hand on me and Wilona…”
Every loss brings a gain. As one of the weakest deities, the Beast God, who isn’t strong in combat, could be said to have maxed out survival skills.
Much like the Prophet Goddess, who is Eleventh Rank but only has combat power barely reaching Nine-Rank, the Prophet Goddess has maxed out Stealth and Scout, allowing her to avoid almost all misfortunes in advance.Meanwhile
Meanwhile, the Beast God is blessed with constant Good Luck.
With several hundred years of accumulated Good Luck, from the Species War to the Divine War, every time He encountered misfortune, He would rely on His luck to turn danger into safety, ultimately securing His position as a dominant force in the Northern Domain. He maintained good relations with all factions, and even the Demon Race and Original Demons had no particular interest in targeting Him.
But Good Luck isn’t omnipotent. There are simply too many unstable factors, such as the Blood Demon right in front of Him. Who knows what’s going through her mind right now? He’s just afraid she might suddenly act on a whim and attack…
…Fortunately, the Beast God is a Rui Beast, capable of glimpsing a portion of Causality to make the best choice in the moment!
After Truth’s fate became intertwined with the Beast God’s, He sensed that if He didn’t want His future to fall into endless darkness, the best choice at hand was—to obediently listen to the Blood Demon!
Then Truth decisively shook her head and said:
“No way!”
“Huh?! Why… not?” The Beast God was stunned. Wait, His conditions were already this lenient, and she still wouldn’t accept?!
Truth held up two fingers: “That counts as two conditions!”
“…” The Beast God fell silent. So she was just bargaining after all?
“Fine…”
“Good.” Truth nodded. “Then since you’ve already made two conditions, it’s not too much for me to make one request too, right? Two to one, you’re getting the better deal!”
“You only have one request?”
The Beast God was a bit surprised. He didn’t expect this Blood Demon to be so ungreedy.
She seemed a bit different from the demons He’d encountered before.If
If it were any other demon, they’d probably be opening their mouth wide, demanding Divine Authority or rule over the Northern Region.
“Yes, just one.” Truth gave Him a look that said “I’m letting you off easy,” then stated her condition:
“My condition is simple. Get me a Legendary Grade weapon!”
“A Legendary weapon?!”
The Beast God fell silent again, while inwardly feeling nothing but contempt for Truth.
Sigh… well, this was demon nature after all.He
He was such a fool for having harbored even a sliver of expectation toward this Blood Demon, only for her to start making things difficult for Him right away!
“Hey, speak up!” Truth demanded with her hands on her hips.
“Why do you always answer immediately every time I ask you something? Are you looking down on me? Want a beating, huh?! Let me tell you, even though you can escape my grasp right now, for the rest of your life you’ll forever be shrouded in fear because of me. I’ll make it so that just hearing my name makes you…”
“No! I absolutely don’t mean to look down on you, I was just thinking.” The Beast God hastily cut off Truth’s intimidation.
“Apologize to me!” Truth continued to press relentlessly, and the Beast God lowered His head once more to apologize, still refusing to lose His temper:
“I’m sorry…”
Hah, trying to provoke me? No way! I’ve been a laid-back existence for centuries, there’s no way I’d get angry over such a trivial matter! Then the Beast God continued:
“I hope you won’t get angry at what I’m about to say next. I was just thinking, there’s no way I can provide you with a Legendary weapon in a short amount of time. Over the centuries, most Legendary weapons have been lost due to the Species War and the Divine War. The number remaining is pitifully few, estimated at no more than fifty, and most of them are currently in the hands of other deities or King-rank Adventurers. As for me…”
The Beast God paused: “I only have a few Legendary Items on me. I’m truly sorry.”
“Ha! You don’t even have a single Legendary weapon? How are you even a deity? Are you that useless?”
Truth was getting a bit angry. She had initially thought her Lucky Feather was working, helping her find some pushover deity to bully, but she hadn’t expected this one to be so soft that He didn’t even have a decent weapon!
Items can only be re-randomized into items, and weapons can only be re-randomized into weapons, so Truth absolutely had to find a Legendary weapon.
“Wait, I told you not to get angry yet!” The Beast God slightly raised His front paw, trying to pacify the somewhat hot-tempered Blood Demon:
“Although I can’t give you a weapon directly, didn’t I mention earlier that I’d gift you a Hundred Years of Good Luck! I can condense that hundred years of Good Luck into a single feather and have you carry it with you at all times. Besides, I’m a Rui Beast, right? Afterwards, I’ll use all that luck to help you locate a Legendary weapon. What do you think of this method?”
After just a few minutes of interaction, the Beast God had more or less figured out this Blood Demon’s personality.
She was quick-tempered and might not be the most pleasant to deal with, but at least this type of demon didn’t have any hidden schemes.
And demons with this kind of personality were generally extremely confident in their own strength—otherwise, they couldn’t have developed such an arrogant disposition…
Truth also mulled it over for a bit. Using the Rui Beast’s ability to search for a Legendary weapon… Although it felt a bit intangible, having something was better than nothing:
“Fine, let’s go with that for now. So how exactly are you going to transfer the Good Luck to me?”
“Very simple. I’ll gather a hundred years of Good Luck into one of the feathers on my wings and give it to you. You just need to carry it with you at all times, and the luck will take effect in real time.”
As He spoke, the Beast God extended one of His wings, preparing to pluck one of the feathers.
But then Truth promptly stopped Him:
“No need to pluck it, I already have one of your feathers right here. Use this one.”
Truth touched her hair, and the next second, a stray strand of hair that had been pressed beneath the rest instantly transformed into the Lucky Feather Wilona had given her.
This made the Beast God freeze again. Isn’t this the feather I gave to the Cat? How does this demon have it?!
That demon must have stolen the Cat’s stuff! The Beast God thought to Himself.
But faced with this situation, the Beast God wasn’t angry—instead, He felt a trace of relief.
Good thing He hadn’t given any valuable items to Wilona back then, otherwise they might have all ended up in this Blood Demon’s hands.
Indeed, the Beast God had originally wanted to give Wilona some precious magical items, but just as she was about to receive the gifts, the Beast God suddenly noticed that a small portion of Wilona’s future fate had dimmed.
This indicated that after receiving those precious gifts, Wilona would definitely experience something bad!
Like having her things stolen and such…
So to this day, the Beast God only agreed to give Wilona things that matched the value of her current Rank, and He also demanded that the Pharaoh not spoil her either.
At the same time, He had given Wilona a Bone Flute that could summon Him at any time, just in case…
After taking Truth’s Lucky Feather, the Beast God began to glow with flowing light all over His body as He channeled His luck into it.
Then, He immediately began to feel some regret. Did He really have to pour a hundred years of Good Luck into this?
Wouldn’t that be a massive loss for Him?!
He’d only lived for about five hundred years so far, and now, right after meeting this Blood Demon, He had to give away a fifth of His life’s Good Luck… No matter how He looked at it, He just couldn’t bear to part with it!
Maybe… just give her ten years and see? It’s not like this demon would be able to tell the difference… right?