Chapter 120: Matchmaking of Fate

“God of Prophecy?” Yu Sheng’an raised an eyebrow, teasing, “Hey, coming to find me suddenly, did you predict my downfall and came to warn me?”

As he spoke, Yu Sheng’an suddenly thought of Norse mythology from Blue Star.

The incredibly powerful Norse gods believed a ridiculous prophecy of the Twilight of the Gods, and when they attempted to deal with it, they met a tragic end.

Frankly, this story is a joke to Yu Sheng’an, whose people only trusted their ancestors, not gods.

What, trying to play causality weapons with me? “As expected from the mysterious Azure Star, I couldn’t predict your reaction even after consuming ten years’ worth of Source Essence,” Fubos remarked.

Are you crazy? Yu Sheng’an looked astonished.

These nonsensical gods turn into perverts after living too long.

The Goddess of Music is paranoid.

And you, calculating my reactions?

Is it fun?

Yu Sheng’an dug his ear with his pinky, saying, “Your ten-year unit probably equals my minute unit. So, what’s your business with me?”

Fubos took a deep breath, “I want to join your alliance, seeking the same treatment as the Goddess of Music.”

What? Yu Sheng’an was stunned again.

Due to Afnora’s paranoia, he had quietly questioned whether the ‘Pantheon’ idea was idealized.

Unexpectedly, before he could think of a better plan, a god came knocking to seek cooperation.

At this moment, Yu Sheng’an finally understood Afnora’s insecurity towards him.

What can’t you figure out that makes you voluntarily seek exploitation? Do I look handsome? Does my Internet have potential?

Or are you a pawn of the Five Prime Gods, intentionally approaching me to pick fruit?

“To ally with me, you’ll have to exchange Virtual Divine Sparks.” Yu Sheng’an, collecting his thoughts, casually said.

“Okay.”

“So straightforward? Are you trying to use a weak Divine Spark to scam my Virtual Divine Spark by finding loopholes?”

Yu Sheng’an purposely voiced his thoughts to test Fubos’s reaction.

Actually, if Fubos was truly like this, he could exchange the Virtual Music Divine Spark for Fubos’s Prophecy Divine Spark.

But, honestly, Yu Sheng’an was reluctant to expose the Music Divine Spark.

While the gods might not find its weakness due to the scientific level of the multiverse,

Yu Sheng’an still wouldn’t exchange it.

The reason is simple. Better safe than sorry! The Music Divine Spark is his strongest offensive power, a trump card he wouldn’t want to leak.

As for the Divine Spark of Contracts, it doesn’t have any obvious weaknesses.

Its biggest weakness might be that it can’t directly empower the host. If the gods find out, they might go all out to hunt him down and seize the Divine Spark.

Facing Yu Sheng’an’s questioning, Fubos smiled without any explanation.

“State your reason; don’t play dumb with me, it hurts the brain.”

“You are the most unique god I’ve ever met. I’ve encountered many gods trying to collaborate with me before, but their ulterior motives were too significant. Only you are less so.”

“Of course, your decisions are always unexpected. Even the smallest event could happen and even appear outside of prophecies. Still, I am willing to risk it. Life is about betting, right?”

Fubos put on a serious face after retracting his smile.

“It sounds like your Prophecy Divine Spark is nonsense?”

Fubos’s expression froze; the leap in logic was too severe! “Everything is constantly changing in collision. A breath I exhale now might, in a few or even decades, brew into a storm in Dofi City.”

“Got it, the butterfly effect. What’s next?”

“Butter…Butterfly?” Fubos was confused again, another unpredictable conversation.

“It means a butterfly flapping its wings might cause a storm thousands of miles away.”

“…” Fubos.

“What I intended to express, you already said,” Fubos stated.

“You mean this is the authority of the Prophecy Divine Spark?” Yu Sheng’an asked.

Fubos nodded.

Yu Sheng’an squinted, having received much information from Fubos. Is this an act of honesty? “Wait a moment, I need to consult Afnora’s thoughts. If you two are blood enemies, it would be hard for me.”

Upon saying this, Yu Sheng’an messaged Afnora.

Soon, Yu Sheng’an received a reply.

