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Upon seeing the name at the end of the parchment scroll, Jehovah, who was playing cards with Satan, suddenly felt a chill run through him...
Chapter 226 White Demon: "I promise not to touch a single needle or thread of Heaven!"
As someone who acts all high and mighty in public, Jehovah once granted every wish, saying "let there be light" and "let there be light." The name of God that has spread throughout countless worlds and the religious sects that believe in the Holy Light are irrefutable proof of this...
Moreover, unlike the Greek pantheon where sons killed their fathers, he was the only true god in the entire pantheon. Anyone who dared to call himself a god was destined to be burned at the stake. This greatly ensured that even if someone died accidentally in battle against an equal opponent, as long as people's faith in him remained, they would still have many more chances to rise again.
"So why am I in such a miserable state?"
Sitting in the main hall of Heaven, looking at the few six-winged angels surrounding him, Jehovah sighed heavily... What a sin!
"Open the barrier! Open the barrier! Jehovah, you have the ability to build Heaven, you have the ability to open the door! Don't hide inside and keep quiet, I know you're here!" Along with this voice came the sound of Heaven's outer protective barrier being smashed.
Looking out from the inside, you can clearly see a stunningly beautiful, white-haired mature woman outside the barrier, wielding a stick and pounding on it. With each pounding, the barrier emits a mournful groan of unbearable strain...
Thankfully, it didn't break.
Jehovah casually plucked a few feathers from the angel's wing, rubbed them a couple of times, and stuffed them into his ears. He laughed a lot at the White Yaksha's clamor, and Jehovah's expression softened slightly.
"Open the barrier! Open the barrier! Jehovah, if you have the guts to build heaven, then open the door! Don't hide inside and keep quiet, I know you're here!"
wipe!
"Gabriel, has the message been sent out? What are the god groups that are closer to us saying?"
"Odin, the chief god of the Norse pantheon, replied that Fenrir is pregnant with Jormungandr's child. They are all preparing for the birth of this child and are worried that someone might try to take the child away, so they are unable to spare any resources. Once Fenrir successfully gives birth to the child, they will come to help."
Jehovah: "..."
Did I not know that Fenrir and Jormungandr are both male?
And a wolf and a snake having a child with Jill? Do you think Jormungandr is some kind of walking cannon that Zeus can slap on anything?
"What about the others?"
"The Heavenly Department said that this is a private matter between King Baiye and us, and they cannot interfere, but they believe that King Baiye will not go too far."
"Buddhism says that everything is due to causes and conditions, and they cannot interfere with the arising and ceasing of these causes and conditions..."
"Stop, stop, stop, stop!" Jehovah said to Gabriel with a dark face, "So you're saying that when one is in trouble, everyone helps, but in the end, no one really intended to follow that promise, is that right?"
"No, that's not it. Zeus of the Greek gods said they would be happy to help, but a few days ago, they were already attacked by the White Night King. Now, the White Night King has taken away the artifacts of more than half of the main gods. And because they didn't encrypt the message when they sent it, Anubis, who had already led the army of the dead out of the underworld, is now having a barbecue at the Flaming Mountain next door."
Jehovah: "..."
Hey you guys, listen up! I'm telling you, hey you guys, hey you guys!!!
“So… now it’s up to you.” With a helpless sigh, Jehovah cast a spell to repair the barrier while looking at Satan, who was tearing the two decks of cards into tiny pieces: “Not long ago, someone colluded with several high-ranking figures to weaken the White Night King’s spirit. With my Heaven and your Hell combined, it’s not impossible that she might retreat on her own.”
"Are you sure this will work?" Satan stopped tearing the cards and looked up at Jehovah.
"...I don't know if it will work, but it's better than staying here and waiting to die, right?"
“That makes sense.” Satan nodded. “But you have to let me out first. This barrier is specifically designed for demons. If you don’t open the door now, I’ll probably turn into roast meat as soon as I go up.”
