360: The real reward for the quest [Trundle the Melancholy]

Chapter 359 The True Reward of the "Depressed Trundle" Task

Orivia didn't know how strong she was at all. She had always lived a pampered life, supported by the Snow Elves until now, enjoying abundant faith every day.

In fact, even if Trundle was a God born from the entire Eternal Frost Forest, he was no match for Orivia at all.

It should be known that the source of the God of Faith's power is the faith of mortals, and Orivia had quite a few followers.

Even if the Northern part of the Demon Spirit Continent was barren, it still had billions of people, most of whom believed in the Snow Goddess.

This shows that Orivia's strength was definitely not weak; at least in Dick's opinion, she could at least be considered a mid-level God of Faith.

On the other hand, Trundle was just a Subordinate God; whether it was divinity or divine authority, he was far weaker than Orivia.

Although Dick had never been a God, he had seen many battles between Gods, and therefore had a relatively clear understanding of the strength levels between them.

Orivia was afraid of Trundle, this 'mad God', because she was both cowardly and ignorant.

And Trundle dared to cause trouble at the headquarters of the Snow Goddess Temple because he was both reckless and ignorant.

This farce, frankly speaking, was simply that both sides were completely ignorant of their own strength!

But this was not the fault of the two Gods; not to mention Trundle, he didn't even know he was a God.

As for Orivia, it was because her life was too comfortable; the Snow Goddess Sect dominated the North, and the internal structure was highly united, with no threats.

Orivia's luck was really good; after so many years, only Trundle had caused trouble, and he was even a benevolent God.

But it doesn't matter, just hand over the power and entrust it to a professional proxy.

With Orivia's divine power added to him, Dick once again experienced that familiar feeling, that feeling of being invincible in the world!

Swoosh!

Dick's figure disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in front of Trundle, still surrounded by divine light, like the scorching sun hanging in the high heavens.

"Dick Grudia, who exactly are you...?"

"Running away won't solve the problem," Dick's voice was like a great bell, exploding in Trundle's mind, "and it will only make the problem worse!"

Hearing this, Trundle fell silent. He didn't go crazy like before, but was pondering Dick's words.

This wasn't because he had regained his composure, but because Dick used divine power to forcibly make him regain his composure.

It was similar to giving a crazed gorilla a high dose of tranquilizer injection...

Divine power had endless wondrous uses; it was a more convenient energy than magic power and could create many miracles beyond imagination.

"Alas, you're right," Trundle sighed, lowering his head, and whispered, "But what should I do?"

"The first step to solving a problem is to face the problem directly and accept the mistakes you've made."

Dick's eyes shot out divine light, and he said with a powerful tone, "Trundle, you are not a Beast, you are a God!"

"It is because of your depression that caused this destructive blizzard; even if it was unintentional, you are still the culprit!"

Listening to Dick's judgmental words, Trundle's eyes were wet with tears, and his heart was filled with shame.

His kindness made him suffer greatly.

Seeing this, a subtle smile appeared at the corner of Dick's mouth, but it quickly turned serious. "The urgent task now is to stop this snow disaster."

"The myriad living beings of the Eternal Frost Forest are constantly perishing; they are all paying the price for your willfulness!"

Dick's figure was imposing, standing on the moral high ground; the dazzling divine light made it difficult for Trundle to look directly at him.

"What... what should I do?"

Hearing this, Dick's tone softened, and he guided him patiently, "It's very simple; hand over your divine authority to me."

"Divine... authority?"

Trundle was a bit confused. He had no idea what Dick was talking about, and even less how to do it.

"Empty your mind, don't resist the invasion of divine power; everything... leave it to me to handle."

Trundle nodded lightly, but still looked up and finally confirmed, "Doing this, can the blizzard really stop?"

"Of course, this is the only way, and the most efficient way."

Although Dick had ulterior motives for doing this, in reality, he was not lying.

The reason for the snow disaster was Trundle's inner depression, caused by his constant thoughts of suicide.

