49 tons of gold

  A sense of shock filled Penny's chest.

  He thought he was already calm enough, having lived two lifetimes, and his nerves were thick enough, but when faced with a real deity, he found that this nerve was still too delicate.

  One in 99,999 of the Ferrans might not even see a real god in their lifetime, and now Panni feels like he's lived ten lifetimes.

  Unbelievably, he asked a very silly question: "Are you Miss Fortune?"

  "Don't waste time on nonsense, this incarnation of mine doesn't have much power, let's get to the point." The golden spherical pupils trembled slightly, seemingly not thinking Penny's long stare was impolite: "Your name is Penny Sien? I believe I haven't gotten to the point of confusing people, nor have you mistaken me, I am Wogin."

  Panni was shocked again: "Your Highness actually knows my name?"

  Waukeen, although not the most popular deity in Toril's pantheon, has millions of followers as the patron of merchants and trade. It was shocking to him that she knew Penn's name among so many followers.

  In most cases, the gods only remember the names of devout believers. As for ordinary followers, although their names are also in the memory of the gods, they are like materials at the bottom of a file room and generally won't be remembered unless something big happens.

  It means that being able to make the goddess remember one's name is a very honorable thing, at least it means that this name has been linked to some 'big things' in the heart of the gods, let alone Pan Ni heard the tone of the Wealthy Lady, and it seemed like she came looking for him on purpose.

  And it's still descending into the abyss.

  Panni couldn't help but feel shocked and surprised. If one were to ask which neutral deity in the multiverse disliked the Abyss the most, it would probably be Woguo Jin - this goddess with the divine position of 'Trader' had her worst trade since birth happen inside the Abyss, bringing her immense shame.

  She was able to dispatch an avatar because of 'finding him'.

  "It's not surprising, as is well known in the multiverse, I've been protecting Toriel's business and trade." The divine light on Wogin gradually dissipated, and with a wave of her hand in front of the transmission gate, a luxurious chair appeared under her butt.

  Pan Ni narrowed his eyes, the master would have some strange knowledge, identification skills are not low, he recognized the wood of the chair is extremely expensive agarwood, and the beast skin cushion comes from the heavenly creature, still shining with positive energy, just this chair, any emperor in the mortal world can't sit on it.

  This goddess is full of pearls and treasures, and indeed has a rich and arrogant tone. She says: "Many people believe in me, hoping that I will bless them with wealth."

  Penny nodded, this was a matter of course.

  "But among all the people who have been asking me for money, there is one guy who has been constantly asking me to help him get away from the Wall of Unbelievers since he was born. To know that this wish has nothing to do with my divine position at all, it's inevitable that I feel a bit curious." Wogin frowned: "I have to say, you've been harassing me for 15 years and left a very deep impression on me."

  "Uh..." Pan Ni's expression immediately stiffened, not expecting that it was because of this reason that he had entered the lady's line of sight. However, after a few sentences of conversation, his shocked and out-of-control emotions gradually calmed down. He respectfully bowed - the basic etiquette towards gods - then felt somewhat composed before saying: "I'm just following your teachings to pray for your protection."

  "What's my doctrine?" Wogold suddenly burst out laughing, his voice not clear and crisp, the goddess incarnation was probably a young woman of twenty-seven or eight years old, slightly farther away from the girl, the laughter sounded more like a middle-aged mother: "You mean using faith to trade for my protection?"

  "Please believe in my sincerity," said Penny, looking at Wogin.

  "Alright, I know you don't have any genuine reverence or adoration for the divine." Wogin waved his hand lightly: "I've seen many interdimensional travelers, and compared to those guys, you're already quite honest. You're even more devout than most of my followers, at least they won't pray to me every morning and night, repeatedly questioning whether their faith is genuine or not."

  Panni Daohan, this is indeed something he has done before. At that time, it was the darkest period for him in the Hongpao Sect. He was always afraid of being secretly killed by some disciples who didn't like him and having his soul float on the Wall of Unbelievers. So he prayed day and night, even to the point where he almost returned all the Marxism-Leninism he had learned back to Chairman Mao.