"Raphael, Michael, make a small hole in the opposite direction of the White Night King. Close it immediately after he goes out, don't let that guy in." Jehovah waved his hand in annoyance and made a face at the White Night Demon outside the barrier.
Although the nature of this barrier means that unless he changes the settings, no one outside can see what's inside, it seems that he can't do anything else except make funny faces right now.
It's quite tragic to think that a dignified leader of a god group has been forced into this situation.
However, what Jehovah didn't notice was that when he sent Raphael and Michael away in the opposite direction with Satan, the White Yaksha outside curled his lips, slammed his fist on the barrier, and then vanished.
By the time he realized what was happening, Satan, who had been beside him just half a minute earlier, had already fallen into the hands of the White Demon.
Jehovah: "..."
You're good for nothing but causing trouble. You deserve to live in hell for the rest of your lives!
“Jehovah, you must be out of options now, right? Knowing those gods as I do, since no one has come to your aid, it means they've definitely given up on you. Anyway, those guys have done this before, and I'm not really going to kill you right here…”
"So what exactly do you want?" Aside from the barrier's characteristic of only being able to see from the inside out, Jehovah flew to the White Night Demon and looked at this White Night Demon King, who could be considered the leader of the three major problem children, through a layer of barrier.
"I've said it so many times, don't you understand?" White Yaksha pointed to the barrier in front of him: "Although the move is a bit cheating, you really got the hang of my mind that I don't want to make things worse right now. But do you think this barrier can hold out for long, even with the intensity of that attack just now?"
"..."
If it could still hold on, it wouldn't need to come up here and waste its breath on you.
"Stop struggling, little brother. Open the barrier and let me in. You can rest assured that this time is different from Olympus. In Olympus, it was Zeus who had a foul mouth. I swear here in the name of the White Night King to the Central Garden that I will not touch a single needle or thread of your paradise after I go in!"
Ok?
Having not yet encountered many unorthodox tactics, Jehovah checked the situation with the central hub of the miniature garden, then chose to send a message to the miniature garden and opened the barrier protecting Mount Paradise.
"Not bad, not bad, you know what's good for you." White Yaksha patted Jehovah on the shoulder with a smile: "Don't worry, I promise I won't touch a single needle or thread of yours."
Chapter 227 Jehovah, the Man in White but Black
"...Why do you keep emphasizing not using a single needle or thread?" Being able to thrive in three-digit numbers and even live comfortably after being utterly defeated by two-digit numbers, Jehovah's intelligence and emotional intelligence must be quite good. Therefore, from White Yaksha's strange expression and tone, he had already sensed something was amiss.
"Don't worry, I know you don't trust me, but do you not even trust the central hub of the miniature garden?"
Jehovah opened his mouth... He really didn't know whether he should believe this situation.
"Ahem." Clearing his throat, White Yaksha looked at the angels who were gradually gathering in front of him, and stretched out a hand, instantly suppressing the ominous premonition that was growing stronger in Jehovah's heart: "Now, let's rob you! Men stand on the left, women stand on the right, and those who are neither men nor women stand in the middle!"
The White Night King's reputation is quite formidable; after all, among the top-tier figures in the double digits, she is probably the most lawless one, and now both Jehovah and Satan are under her control...
Upon realizing this, the angels, led by Gabriel and several other archangels, all took sides.
White Yaksha nodded in satisfaction.
Good, good, very obedient.
As for Jehovah, his expression instantly turned as ugly as if he had eaten a hundred or eighty tons of Devil Fruit: "Didn't you say you wouldn't touch a single needle or thread of Heaven?"
"That's right, so now all of you... hurry up and hand over everything except the needles and thread. Anyone who dares to bring up the needles and thread is disrespecting me, Bai!"
Jehovah: "Huh?"
Holy crap, you can do that?
Watching the White Demon, with the help of several angels, take away all of Jehovah's treasures accumulated over so many years, Jehovah was so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe...
"Sorry, I squeezed too hard."