“Let’s discuss in the palace!”

“Alright, can I transmit a projection?”

“You can,” Yu Sheng’an nodded.

A teleportation array quietly lit up beside Ocata.

A blonde purple-eyed man stepped out of the teleportation array.

He wore a white fencing suit, recently fashionable in the Kewell Empire, looking like a noble if not for the third eye on his forehead.

To be precise, it’s not an eye.

It’s somewhat similar to a light-sensitive organ, like a black gem embedded in his brow. The skin was split open, making it appear as a third eye.

Yu Sheng’an carefully examined Fubos’s appearance, having some guesses.

He nodded, then wrapped up Fubos’s Divine Projection, disappearing from Dofi City’s square.

After sending the God of Prophecy Fubos to the main hall of the Doffie Temple, Yu Sheng’an vanished.

He went to meet Afnora privately to understand more.

Fubos seemed to have guessed this, calmly standing in the hall, admiring its structure like an architecture enthusiast.

After a while, Yu Sheng’an and Afnora appeared in the hall simultaneously.

“Congratulations, Afnora’s assessment of you is positive. You’ve passed the review. This is the alliance contract. Sign it, and we can exchange Virtual Divine Sparks.”

Yu Sheng’an manifested a piece of virtual parchment filled with alliance terms.

Actually, the Divine Spark of Contracts that Yu Sheng’an controls has great limitations. But once a contract is signed, it becomes very powerful, even distorting.

The limitations manifest in two aspects.

First, the contracting parties must understand the contract; otherwise, it’s invalid.

This means Yu Sheng’an can hardly sign complex contracts with beings of low intelligence.

Second, the contracting parties have to follow the voluntary principle.

That is to say, Yu Sheng’an can threaten someone into signing.

But can’t forcefully take their soul, blood, or trap them verbally in ignorance or unwillingness.

However, once the contract is signed, as long as Source Essence is sufficient, Yu Sheng’an can distort it anytime, anywhere.

Of course, hitting the contract immediately doesn’t distort well; the timing isn’t right; only a small portion can be distorted.

Fubos seemed aware of this.

When reading the contract, his gaze lingered especially long on the immediate contract term, relaxing only after confirming no errors.

Then the three gods solemnly signed the alliance contract.

Yu Sheng’an simultaneously formed a Virtual Contract Divine Spark and exchanged it for Fubos’s Virtual Prophecy Divine Spark.

The moment he got the Prophecy Divine Spark, Yu Sheng’an felt confused.

He didn’t know if others exchanged Virtual Divine Sparks while forming alliances.

But he felt they likely didn’t.

If so, he might be one of the few in the multiverse controlling three Divine Sparks.

Though two are virtual, it doesn’t affect their power.

Slightly sensing the Prophecy Divine Spark’s authority, Yu Sheng’an’s eyes widened.

A phrase echoed in his heart—Impressive! “Ajef, what new section do you think my prophecy power can open on the Internet?” Fubos eagerly asked.

Saying this, he glanced at the Goddess of Music, a tinge of envy in his eyes.

The Prophecy Divine Spark seems strong, but like the Music Divine Spark, it’s actually weak.

The reason is straightforward—the more precise the prophecy, the more Source Essence is consumed, and it requires massive information.

Even then, there’s still room for errors.

He can only predict the most likely outcomes.

Additionally, his Divine Spark lacks direct offensive and defensive abilities.

Making it hard for him to spread his religion.

His followers are mostly tribal chiefs and prophets from uncivilized lands, only using his ability to foresee natural phenomena.

Thus, his followers are few.

Ultimately, absolute strength renders schemes void.

Even prophecies falter.

In a vicious cycle, he can’t use Source Essence to predict significant events to seek benefits.

Of course, the Prophecy Divine Spark isn’t worthless.

He’s survived thousands of years with few followers, thanks to the Prophecy Divine Spark.

Millennia of dormancy finally brought him the perfect opportunity: the rise of the Internet God! “Your authority can open many sections.”

“Really?” Fubos’s eyes lit up.

Yu Sheng’an counted on his fingers, “Zodiac, Fate Matching, Astrology, Tarot Reading… so many. Which do you prefer? Want a software package with all of them?”