Noble Emblem

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When a god descends to the main plane, it will consume a lot of power of faith. Even if there is a divine clone as a temporary projection, it will still be a huge burden as long as it lasts for a long time.

In the past, when God Wojin came down, he would go back soon, but now, she took the initiative to say that she would stay as a guest.

"Won't it affect your godhead?" Beta was a little worried.

Wojin shook his head slightly, his voice still as cold as ever: "It doesn't matter, this is my holy city, and Shirley is also my clone. When my god descends here, the consumption of the power of faith will be reduced to a level that I can accept. "

"That's good."

Beta invited the goddess to her room, then took out the fruit wine, poured two glasses, and placed them in front of each other.

Waking was not in a hurry to drink. She looked at Beta's room with interest and seemed to smell the air.

Beta is a professional, and his physical fitness is quite good, and his mental strength is also strong. This resulted in very few impurities in his body and no peculiar smell in his body. Naturally, Watkin could only smell the smell of fruit wine.

"It's quite clean." Watkin twitched the corner of his mouth, seeming to be smiling.

Beta saw that Watkin was unnatural, and he could also guess that, except for Aqua, Watkins had never been a guest at any of his friends' homes, and most importantly, he had probably never been a guest at a mortal's home.

That's why I'm a little nervous.

In fact, he was only half-guessed as to why Watkins looked unnatural.

The two sat down. The goddess was a goddess after all, and she quickly calmed down. "Why would you want to help the divine alter ego of Cupid," she asked.

"If it can be controlled well, it will be a great help." Beta replied: "The most important thing is that the life and death of the God of Love is uncertain now. If the God of Love is really gone, this divine clone may be able to help us get it. The Godhead of Love.”

Wojin was stunned for a moment: "Who are you going to give the godhead to? Or should you use it yourself... It's not good for a man to use the godhead of the God of Love."

Thinking about it in Waking, if Beta gets the godhead, he will definitely use it for himself. After all, she knew very well that for mortals, obtaining the godhood meant obtaining the path to a demigod, and even the possibility of becoming a god.

But Beta shook his head and said: "If the god of love falls into our hands, it will naturally be given to you, the goddess."

Blinking his beautiful eyes, Waking was a little surprised: "Why would you think of giving it to me?"

Watkin knew very well what the godhead represented. For mortals, a piece of gold can turn a couple into enemies, a magical weapon can trigger a national-level war, a godhead... that is something that can cause a jihad-level disaster.

But Beta said that if he found it, he would give it to him.

If he were a fanatical believer of his own, Waking might have some faith in the other party's words.

But Beta is obviously not, he doesn't even have much respect for God.

Wojin believed that even if he took the godhead for his own use, it would be normal.

"Why?"

"The godhead of the God of Love matches your marriage godhead. Once you get it, the two should be able to blend perfectly."

Watkin nodded.

"That's fine, but the premise is that we have to find a way to get the god of love."

"Why?" Watkin asked again.

Beta was stunned for a moment: "Didn't I just say that it and you..."

Waking waved his hand to interrupt him: "I'm asking why you are willing to give me your godhead. You are not my believer. You don't even respect me too much."

"We are friends, very good friends." Beta said with a smile: "Isn't it normal for me to give something to a friend that is of no use to me? As for the question of respecting you, talk about respect between friends. It’s not necessary.”

Waking didn't blink and looked at Beta quietly. People can deceive the gods, but there is absolutely no way to tell lies in front of the gods. They can see it.

Beta accepted Watkin's scrutiny openly.

After a while, Waking smiled, not an awkward smile, but a smile that came from the heart and was filled with joy.

"Well, I understand. It doesn't matter whether you can get the God of Love or not. No matter whether you can become a demigod or not, as long as one day you arrive in my kingdom of God, you will be mine..."

At this time, Woking suddenly stopped talking and turned to look back, with a rather unhappy expression on his face.

"Hahaha, it is indeed here, Sister Waking."

A transparent water ball floated in from the window, fell to the ground, and transformed into Aqua's appearance.

She rushed over and hugged Wojin: "I didn't expect to see you in the main plane."

Waking was unhappy because her words were interrupted. She glared at Aqua: "Go away, don't bother my Pope."

Aqua looked aggrieved: "I just came to play with him, I didn't want to kidnap him."

"Play, I know how to play all day long, come back with me."

Waking grabbed Aqua's ears. After half a second, Aqua disappeared, and then Shirley's aura returned to its original state.

"Huh..." Shirley was a little tired after being borrowed by Woking for so long. She sat on the chair and looked at Beta with a very strange expression: "Godhead, you actually want to give it to the goddess."

Beta said helplessly: "I'm just saying it's possible. I may not be able to get the godhead."

"For a goddess, it doesn't matter whether she has a godhead or not; her thoughts are the most important." Shirley said with admiration: "And you have successfully conveyed your thoughts and feelings to the goddess."

"It's not unusual for friends to help each other."

Shirley chuckled: "Is friendship more precious than godhead still a simple friendship?"

"How innocent." Beta pursed her lips.

Shirley laughed angrily and said, "Some people wouldn't think so."

Beta shrugged.

Shirley took a rest and went out to do things again. The population of Waking City is increasing, and the trivial matters are naturally increasing.

Beta lay on the bed and entered her soul space.

The soul space is the same as before, with mostly blue sky and white clouds, and occasionally some small dark clouds.

But under the sky, there was a huge purple light group.

Beta knew that it was Pamela's soul mark. To the outside world, it looks like a light spot the size of a grain of rice, but in the soul world, it turns into a terrifying behemoth.

A graceful figure appeared next to Beta.

"Are you satisfied?"

The sound is very nice, with a sticky and sticky feel. She is Pamela, who usually lives in the fantasy space of magic tattoos. Now that her soul imprint has come to Beta's soul space, she can naturally follow her.

"Your soul space is so vast and beautiful." Pamela looked around: "Living in a place like this is much better than my little fantasy world."

Beta's eyes fell on Pamela. The latter's clothes only had a few pieces of cloth, which barely covered the important parts of her body. However, these pieces of cloth were somewhat transparent and looming, which made them even more attractive.

His soul was normal and unaffected, but his soul space suddenly shook.