“Is this really the Trident of the sea god Poseidon?”
Orionix’s eyes were fixed on the Trident at his feet, seemingly unable to believe it.
How many years had it been since the Trident was last seen?
Now it suddenly appeared before him, brought out by a Mortal Deity…
William sat there, smiling, “You judge for yourself.”
As a Nature Deity, he should have some discernment, right?
Even though William had sealed its power, a discerning person could still recognize the special runes carved on it.
Orionix examined the Trident at his feet seriously.
Though he couldn’t feel the power of the Trident, the special runes carved on it seemed extraordinary. 𝘪𝑎.𝘤𝑜𝘮
This was definitely not some trashy magical artifact…
Orionix stretched out his hand, then quickly retracted it.
He dared not actually pick it up.
Having lived to his current stature, he was cunning. Rubbing his hands together, he laughed, “Mr. Johnson really knows how to joke, why would your identity need any proof? I was just making a little joke with you, you wouldn’t mind, right?”
Since William had declared himself a disciple of the sea god Poseidon and produced something resembling the Trident, what else was there to verify?
All he needed to do was wait. If Drakaina killed William…
If it was a fake disciple of Poseidon, it would be one thing, but if true, Drakaina might be in big trouble.
Real or fake, better to treat him as the real deal!
The Trident of the sea god, the reputation of this artifact was too significant, and since Orionix couldn’t verify its authenticity, he might as well not try.
“Lord Orionix has quite a sense of humor,” William played along with a smile, then directly took back the Trident.
Orionix laughed, “Isn’t it just that the atmosphere seemed a bit tense?”
“I think those people have already gone to the place I mentioned. You’re so idle, still in the mood to joke with me?” William squinted at Orionix.
Talking with these cunning as a fox individuals was somewhat more interesting.
Orionix chuckled dryly, “Mr. Johnson, stop joking with me. A hundred miles to the east, that’s Holy Cross Church, Catholic territory. There’s no way…”
At this point, the smile on Orionix’s face became somewhat stiff, and he couldn’t finish his sentence.
However, William smiled and said, “I’m not hiding anything from you. Beneath Holy Cross Church, five hundred feet deep… there really are ancient frost dragon remains.”
“No way?!” Orionix swallowed hard.
Over the years, the relationship between the gods of Olympus and the Catholic Church had gradually become harmonious, to the point where the gods of Olympus and the Catholic Church had jointly formed the Divine Alliance.
Holy Cross Church, located near Blizzard City, actively proselytizes and recruits disciples, and its influence is not weak.
The bishop of Holy Cross Church is also under the protection of the Virgin Mary, and his strength is unfathomable. William is leading everyone to Holy Cross Church and wants to dig five hundred feet down?
Is he trying to provoke a conflict?
“Can’t you defeat that guy from Holy Cross Church?” William suddenly asked.
Orionix shook his head, “I can’t.”
“I can!” William stood up and said, “Let’s go! Let’s check it out. I don’t think we can wait until tomorrow.”
At this moment, Orionix truly believed that William was a disciple of the sea god Poseidon. 𝑖𝘳𝑎.𝒸ℴ𝘮
For a Mortal Deity to be this bold…
Of course, if what he had brought out was indeed the Trident, then he certainly had the capital to be bold.
The fact that the sea god Poseidon entrusted the Trident to a disciple of only Mortal Deity level shows how much he values William.
But even if William were to defeat the bishop of Holy Cross Church, it’s likely that tensions would arise between the gods of Olympus and the Catholic Church.
After all, William is carrying the title of a disciple of the sea god Poseidon!
Orionix inexplicably panicked. William had just entered the city and was already causing such a big scene.
What exactly did he want to do?
He couldn’t help but start doubting again in his mind. Was he really a disciple of the sea god Poseidon?
Would a disciple of Poseidon do something like this?
William had already walked to the restaurant’s door, while Orionix hadn’t moved from his spot.
“Lord Orionix, would you mind opening the door?” William looked back at him.
Orionix laughed, “Sorry, I don’t know how to open this magical barrier either. We have to wait four hours for it to open automatically. How about we wait, and I personally cook a meal for you?”
Orionix’s feelings were complicated at the moment. He wanted to stop William.
Because if William really did take down Holy Cross Church, a major conflict between the gods of Olympus and the Catholic Church, even with the Shapeshifters, would start from his Blizzard City.
Likewise, he wanted to test one last time whether William truly was a disciple of Poseidon.
After all, the magical barrier was maintained by him, and with Mortal Deity level strength, William theoretically shouldn’t be able to leave.
Unless, the Trident in his hand was real, and he could wield its power…
But if that were the case, and William used the Trident to destroy the barrier and forcibly open the door, Orionix would inevitably be injured as well!
Internally, Orionix cursed repeatedly as if wanting to vocalize his frustration.
Now he was stuck between a rock and a hard place: opening the door or not.
William smirked, “Is that so?”
Without saying much more, he pulled out the Trident and slowly raised it in front of Orionix. A pure energy, as if from the era of the ancient gods, was released, the terrifying pressure rendering Orionix immobile.
Sweat rolled down Orionix’s forehead, his pupils dilated, staring fixedly at the Trident in William’s hand. At that moment, he realized he couldn’t control the magical barrier inside the room…
Damn, if that trident comes down, the magical barrier is definitely broken, and he would probably be severely injured!
Just as William was about to thrust the trident, Orionix’s heart nearly leaped out of his chest. He opened his mouth but found he couldn’t speak…
That damned oppressive feeling!!!
At that moment, William simply reached out, pushed the door, and walked out.
Orionix realized he wasn’t injured?
No!
How did he get out?
He just pushed the door open and left?
What about the magical barrier?
Orionix, still in shock and bewildered, saw that William hadn’t used the Trident, yet he had ignored his magical barrier.
This was getting absurd.
“Lord Orionix really loves to joke, doesn’t he? Isn’t the door open? What magical barrier?” William laughed, “You scared me so much I almost used this big fork to open the door.”
“…” Orionix had something on his mind but wasn’t sure if it was appropriate to say.
Who was scaring whom, exactly?
If you were just going to push the door open, why lift the trident?
Is that thing to be used so casually?
“Heh heh… Mr. Johnson, you’re quite humorous too.” Orionix was really almost scared into having a heart attack by William today.
He could now be one hundred percent certain that William was a disciple of the sea god Poseidon, because that oppressive feeling from before couldn’t be mistaken.
But whether William was really of Mortal Deity level strength, he wasn’t sure.
Or maybe, William had other magical artifacts on him.
Ah, there was no helping it, he had to follow him now, just hoping William wouldn’t escalate things too much.
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