Surviving The Fourth Calamity
Chapter 504 - 303: Of course, the door smashing was premeditated!

Chapter 504: Chapter 303: Of course, the door smashing was premeditated!

The God of Time and Space was silent for a moment. It seemed like he didn’t know what had happened and didn’t know how to respond.

But when it came to space rifts, aside from him, there was only one other person who could place such a thing at the edge of the Divine Kingdom of the Elven God King.

"I will first ask William," the God of Time and Space said coldly.

When he returned after a while, the God of Time and Space was already speaking in a peaceable manner with a hint of a smile: "It was the Elven God King who made the first move. Although he brought it upon himself, we did not intentionally place that random space rift at his doorstep!

Nor did we drag him to step into that rift!

You must know, these rifts only appear in one place for a few seconds, and he still managed to step right into it. It’s truly astonishing!

But this was his own bad luck, and he was the one who struck first. We cannot blame William for retaliating.

If this matter were to end here, I would not be content. Should William just suffer an assassination attempt in vain?"

It seemed chaotic on the side of the Elven God King. He might have already taken some medicine and awakened, now suffering in agony, just hearing that the Gods of Time and Space classified this matter as an assassination attempt.

Although he did not consider it as such, it was clear that someone in his Divine Kingdom was persuading him to acknowledge it, making the matter unclear.

It seemed the Elf Deity System thought it better to let people believe that the God King sent someone to assassinate William rather than admit he was just trying to pull others into his own predicament.

"If you hadn’t smashed the gate to his Divine Kingdom, and if Westaria hadn’t been repairing it these past few days, he wouldn’t have been so unlucky to step into that space rift," Liaton said, striving to remain calm. "Moreover, for such a small probability to actually happen, he’s already received his punishment."

The Elven God King couldn’t hold back and let out a wail: "Damn it! I will shut down the Divine Kingdom for a hundred years and behave myself! I won’t do anything more! Let this matter pass and don’t bring it up again!"

"When that Nature Warlock returns from the wild, Westaria will compensate him," Liaton interjected. "As for the King of Saral, Westaria! Remove the user recognition from your divine portal artifact!

Originally, even if this artifact fell into the hands of the King of Saral, it would have just been shelved; Westaria wouldn’t acknowledge that it still belonged to him, but no one else could use it either.

But now that this has happened, there’s no more pretending. Let’s just use this artifact as compensation!

Compared to that Nature Warlock, the King of Saral simply lost face. But if an attack came from a Supreme God rather than an ordinary elf legend, it shouldn’t be considered too shameful, should it?

The artifact in Westaria’s possession may be fewer than you all think; losing even one is a significant blow."

"I will ask William and see how he decides," the God of Time and Space said blandly. "Compared to Hill, indeed, William was only manipulated on his own territory, which doesn’t seem like a big deal. But how he feels, I do not know either.

He always places great importance on whether his territory is safe enough."

Liaton sighed heavily: "Alright, I hope we can get a good outcome.

This matter does not hurt Westaria much, but it’s really an embarrassment. And we have to inform the elders back home; otherwise, Rose’s subordinates will certainly say something.

We can’t let the Creator be mocked without knowing what happened.

Westaria! Why should I be embarrassed for your actions? Next time, please consider carefully before taking any action!"

"Can luck be considered?" the Elven God King couldn’t help but retort ambiguously.

The elf deities fell silent collectively.

Although humans could hear this, all these elf gods seemed to think that the Elven God King’s actions weren’t wrong; trying to place a spy next to an enemy was quite normal.

Especially a spy as blatant as the elf princess.

If the king accepted her, knowing her purpose, it actually didn’t intimidate them.

Whether it’s arrogance that makes one think the enemy’s woman can’t do anything or being intrigued by beauty and forgetting the woman’s true identity, it’s all beneficial for the Elf Deity System.

Unfortunately, the result of the Elven God King’s strike this time was too humiliating.

But William didn’t mind at all; he was answering the God of Time and Space’s questions with great delight.

William straightforwardly agreed to the Elf Deity System’s request: "No choice but to take what you can get. This matter may not be concealed forever. Luck is something that doesn’t need consideration for an ’European Emperor.’

Hill coming over a few more times might reveal this.

I think the kid can’t resist using such Great Wish Magic, even if it means some hardship for himself.

I’m wondering why he would be so unlucky this time. Generally, such things simply can’t happen to Hill. Even if there’s a trap, an elf would usually step into it for him.

