"Divineness?" Geralt turned around in surprise and looked at the totem in front of him in disbelief. Geralt, who knew almost nothing about magic and gods, could hardly believe that there was actually divinity in it, and he didn't even understand what divinity was.

"Divine nature is the most fundamental thing for a god. Only with divinity can one have the possibility of becoming a god. It has a fatal attraction for any non-divine existence, because getting divinity means that you have at least taken a big step on the road to the creation of gods." While explaining to Geralt, an prophetic spell in his hand called Arcane Sensitive was also released. This spell can determine whether a creature has the ability to cast spells and the highest level of spells. Aiber hopes to prove his judgment through this spell.

"It seems that I guessed right." Sensing the result detected by the magic, Eber breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Geralt on the side, and then said to him: "Which one should you listen to first with good news or bad news?" It seemed that he had the result he wanted, Ebert was in the mood to joke with Geralt.

"Bad news? What bad news?" Geralt obviously did not have Abel's sense of humor, nor could he understand such American jokes. When he heard Abel say that there was bad news, he hurriedly asked him. The focus of his attention was naturally the so-called bad news, for fear that Abel would say that Marron had no way to be resurrected.

"The bad news is that I cannot resurrect your God and resurrect a God, which is beyond my ability. And Marron is not a true god, he is just a demigod, and hundreds of years have almost wiped out him out." Abel shook his head and said something that made Geralt pale immediately, but he quickly added: "But the good news is that Marron has not died completely. He still retains his final divinity. Although he is not a true god, he is undoubtedly only one step away from becoming a true god, so he also has some true god qualities, and it is these qualities that have allowed him to survive until now without faith."

"Do you mean Marron is still saved?" From despair to hope, and with great joy and sorrow, even Geralt was confused and confused by Eber. He could only look at Eber expectantly, hoping to hear a certain answer from him.

"Yes, Mallen has a rescue. After being harmed by you fools for hundreds of years." Abel did not hide the mistakes made by the priests of the Steel Leaf Tribe, and told Geralt exactly: "For a god, the most important thing is faith. Perhaps the demigod does not have that great demand for faith, but it is undoubtedly a crucial thing, especially when he is seriously injured and needs to recover."

"Faith? But the priests..." Geralt looked at the bodies of the priests who were still lying on the ground, not knowing what to say. He understood Abel's words, as if these priests and the former patriarchs had made a wrong decision.

"I don't know what happened to these priests, but hiding a God and preventing his followers from worshiping and believing in him, and even forgetting the praise of God's name. It is undoubtedly a murder of this God." Perhaps the truth is too cruel, but Eber told Geralt the truth, which made him bit his teeth, and a trace of redness remained from the corner of his mouth.

The god who originally wanted to protect his own, but in the end he caused the gods to fall into silence or even die. Such a blow was too heavy for Geralt.

"How can I save Maren now? You said he still has some help." In the end, Geralt swallowed the blood in his mouth, and did not wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth. He just looked at Eber with a pair of eyes that seemed to burn with flames. His eyes were horrifying, as if he was on the verge of an explosion.

"Although Malen still retains the last trace of divinity, he has undoubtedly fallen into the deepest silence and is almost dying. If he wants to awaken him, he must hold a grand sacrifice to provide him with enough faith. Not only that, the entire Steel Leaf Tribe must believe in him devoutly, constantly praise his name of the gods, and continuously provide him with faith. Otherwise, even if he is awakened and does not have enough faith, he will only let him breathe for a while, and he will still fall asleep in the end."

Hearing Abel say this, Geralt wished he could hold a sacrifice now, but when he was thinking this way, he suddenly looked at Abel with a daze: "How to carry out the sacrifice?"

"This is your god. Have you forgotten how to sacrifice him?" Eber looked at Geralt with wide eyes. He really didn't expect that the Steel Leaf Tribe would even forget how to sacrifice his god. Looking at Geralt's expectant eyes, he turned his head speechlessly: "Don't look at me, this is your god, not my god. Don't expect me to know what you don't know."

