RNP Chapter 433 Divine Oracle
Chapter 433 Divine Oracle
Chapter 433 Divine Oracle
The entire tavern fell into a deathly silence because of Tang Zijun's actions.
Even the wind outside seemed to quiet down at that moment. The bartender stopped wiping the glasses, the slave trader stared in disbelief at the torn contract, and his companions behind him didn't dare to breathe.
Grilando looked at Tang Zijun with surprise, a hint of anticipation appearing in her eyes. Xiao Xiao and Nuomi exchanged a glance, unaware of what Tang Zijun's actions meant.
The tavern was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Only the flickering flame in the oil lamp cast distorted shadows of everyone on the walls.
Tang Zijun sat calmly in the chair, as if waiting for something.
If he had some reservations about the gods of this world before, now, after gaining a certain understanding of this world, he realized that if he wanted to uncover some of the secrets of this world, the gods were an existence he could not avoid no matter what.
The information the people here have is partial and disordered. If they want to understand the unknown things, they must find those who know everything.
Tang Zijun did not want to try other methods, but unfortunately, the power of the Skull Lord was not enough to achieve the level of the Impure World Reincarnation. He could not summon the four Hokage to gather intelligence like Orochimaru. The corpses here had already been corrupted by divine power, and their souls had long been polluted.
And the gods of this world are the best answerers.
However, communicating with gods is not an easy thing. Even during the period when the relationship between gods and humans was the closest, gods in this world were not everywhere. Those who could communicate with them were either the chosen ones or senior members of the church.
The dream world is currently in the midst of a war between the gods. Judging from the state of chaos in the four seasons outside, those gods have probably been dragged into the quagmire of war and are too busy to take care of themselves. This undoubtedly adds some difficulties for Tang Zijun and the others.
However, if there is another way to subtly connect with the other party, that would also be a good approach.
And this transaction contract with the god of commerce is now the best breakthrough point.
Tang Zijun could clearly feel that the moment she tore up the contract, an inexplicable force began to surround her, constantly stirring her heart.
Was it the power of the god of commerce that came into play?
Tang Zijun wasn't quite sure.
But he understood that if a reckless, rude, and even disrespectful outsider tried to break the rules set by the gods with a provocative mindset, then the other party would certainly not stand idly by.
They need to eliminate those who break the rules; they need the people of the dream world to believe in their existence and continue to offer their worship and faith to them.
They need them.
They will punish the disrespectful.
And His gaze had already lowered.
The transaction contract that had fallen to the ground suddenly burst into flames. The golden flames were like rhythmic gold, and the flickering sparks were like a shower of gold dust. An eerie aura immediately emanated from it.
The flame in the oil lamp leaped even more wildly, the chaotic light and shadow distorting on everyone's faces, illuminating their uneasy expressions.
The tavern remained quiet, and no one dared to make any sudden movements.
The slave trader stood nervously in place, his horrified gaze slowly shifting from Tang Zijun's face to the burning contract.
This guy is insane! He's absolutely insane!
Although he knew very well that almost everyone alive in this era had gone mad, he never expected that the guy in front of him would be so insane. That was the contract with the God of Merchants, which was absolutely inviolable.
The power of God has begun to take effect.
He dared not run away, nor dared he speak. The one who broke the contract was the madman in front of him, and the gods were only judging the other party. At this moment, standing still was the only option. Anyone who interrupted the gods' judgment would only face death.
Tang Zijun stared indifferently at the burning flames, but his cautious gaze revealed that his heart was not as calm as he appeared.
Not being afraid of the gods is one thing, but coming into contact with them is another. In this strange world, Tang Zijun cannot predict how powerful the other party is.
At his fingertips, two cards, one black and one white, were poised to be unleashed.
The trade agreement began to melt in the flames, the parchment gradually thinning like wax, the words on it trembling slightly in the fire.
coming soon.
Tang Zijun held her breath, preparing to fight.
Because he was unsure whether what had descended upon him was the supreme god of commerce or the power of authority wielded by the other party.
Immediately afterwards, the flames burned even more intensely, completely melting the entire transaction contract, leaving only a few faint words remaining on the ground, as if they could not be burned.
