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Chapter 193



Chapter 193

Chapter 193: Chapter 125 Grey and Dark Cloud_2 Chapter 193: Chapter 125 Grey and Dark Cloud_2 And at that moment, Antlers spoke up and asked, “By the way, how should I address you?”

“Grey.”

Lily answered.

The “Spider’s Silk Sensing” that she had inherited came from the teaching of Grey Celestial Marshal.

Now, using this name could not have been more appropriate.

“I will protect you from the shadows.”

She spoke softly, “I will always follow you, but do not try to find me...

I am the spider in the corner.”

Of course, this was a lie.

She was quietly observing Antlers, looking for an opportunity for a fatal blow.

In fact, she had not fully understood this mission...

...

but Lily had clearly realized one thing.

— Just by killing six individuals, victory was assured.

And Mr.

Aiwass was definitely capable of doing it.

However, the first to appear in the ceremony, “Antlers,” was the most uncontrollable variable.

No one knew how many more trump cards he had left.

Thus, Lily had to follow him closely, looking for a certain opportunity to kill him.

But besides that...

“You say you are a big shot.”

Lily, hiding in the shadows, could not help but ask, “Do you know the ministers in the Round Table Hall?”

She was curious about her birth father, whom she knew almost nothing about.

Upon hearing this, Antlers revealed a confident smile, “Of course.

Nobody knows those people in the Round Table Hall better than I do.”

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Gordon, who had taken on the name “Thunder,” Knight, and the decayed-looking man, whose mental state was not great, had already broken free.

They had left the storage room without any losses.

“Where are you headed next?”

Gordon naturally took over as team leader, “Let’s see if we are going the same way—if so, we could help each other out.

If not, then we must part ways.”@@@@

“I’m looking for the Holy Lance.”

Knight said without hesitation, “And then use the Holy Lance to shatter the Giant’s Magic Cauldron!

If I get the chance, I also want to challenge some of the Giants who worship the evil gods!”

“I can accompany you to get the Holy Lance,” Gordon nodded gravely, “and to smash the Magic Cauldron.

The ministers of the Giant Kingdom, each taller than the castle walls of the royal city.

They were tall and thin, with almost twenty meters in stature, and white beards cascading like waterfalls.

Human weapons could hardly harm them, and for them, killing humans was as easy as a human stepping on insects.

These giants caused earthquakes when they ran, hence they usually sat withering away, incessantly eating.

Only during festivals would they stand and wrestle each other, causing days of earth-shattering tremors.

Judging from the doors of this Holy Temple, this giant couple must be at least twenty meters tall.

That is three times the height of an ordinary giant.

“This ‘giant couple’ is likely the actual envoys of the Bear Celestial Marshal,” Gordon said.

Gordon turned to the Knight, speaking gravely, “Angel Envoys guarding temples is perfectly normal, hence they could kill the Angel Envoy of the Path of Devotion and seize the Holy Lance.

Just as in the Temple of Akpolis, where occasionally Hippocrates and Akpolis themselves would appear...

The Giant Dynasty worshipped the Bear Celestial Marshal, constructing temples everywhere, where Envoys could fully manifest.”

“This is why I was against attacking the giants.

Even if the Bear Celestial Marshal’s envoys are not as powerful as those of the Nine Pillar Gods...

but after all, the Bear Celestial Marshal is a Celestial Marshal of the Path of Authority.

With the weapon of an Angel Envoy from the Path of Devotion, to challenge two envoys from the Path of Authority, I still think it’s a reckless act,” he continued.

Upon hearing this, the wooden-looking man laughed again: “Path of Authority?

Hahaha...”

Gordon finally lost his patience.

He turned around, asking seriously, “Sir, if you find something funny, just say it directly.

Please refrain from speaking in riddles—it only spoils the mood—I believe we are, for the time being, companions in escape.

Is there anything that cannot be said plainly?”

“...Are you sure you want to hear it?”

The man’s lips curled into a nuanced smile, “This is your own request, so you can’t blame me.”

Although a sense of foreboding faintly stirred in Gordon and the Knight, by now, there was no desire to turn back.

“You may call me Dark Cloud.

I am a werewolf being hunted by the Son of the Moon, a poor writer...

preparing to flee to Avalon.

I hope you can offer some convenience when the time comes...

Mr.

Thunder.”

The dry man leaned against the huge, coarse, bluish stone wall, lifted a finger, and his mouth curled up maliciously: “This is knowledge you can never acquire in Avalon.

Although the Silver-Crowned Dragon might not care, His Angel Envoys would; His Angel Envoys might not care, but the monarchs of the mortal realm must—why did they not exterminate the giants thoroughly back then?”

“This is a secret from the foundation of Avalon, from the history before the Path of Authority even existed, it’s the only event of the Nine Pillar Gods changing that humanity has ever witnessed.

“Listen, and then confront the truth...”


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