Cthulhu Gonfalon

The disappearance of the God of Conspiracy did not draw everyone’s attention in the beginning. Because few gods were willing to pay attention to him, even… The vast majority of gods were most unwilling to even look at him.

This was because the God of Conspiracy had, more than once, devised plots within the Pantheon temple to harm the other gods. There were so many unfortunate victims that it would take more than two hands and two legs to count—well, that referred to the hands and legs of a normal human. Excluding Sui Xiong’s. In the past, he had set up traps for gods just because they gave him more than a single glance. Such incidents of gods getting into distraught and depressed states because of his traps had happened more than once.

Most of the gods were proud. Even if they suffered just a minor loss, that would still be regarded as losing face. So eventually, they learned their lessons well. Not only did they pay no attention to the God of Conspiracy, they would not even look at him if there was not a need for them to.

These were all lessons learned in blood!

For this reason, the gods did not notice that the God of Conspiracy had disappeared in the beginning. But the seats of the gods in the Pantheon temple were quite close to each other, and there were other gods seated near to the God of Conspiracy as well. So, they were quick to notice that something was amiss—where was the God of Conspiracy?

At first, they thought that perhaps the God of Conspiracy had an elevation of divinity since this had happened several times in the past. And they could not be bothered to look for him as well. Besides, they were secretly glad—finally, they were no longer associated with this god, who was nothing more than a plague.

A moment later, the Orc’s God of Murder suddenly shuddered, and his eyes widened. He leaped to his feet in surprise.

“How… how is that possible?!” he cried out loudly in surprise. Then he recollected his senses and sat down again.

“What’s the matter?” asked a god near to the Orc God of Murder, who was wondering at his reaction.

This Orc god made no reply. He merely shook his head, smiled and said “nothing.” Then he regained a calm composure.

But within the God Kingdom of the Orc gods, he was already teleporting at a wild speed. Then he charged headlong into the meeting room of Lefon, also an Orc god, in a strange position that seemed as though he was shot out from his leg.

“Your… Your Majesty! Something big has happened!” he cried at the top of his voice. “The God of Conspiracy, he… he… it seems like he has fallen!”

Lefon’s eyes were originally closed in quiet meditation. He was comparing his own path with the former Sun God, who was the God of Glory, as he pondered about his next step. Yet upon hearing this, he could not help but open his eyes and looked up in surprise.

Subconsciously, he got to his feet and asked, “What did you say?!”

“The God of Conspiracy… is probably dead.”

“Impossible!” Lefon exclaimed. He thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, “I’m not very sure about who is the best fighter among all the gods. But to speak of who is the best at staying alive, there’s no one other than him. All these years, he had made countless enemies. His enemies have joined forces to scour through the Thousand Worlds several times. Yet they simply could find no way of locating his God Kingdom. Now you’re suddenly telling me that he has fallen. How should we even start talking about this?”

“I couldn’t believe it myself. But my priesthood is telling me that the “Conspiracy” part of the World’s Origin is tottering all of a sudden. It seems as though I could claim an extra piece of it,” said the Orc God of Murder. His face was also filled with puzzlement as he added, “Presumably, this meant that he was giving up his “Conspiracy” priesthood, the priesthood that he had almost fully dominate, right?”

“That’s right,” answered the God of Pigmen. He thought that something unforeseen had happened, so he hurried over. Nodding his head, the God of Pigmen said, “The Origin is tottering, so there should only be this possibility.”

Following closely was the God of Fox People. He also nodded and said, “I’m afraid this is true. With the God of Conspiracy’s character, would he give up on this priesthood? Definitely not! Without the protection of the Conspiracy priesthood, he might be found by his enemies in a matter of days and be made into minced meat paste by their chaotic swords.”

“That’s why I feel that he must have fallen…” said the Orc God of Murder.

Lefon pondered and muttered to himself for a while. Then he nodded slightly.

“You guys give me a moment. I’ll ask Wuther.”

With that, his clone in the Pantheon temple stood up and went over to Wuther, the God of Light. He was the Master God of the Human God System.

“That matter, do you know anything about it?” he asked, somewhat mysteriously. “I remember there’s also a god whose priesthood is somewhat related, right?”

The God of Light did not reply. At that moment, he was in deep thoughts as well.

Of course, there was a god in the Human God System whose priesthood could be associated with the “Conspiracy” priesthood. Unquestionably, when that god felt the tottering of the Origin of “Conspiracy,” he had reported to Wuther without delay.

However, this god was such a profound character that he did not think of making a commotion about it. This was why he and the God of Light were the only ones in the entire Human God System who knew about this matter.

The moment Lefon mentioned this matter, Wuther, the God of Light, easily knew what he was referring to.

Wuther thought for a moment, then nodded.

“It seems like it very likely that this is true?” Lefon said. He turned around and looked at the Pantheon temple. Without reservations, he scanned through the entire Pantheon temple very thoroughly. He wanted to make sure that no traces of the God of Conspiracy could be found—in fact, there were no changes made to the seats in Pantheon temple. The only change was the loss of a seat and the god who occupied that seat.

The God of Light did not do the same as Lefon. He trusted his judgment.

More importantly, there was a particular god in the Human God System who constantly kept close tabs on the changes in seats of the gods in the Pantheon temple. And at that moment, that god was reporting to him that “the God of Conspiracy had disappeared, but there was no noticeable change to the seats in the Pantheon temple. The God of Conspiracy might have fallen or might have disengaged himself from the ranks of legitimate gods.”

In the Human God Kingdom, the God of Light nodded and gathered all the gods.

“The God of Conspiracy might have fallen,” he said the moment he opened his mouth to speak. The gods looked at each other in surprise. “This piece of news has yet to be disseminated among the gods for now. All of you have to go out separately and search in different directions. See if you are able to find anything.”

Then he paused for a moment and added, “Be extremely careful. Something that could kill that fellow is just as dangerous to you all.”

The human gods looked at one another. Then they all set out on their own, just as they had been ordered to do so. Each of them sent out clones of themselves, transformed into streams of flowing light that went in all directions.

A moment later, streams of flowing light were also seen flying out of the Orcs’ God Kingdom and heading out in all directions to search everywhere.

A little while later, in the conference hall of the Sanctuary of the Void Mask’s God Kingdom, Wenner, the God of War, shouted, “Do you all know? It seems like the God of Conspiracy has fallen!”

The gods were all surprised and hurriedly asked about what was going on. Only Sui Xiong could not be bothered. Lazily, he replied, “Your news came a little late. Also, he didn’t just ‘seems to have fallen,’ but rather, he ‘really has fallen…’ Just a while ago, he died at the doorstep of our God Kingdom. And I watched it happen.”

The Void gods were even more surprised. The God of Knowledge, Wall, could not help asking about the exact course of the incident.

Sui Xiong smiled. He had no intention to keep any secret for the God of Conspiracy, so he briefly told them what happened.

Of course, he did not mention a word about anything that would implicate that fatal piece of treasure, as well as a few other important and confidential matters.

When the gods learned the cause of death of the God of Conspiracy, they could not help looking at one another. Then, without knowing who was the one who started, everyone laughed.

This was good news, without a doubt!