Capítulo 809: Chapter 154: The Tyrant Who Isn’t a Tyrant
Fermat Baha shook his head after hearing this, raising a finger and said to Rafael,
“It seems that many years have passed, so long that you’ve forgotten your own history. If your ancestors heard how their descendants retold their stories like this, they would definitely… be furious. The Dragon Court was not founded by . Initially, I did have the thought of helping you, like my kin did, but you rejected and pleaded for not to use violence to enslave other creatures.”
Moli, hiding behind Rafael, pursed her lips. She wasn’t sure if it was just an illusion, but she noticed Fermat Baha, who was crouching with his hands folded on the ground, spoke very slowly, as if carefully considering each word.
“It is clearly impossible for to help you build the Dragon Court you imagine, and now it’s also impossible to turn back to the path I previously offered you, there’s no power even if there is the will… You are rely incomplete beings inadvertently created through my bloodline and hold little relation to . Your faith in is misplaced, and I have never taken responsibility for you like my kin…”
Rafael’s pupils dilated slightly but showed no other response. She pinched the palm of her hand, remaining silent. In fact, she did not feel particularly disappointed or harbor any resentnt towards Fermat Baha. Until today, she had only heard of Fermat Baha in stories from her parents and never relied on the idea of this divine being manifesting in the world, nor would she in the future.
Instead, a childish yet ethereal voice ca to Moli’s ears from Ramasitia, laughing as it said,
“Don’t listen to that kid Fermat Baha lying. Although he says so, he has helped the Dragon-man species many tis. Long ago, a Fake God once threw a powerful spear from the do towards the Dragon Court. He used his physical body to deflect the spear, causing it to fall to the ground and split an entire continent into what you now see as the Western and Southern Continents.”
“In the later Mythical Wars, the Mythical Species and their clans fought amongst each other, but only his Dragon-man species had no clan, so he personally joined the wars like the Fake God who helped humans, otherwise, Yahweh would not have acted; the Angels and Elves refrained from fully attacking the Dragon Court because of this, my strongest child, limiting their battles to the Ocean and East Continent… Unfortunately, even he could not stop the Soul Disaster within the Dragon Court, which destroyed the Dragon Court created by Fermat Baha and his offspring…”
By the end, Ramasitia’s tone carried a hint of regret, undoubtedly more knowledgeable about their child than anyone else, even though this child had once distanced themselves in the long river of ti.
“Soul Disaster?”
Moli contemplated this unfamiliar term in her mind, seemingly never having heard her mother ntion it.
“Yes, look at these black substances around you, they were once a human nad Caleb Wuz, a Transferee… they were beguiled by Chaos from beyond the World. Chaos, through knowledge, took root in them, inevitably leading to disaster.”
“Caleb Wuz attempted to enter the Spirit Realm through the Dragon Court, the safest place during the war, but ended up collapsing into madness, his body deforming into this monster that continuously devours and fuses other souls, quickly slaughtering hundreds of thousands of Fermat Baha’s offspring inside the Dragon Court… After fighting Xuan Can, already severely wounded, he had to deal with the Soul Disaster caused by the Transferee, and although his bloodline did survive, the Dragon Court was completely destroyed, and Death caught up with him…”
Moli continued her conversation with Ramasitia in her mind, but Rafael had already adjusted her emotions, taking a deep breath and lifting her gaze to look at Fermat Baha before her. She then said,
“I understand, Dragon… Fermat Baha, thank you for your honesty. You are right, the survival of the Dragon Court should not rely on the Divine, as it is a nation we founded. Nevertheless, my people and I will rember you, as you granted us the bloodline that gave life… Excuse , we will take our leave now. Moli, let’s go.”
Watching Rafael turn to leave, Fermat Baha suddenly extended one of his claws towards her, atop which a single red bead of blood floated,
“In the past, I gave a gift to my offspring when they created the Dragon Court. If you succeed in the future, then this will be a gift for founding the New Dragon Court; of course, if you fail, it will be your burial offering.”
The blood gradually drifted towards Rafael, entering her body as she was montarily stunned, yet she felt no extra sensation. In the next mont, a dark red spear materialized with her will.
Seeing the dark red spear floating before her, Rafael quickly realized it was a formidable weapon. Looking at Fermat Baha, who had folded his hands again, she gracefully accepted the spear into her hand, bowed to thank him, and left without turning back.
“Wait, Rafael, wait for .”
Moli quickly followed Rafael, hurrying to keep up while also rembering to bow to Fermat Baha.
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