Cthulhu Gonfalon

It was like a sea of happiness in Void City.

Although the celebration didn’t start officially, many of people had celebrated it anyway.

It had been too pleasant a victory this time!

To be honest, His Majesty, the Void Mask had earned great merits these years. He had won many times in fighting, or in other words, in others’ impression, he had never lost in a fight.

However, was there any victory that could be as great as this time?

In terms of quantity, he had killed nearly a hundred gods and disabled many others this time. It was said that the God of Fear was still being chased by the God of Justice all over the world.

In terms of quality, this time he had disabled a great Divine Power and driven another great Divine Power away. He had also badly beaten a number of mid-level Divine Powers. As for the low-level and weak Divine Powers, they were not calculated, since there was no need to count the dead ones.

Most importantly, he had killed a lot of evil gods! Actually, in this war, all the gods that had been killed by Sui Xiong were evil guys!

There was a saying on the earth: killing the evil is to save the good and punishing the evil is to promote goodness. It was true in this world, too. To eliminate the evil ones was to save the good ones.

How could they eliminate the evil ones? That would be a hard task.

But, how could they eliminate the evil in the most efficient way? That was easy—just kill all the evil gods!

The evil gods were not only the peak of the evil masters but also the background for those bad guys. This time, more than one hundred of them had been killed, and that made countless bad guys lose their patrons. For them, the best thing to do would be to keep a low profile for a period of time and find a new patron, if they could. For those that would have no patrons from now on, they should be more obedient and not do too many evil things. The worst result would be that they would be killed by their old enemies since they had lost the protection of their patrons, and they would go to hell to be punished according to their evils.

There was news that in the capital of all the countries, at least twenty evil leaders had been killed, and many aggressive and arrogant bad guys had hidden themselves from their enemies now or directly ran away with their fortune to somewhere nobody knew. There were a lot of good guys that had been smart in social matters and were preparing to kill more evil guys.

For the mortals, that was the best news!

The gods were too far from the mortals, and it was these bad guys that were in front of them every day. These normal people didn’t clearly understand what the Void Mask killing more than one hundred evil gods meant, but they clearly knew that after this war, the bad guys in different places would be obedient for a long period of time and many of them would even die.

For the people in Void City, some of them just wanted to make a fortune or to open up a career here. The others were sad people that had been forced to leave their hometowns by the bad guys there; so did the old pioneers of the whole Republic of Northwest. They all had a sad past and had some hatred in their heart that would never be forgotten until their death.

This time, seeing that their enemies would be in trouble, the hatred that had been kept in their hearts for several years, decades, and even from the beginning of their ancestors went away. They were very happy!

There should be a celebration for their happiness, and they wanted to sing and dance.

For those who had dared to leave their hometowns and adventure here, they might not be powerful, but they had to be brave. And there was no such rule of “singing and dancing are forbidden during work in Void City,” so many of them couldn’t help but sing when they were doing their work.

What were they singing? It was naturally something to express their happiness. Certainly, nobody would sing a sad song at this moment.

When others heard this song, they felt it was wonderful to express their happy mood. Then, many people couldn’t help joining in on the singing.

So a lot of people were singing here, and others began to dance. Gradually, the whole Void City was full of joy.

Not only in Void City, but also in all the towns of the Republic of Northwest and even those villages, people were celebrating the victory happily after they got the news.

Sui Xiong and his friends were chatting, and he was shocked at the scene when he took a look occasionally at the people.

How did the Republic of Northwest suddenly play an Indian opera? This was crazy!

He was puzzled, so he asked somebody about the reason. Then he realized why they were so happy, and he couldn’t help laugh.

“What a surprise! I didn’t expect that there would be such a result!”

Sui Xiong touched his chin with his tentacles—let’s assume that jellyfishes had chins. He imagined that the bad guys all over the world were in a panic after losing their patrons, so he laughed happily.

Only then did he feel that he had made a right choice to fight in this war. He had not only protected his God’s Kingdom and his people, but also, more importantly, he had promoted the development of justice!

I’m competent for being the God of Development and Progress (tentatively). Indeed, I have made great contributions to the world!

He couldn’t help but hum a song when he thought of this.

It was getting dark, but the lights were shining brightly in Void City. Usually, the evening had been a good time for those spenders to enjoy life, but tonight, things were different.