Hearing the hostage in his hands let out a suffocating scream, White Yaksha silently released his grip on the hostage's neck, politely apologized, and then happily put away all of Paradise's accumulated treasures from over the years.
No wonder it's heaven! Their presence can be seen in so many worlds. This group of gods is indeed rich!
After carefully putting away the Book of Genesis, which Jehovah regarded as his lifeblood, the White Yaksha looked around, then took out a saw and sawed off the two horns on Satan's head before clapping his hands and preparing to leave.
"Wait, King White Night!"
"Hmm?" White Yaksha turned to look at Jehovah: "You have a problem with that?"
“Yes, you wouldn’t believe me even if I said no, but it’s definitely not because of that.” Jehovah took a deep breath: “May I ask where you, King White Night, plan to go next?”
"Of course we should go and sell the stolen goods first. Do you think we should stay here and wait for your reinforcements to come and surround us?"
reinforcement……
The thought of Fenrir, who had transcended racial and gender boundaries and was pregnant with Jormungandr's child, made Jehovah's lips move, and his eyes turned ruthless.
"King White Night, would you be interested in making a deal with me?"
“A deal? Tell me about it.” White Yaksha, who was about to leave, looked at Jehovah with great interest upon hearing this.
"I'll send out a message in a bit saying that you've left and that my Heaven has suffered heavy losses. Even if it's just to save face, those guys will definitely send a god of considerable importance to offer condolences..."
“That’s interesting.” White Yaksha instantly understood Jehovah’s thoughts.
Does this mean that if you're not having a good time yourself, you don't want other people to have a good time either?
……
Soon after, just as Jehovah had expected, he received news that the White Yaksha had left. The gods who had previously made various excuses to avoid helping him sent their second or third-in-command deities to offer their condolences.
Seeing the devastation of the Heavenly Mountain, where three feet of land had been plowed away, the gods who came to offer their condolences, while mourning for Jehovah, were also filled with lingering fear…
Fortunately, I didn't come over immediately when White Night King besieged Paradise Mountain.
Otherwise, given the White Night King's current posture, the gods behind him might also suffer.
"God, please accept my condolences..." A death god from a certain group of gods stepped forward and patted Jehovah on the shoulder.
At that time, Jehovah was sitting on the top of the mountain of Paradise, hugging his knees and weeping silently. Anyone who came could see that he was in a very bad mood.
"Yes, although White Night King went a bit too far, at least your angels are all safe and sound. Believe in yourself, tomorrow will definitely be better."
"That's right, that's right. As long as people are alive, there's always hope..."
"..."
Hearing these words of comfort, yet with no attempt to conceal the laughter in them, Jehovah's expression turned somber, as if water could drip from his eyes at any moment. At the same time, the last trace of guilt he felt for tricking these guys completely vanished.
With his fingers interlaced in front of him, Jehovah stood up and gently stomped his left foot three times—a signal that he and the White Demon were about to begin their planned operation.
So when the gods put down their meager gifts and were about to get up and leave, they found that their surroundings had changed.
The seemingly bombed-out Paradise Mountain has vanished, replaced by an endless plain where golden waves of wheat ripple across the fields. And on the horizon, a sun, even more dazzling than the sun god among their pantheon, is slowly rising.
"Jehovah, I seem to have forgotten something. If I remember correctly, your most prized artifact should be a book called Genesis, right? If that's the case, then what do you mean by giving me a Bible? Are you trying to preach to me?" A voice that the gods least wanted to hear slowly approached them from afar.
Seeing the gods staring at him in disbelief, White Yaksha curled his lips into a smile, gently tossed the brick-thick book in his hand from the sky, and then smashed it to pieces before it hit the ground.
"I'll give you three seconds to summon Genesis, or I can't guarantee what the consequences will be if twenty-four star beasts go on rampage."
"Oh, right, and all of you..."
