Chapter 920: Chapter 918 Deity Chapter 920: Chapter 918 Deity Oh?
It seed like he had stumbled upon sothing extraordinary!
With the bizarre scene before him, coupled with Selana’s narration, Fu Qian’s mind instantly conjured up nurous images.
To insist that this Annalise before him was rely a nasake or a lookalike of the Progenitor of the Bloodline Clan would be too far-fetched.
But if not… from what Herbert implied, the Progenitor of the Bloodline Clan was originally just an ordinary person, a devotee of the moon, who then beca a reincarnated spirit child?
If this information were true, the impact on the Bloodline Clan, who called themselves her descendants, would be imnse.
In fact, Selana already seed slightly bewildered.
“Don’t be confused…”
Prompted by Annalise’s remark, Herbert, after a long silence, finally spoke.
“In my heart, you have always been an entity of utmost nobility, and that is eternally unchanging.”
“I know…”
Faced with this rather bizarre statent, Annalise also sounded emotionally complex.
“The Ancestor… it can’t be.”
Amidst this seemingly oblivious conversation, the overwheld Selana couldn’t help but exclaim.
Regrettably, Fu Qian ignored her and walked forward by himself, taking a seat nearby to observe more closely.
It proved that Annalise and the other devotees outside were no different – completely unaware of Fu Qian and his presence.
From this position, the future Progenitor of the Bloodline Clan didn’t even appear to be twenty years old.
Green eyes and red lips, under a plain yet elegantly styled long dress, although her features were quite consistent with those of the statue, they presented a distinctly different impression.
At this mont, her face undoubtedly bore a complex expression.
Fu Qian could very much relate to this: I believe in myself… encountering such an event would confuse most people, let alone such devout believers.
“So… will you always serve , Herbert?”
However, after a brief silence, Annalise, seemingly coming to terms with reality a bit, posed a strange question to the man who had relayed this divine ssage.
“…Of course, forever.”
He seed to pause for a mont, but then replied with resolute tones.
“Very well…”
Annalise gave him a deep look.
“I’ll go out first.”
“Okay.”
Herbert, who had just been comforting her, seed to sense so pressure, responding shortly before sowhat dazedly watching her leave.
“Do you think she is the Ancestor?”
At this mont, Selana couldn’t hold back anymore and ca forward to ask.
“Do you think she isn’t?”
Fu Qian glanced at her, neither confirming nor denying, and smilingly asked in return.
“She can’t be!”
Selana said this sowhat through gritted teeth.
“Reasons, list the reasons why you think it’s impossible.”
Fu Qian chose not to directly refute her obsession but rather to guide her.
“The Ancestor is a born mythical being, the entire Bloodline Clan are her offspring.”
Selana’s tone visibly rose, but unfortunately, her confidence did not increase accordingly, sounding more like she was convincing herself.
“With all due respect, even the Ancestor’s statue authenticated by you doesn’t look much like you; the offspring narrative is indeed hard to believe.”
Fu Qian listened carefully and shook his head.
…
Selana was montarily speechless.
At that ti, Annalise had already left Herbert behind and was walking back the way they had co.
“In the legends, when was your Progenitor born?”
Taking this rare opportunity to explore historical secrets, Fu Qian naturally wouldn’t waste ti helping Selana adjust her mood.
As he asked again, he patted her shoulder, signaling her to follow and continue admiring the glory of the almost Ancestors.
…
Selana seed hesitant, but clearly she couldn’t find a reason to recoil, and reluctantly toughened up and followed.
“The Ancestor is one of the oldest Divine Beings of the Mythic Era… She once sheltered this world for a considerably long ti, and thus the Blood Clan beca a powerful race.”
“However, later she sent down fewer divine decrees, and the Blood Clan gradually withered, eventually each hiding on their own.”
One of the oldest Deities… Fu Qian nodded.
“What about the Red Moon?”
“After the end of the Mythic Era, unlike the other vanished Gods, the Ancestor instead beca more active, although she underwent so changes in form…”
“According to the legends of our clan, it was because She was wounded while protecting this world.”
Hmm.
Fu Qian showed no surprise at this explanation.
“That truly is a fascinating interpretation.”
“So based on that, your Ancestor’s true ti of activity was even prior to that long night.”
Walking in step behind Annalise, Fu Qian analyzed earnestly.
“Assuming the scene before us is real, it seems her period of activity was not very long.”
…
Clearly, Selana didn’t appreciate Fu Qian’s conclusion, but at the mont was at a loss for words.
By then the door had opened, and in silence, she followed behind as the three of them returned to the hall they had left earlier.
The ethereal music continued, but the prayers seed to have stopped.
Although only ancient images, Fu Qian still sensed so discordant information.
The seemingly reverent followers appeared to harbor so disillusionnt, a sense of not being entirely released, body and spirit.
No response?
A speculation naturally arose in Fu Qian’s mind.
At this ti, was the Moon God not very active, and that’s why the priests believed more in reincarnation through divine decree?
…
It was apparent that Annalise was quite popular among the followers.
Upon spotting her, soone had already greeted her imdiately.
And in response to the call of the kindly old lady, after Annalise had gone up to sit down, the slight agitation among the people seed to dissipate.
She’s handling this well now!
Fu Qian silently praised her in his mind.
There was an empty seat next to Annalise; without needing a reminder from Fu Qian, Selana went straight over to sit, her gaze fixed intently on the forr, determined to find any flaws.
“Herbert?”
But in the next instant, the old lady, in a sowhat suggestive tone, asked a question that left Selana frowning.
Indeed, it wasn’t an illusion, the relationship between the First Blood Race and the Ancestor was quite extraordinary.
The eternal devotion wasn’t just talk.
Fu Qian thought to himself as he listened.
“Hmm.”
Annalise smiled slightly, softly acknowledging.
But the next mont, she seed to think of sothing, and her expression beca sowhat strange.
“Do you think it would look better if the eyes were red?”
Almost instantly, Fu Qian noticed Selana’s face turn a few shades paler.
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