NOVEL NEXT Chapter 143 Your Family's Statue of Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor Has Become Divine!!!_3
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It shouldn't be....No matter how I think about it, the Evil God shouldn't be concerned about me.
Why bother with a Black Dragon like me?
"You sigh too?"
So even Evil Dragons sigh, huh? I thought Evil Dragons didn't sigh.
"That surprises you?"
"I've never seen you sigh before, I find it quite fascinating...."
"Ah.... I was just wondering, the reason I can hear whispers.... Could it be because I'm getting on in years, starting to get a bit neurotic...."
"???"
Getting on in years?
Neurotic?
The Young Dragon felt she might truly lack wisdom; sometimes she completely couldn't understand the professional terminology that spewed from the Evil Dragon's mouth.
Time to sleep.
If even the Evil Dragon is troubled, there's definitely no way she can help.
The Young Dragon curled up into a ball, clutching her fluffy Dragon Whelp doll, beginning to feel drowsy. December was coming soon; it seemed like it was time to use a blanket.
Tomorrow when I go to Saint Blue, I'll buy a blanket for myself and one for the Evil Dragon.
The Evil Dragon's Dragon Nest is warm in winter and cool in summer; one doesn't catch a cold even without a blanket.
But still, it's better to buy two blankets, to show some respect for December after all....
To respect December.... is to respect the Goddess of Ice and Snow.
After musing for a while.... the Young Dragon drifted off to sleep.
Before long, Evil Dragon Lance entered a state that was neither sleep nor wakefulness, and then.... he heard the whispers again...
In days past, thinking only of sleep, he hadn't paid attention to those whispers that seemed to arise directly in his mind. Tonight, he intended to see.... whether there was truly something unclean that had set its sights on him.
In a state hovering between sleep and wakefulness, Evil Dragon Lance "saw" many golden threads in his mind, these threads converging into a small golden cloud the size of a thumb.
This time he heard clearly.... those whispers.... they were coming to his mind along these golden threads....
Faintly glowing golden threads spread from the Void.
Evil Dragon Lance watched the golden threads spreading into his mind from an unknown place, wondering.... whether to condense a Soul Knife.... and chop all this stuff up....
Golden threads growing in my mind.... how could this be?
First, let me hear what you filthy things are really saying.
In this strange state, Evil Dragon Lance flew up to several golden threads, listening attentively....
Huh....
It seems to be the language of the Human World.
I can't hear clearly.
Even closer, still can't hear clearly.
Don't force me, if I'm pushed, I'll crawl along the golden threads to listen to you—
The thought had barely formed when whoosh.... Evil Dragon Lance turned into a streak of light.... rushing into the Void along the golden threads....
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"Caroline, are you okay? The Teleportation Array had an issue... we didn't arrive at the intended location, we fell from the Void into the Twilight Grand Canyon, we.....aren't.... How can you still be praying at a time like this?
The object of your prayer isn't even a deity, I mean... can't you be a bit more sensible? Even if you pray, at least pray to a deity, what's the point of praying to the 'Ancestor of the Sword' that you all talk about?
Could it be that the 'Ancestor of the Sword' you speak of could actually manifest and help us push back the Dark Undead Race within the twilight Grand Canyon? And those terrifying bone beasts?"
Aria tapped Caroline's head gently with her Magic Wand, having encountered an unexpected glitch while en route to the academy via the Teleportation Array.
The Teleportation Array malfunctioned, and their group of four plummeted from the Void into the Twilight Grand Canyon, a place even adventurers were reluctant to visit.
Not only were there the Dark Undead Race, but also various demonic bone creatures and beasts--with the strength of just the four of them, getting out of this canyon... was nothing but a pipe dream.
Caroline was a Swordsman; she was a Mage, and the remaining two companions were a Warrior and a Pharmacist...
Just now, the four of them had barely managed to kill three skeletal soldiers wielding fragmentary greatswords.
The Warrior got injured in the legs and arms while protecting the Pharmacist.
Caroline, who lacked real combat experience, barely managed to take down two skeletons with her.
The Twilight Grand Canyon was perennially shrouded in a dusky mist, and one needed to bring some special extraordinary instruments to navigate this place. Otherwise, it was easy to lose one's way.
What surprised Aria was that right after they had killed two skeletons, Caroline hauled out a life-sized 'Statue' from her Spatial Ring.
At first, she thought Caroline had taken out a 'Statue of a Deity', until Caroline began praying to the 'Statue' and she realized that it was indeed the 'Ancestor of the Sword' that Caroline had produced.
The legendary Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor who left behind the Four Realms of Sword Path.
Knowing the truth, she nearly burst into tears.
If what Caroline had brought out was indeed a 'Statue of a Deity', perhaps with sincere prayer or by carrying the statue with them, they really could have a chance to leave the Twilight Grand Canyon.
But what she had taken out was the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor, and whether or not this legendary figure was a deity was still a matter of question. Enjoy exclusive chapters from empire
"Aria, you must not disrespect the Ancestor of the Sword, sir. In my heart, the Ancestor of the Sword is on par with the gods. If we pray sincerely to him, he will watch over us."
"I'm a Mage, sister... Ah... forget it... At least the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor was a legend... If the Ancestor had spirit and knew that you carried his... 'Statue' wherever you went, he probably wouldn't know how to feel about this behavior."
The heavy, oppressive atmosphere lifted somewhat the moment Caroline took out the 'Statue' of the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor.
Whether she was a Mage, the Warrior, or the Pharmacist, they were all shocked by Caroline's action.
Who in their right mind would think to carry around the statue of a mighty hero?
Let's just agree to call the statue of the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor a 'Statue of a Deity' for now...
Evil Dragon Lance, feigning deafness for quite a while, finally got a general grasp of his current situation.
Good news: what was after him wasn't some Evil God.
Bad news: he had caught the attention of a seemingly not-so-bright human girl.
Who also liked to carry around the 'Statue' of the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor wherever she went.
Time to go back to sleep.
Divinizing the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor...
To avoid unnecessary trouble, it might be best to let the creatures of this place kill off this little girl...
Lance turned and walked away.
"Ahhhh! Caroline, Caroline!!! Your... your Ancestor of the Sword is walking away!!!"