Chapter 1504 The power of prejudice?

Three hundred and twenty years ago.

The junction of the hub star field and the Neptune star field.

On a primitive planet with few human traces.

"Are you sure that guy will be on time?"

Madam Octopus glanced at the time displayed on the data panel. Her tentacles moved unconsciously, and she looked a little annoyed.

"Don't worry, I've been in contact with him for so long, and I've never seen him late." The King of the Wind stood aside, his hands behind his back, and said leisurely:

"But I'm a little surprised that you chose to meet him right away."

"What else?" Madam Octopus looked at the King of the Wind expressionlessly.

"Meeting with an information dealer from the Demon Realm, and having to consult a 'precognition' player to calculate the time and choose an auspicious day?"

"Back then, when I combined with Black Whale, it was always on the battlefield."

"That's why the final outcome is so tragic..." The King of the Cold Wind muttered softly.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly." A cold look appeared on Mrs. Octopus' expressionless face.

"Uh... I mean there's no need to be so exaggerated." The King of the Wind grinned.

"There's no need to pick an auspicious day, at least pick a relatively relaxed time."

"The Star Domain Overlord Conference convened by Changshengtian is about to begin. Instead of rushing to attend, you are meeting with an intelligence dealer from the Demon Realm."

"Are you really not afraid of being annoyed by Changshengtian waiting for you? I'll write you down in my little notebook and make things difficult for you in the future?"

"Hasn't he always made things difficult for me?" Mrs. Octopus sneered and asked back.

King of the Wind: "Uh..."

"Back then, before I even acquired the unique mythical item, Angel's Wings, and became a favored one..." Mrs. Octopus's gaze drifted off into the distance, her fat, ugly face filled with anger and hatred.

"...How did Changshengtian and his Xingheng tribe treat Hydrapolya?"

"It's all nice talk, but it's all about establishing close cooperation, ensuring the permanent stability of Hydrapolia, coexisting and symbiotically, and forming a prosperous and progressive circle between the two regions!"

"Actually?"

"They just want to develop the four billion sea creatures on Hydrapolya into believers of their God-Favored Ones!"

"So that they can gain more faith anchors when they ascend to the throne of God in the future!"

"They treat the people of Hydropolya like inanimate chips!"

"If I hadn't obtained the authority of 'Justice' and become the overlord of the star field."

"Will Hydrapolya still exist now?"

"It must have already become a ruined planet filled with death!"

"That's true..." King of the Wind sighed, but he still advised kindly:

"But now you finally possess divine authority and have become a true divine favored one."

"Hydropolya doesn't yet have the full strength to face the Xingheng Clan head-on. If you act so forcefully, I'm afraid it will only bring you harm in the future, not good..."

Madame Octopus opened her mouth but didn't respond.

Firstly, she also agreed with the King of the Wind from the bottom of her heart, and for a moment she couldn't think of the right words to respond;

The second reason was that a light purple space crack suddenly appeared on the ground not far from the two of them.

The crack expanded rapidly in a few seconds, and a short dark green figure emerged from it.

"Long time no see, Bargon."

The King of the Cold Wind followed Mrs. Octopus's gaze, and the wrinkles on his face that were not obvious to begin with suddenly squeezed together, revealing a happy smile.

"Long time no see, respected Storm Star Domain Overlord, King of the Frost Wind."

Bargon bowed slightly and responded to the King of the Wind in a friendly manner.

His gaze quickly fell on Madame Octopus, and he asked in the same friendly manner:

"I guess this person must be the overlord of Neptune, Madam Octopus, right?"

"He is indeed a one-in-a-million strong man, exuding the aura of a king..."

"You..." Mrs. Octopus obviously didn't expect the visitor to be like this, and her eyes kept looking him up and down.

After a while, he finally uttered a question:

"Are you really a Goblin?"

"Authentic." Bargon showed a proper smile, neither humble nor arrogant, and spoke out Madame Octopus's inner thoughts without reservation:

"Madam, you probably think that I look different from ordinary Gobelins, so you asked this question, right?"

Madam Octopus nodded and said with a hint of contempt:

"Yes."

"My impression of Gobelins is that they are all ragged, stagnant, and short-lived... How come you stand out so well?"

"I can also follow the crowd." Bargon responded lightly with a smile on his face.

Mrs. Octopus' pupils shrank slightly.

Because the moment Bargon finished speaking, his entire temperament changed drastically.

His originally tall and capable figure became limp and hunched, his eyes were no longer sharp, and he became timid and stupid.

The previous sense of elitism is gone.

Instead, there is an overwhelming sense of confusion.

If Bargon had not been wearing that fine set of equipment and had not made any other changes,

Madame Octopus even felt that the Goblin in front of her was completely different from the intelligence dealer before!

"What kind of item effect is this? It's so powerful that it can affect even a player with a 'Spiritual' talent like me?"

"No... I didn't even realize I was affected!"

Almost subconsciously, Mrs. Octopus asked.

Before Bargon could respond, the King of the Wind at the side spoke first:

“That’s the power of prejudice.”

"Prejudice?" Madam Octopus' eyes widened.

"You mean to say that this Goberlin is also a powerful person favored by God?"

"What are you talking about..." The King of the Cold Wind was quite speechless:

"Prejudice is prejudice, literally. How does it have anything to do with divine authority?"

"It's precisely because everyone doesn't take low-level monsters seriously and never looks at the weak Goblins with respect that an unbreakable prejudice has formed."

"So once Bargon disguised himself and returned to the image Goberin had in everyone's mind, it would be so natural, without a single flaw to be seen."

"Because I feel from the bottom of my heart that he must be a weak being with low power and status?" Mrs. Octopus took over the conversation, the surprise in her eyes not diminishing at all.

She looked at Goberlin in front of her seriously again and asked curiously:

"But why have I never heard of such a special existence in Goblin before?"

"Bargon, are you a variant of the low-level monster Goblin?"

"Just like the Wandering Demons of the Evil Realm, they appear to have the same appearance as low-level monsters, but in fact, they have reached the strength level of mid-level or even high-level monsters?"

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