Abel's words immediately made Geralt fall into despair. He couldn't help but kneel on the ground with his knees, holding his head with both hands: "Why does fate take it away while giving me hope? Why is there a chance to save Maren and save the Steel Leaf Tribe, but I can't realize it? Is the Steel Leaf Tribe destined to be unable to complete the revival in my hands, and destined to watch Maren completely disappear in front of me, just like I watched my father die for me decades ago? Is it destined to be unable to avenge the empire?"

Looking at Geralt in despair, Abel didn't know how to solve him. It was not his fault and there was still hope, but he wanted to see the last fire of hope extinguished. This was far worse than destroying everything in his own hands. There was no way to work hard. Such despair was simply powerless to resist.

Geralt seemed to lose all hope, but although he wanted to help Geralt, he didn't know where to start. Every god's sacrifice has its own unique rituals and norms, and even he didn't know what to do.

Especially when Abel was not a believer of Malen, he rashly went to worship him when he did not believe in a God. When Abel did not intend to believe in Malen, he did not want to worship a god he did not believe in, especially because this god was just a demigod.

Just looking at Geralt's appearance, a part of Abel's kindness still prevails. If it's within his ability, he should do his best to help others.

When he was on Earth, Abel was not a helpful person. On the contrary, he often showed indifference to the people around him, and could even be said to be indifferent. However, when someone really needed help, he was not stingy with helping. Just like the earthquake that occurred in Shu, Abel, who knew this news, donated his monthly living expenses as soon as he heard the news, even though he had eaten instant noodles for a month.

Helping others may not achieve any goal or gain any benefits. However, when you see others need help, and after successfully helping someone, you can get satisfaction from it. This is actually the greatest gain. In some people's eyes, this may be stupid, or they may be denounced as "Holy Mother". However, when others need help, providing assistance to your best, is undoubtedly a noble quality and integrity.

"Listen, Geralt, if I lose my mind later, remember to knock me out." Eber took a deep breath, stood before Marron's totem again, and looked at the scars on Marron's chest and said to Geralt who was kneeling on the ground: "I hope I can withstand the temptation of divinity, and not be eroded by him, and be lost in front of God's power."

Eber's words made Geralt, who was originally in despair, raised his head in confusion, and looked at his movements and asked in confusion: "What are you going to do? Maren has no hope. All the sacrificial rituals are word-of-mouthed by the priests, and there is no record of this in the tribe. We have no choice." As Geralt said that, he became excited again, and he clenched his fists and smashed it hard on the ground.

"There is still a solution, but it's very troublesome and dangerous to do so." Abel did not look at Geralt. His eyes were always staring at the totem of Marron in front of him. Although his tone was full of determination, there was still a hint of unnatural hesitation: "The Steel Leaf Tribe doesn't know how to sacrifice Marron, but it doesn't mean that no one knows how to sacrifice him."

"Who? Who else knows how to sacrifice to Malen?" Geralt's eyes were red, like a wounded beast, with an urgent and dangerous look.

"In addition to the believers of God, God knows how to sacrifice to a god, there is naturally the God himself." Abel seemed to have made up his mind, and the last hesitation was also ruled out: "So if you want to know how to sacrifice to Malen, besides these dead sacrifices, the easiest way is to ask Malen himself directly."

"But Maren is not..." Geralt thought of Maren's current state and was about to say something, but he was interrupted by Eber: "God is not simply described as sleeping or awake. Even if God is in silence, he cannot communicate."

As if he wanted to strengthen his determination and avoid hesitation and retreat, Eber quickly said to Geralt: "It is very dangerous to communicate directly with a God. Mortals cannot keep up with God's thinking, and divinity also has a fatal attraction to mortals, so if I get lost later, remember to knock me out, otherwise I will be very dangerous."

"So that's the case, let me do it!" Geralt obviously couldn't watch Abel take such a risk. This is his god, and this should be his mission.

"You? I'm not sure to control you when you lose your mind. Stop talking nonsense. I'm going to start and be prepared!" After Abel said that, he suddenly reached his hand into the wound on Marron's chest and touched the thing that had been tempting and attracting him.
Chapter completed!