Captain – Chapter 738 – The Old Covenant Unfinished, The Deity Nods

Starlight descending from heaven to forge divine status—this was something unchangeable that stood above even the rules themselves.

Even if the gods returned, even if that one who wielded lightning, the supreme God King still existed, he would have no authority or qualification to reverse this process, to defy the will of the other shore.

“Humans” in the present world were even more powerless to do so.

From this perspective, the devil’s transformation into calamity and achievement of divine status seemed unstoppable.

And indeed, this was the case.

But this did not mean that this war for the world had reached its end with no hope of reversal.

In terms of results, Captain Edward would inevitably become a god, but before that happened, the seemingly inevitable, irreversible process could still be influenced.

The problem lay in the fact that he was special.

Even among the god-ascenders of old times.

Though human history had never recorded any mortal spirit ascending to godhood, in the old calendar and even earlier eras, such miracles had indeed occurred.

But those great ancient ones who sought in darkness, who still had no concept of kinship, had walked the heavenly stairs and taken steps toward the other shore entirely by their own will.

That profound purity of soul, and perseverance equal to or even surpassing the gods, earned them guidance and divine status that could not be influenced by any external force.

In those times, even the starry sky would escort them.

But that devil was different.

This had nothing to do with heartlessness or cruelty, nothing to do with overwhelming sins, but only with method.

That method of deceiving the gods, stripping and grasping their authority and great power to exhaust the divine path, was indeed the most evil and brilliant design in all history.

But it would also leave behind a seemingly trivial yet truly fatal hidden danger.

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That was, in every sense, the boundless great power possessed by that Pirate King shared the same source as the one from whom it was usurped—Lady Annisdora.

Perhaps it could not be moved, perhaps it had taken such deep root that it could not be reclaimed, but it was still of the same source.

And this was the deepest buried, unavoidable flaw.

Of course, this should not have been a problem.

Since Captain Edward had made this decision, he would naturally consider all aspects, consider the Lady’s fury and her possible revenge before leaving.

That would be true divine punishment, but he had never cared.

Because the power gap was too vast.

As early as nearly a thousand years ago, after his heaven-deceiving scheme succeeded, he had already occupied and assimilated almost all of this deity’s magic power over the long passage of time.

Even then, she could barely threaten him.

Never mind as an external force—even at critical moments, relying on the same-source great power and indissoluble cause and effect, the influence she could have on him was already minimal.

After the ice sea battle, this deity had lost all her great power and was no longer given his attention.

Even the god-slaying trap in the Death Silence Triangle had been completely abandoned.

But no matter how divinely calculating the devil Edward was, no matter how strange and complex the hidden schemes he laid between the present world and the old seas, it was impossible to build a seamless high wall.

In those cracks, gentle breezes would occasionally drift through.

That was precisely what he mocked himself for—oversights.

Those oversights were the pendant left by the Auran Goddess, the heroic fire ignited by First Mate Isaac, Roy who escaped the abyss and emerged from her cocoon, and the giant dragon, siren, and gray cat who stayed by her side throughout the long journey.

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Entangled cause and effect, the rolling wheel of destiny, finally brought the girl to the isolated island.

But what even the devil did not know was that beyond all this, there was an extremely hidden thread that even those involved might not hope for—that was…

The Old Covenant.

This referred not to what the devil signed with the present world, not to what the Guardian of Law and various families followed, but to what was established between its founder—the Lady—and her chosen ones.

Outside Edward’s sight, she walked through history, meeting pure individuals destined for brilliant glory, then making promises and mutual covenants with them.

The true Old Covenant, known only to two “beings.”

After the covenant, she would grant them the largest portion of her remaining divine grace, then drift away, waiting for the opportunity, waiting for that person to reach the highest place.

That chosen one was the Great Captain of each generation, the devil’s nemesis, the Guardian of Law.

As for the covenant’s content, it was simple: the Guardian of Law and the world he represented would fulfill the deity’s unfinished wish, and after that, the deity would leave.

She would truly entrust this world to human hands.

That was why there had been the scene of the galaxy flowing earlier, why those words were spoken.

Because the time had come.

And this might be the unique, only chance that neither god nor devil had anticipated.

The last chance.

Because the devil was about to awaken. What was suppressing him now was a present world fleet and great ones more powerful than in that battle hundreds of years ago. What was going to kill him was the perfect newborn, the only one born in thousands of years.

Most importantly, the man on the throne was her chosen one, the one who had walked the furthest.

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If the power she had granted him over a hundred years ago was a clear lake, then when he returned it, it had already become a vast, boundless sea.

So vast that it was enough for her to return to divine status.

Then fulfill the covenant.

Though I did not accomplish it, my descendants will realize your thousand-year vision for you.

And this was also the last chance, so go, Lady, for your sake…

And for the sake of the world you love.

This was the intention and unwavering attitude revealed in the man’s words and gaze. Even though he was no longer powerful, even though he was old and tired, he still made this stance, still majestic and proud like an emperor, even faintly threatening.

The deity loved the world, loved all spirits, and naturally also loved the child before her who was like a comrade-in-arms.

But she would not accept threats. Never.

Therefore, facing the man’s firmness, the pity and gentleness in the Lady’s eyes faded.

The bow of the Victoria fell into oppressive silence, the temperature seeming to drop to freezing.

Deities were not human. They had emotions and could love passionately, but more often they were extremely heartless.

She could completely refuse this proposal.

Because the devil was still alive, the Old Covenant had not been fulfilled—why should she leave?

And even if she left, with the entanglement of same-source great power, that devil would temporarily have flaws, starlight would fall later—how could he guarantee that girl would win?

There were too many similar reasons.

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More importantly, her great power had returned, she had become a lofty deity again. Even if Edward became a god, even if he had the will, he could no longer threaten her.

So why should she leave? As long as she forgot old matters and old people, severed the past…

She could still watch over the beloved world for tens of thousands of years, without needing to return to that lonely place.

From any perspective, this was more interesting.

How would she choose?

The confrontation continued. That oppressive atmosphere was even more crushing than the earlier battlefield, than the approaching judgment, making it difficult for nearby Victor to breathe.

Fortunately, it did not last long.

Just as the young man was about to step forward to mediate, just as the starlight on the isolated island had drawn much closer to the devil with less than ten meters remaining, the Lady finally moved.

After returning to divine status, she was no longer plain. Her eyes that seemed to reflect the stars rippled, and the indifference and coldness within them softened amid the dancing starlight.

She looked gently at the man who had always revered her but had been so cold, even strange, in that previous moment, as if seeing the youth from a hundred years ago again.

And through the youth’s shadow, she saw old times, saw the complex web of cause and effect.

Those were her bonds with the world, with beloved “people,” with unforgettable loves.

So profound—how could they be forgotten?

Thus she gently nodded her head.

She agreed.