Book 3: Chapter 38: A Nugget Of Truth Hidden In The Long River of History
That was the most solemn nod that Lilith had ever seen in her life.
The Pope stared at her intently as he slowly lowered his noble head as though being pressed down by something heavy. Lilith could even hear the creak of his bones.
After his beard touched his chest, the Pope slowly raised his head again. The vein on the sides of his head throbbed as his eyes turned bloodshot. It was a simple gesture, yet it seemed to have exhausted every ounce of strength that was left in this old man.
The Pope repeated the actions three times and was pale by the time he was done. He looked like his heart was sliced by a knife every time he did that.
“You have successfully persuaded me, but I have a question for you too. I hope you’ll answer it truthfully.”
The pope stood up slowly, his oppressive aura filled the entire hall.
“What’s your question?” Lilith asked.
“Who are you exactly?”
Of course, he wasn’t asking for her name. In fact, the moment she chopped the goddess’ ***** off, the Pope had ingrained her name into his mind.
He was inquiring on Lilith’s origin, or more exactly, her race.
Now that Lilith had taken out that scroll, the Pope naturally wouldn’t bluntly ask offensive questions such as ‘just what the hell are you?’ to her in case she would really unleash the power contained in the scroll if she got mad.
Truth be told, the Pope already had an answer in mind.
After all, there were only three races that were led by demigods in this world.
Only the closest members to a demigod could make them offer a demigod level protection spell to her.
The leader of the Sea of Origin had no descendants.Aall newest chapters on n.o./velbi/n/(.)com
The Demon King was going crazy all over the world not long ago after his daughter was taken away.
After the elimination, there was only one answer left.
“My mother is the Queen of Dragons. You should get what that means right?”
As expected...
The Pope was a tall man. There were hardly any other human beings taller than him. Thus he was like a small giant before Lilith.
Lilith showed no signs of discomfort facing the tall Pope. She had long gotten used to talking to huge creatures. The Pope was just a bug compared to the creatures that Lilith had usually come into contact with in the past.
Maybe a slightly huge bug.
Besides, the Pope was a little hunched from his old age. Hence, Lilith seemed more like the giant while he was just a dying old man.
The old Pope sighed, “Go then, with Thea. Henceforth, she has no relation to the Luminous Theocracy.”
Lilith was taken aback. “You’re going to let me go this easily?”
Once news of this got out, it would undoubtedly stir up a great commotion among the believers. The impact might be so huge that many followers might renounce their faith, just like the saintess did.
For example, those that had been saved by Thea.
Or those that Thea had once blessed.
Or those who had regained hope in life because of Thea.
After all, there weren’t only followers of the goddess in the Luminous Theocracy.
In the sanctuary, the Pope leaned back into his chair and looked up at the relief of the Radiant Goddess on the ceiling.
Of course, he knew of the reason that Lilith mentioned.
Thea wasn’t only his chosen heir, but also the goddess’ vessel.
She was the vessel that the Radiant Goddess would use when she descended.
Once the Radiant Goddess descended into the world of mortals for some reason, she would deprive Thea of her consciousness and take over her body.
But for what reason would the goddess personally descend to the world of mortals?
The Pope suddenly recalled something because of Lilith.
The history of all races in this world began nine million years ago.
It would seem like nine million years ago was the dividing line. Before that point in time, all races were but instinctive beasts. After the division, some races gained intelligence, and then started their own language and writing.
It was also at that time that humans started crawling like toddlers and then progressively built up their own civilization.
Throughout history, countless dynasties had fallen and risen. The human race changed their fate of being food to many other races to one of the tyrants that occupied an entire continent.
Countless truths were buried in the long river of history. Yet some remaining fragments were inadvertently passed down.
Among the few secrets of the church that only the Popes could know, there was a short story that was never recorded in any books. It was passed down the generations of popes through oral tradition.
No one could verify the authenticity of the tale, yet it was still extremely bone-chilling.
Nine million years ago, many races fought against each other for territories.
It was at that time, a huge crimson dragon swooped down from the sky.
She didn’t participate in the battle. Instead, she circled her own territory with blue flames that could burn everything to the ground. And to this day, her territory had never been invaded.
She was none other than the current Queen of Dragons.
Nine million years ago...
She was already a demigod.