Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 1345 - 131 The Story of Pannis

Chapter 1345: Chapter 131 The Story of Pannis

"Foolish mortal creatures, daring to throw a punch at a Deity." Pannis closed his eyes, and deep memories slowly materialized before him, every detail exceptionally clear, as if everything were happening right in front of him. In fact, Pannis was slightly misleading, for the Soul of Danacus was not as blurred like a true Ghost. If one observed carefully, they could still discern his facial features and expressions. However, only the few people who faced the essence of the Deity in the Fourth Epoch truly knew that the true form of the Divine Soul was beyond description by mortal vocabularies, especially for the ancient Deities. Hence, those who had seen the Divine Soul chose to remain silent about it.

"Base beings, you have stolen time from this world for too long, long enough to forget the reverence for Deities." In his memory, the expression that Danacus showed was not mockery or disdain commonly attributed to victors over losers but a mix of irony and pity, similar to how people view ants about to be crushed by a wheel, attempting to unite against it. Such an attitude was even more unbearable than mere mockery or disdain because those at least implied the other party saw you as a victor. But such irony and pity only meant that in the opponent’s eyes, one was indeed so petty and weak, unworthy of being seriously acknowledged.

Yet, everyone present was a battle-hardened strongman. Such provocations couldn’t affect their minds at all, and being looked down on as mere dust not only failed to anger them but instead brought them joy. The greater the contempt from the enemy, the more likely he was to be careless, inadvertently leaving vulnerabilities. With this in mind, the strongmen didn’t continue their futile attacks but quickly distanced themselves from Danacus, collectively confronting him.

"Ignorant lower beings, do you still not understand? Against a Deity, you stand no chance." Danacus was indifferent about whether his opponents were concentrated or dispersed, for it seemed not to matter to him whether his adversaries were attempting to find a way to defeat him. He casually waved his hand, and the Divine Throne of white bones returned to its original form; Danacus sat back upon it, looking down at the creatures prepared to attack, and chuckled mockingly: "Do you think yourselves strong enough? Think you can challenge a higher existence? Haha, mortal thoughts only amuse Deities."

However, no one paid any attention to him. Their hearts were as firm as rocks, Danacus’s verbal distractions meaningless to them. Kyle even saluted Danacus on the Divine Throne with gentlemanly courtesy, showing gratitude for reminding them.

"Stop all physical, solid-form attack tactics, switch to Energy Attacks." Kyle said in a low voice at a rapid pace, "Maya, Tiya, you two noticed it just now, didn’t you."

"Noticed what?" "Ah, I’ve got it." "I’ve figured it out too." "All solid, physical attacks are ineffective against him." "After all, it’s a Divine Soul, not a physical entity, just a shadow that doesn’t exist in the world." "Then physical attacks definitely won’t find a target; they naturally just pass right through his body."

"You know that’s not what I was asking." Kyle sighed painfully, rubbing his forehead, "When will you learn to discern the situation when causing trouble?"

"Hehe, we’ll never learn." "But indeed, we did notice something." "At the eruption of the Feather of Light and Darkness." "A portion of the energy was neutralized." "If the Energy Attacks had no effect on that idiot." "All energy should have spread around in full measure." "But now a portion is missing." "This indicates that Energy Attacks do work to some degree." "It’s just that the effect isn’t very noticeable."

"You two did very well, assigning you to test was truly the right choice." Kyle beamed a splendid smile, patting the Winged twins on their heads, a few words of praise causing the feathers on the tips of their wings to stand up joyously. After soothing the children, Kyle spoke seriously: "Just like I said, there is no unsolvable problem in the world. As long as the right effort is found, enough gains can be achieved. Having an effect is good news, and if it’s not very noticeable, it’s okay, we will just strenuously increase the attack power to compensate for the insufficient effect."

"Haha, how naïve." The images of memory gradually faded before Pannis’s eyes, and he chuckled at himself, murmuring, "Even then, I still firmly believed in my own omnipotence, stubbornly thinking I had the ability to solve all problems, perfectly handle everything, and not let anyone around me down. Indeed, arrogance is the Original Sin; excessive arrogance made me overlook too many issues and led us all into the greatest predicament."

"At that time, I thought finding the loophole that Energy Attacks were effective meant discovering the way to defeat Danacus, and I was confident about it." Pannis stroked his long black hair draped over his shoulder, shaking his head, "Thinking back on that confidence, I feel truly ashamed, haha."

"I did not expect that we were not confronting Danacus, but the divine rules themselves. Any attack on a Deity, in the face of divinity, becomes null in the rules, unless the attack also carries divinity. This rule-based nullification was expressed as the part of the energy that was neutralized, but I mistakenly took this as proof of an effective attack and, based on this, launched a second strike against Danacus."

"However, it was then that I made another mistake; according to legend, any mortal who dares to attack a Deity will receive Divine Punishment. I dismissed these as idle words, not realizing that they were not only true but also a divine rule on their own; attacking a Deity, divinity autonomously launches a fierce counterattack."

"Thus, we suffered the Divine Punishment."

Pannis’s voice grew fainter until it turned into a sigh, and behind him, Catherine, who had been leaning on his shoulder, had long since stopped speaking. In the quiet of the night, one could hear the even breathing of the girl murmuring around his ear.

"Hah, you actually fell asleep; this time you can’t blame me for not willing to tell you about the past." Pannis gently shifted his body, letting the girl leaning against his back lie down on the mushroom cap, her head resting on his thigh. In the dim light of the fire, one could see a faint smile on the young girl’s face, as if she was envisaging a happy tomorrow in her dreams.