"Robbery! Robbery! Men, stand on the left; women, stand on the right; those who are neither male nor female, stand in the middle. Hand over everything you have on you. If I find out who's hiding anything, then this is what will happen to the gods behind you in Paradise Mountain!"
Chapter 228 What did you say your name was again?
In the dimensional shop, Bai Ye was inspecting the goods that Bai Yacha had brought for sale: "Heavenly standard armor... Holy sword... Bible full of faith... Holy cross... Holy Grail... Ark of the Covenant..."
"Actually, there was another book, Genesis, but I returned it to Jehovah later," White Night Demon interjected after White Night mentioned this.
"That doesn't matter, anyway, you'll still be the one who makes the biggest profit in the end." Bai Ye shook his head: "What really intrigues me is, why would there be these things in Heaven?"
Following the direction of Bai Ye's finger, one could see some valuable items such as "relics," "the staff of death," and "the scales of fate," which were clearly unrelated to Christianity.
"Why do you think we returned Genesis to that Jehovah guy?" White Yaksha puffed out his chest proudly. "If there weren't enough benefits, do you think we would have let go of such a huge amount of origin? And whether Jehovah did it intentionally or unintentionally, from the moment he did it, he was already tied to our ship, unless he had the confidence to escape from the pursuit of more than a hundred groups of gods."
"Should I congratulate you? Someone with your personality actually knows how to find allies?" Bai Ye looked up at Bai Yacha.
"Hey, what do you mean by this?"
"Let me take stock of the total value of these things first. Why don't you sit down first?" Bai Ye abruptly changed the subject.
Thinking that whether the final price of his items was high or low, within a reasonable range, was entirely up to Bai Ye's word, Bai Yecha took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to swear, sat down on the sofa, and waited for Bai Ye to finish taking inventory.
Worshiping Jehovah is a blessing for obsessive-compulsive or Virgo individuals. Although the White Demon practically brought over the entire Heavenly Mountain, most of the weapons and armor are standard-issues, and they are basically the kind that need to be replaced as soon as they get a crack.
Bai Ye directly recycled these in batches according to the two-winged angel set, the four-winged angel set, and the six-winged angel set.
Based on the principle of splitting the profits 70/30 among major clients, with Bai Ye taking 70%, he needs to give Bai Yecha 4.5 billion for this transaction.
Then there are those magical artifacts that are clearly not in the same league as the wholesale products, namely those on Jehovah and several archangels, as well as those gods who came to comfort Jehovah but were tricked.
To be honest, these are actually the main issues.
Moreover, because of the sheer number and varying quality of these artifacts, the likelihood of Bai Ye tampering with them being discovered by Bai Yacha is much smaller—after all, Bai Yacha couldn't possibly know the Dimensional Shop's recycling standards; all she could do was for Bai Ye to make a rough estimate based on the power of each item when quoting its price.
This is a vast and complex process, but the two main characters who are immersed in it don't feel tired at all; on the contrary, they are full of energy.
Nothing is more gratifying than watching your bank balance steadily increase!
White Demon arrived in the afternoon. Because White Demon's predictions about certain items often didn't match reality, the shop was still piled high with artifacts that clearly couldn't be dealt with in one night when it was time to close. So, after discussing it, White Demon and White Demon decided to each leave a mark on these artifacts to prevent one of them from tampering with them. Then, White Demon took Black Jeanne back to their room to rest, leaving White Demon, who had been caught off guard by this display of affection, lying sullenly on the sofa.
"Humans are still humans after all. They actually need to do something as meaningless as sleeping to adjust their so-called routines. They should be able to ignore these constraints long ago, judging by their strength... What are you looking at?"
"Clap."
The door to the twins' room closed instantly.
……
Early the next morning, while the warm and soft jade was in Bai Ye's arms, he heard a loud knocking sound at the door... a knocking sound?
"Up so early?" Bai Ye yawned as she opened the door and saw Bai Yacha standing outside. "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I'll have Saloras and the other girl prepare some for you. Eat first..."