504 I’ve resigned
Moros naturally wished to promote witchcraft and restore the former glory of the Shaman religion. However, he was uncertain about William’s stance on this matter. While William allowed his soul’s incarnation to spread witchcraft, it was unclear if he would permit Moros himself to descend to the Prime World.
“You coming down from the Divine Realm to recruit disciples is not a problem,” said William as he stood up and let Erebus take his place. “But wherever you are, there should be some rules.”
“Anyone returning to the Prime World, regardless of their identity or race, should abide by the local laws,” William continued. “It would be best if they register upon arrival and live in a designated area. Of course, if they don’t wish to, consider it unsaid.”
Currently, only beings of the Nature Deity level and above could directly traverse from the Divine Realm to the Prime World, and their power was sufficient to disrupt the world’s balance.
William had this idea, but he also wondered if he was being too intrusive. Dictating rules based on his likes and dislikes wasn’t really his role. For now, it was more like suggesting an opinion.
It would be best if the elites of the Divine Realm discussed and decided among themselves, perhaps in a meeting. .
Moros nodded in agreement. “I think that’s a good idea!”
It was a joke to consider William’s suggestion as just an opinion. It was more like a leader proposing a decision at a meeting, even if phrased as a question.
Could Moros dare to disagree?
“Let’s talk about it later,” said William. “Is there anything else?”
Moros shook his head. “I just came to ask. If it’s possible, I’ll bring other deities of witchcraft over.”
“Suit yourself, but you’re responsible for anyone you bring,” replied William, not really inclined to prevent others from coming.
Having spent a considerable time with William, Moros knew he wasn’t the type to meddle in others’ affairs. As long as the deities of witchcraft didn’t actively seek their demise, they wouldn’t face death.
After bidding farewell to William, Luna and Erebus stared at him blankly.
“Mr. Johnson, has the Divine Realm descended?”
Indeed, Luna and Erebus were quite powerful, but they had been so engrossed in their fun and games lately that they were unaware of the Divine Realm’s descent.
“Yes, it has. Is there something you need?”
Luna and Erebus both shook their heads.
Recently, they had almost forgotten what they had come to the Prime World for…
Weren’t they supposed to resurrect their father deity?
What had they been doing all this time?
Initially, they were keen on enhancing their own powers, but now, their days revolved around chips, cola, and video games…
After a long pause, Luna tentatively asked, “Mr. Johnson, can we leave for a while?”
“You can go if you want,” William replied, not inclined to forcibly keep the kids with him.
In principle, he was an employee of the 13th Bureau and had no reason to interfere with Luna and Erebus as long as they didn’t harm ordinary people or disturb public order.
William could guess what Luna and Erebus were planning to do.
“Then we’ll take our leave, and thank you, Mr. Johnson, for your care during this time.”
Although Luna and Erebus hadn’t been fiercely focused on improving their strength, they had made remarkable progress.
Being near William had brought them many benefits.
Now, the two kids’ powers were comparable to a Creator Deity, and with their racial talents, they could challenge anyone except heavyweights like Moros.
In the Divine Realm, the power level of a Shapeshifter lord is generally around Elemental Deity, with powerful lords like Lernaeus far surpassing the average Nature Deity and even capable of battling Creator Deities.
Luna and Erebus could now be called the Grand Lords of the Shapeshifters.
Of course, above the Grand Lords of the Shapeshifters, there are even stronger beings known as the Kings of the Shapeshifters.
At such a young age, the two kids already possessed such strength. If they returned to the Divine Realm, they would either be targeted and killed by some of the Kings of the Shapeshifters, or they would be protected by others until they grew stronger.
From the first time he met them, William knew they had a contract with the entity he had expelled from his body.
Their departure now probably meant they were off to slay those “Chosen Ones.”
Including those Shapeshifter lords who still had contracts, they were likely to take some action as well.
William could have annulled Luna and Erebus’ contracts, but some things he just didn’t bother to intervene in anymore.
It was better to just watch quietly.
When Erebus and Luna chose to leave, Steven called William in the afternoon, informing him that all the Shapeshifter lords at the 13th Bureau, except for Oxys, had resigned…
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It was also at this time that William decided to resign from the 13th Bureau.
It seemed better not to work there anymore.
The next day, twenty-three students from the Soulmancer Academy mysteriously disappeared.
Moros and eleven deities of witchcraft descended to Earth.
A Shapeshifter lord who attempted to attack Lucien was killed on the spot by Moros.
When William saw Lucien again, he noticed that the power within him had grown significantly stronger.
It’s known that killing a “Chosen One” can bring about retaliation from dark forces, so the Shapeshifter lords would surely pay a corresponding price after killing a “Chosen One.”
Of course, it’s not ruled out that they might gain some benefits from it.
These matters were no longer of concern to William.
“Mr. Johnson, I have brought the other eleven deities of witchcraft with me.” Moros didn’t bring the deities of witchcraft directly to William, but instead spoke to him first, “Do you want to meet them, or is there anything you would like to instruct them?”
William, staying in his villa, glanced at Moros and said, “Just make sure they don’t harm ordinary people.”
He had already let Luna and others kill, so he couldn’t really control the deities of witchcraft as well.
Moros laughed, “Mr. Johnson is joking, right? We’ve come to promote witchcraft, how could we possibly harm ordinary people?”
William nodded, “Alright, then you can leave if there’s nothing else.”
Moros looked a bit complicated and said, “Then, Mr. Johnson, you must already know about the Shapeshifter lords going around killing people.”
William nodded, “What does that have to do with me? I’ve resigned.”
“Resigned?” Moros was puzzled. William used to handle such matters, it couldn’t just be because he was an employee of the 13th Bureau, right?
“Yes, resigned. So, if there’s nothing important, don’t bother me!” William said coldly, “Some of your deities of witchcraft look quite appetizing.” .𝒎
Moros was stunned.
It was like going back tens of thousands of years.
Looking appetizing wasn’t exactly a good thing.
Moros then asked, “Then, can we act against those Shapeshifter lords? To protect humans?”
“Whatever you want!” William knew what Moros was thinking.
To promote witchcraft and make people accept Shamanism, they had to do something that seemed beneficial to humans. Regardless of their motives, the Shapeshifter lords attacking humans, and their actions, could be considered a balance.
William had anticipated this, which was why he resigned from the 13th Bureau.
Balance, after all, always exists.
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