I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

"Anno, don't make wild guesses. There are some things I haven't told you because you weren't qualified to know them before. Letting you know too much would only cause you more trouble."

Philomena looked at Anno with a serious expression and said, "But right now, there are only the two of us Summoning Gods in this world."

I won't say you're my follower, but on your path of growth, we can be considered both teacher and friend.

In this world today, the two of us are definitely the most trustworthy people.

You can't trust anyone else too much, including the God Hunter.

He Zeng's strength is too great. Although he is the most powerful henchman of the second generation, neither you nor I can restrain him.

Moreover, he has used you as bait several times before, so you probably don't have a good impression of him.

That's why I don't have frequent contact with the God Hunters.

Anno looked at Philomena, sensing that she seemed to be preparing to make a decision.

As expected, Philomena took a deep breath and stretched out her fair hand to Anno, saying, "Anno, as the third generation of the Summoning God, I sincerely invite you to join my team."

I cannot tell you my current purpose until you become a full member of my team.

But rest assured, I would never harm you.

I will never put you in any dangerous situation again.

Anno had a vague feeling that Philomena might still have some important mission to complete.

Only by grasping the hand in front of you can you gain a deeper and more authentic understanding of the world.

"certainly!"

Anno reached out and squeezed Philomena's hand, laughing, "We're both gods of summoning, and now you're the only one I can trust!"

"Strictly speaking, you should be a summoning god, or a god of spirit communication."

Fate corrected him from the side, saying, "From the moment you became a god, your followers were qualified to become psychics."

They can become psychics as long as they receive your approval during prayer!

Now there is another profession in the world.

"Anno, if you want to acquire a large amount of faith power, you'll need to spread the faith extensively and increase your followers."

Anno looked around at the battlefield and murmured, "Perhaps, it would be simpler to obtain faith power from enemy god-level powerhouses."

Fate paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood as he laughed.

As he wiped the blood away, he said, "If you had that kind of strength!"

Philomena, standing to the side, rubbed her forehead and thought to herself: This guy really never stops.

If Anno hadn't previously held the title of the World's Chosen, he would have died countless times since the start of World War III.

The group had been flying on the battlefield for quite some time, but they still hadn't escaped the battle zone.

The reason is that the gods of the divine realm are after Anno.

Wherever Anno flies, the battlefield will shift around Anno.

There were even quite a few gods who wanted to rush to Anno's side.

"It looks like we can't leave without driving the enemy back!"

Anno also realized his current predicament.

The Dragon Scorpion Tail Cannon Sword emerged from Anno's body and flew into his hand.

Looking at the divine artifact in his hand, Anno suddenly asked Fate and Philomena beside him, "Do you think that if the soul is preserved, is there really a way to be resurrected in the future?"

Anno shouldn't have asked that question.

Because the two people next to you are very likely to be able to provide the answer.

Once the answer is negative, Anno doesn't know if her persistence is still meaningful.

Having figured this out, Anno suddenly said, "I'm sorry, please don't tell me the answer. Let me find it myself!"

Philomena originally wanted to tell Anno "yes".

But after hearing Anno's last words, Philomena saw Fate shake his head at him, and she swallowed back the words she was about to say.

"No matter what others say, as long as you believe in something and strive for it, anything is possible."

Fate approached Anno, looked at the demonic sword, and guessed without calculation whose soul was inside.

"Thanks!"

Anno sheathed his sword.

He was not prepared to use the demonic sword, fearing it would be destroyed in the war of the gods.

The Armor of Retribution he was wearing was a set of evolving artifacts.

According to Queen Elsanna, this is a set of artifacts commissioned by Anno to be crafted by the dwarves more than a thousand years ago.

After Anno's death, the self-repairing Armor of Retribution was also completely shattered.

In the end, Gloria managed to repair the artifact and kept it until it was finally handed over to Anno.