Gods descending to the main plane will consume a lot of power of faith. Even if there is a divine avatar as a temporary projection, as long as it takes a long time, it will still be a big burden.
In the past, when God Wojin came down, he would go back soon, but now, she offered to stay as a guest.
"Won't it affect your godhead?" Beta was a little worried.
Woking shook his head slightly, and his voice was still cold as usual: "It's okay, this is my holy city, Shirley is also my avatar, my god descended here, and the consumption of the power of faith will be as low as I can accept. "
"That's good."
Beta invited the goddess to her room, then took out fruit wine, poured two glasses, and placed them in front of each other.
Woking was not in a hurry to drink, she looked at Beta's room with interest, and seemed to sniff the air.
Beta is a professional, and his physical fitness is quite good, and his mental strength is also strong. This made his body have very few impurities, and his body would not have any peculiar smell. Naturally, Woking could only smell the smell of fruit wine.
"It's pretty clean." Woking twitched the corner of his mouth, as if smiling.
Beta saw Woking's unnaturalness, and he could guess that apart from Akuya, Woking shouldn't have been a guest at any other friend's house, and most importantly, he shouldn't have been a guest at a mortal's house.
That's why I'm a little nervous.
In essence, he was only half right about the reasons for Woking's unnaturalness.
The two sat down, the goddess was a goddess after all, and quickly calmed down. She asked: "Why do you want to help the divine clone of Eros?"
"If it can be controlled well, it will be a great help." Beta replied: "The most important thing is that the life and death of Cupid is uncertain now. If Cupid is really gone, this divine avatar may help us get God of love."
Wojin was stunned for a moment: "Who are you going to give the godhead to? Or use it yourself... It's not good for a man to use the Godhead of Cupid."
In Woking's mind, if Beta got the godhead, he would definitely use it for himself. After all, she knows very well that for mortals, obtaining the godhead means obtaining the path to a demigod, and even has the possibility of becoming a god.
But Beta shook her head and said: "If the Godhead of Cupid falls into our hands, it will naturally be given to you, the goddess."
Blinking his beautiful eyes, Wojin was a little surprised: "Why did you think of giving it to me?"
Woking knew very well what the godhead represented. For ordinary people, a piece of gold can turn a husband and wife against each other, a magic weapon can trigger a war at the national level, and a godhead... that is something that can cause a jihad-level disaster.
But Beta said that if he found it, he would give it to himself.
If it is his own fanatic, Woking may believe the other party's words a little bit.
But Beta is obviously not, he doesn't even have much respect for God.
Woking believed that even if he used the godhead for his own use, it was a normal thing.
"Why?"
"The godhead of the god of love matches your marriage contract godhead. After you get it, the two should be able to blend perfectly."
Woking nodded.
"That's fine, the premise is that we have to find a way to get the Godhead of Cupid."
"Why?" Woking asked again.
Beta froze for a moment: "Didn't I just say that it and you..."
Woking interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "I'm asking, why are you willing to give me the godhead, you are not my believer. You don't even respect me too much."
"We are friends, very good friends." Beta smiled and said, "Is it normal for me to take something that is of no use to me and give it to a friend? As for the question of respecting you, it's about respect among friends." It's not necessary."
Woking didn't blink, and looked at Beta quietly. People can deceive the gods, but there is absolutely no way to tell lies in front of the gods, they can see it.
Beta accepted Woking's scrutiny frankly.
After a while, Woking smiled, not the kind of awkward smile, but a heartfelt, joyful smile.
"Well, I get it, it doesn't matter if you can get the godhead of the God of Love or not, no matter whether you can become a demigod or not, as long as one day, you come to my kingdom of God, you will be mine..."
At this time, Woking suddenly stopped talking, but turned his head to look back, with a rather displeased expression on his face.
"Hahaha, it really is here, Miss Woking."
A cloud of transparent water floated in from the window, fell to the ground, and turned into Akua's appearance.
She rushed over and hugged Wojin: "I didn't expect to see you on the main plane."
Because her words were interrupted, Wojin was quite displeased, and she glared at Akuya angrily: "Get out, don't bother my Pope."
Akuya looked aggrieved: "I just came here to play with him, and I didn't think about abducting him."
"Play, you know how to play all day long, come back with me."
Woking grabbed Akua's ear, half a second later, Akua disappeared, and Shirley's aura returned to its original state.
"Woo..." Shirley was a little tired after being borrowed by Woking for so long. She sat on the chair and looked at Beta with a strange expression: "Godhead, you actually want to give it to the goddess."
Beta said helplessly: "It's just possible, I may not be able to get the godhead."
"For a goddess, it doesn't matter whether she has a godhead or not. The heart is the most important thing." Shirley said admiringly, "And you have successfully conveyed your thoughts and intentions to the goddess."
"It's not unusual for friends to help each other."
Shirley chuckled lightly: "Is friendship more precious than godhead, or pure friendship?"
"How innocent." Beta pouted.
Shirley laughed and said, "Some people don't think so."
Beta shrugged.
Shirley took a break and went out to do errands again. The population of Woking City is increasing, and there are naturally more and more trivial matters.
Beta lay down on the bed and entered her soul space.
The soul space is the same as before, with mostly blue sky and white clouds, occasionally some small dark clouds.
But under the sky, there was a huge purple light cluster.
Beta knew that it was Pamela's soul imprint. From the outside, it looks like a light spot the size of a grain of rice, but in the soul world, it has become a terrifying mass of giants.
A Miaoman figure appeared beside Beta.
"Are you satisfied?"
The sound is very pleasant, with a sticky feeling of 糥糥. She is Pamela, and she usually lives in the fantasy space of the magic tattoo. Now that her soul imprint has come to Beta's soul space, she can naturally follow.
"Your soul space is so vast and beautiful." Pamela looked around: "Living in this kind of place is much better than my little illusion."
Beta's eyes fell on Pamela's body. The latter's clothes were only a few pieces of cloth, which barely covered the important parts of her body, but these pieces of cloth were somewhat transparent, and they were faintly visible, making them even more attractive.
His soul was normal and unaffected, but the soul space suddenly shook.