  "So don't worry about where you'll go after you die." Wogin waved his hand, making an assessment of Penny's devotion.

  Pang felt a sudden relief, the heavy burden on his mind for over a decade finally lifted. He began to have extra thoughts: "The prince's arrival is probably not just to chat with me."

  "Wasn't it you who summoned me?" Wogin asked with a chuckle, looking at Penny's strange expression.

  "I didn't expect your arrival." Penny shook her head, tossed a coin to find the coordinates to go home but found it on the goddess's head, this is less likely than winning a prize of 50 million, and facing the god is something that millions of believers of the God of Wealth dream of.

  "Probably you're wondering why I've come in person." Wog's golden eyes swept over Penny: "Don't be surprised, the reason I came is because of something you did recently that pleased me. Otherwise, even if you prayed devoutly for ten thousand years, I wouldn't bother with you."

  Pan Ni's expression became even more perplexed, he couldn't think of what earth-shattering thing he had done to attract the goddess' attention. The goddess waved her hand and a holographic image appeared in the center of the small hut. A harbor city in the snowy land fell into a sea of flames, in the center of the city, a thick black fog churned continuously, and mangled limbs and demonized corpses filled the entire square.

  "Is this Mushtaq Til?" Panni furrowed her brow and asked uncertainly.

  "Keep looking." Wogan jerked his chin, and Penny saw the thick fog clear to reveal dozens of blood-soaked berserkers and witches standing near a massive spell array. At its center was the corpse of Sixth Euslo, her skin wrinkled and distorted, clearly having been demonized for some time, making Penny feel wave after wave of nausea.

  Most of the Pannies who stood up had seen the three Oslos that would appear in the small village by the lake, with the elder Okrus not far behind. Several Saint Warriors of Tiel also appeared among them, but two of them had already turned into corpses.

  Pangni looked down at Cera, who was still unconscious, and felt a mix of emotions in his heart. He then looked around and found that the little mouse and little devil had run away without him noticing. It seemed they were under too much pressure with the arrival of the goddess. Just then, he heard Wogin's dissatisfied voice:

  "Don't be distracted, we've arrived at an amazing place."

  He hastily shifted his gaze back to the illusion, and the divine power-shaped phantasm still had real dubbing. A group of witches and elders surrounded a circle together, chanting spells in waves, and magnificent light burst forth at the center of the spell formation.

  This is a sacred spell of purification against evil.

  Pangni furrowed his brow, and in the instant when the light burst forth, his soul 'heard' a shrill cry coming from there.

  A large shadow emerged from his body, the shape of the shadow was exactly the same as the demon he had seen in Dehumi suburb. Penny's heart beat violently for a few times, then saw this shadow split into pieces in the strong light, a crack appeared in the air, and the remaining black smoke flew in like a fugitive.

  The illusion disappeared here, Penny nodded, although she didn't participate in person, she could see that the leader of the Unconscious was raided by the Witch's Guild army, and one more worry was gone.

  At this time, he heard Wogold burst out laughing: "Do you know? He originally wanted to collect Mushtariel's soul to recover his strength, but instead lost all the magic power he had accumulated for over 40 years! This is truly a thing worth celebrating!"

  It's clear that the careless one taught this evil spirit to pounce on the street and make the goddess very happy, which made Penny somewhat puzzled. He turned his brain around, rummaged through his memories, and suddenly remembered some of the goddess' history, asking:

  "Your Highness, is this demon related to the Dark Lord?"

  The moment the words left his mouth, Penny regretted it, for he saw the goddess's originally rosy face turn black, her golden eyes glaring at him fiercely, as if she had transformed from a guardian deity to an archenemy in an instant.

  Pan Ni was secretly cursing himself for being too reckless with his words. How could a mere mortal like him dare to mention the dark past of a goddess?