Without fuel, the golden flames gradually died down, eventually turning into a wisp of smoke and slowly dissipating into the air.
Everyone held their breath and watched this scene intently until the changes around them completely disappeared and the tavern returned to normal. They still hadn't reacted.
The oil lamp flame died down, but the cold wind outside continued to rage.
Tang Zijun frowned slightly and shifted her gaze to Grelando beside her.
"Is that all?"
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Grilando seemed surprised that her move would be so much ado about nothing. She opened her mouth, hesitated for a long time, and then whispered.
"...My lord, I...I don't know. I've never encountered anything that violates the contract before. The power of the gods shouldn't be this simple. Didn't you sense anything different?"
"No, there was no voice in my mind, no special energy reaction, not even any extra breathing sounds around me." Tang Zijun shook her head, her brows furrowing slightly. "He came... but then he didn't."
Grelando remained silent.
She didn't know what was going on either, after all, she was just a small mercenary group leader.
Across from them, the slave trader's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
"No, that's impossible!"
"Impossible! No, no one could exist in this world if they broke the covenant with the gods!"
Just before heading to the front lines in the river region, he had heard about a hapless man who had been burned to ashes by pure gold flames for violating a trading contract. He couldn't believe that the man before him was completely unaffected.
"You, what exactly are you!?"
Tang Zijun ignored him, and he felt as if he had overlooked something.
At this moment, the ferret Nuomi twitched its nose and darted over to the pile of ashes, curiously examining it.
"Hey, look, it seems there are still a few words left that haven't been burned completely."
Upon hearing this, everyone's attention was drawn to it. Tang Zijun leaned forward slightly and indeed saw several fragments of text in the ashes. Unfortunately, he did not know what these texts meant.
Gloria crouched down slightly, used the tip of her dagger to sift through the ashes, and quickly arranged the words.
"The composition of these characters... seems to be some kind of oracle?"
"What does it say?" Xiao Xiao asked curiously.
"Let me see..." Gloria examined it carefully. "God... a deal... please... help... me..."
"God, deal, help me? What does this mean?" Xiao Xiao was completely confused. "Are you sure this order is correct?"
Tang Zijun frowned. "These four words don't seem to form a coherent sentence no matter how they're arranged. That guy probably wanted to tell me something, but... the text on this contract is missing something, so He only chose these four useful words."
"Could it be that the God of Trading wants your help?" Xiao Xiao guessed, which was the only meaning she could come up with.
"It's hard to say. Maybe the God of Commerce wants to help other gods with their transactions," Tang Zijun shook her head. "Besides, even if He needs my help, what can I do? I don't even know where He is right now."
"How annoying! Are these gods all riddle-makers? They speak in such a mysterious and confusing way." Xiao Xiao pouted.
“No, normal oracles are very clear. The gods will convey their words completely, leaving no room for anyone to falsely proclaim them,” Gloriand said. “It must be that the text on the transaction contract is unusable.”
Upon hearing this, Tang Zijun suddenly realized something, quickly stood up, and turned to look at the slave trader. "You, give me another transaction contract."
"what?"
The slave trader stared blankly at Tang Zijun, at a loss for what to do.
"It doesn't matter if there are missing words. Just write another copy and then destroy it. This time, write more words and make sure it's complete. Anyway, it's not something very important, so it doesn't matter if it's a bit wordy," Tang Zijun said in a deep voice.
The slave trader was completely dumbfounded; he pointed at Tang Zijun, speechless for a long time. "You, you, you..."
Swallowing hard, the slave trader stammered.
"You want to fool the god of merchants, and... and you want to drag me into it?"
"This isn't fooling anyone. Didn't you see the oracle that the God of Merchants just gave? The god you worship wants to express something, but unfortunately, the conditions aren't right, and He can't even speak fluently. So don't you think that not doing this would be truly fooling the god?"
"I, you..." The slave trader turned to look at his companions, only to find that they had already huddled in a corner, keeping their distance from him.
"Not everyone can receive the witness of the God of Merchants during transactions; only experienced merchants and believers like yourself have this ability."
Tang Zijun stepped forward and looked directly at the slave trader in front of her, whose legs were already weak.
"So, you should do something for your god too."
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