Seems like his blessings were too genuine, backfiring against him."

The God of Time and Space couldn’t help but laugh briefly: "Did you intentionally have me smash the gate to his Divine Kingdom?"

"I just thought if a chance existed, be prepared. If Hill’s words became true, it’d be a big win!" William said with some pride. "I got an artifact, so what they give Hill can’t be mediocre.

Agleya kept quiet, likely feeling Hill was safe and indeed in the wilderness.

Hill intended to find those Earth Bears initially; I estimate he’s gone deeper.

When he returns from the wild, if the elves haven’t made a move, they probably don’t reside in the Divine Kingdom but in the Divine Lake. Haha! That’s even better since Hill has plenty of good things and doesn’t necessarily care about the Elven God King’s trinkets.

What use is this portal to me? Is there somewhere I need it to access? Tsk, feeling it’s totally useless to me is probably why they gave it to me so easily!"

The God of Time and Space decided not to continue dealing with the gloating William; since they actually didn’t suffer much from this incident, he straightforwardly reached an agreement with the Elf Deity System.

Of course, he first sought Agleya’s opinion, who had remained silent. Although the Little Sea God stayed quiet, it didn’t mean she had no right to intervene in this matter.

In this matter, the only one qualified to decide for Hill was this Sea God; he and William could only make suggestions.

Agleya agreed swiftly.

Although it was hard to reach her in the wilderness, List didn’t need rest and intermittently informed her of what happened.

Since she understood that the normally lucky Hill’s dad got himself into trouble this time, Agleya was much more agreeable.

However, Agleya was quite self-aware. She was worried that speaking too casually in her joy could expose the truth.

Only the cunning God of Time and Space could mess things up without any mistakes. Agleya just needed to listen.

"The King of Saral knows what he got; hope you won’t give my dad useless items just because of a difference in status!" the proud Sea God couldn’t help but threaten, "My dad is an Alchemy master! He can tell good crafts at a glance!

Otherwise, let me flood your Divine Kingdom. I believe Hill’s dad would find it amusing watching you all live underwater!"

No elf deity responded; they understood what chaos meant.

Letting her vent was fine. Engaging in conversation might make her overly excited, and then flooding the Divine Kingdom wouldn’t be a later concern.

Before, being surrounded by water was manageable; they just closed the Divine Kingdom’s gate until she calmed down.

But now, the Elven God King’s Divine Kingdom gate wasn’t fully repaired yet!

Hill leaned against the second-floor window, smiling as he watched the negotiation.

Although he didn’t know what the Elven God King would give him to make amends, he felt quite satisfied.

Hill understood well; he’d better refrain from using such a powerful blessing in the future. Luck shouldn’t be wasted.

And to avoid complete exposure, which could drive the God King insane.

Hill enjoyed his breakfast happily, humming a cheerful tune, and began transforming each cabin in the camp into a featured room.

The main house didn’t need any changes as it was just for meetings; no bear would stay long unless waiting by the kitchen for the first batch of food.

The starry-sky deities fell silent after concluding their negotiation.

Watching Hill bustling around the camp, Grace turned over contentedly, thinking although those deities’ words were nice, Hill still belonged to their Earth Bears!

She originally thought Hill would go out immediately to take his artifact!

That thing was so rare, the whole tribe didn’t have many, all specially made for the Earth Bears, and incompatible with Hill’s attributes!

Grace contentedly watched Hill pacing around, placing her two front paws gently on her belly: Good child, your luck is truly splendid because you have a brother!

Hill had been busy for days, making countless modifications to the camp.

The Earth Bears were accustomed to sprawling around, so the camp lacked any proper design for pathways.

Hill didn’t notice initially; certain places the Earth Bears couldn’t pass easily, but he had no problem.

The issue became apparent when Ula’s movements sent a house flying with one swipe.

Hill was stunned for a long time; that house was heavily reinforced with a mithril plate!

Hill needed considerable effort to move it, whereas Ula just needed one slap.

Hill clenched his fist, realizing the substantial difference between a legendary and a demigod body!

But discovering the houses were likely not there because someone needed them but because Grace and others had been pushing them around, Hill sought their opinions and started planning the camp layout.

The redwoods here were hundreds of thousands of years old, using the elemental turbulence more on themselves, showing no intention to evolve into treants.

Not wanting to disturb their evolution, Hill chose to enlighten Photinia, which had also lived a long time.