northernbook Chapter 382 Devouring
Chapter 382 Devouring
Catherine's eyes trembled. Lilith's guesses were wild and imaginative, and there was no fear of the gods in her eyes. It seemed that in her eyes, the gods were nothing more than... animals.
Some higher animals. Although she had always known that Lilith did not believe in God, Catherine was still shocked by her bold thinking and was speechless for a moment.
"But you see, for the likes of Poseidon, it seems that his followers have never preached to the outside world. Lucas hangs in front of me all day, but I have never seen him hold any sacrificial activities on certain days. It seems that those old gods have no requirements for their believers, but are their support. But the God of Light has large-scale sacrificial activities every year, and the church also encourages people to pray every week. The God of Light is more like the kind of god I... well, I know, who thrives on incense."
Lilith's last few words were extremely vague, causing Katherine to blink.
"So, there seem to be two systems of gods here! Do you think this is the difference between the old gods and the new gods?" Lilith's eyes lit up, and she looked like she had discovered a big secret and was waiting to be praised.
"That sounds... reasonable..." Catherine had to admit. "What else?"
Lilith also blinked, "No."
Catherine was speechless—what was she expecting, this was Lilith!
"You can't expect me to deduce some earth-shattering theory from these few guesses. That's what your eldest daughter should do." Lily acted recklessly and patted Catherine's shoulder as if she had a long way to go.
"Come on, Princess! As the protagonist, you cannot refuse the tasks assigned by the NPC!" Lilith maliciously set a new difficult problem for Catherine and stood up from the bench.
"Where are you going?" Catherine saw Lilith was about to go out before she had finished digesting her guesses.
"Go find Leila. I'm not really a vicious stepsister. You should always comfort your sister if she's angry." Lilith didn't look back. She waved to her companions behind her and left in style.
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"Is this Lilith's sword?" In the Rose Building, Jaina shook her discovery.
"This shell... should be it. I remember she always had something hanging on her sword." Lulu came over to take a look, then turned to Lilith's partner uncertainly and asked, "Lucas, do you think this is it?"
However, the latter did not respond. He was holding a shining silver sword. The sword was extremely thin, like a new branch growing on a tree, but the brilliance on the blade proved that its lethality was no less than those broadswords.
Lucas could no longer hear any other sounds. The only thing in his world was the long sword in front of him that was emitting a mysterious light. His heart was beating wildly in his chest, like dense drumbeats, and each beat hit his bones and made his eardrums hurt. His mind was blank, and his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, and he did not move for a long time.
"Found it... I found it..." The blue-haired boy muttered to himself.
This is it, this is it! Lucas was certain that this was the sword he saw hanging alone on the wall of the dark room in the basement warehouse of Shadow Locke Auction House. Whenever he saw it, his heart would beat wildly. He must have made no mistake.
"...Lucas?" There seemed to be a voice calling him.
"Lucas." The annoying noise continued.
"Clang--" After a sharp sound of weapons colliding, the silver light escaped from Lucas's hand, spun twice in the air accompanied by the sound of others inhaling, and inserted into the gap in the wooden floor of the hall, shaking continuously.
"Who!" Lucas' connection with the sword was interrupted, and he suddenly came back to his senses, his tone full of hostility.
"Leila Taylor."
A familiar voice sounded, and the end of the giant sword reached Lucas' face. Now he was completely sober, the annoyance on his face disappeared, and he raised his hand obediently.
"What's wrong, Miss Leila?" Lucas forced a flattering smile at the noble lady, but his eyes still couldn't help but peek in the direction of the sword.
"Follow me." Leila turned and walked towards the garden outside the small building. Lucas scratched his head and had to follow.
The rest of the people looked at each other. Jaina walked over and pulled out the silver-white rapier that was stuck in the ground. She placed it properly on the table together with Lilith's sword, and then followed everyone to the garden to watch the fun.
The roses were still in full bloom as in previous years. There was no one in the garden at this time. Leila looked at the young man in front of her who was a head taller than her with an extremely solemn expression.
"Leila Taylor, in the name of my ancestor Zhuangshenni Taylor, and with the honor of the Taylor family at stake, I challenge you to a duel of honor."
"--ha?!!!"
Lucas was completely dumbfounded. He pointed at his nose in disbelief, "Me?"
"That's you." Leila nodded.
The Rose Building was empty at the moment, so no one saw that one of the two swords placed together by Jaina was glowing with a bright light. The originally sharp and hard sword suddenly softened like molten iron. It twisted and deformed, and continued to extend to the side, like a new branch, climbing up the other sword next to it until it completely wrapped it up.
The elven dragon climbed up and down the outer wall, and stopped at the glass window on the first floor, staring inside with wide eyes. From time to time, screams were heard from outside the building, and inside the small building, a silent and strange swallowing performance was also going on, until -
"puff."
There was a slight sound coming from the table, and the pink-blue shell hanging from the knot was spat out of the metal, still hanging in the same position as before.
There were only two swords on the table, and now only one is left.