But that's impossible.
Wisdom.
How can it be easily bestowed upon others!
The silhouette of the owl had completely vanished, leaving behind only a cold whisper: "He is destined to rewrite fate, to influence the age."
"You know the schemes of the gods, go find that anomaly in fate."
"It must be him!"
An anomaly in fate?
The anomaly has already begun to appear, but where is that man?
And in this era, with so many mythical heroes emerging, which one is he?
Does that person really exist?
Could it just be the words of this external god's side? Just wasting her time?
But now she could only choose to believe.
Because the new era's Divine Spirits are already dividing everything of the old era, and an old god like her, who governs reproduction and love, will soon be completely replaced.
Truly envious of that external god, wisdom, in any era, will never be eliminated.
Meow.
