Book 5: Chapter 177: Little Rabbit
“Did you feel that?” Moore turned his gaze north solemnly.
“Of course,” Myre replied while chewing on the rabbit she had roasted. However, the shock had dulled her taste buds so she could barely taste what she was eating.
“The aura of the Divine realm…” she mumbled.
Moore grew anxious. “I thought no beings of the Divine realm could exist here. What was that just now?”
“No beings of the demigod realm or beyond can exist here… This is a rule set by the old crone herself and even she abides by it. Frankly, I’m clueless as to where this unknown being of the Divine realm came from.”
Myre shook her head, losing her appetite for the rabbit. She tossed it casually into the fire pit and kicked dirt over the flames to put them out. “Fortunately, we were right to wait. If someone hadn’t lured that wild deity out beforehand, we might have been the unfortunate ones instead.”
“What do you mean…?” Moore looked at her dumbly, unable to catch on. “Are you suggesting we continue with the plan? But there’s a deity on the opposite side. What can we, mere beings who resort to stealing mortal bodies, hope to achieve? Shouldn’t we wait for reinforcements or some sort of support?”
“Reinforcements? What good would that do?”
Myre looked at the sky and sneered coldly. “Before those above decide to fall out with the old crone, the reinforcements they can send are all fragments of divine sense like you and me. They can’t even compare to a demigod. Can a few more of them beat a real deity?”