In this world, most of the people who could enjoy freely without thinking about how much money they had spent were usually not good guys. At least 80% of them were believers of all kinds of evil gods. And now, almost half of these bad guys had just lost their gods and were in a state of panic. Thus, how could they be in the mood to have fun?

So, this evening belonged to those happy mortals!

Upstairs in the government hall of Void City, Madame Teague looked at the bright lights in the city and listened to the songs and laughter coming faintly from the night breeze. She couldn’t help but laugh.

After that, she sighed deeply.

“If there had been such an invincible god in the Golden Tower City to bless us, perhaps Parne would not have left us so early…”

After saying that, she sat down again and checked the celebration plan one more time to see if there was anything that needed to be revised or improved.

Those days had passed, and her two daughters had grown up. The world belonged to the younger generation. What she could do now was to help the younger people deal with the chores while blessing them with a smile.

Only those great and immortal gods like the Void Mask could be able to watch the joys and sorrows of all the people calmly, in spite of the passing of time.

The next morning, people continued to prepare for the celebration.

According to Javier’s original plan, the celebration would be held at noon today. But because people had celebrated too late yesterday and many of them were sleepy now, Javier directly revised the plan and put off the celebration until the evening.

It had been impossible for normal people to hold the celebration at night because after the sun went down, there wouldn’t be enough light and that might lead to accidents easily. But this time, even the Goddess of Twilight that held part of the clergy of the sun would come to congratulate the Void Mask, so there was no need for them to worry about the light.

Another reason why celebrations had not been held in the evening was that the power of the evil god’s followers tended to increase at night, and people were always afraid of them. But now, the evil gods themselves had been frightened by the Void Mask. Would there be any evil gods who dared to allow their followers to make trouble with him now?

Don’t forget that it was just yesterday that this giant jellyfish who always smiled had killed over one hundred evil gods.

Make trouble with him? If one was really tired of living, why not just go to the Negative Plane of the Ring of the World and jump into the abyss? It would be much simpler. Maybe one could even turn into a demon monarch or something like that and rebuild their career in twenty years. The most important thing was that they would not harm others.

This time, the evil gods were really frightened by Sui Xiong!

Since ancient times, apart from the catastrophes that had killed several gods, had there ever been a death of so many gods at one time? And more importantly, the dead ones were all evil gods. If it were not for the great Master of Order mentioning Sui Xiong, people might even doubt whether the Void Mask was the reborn remnant of any great god that had died. Otherwise, how could he be so powerful?

There were indeed many masters that liked to pretend they were weak in daily life, but how could this giant jellyfish from the sea be so amazingly powerful?

If one were to describe this with the online saying on the earth, it would be, “This is not scientific.”

However, science and something like that didn’t exist in this world. Thus, whether the evil gods could understand it or not, at last, they had to be obedient.

The problem of light was solved, and there were no more concerns about safety. Everyone was happy, so it didn’t matter when they held the celebration.

Until now, everything was settled for the celebration. It was like in an online game where ten groups of soldiers beat one. The player just needed to click the mouth to select an area and click the button to attack, and then everything would be done. It was easy even for monkeys.

“Such a simple celebration can’t fully show my ability as the God of Celebration!” Javier turned into the appearance of a bard and wandered in the streets, looking around. After a while, he shook his head and sighed. “They don’t need my blessing at all.”

“Isn’t that a good thing?” Sui Xiong turned into the appearance of a barbarian carrying a big stick, walking side by side with Javier. “As the god, shouldn’t we want the people to live a safe and stable life without worrying about food and clothing? They just need to pray to us on holidays when they are happy, and they never need to ask for our blessings.”

Javier didn’t reply. After a while, he said helplessly, “You set too high a standard for being a god, and I can’t keep up with you on that—in other words, I really doubt now that aren’t you the reborn God of Virtue?”

“The God of Virtue?” Sui Xiong was surprised at first, then remembered a movie character on the earth (a monk named the God of Virtue in a comedy) and couldn’t help but laugh. “Although I’m bald, I’m not a monk!”

“A monk? A priest? A pontifex?” Javier was confused and wondered how the great God of Virtue could relate to a monk.

Sui Xiong did not explain it. He carried the big stick across his shoulder with a smile and swayed forward.

As he walked, he hummed a song that no one in this world could understand.