And for a while, it was impossible for Trundle to immediately become optimistic and positive; he really couldn't stop the snow disaster immediately on his own.

But by handing over the divine authority and letting others control everything, the snow disaster could easily be 'turned off'.

"Alright then, I will cooperate with you!"

Soon, under Dick's persuasion, Trundle no longer had any reservations.

[Divine authority can actually be transferred? How come I've never heard of such an operation...] Orivia expressed shock.

"Tsk, there are many things you haven't heard of," Dick somewhat disdained the short-sighted Orivia and instructed, "Maintain the supply of divine power; if the divine authority transfer is successful..."

"the snow disaster in the Eternal Frost Forest will be able to stop immediately, the casualties among your followers will not increase, and Trundle will no longer be a threat."

[Oh, that's naturally excellent, hurry up!]

Just like that, Dick deceived both sides; Trundle willingly handed over his divine authority, while Orivia willingly acted as a tool.

As the saying goes, knowledge may not completely free you from ignorance, but it can prevent you from being deceived to a certain extent.

Buzz—

A pure white halo of divine power surrounded Dick; as the buzzing sound rang out, the halo also expanded further until it enveloped Trundle within it.

After more than ten seconds, Trundle felt an abnormal energy invading his body, which made him exceptionally uncomfortable.

"Don't resist; if the snow disaster ends one second earlier, perhaps one less person will die."

Dick's voice rang out in time; Trundle, who had subconsciously resisted, immediately completely relaxed.

So-called divine authority is the key to rules.

Mastering divine authority allows one to open the door to rules.

"Ah..."

Trundle let out a painful low growl; the taste of divine authority being stripped away was unbearable.

"Bear with it a little longer, it will be over soon."

Dick was a master craftsman with professional techniques, because in his many past lives, he often did this kind of thing, if not a thousand times, then at least eight hundred.

Of course, Dick only deceived Subordinate Gods or weak Gods of Faith.

As for those powerful Gods of Faith, or even God of Rules... Dick wouldn't be courting death.

Orivia's divine power transformed into a giant hand, reaching into Trundle's chest and fumbling around, and soon pulled out a crystal clear white gem.

If Leon's aunt, Jinna, the owner of the auction house, was here, she would definitely cry out in surprise.

Because this was a million-year-old extreme ice gemstone, and also Trundle's true physical body!

In layman's terms, the so-called Eternal Winter God was this true ice that had gained sentience; Trundle really did pop out of a rock.

The moment he saw the white refined ice, Dick's breathing quickened, his mouth was dry, and the greed in his heart was hard to suppress.

After learning that Trundle was the Eternal Winter God, Dick had always wanted to know what he had transformed from.

Unlike Gods of Faith, Subordinate Gods all had specific non-living physical bodies, because the process of them becoming Gods was more like something 'gaining sentience'.

Trundle might have originally been an ancient tree, or a mountain range, or a lake...

Everything was possible.

However, Trundle's physical body was the form Dick liked the most: a million-year-old extreme ice gemstone that was likely the only one in the world.

Its value was difficult for even Dick to estimate.

Ten-thousand-year-old extreme ice gemstone could shine brightly at auction houses, with nobles and wealthy competing to bid, and a market price of hundreds of millions of gold coins...

As for hundred-thousand-year-old extreme ice gemstone, the God-rank true ice arrows made from it were the treasure of the Snow Goddess Sect that had been passed down for a million years!

As for this million-year-old extreme ice gemstone...

It was the raw material for making Emperor-Rank magic artifacts, something that could only be encountered by chance and not sought after, and difficult to measure with wealth!

Originally, Dick just wanted to take a look; after all, something that could give birth to a God must be extraordinary.

If Trundle's physical body was a mountain, a tree, or a lake, then so be it; it couldn't be taken away for now.

But if it was some valuable small object, such as a fist-sized white refined ice... then he would be in luck!

At this point, Dick also finally understood the true reward of the "Depressed Trundle" task.

In his previous ninety-nine lives, he had actually missed such a terrifying super opportunity; the tasks released by the System were indeed not to be underestimated!