William didn’t refuse and followed Zoey and the others out the back door of the classroom, leaving a group of students looking at each other in confusion.
Are they not attending the class? .
Clearly, Zoey didn’t care whether the class continued or not.
What surprised William was that Zoey actually called Delmar her uncle.
Delmar harbored a fragment of the sea god Poseidon’s soul, and Zoey was a reincarnation of Artemis.
Now he was Zoey’s uncle?
Indeed, the attraction of their blood relationship was significant.
Moreover, choosing this moment to appear made William suspect Delmar had some special intentions.
“William, Artemis’ husband, is it really you?” Delmar excitedly grabbed William’s hand as he came out.
“Artemis’ husband?” Zoey curiously looked at her uncle and then at William, mainly unsure what calling William ‘Artemis’ husband’ meant.
…
Was William married?
William pulled away his hand, saying, “Don’t call me that! That was ages ago. Now you’re Delmar, and Artemis is no more. Why still call me Artemis’ husband?”
“But you still are Artemis’ husband!” Delmar stroked his non-existent beard, glanced at Zoey, then back at William, and smiled, “Your bond over hundreds of thousands of years, and in this life, it was I who guided Artemis’ soul to possess the Warrior God Constitution in Zoey, enabling you to find her. You truly are a fated couple.”
William realized, “You intentionally guided Artemis’ soul into Zoey’s body?”
Delmar nodded, “Hey! Of course. If Zoey didn’t possess Artemis’ soul and the Warrior God Constitution, how could she remember the ancient secrets?”
William stared at Delmar, wondering if he had any sinister plans or strange quirks. The initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.
“William, didn’t you go to the Divine Realm?” Delmar asked, “I couldn’t find you there. Did you, like Artemis, choose to reincarnate?”
“…”
William fell silent.
He had forgotten that during his world-destroying strike back then, it seemed none of the gods had reacted in time, and they didn’t even know it was him who did it…
In their memory, there was only a powerful and mysterious figure known as the Obliterator.
Perhaps they even thought that this powerful Obliterator had perished in that catastrophe…
“Cough!” William said, “Yes, I chose to reincarnate too.”
He certainly couldn’t tell Delmar that the reason they all perished was because of him.
Well, so many years have passed, it’s better not to dwell on the past.
Why not live in harmony?
“What’s your power level now? A novice Soulmancer?” Delmar sized up William.
Though currently without much power, Delmar still possessed a fragment of the sea god Poseidon’s soul, allowing him to discern others’ power levels.
Zoey muttered, “He’s invincible!”
That’s what William himself had said, and Zoey believed it. Moreover, she had already sparred with William and knew she couldn’t beat him.
Delmar nodded, “Makes sense. With your memories, your power level is bound to increase eventually. Being invincible is just a matter of time.”
How formidable was William back then! He easily broke Delmar’s Godslayer Sword formation. Who else could do that?
Claiming he’s invincible wasn’t an exaggeration.
William didn’t refute but instead said, “Do you know Moros is also in the school? He came here through witchcraft from the Divine Realm, a soul possessing a human, but with great power.”
“…” Delmar fell silent for a while, then said, “He probably won’t recognize me. It’s fine.”
William chuckled, “If I can recognize you, why wouldn’t he? With your deep-sea blue robe and trident-shaped brooch, and the magician’s attire, even if he doesn’t recognize you, he could guess.”
Delmar was silent again, then hurriedly urged William, “Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go! That guy and I have deep grudges in the Divine Realm. If he finds out I’m here, he might kill me on the spot.”
“He’s a soul possession, he must have some power!”
William didn’t argue, because Moros approached them, surprisingly smiling at William: “Mr. Johnson, where are you all headed?”
Zoey replied, “We’re going for barbecue. Want to join us?”
“That sounds great! I’m eager to try the cuisine of this world.” Moros, dressed in a suit and tie, looking very refined, happily agreed. Being a man who had memorized the Oxford English Dictionary, he probably knew what barbecue was, just hadn’t tasted it yet.
Delmar was completely flabbergasted. He had just arrived at the Soulmancer Academy, and now was he going to be directly obliterated by Moros?
Moros was a notoriously formidable figure. If he discovered Delmar was the sea god Poseidon with currently limited combat ability, wouldn’t he just kill him?
Many of his divine artifacts were lost to William in a bet and now collected by him.
Presently, Delmar was only a fragment of a soul without his divine artifacts. Even if he had some special abilities, his current physical body couldn’t fully utilize them. At best, he could handle an average Soulmancer, but he stood no chance against Moros.
Moros, after all, was a powerful being who controlled the forces of space.
A deity of witchcraft with control over spatial forces could probably kill him with a mere thought by warping space.
Just when he thought of hiding, Zoey openly invited Moros for barbecue?
Was she tired of her uncle living too comfortably?
“This friend, I haven’t seen you before,” Moros said, eyeing Delmar, his brow furrowing…
The Poseidon of the past was radiant, surrounded by a brilliance like the depths of the sea, seemingly standing upon churning waves. His body was draped in a shimmering sea-blue robe, flowing with an enchanting luster. In his hand, he held a trident pulsating with the essence of the ocean. He single-handedly invaded the sacred ground of witchcraft, leaving countless believers fallen under his trident. Even when Moros intervened with his spatial powers, he couldn’t capture Poseidon, who left unscathed after wreaking havoc.
Delmar then remembered that back in his golden palace under the sea or at the Olympus Temple, he more often wore a white robe, especially when at home or drinking with William…
“Hello, I’m Delmar.”
“A priest?!” Moros harbors resentment not only against the sea god Poseidon but also against all the Olympian gods and their followers. These are the people he dislikes the most.
“Hmm!” Delmar suddenly realized something was amiss…
This attire might still spell his doom.
Oh well! Let it be!
It’s just a fragment of a soul, no big loss. Knowing that William and Artemis are together is what matters.
As William was about to play the role of a peacemaker, he heard Delmar declare, “Actually, I am the sea god Poseidon.”
Wow!!!
William frowned at Delmar, thinking to himself, “Well, well, well!”
Seeking death so directly?
Forget it!
I’m not helping anymore, not helping!
Who to blame for seeking one’s own demise?
Just a moment ago, he was talking about having grudges with someone, and now he dares to reveal his identity?
Who else but him should die?
Upon hearing this, Moros sized up Delmar and then burst into laughter, “Little priest, you’re good at bluffing! Do you think I’ve never seen Poseidon? I like your audacity in impersonating a deity. How about joining me to study witchcraft?”
Even William found their interaction amusing. One just revealed his true identity, and the other didn’t believe it, even considering poaching him.
Moros inviting the sea god Poseidon to join the witchcraft cult…
What a showy move!
After a moment of contemplation, Delmar actually took off his sea-blue robe and nodded seriously, “Alright, I think that’s a good proposal!”
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