"So exaggerated? Isn’t she supposed to be your student?"
"Does being a student an they’re always inferior to the teacher? Moreover, she’s an extraordinary genius, rare even in a millennium. If that’s the case, I’d spend my whole life just looking up to Mr. Helson without studying or researching anything myself."
"That makes sense. But since even long, long ago, before the Mother Goddess descended, your student had already mastered such advanced Magic techniques. Why didn’t the Mother Goddess teach this to humans later when she passed on Magic, instead of just the Magic below the Mythical Rank..."
"And even then, she didn’t teach all the Magic below the Mythical Rank. Initially, the Magic humans learned was very primitive and incomplete; most of today’s Magic was developed by humans themselves..."
"I see..."
In fact, Fisher might know the answer to Emhardt’s question.
He rembered reading "Source Magic Book One" from the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual during his ti in the Holy Land, which detailed how the Mother Goddess taught Magic to humans at the behest of a friend.
This ans the Mother Goddess was not the creator of Magic, and the content she later communicated was already a second-hand translation, explaining why it seed so "primitive."
Based on Tangze Asuka’s level of Magic, Fisher speculated that the "friend" ntioned by the Mother Goddess was likely the president of the Creation Society, Tangze Asuka.
At that ti, the Mother Goddess was residing in the Spirit Realm, and the fact that Tangze Asuka knew her possibly ant Tangze Asuka had already passed through the Spirit Realm’s [Ultimate] and left this world.
As Fisher and Emhardt conversed, his gaze quickly locked onto a specific spot near the coast,
"Found it."
Fisher gradually reverted to his original form, swiftly covering Emhardt in his arms, and once more heading swiftly towards that direction near the coast.
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About a hundred ters from the Dragon Court Coast, within an outwardly old and seemingly abandoned shipyard, sounds of flesh noisily writhing could be faintly heard.
Before the defeat in front of the Dragon Court, the human alliance led by Nali had launched assaults from the ocean on the coastline, and this shipyard was among the first attacked places.
After that incident, the Dragon Courts withdrew and dismantled their original sites.
"Hurry, Lilim, I feel our left-behind blood artifact has been destroyed by soone."
Inside the abandoned factory, a female voice suddenly echoed. On a closer look, in the dock connecting to the ocean where ships were originally parked, a headless shadow was hauling a boat’s body into the water.
Behind that shadow, a portion identical to the flesh Fisher destroyed earlier was linked to this silhouette’s tail, continuously transferring Fallen Self within.
To demons, these invisible Fallen Selves were like pure energy, extrely delectable food.
Under the restoration of the Fallen Self, their originally headless bodies bizarrely grew partly, with sticky liquid-drenched horns protruding from their heads, immature but taking shape.
"I know, Laram."
Behind the demon dragging the boat, another demon holding an oar and supplies appeared.
It looked like they were planning to escape the Dragon Court using the remaining ships from this abandoned shipyard.
"Thanks to Lord Agares’ blessing, if ordinary us got our heads shattered by a Mythical Rank attack, we couldn’t have survived."
"Laram," the demon dragging the boat threw it into the water, feeling the growing flesh on its head with grateful excitent, said.
"Hah, don’t forget, Lord Agares and Lord Barbatos sent us here to die."
In contrast to Laram, Lilim’s expression was utterly disdainful, she curled her lips, looking quite displeased,
"Cocum, like you, is brainless; she actually went to die without saying a word when asked to sacrifice herself, truly..."
"What’s the big deal, even if us attendants die, we’ll get resurrected from the ’Molten Lava Pool’ of the dynasty. Dead is dead."
"You an with a changed appearance, lost mories, like becoming a new person? Is that what you call resurrection?"
Lilim threw everything into the boat, then jumped aboard ahead, cursing quietly,
"These Demon Gods totally ignore us; they’d be better off staying asleep. At least then, I could hide freely in human society..."
"Lilim used to be in the human kingdoms? Impressive, I just slept. Where were you?"
"Nali."
"Doing what there?"
"Working a job."
"What’s the difference from now?"
Lilim’s half-ford face couldn’t even fully express emotions, but it was clearly furious.
It seed that, in the tis of Saint Nali, this demon was utterly disdainful of her work,
"Are you leaving or not? I’m going alone if you’re not coming!"
"Of course, I’m leaving."
"Snap!"
Just then, the tightly shut door of the abandoned shipyard suddenly swung open, revealing a tall figure clad in a red robe outside.
At the mont the door opened, Lilim and Laram instantly felt an overwhelming chill and fear from their souls.
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