Capítulo 1695: Chapter 272
The two sides continued their back-and-forth for a few more rounds, before Rose finally gave up struggling… She suddenly realized that the Undead Tribe opposite seed to be practicing their lip service on her, speaking with increasing enthusiasm, completely unconcerned about whether the negotiations might collapse.
But she didn’t want the talks to collapse.
‘Lucy’ increasingly sensed the convenient aspect of the Undead Tribe… Previously, whenever she wanted to snatch sothing specific, the Undead Tribe was really botherso.
They could always find that coveted item in impossible places, then others trying to snatch it might suddenly encounter so strong Divine Power.
If it were just the Elf Deity System, or even Coron, there’d be no problem, Rose had dealt with them so much that she always found a loophole.
The problem was, Rose was unsure who the Undead Tribe might summon.
The most annoying thing is, they might summon Lansendel over a trivial matter.
Who the hell can stand that?
The most terrifying thing is, they could even make Shaer and Celene join forces, with Lansendel assisting… oh, now they definitely have to include that Goddess of Magic who insists she’s Edna but is actually Midnight reincarnated.
What a bizarre being, how could one even think of nurturing fragnts of their past life’s soul into a Lesser God, to then deliver to a forr lover?
How could anyone completely reject everything from their past life… Edna now is practically relearning all sorts of abilities of the Goddess of Magic from the Weave, not even reclaiming all Divinity, wanting the prestige and power that strong Divine Power should have, the effort and ti she has to invest is dreadfully unimaginable.
Many Deities also completely distinguish themselves from their past lives, but would never reject the Divine Power and knowledge of the past, especially strength.
So the current Goddess of Magic is an existence that Toril Gods find incredibly difficult to understand.
Even so of her past enemies don’t know what to do… referring to the Prince of Lies, Cyric, whose face was long replaced by the void.
He actually hasn’t thought of retracting his enmity towards Midnight.
But which one is Midnight?
The one asleep under Kranvo’s ticulous care by the Styx, now that’s called Midnight!
These two definitely can only choose one to deal with… truly attack one, the other will certainly beco vigilant.
Though Cyric is always arrogant, he cannot sincerely believe he can handle a strong Divine Power entirely focused on defense.
The recent silence of the Prince of Lies in Toril definitely isn’t because the Undead Tribe widely broadcasted that epic love story of love and being loved… the only one truly hurt was Shuni.
Heim… well… the Toril Gods suspect he probably won’t resurrect, at least not before Toril is restarted again… of course, the Undead Tribe must also disappear from Toril.
Rose would rather face the full attack of the Elf Deity System than fight with this inexplicable group… if they ca alone, she wouldn’t be that timid.
Not including a guy like Lansendel with an abnormal mind.
After all, others would always weigh the pros and cons, and once the general trend becos irrevocable, they’d simply retreat… however, the Lord of Dawn is very likely to suddenly play a ga of mutual destruction with you.
That bastard can reappear in Dawn over a thousand or ten thousand years, what would others do?
A black light suddenly flashed across the long fingernails of Rose’s hand, ‘Mobi Chenxin’, who had been vigilantly holding the petite Magic Wand in his sleeve, couldn’t help but reverse grip it.
But the ‘Lucy’ who had figured things out just twisted her brow and asked, “So, who has that dagger?
What is its true purpose?
Who’s standing behind?
What’s its relation to the chaos and thread I want?”
‘Mobi Chenxin’ slowly let down his grip on the Magic Wand.
“The Snakehead Dagger, its evident abilities are curse and petrification. But…” though surprised by Rose’s sudden concession, ‘Mobi Chenxin’ didn’t delay, he was professional enough to clearly explain the dagger’s past life and present.
“Greek Gods…” Rose’s mind suddenly bizarrely shifted to another aspect, “quite interesting, isn’t it?”
“They always directly regard those who dare to resist as the enemy.
Never giving the losers weaker than themselves a chance to survive.” ‘Mobi Chenxin’ seed not quite in agreent, “Those who survive, either have their own ans of insurance, or simply, desperation.
Otherwise, one must concede from the start, even if humiliated to…”
“Humiliation?” Rose sneered, “As long as the final victory is achieved, what is that but?”
‘Mobi Chenxin’ pursed his lips, finally saying, “But other God Systems, cooperating with the Main God has benefits… when you fool with the Greek Gods, you lose Divine Power instead.”
Rose sneered, “Child, what do you know?”
‘Mobi Chenxin’ blinked: As the Spider Queen, Rose seed to have her own way.
But he really didn’t want to discuss this, especially when a group was filming beside him… ‘Mobi Chenxin’ felt like he needed to practice his facial composure.
I wonder if Old Dog could discuss the feasibility of various thods with her.
Sigh!
Then he pulled himself together and asked Rose what he wanted to know… When Rose ntioned the dagger first, it was actually an unspoken agreent to exchange information.
However, even if he asked first, ‘Mobi Chenxin’ understood that Rose, irritated by the Undead Tribe to the point of cursing but still refusing to leave, wouldn’t ignore his questions.
But she might downplay the issue, omitting so elents for him to analyze and consider himself.
The main concern was that ‘Mobi Chenxin’ felt uneasy about how cooperative Rose was, as he needed to be sure that this Evil God accompanying him wouldn’t suddenly stab him during battle.
Currently, he was quite satisfied with this outco.
“Respected Lady Rose, how are you sure that dagger is still in the hands of the Stelter Family… And did you sense sothing that made you think the deity behind this is beneficial to your future?” ‘Mobi Chenxin’ slipped the most important sentence among his long list of questions.
“That kid nad Lind has a very severe spiderweb poison.” Rose laughed, “But he can still manage to be just ill-tempered rather than, hehe~ like that Ismael you killed, for example?
Every child kissed by my lovely little spiders, I can see the glow of their soul… Clearly deeply kissed, but their blackened soul is pure black, not filthy, yet he’s not even a mage.”
Of course, ‘Mobi Chenxin’ understood Rose’s smile: Having no ability but still achieving sothing usually ans so assistance was involved.
And the Stelter Family doesn’t seem like it would possess such an item… nor are they the kind-hearted sort who would use sothing so powerful to protect a child’s soul.
After her investigation, Rose, who understood what the mutant spider was, naturally turned her attention to that weapon.
She absolutely didn’t believe that a weapon of such level could be destroyed by a mortal’s fire.
“So, should I answer Lansendel like this?” ‘Mobi Chenxin’ thought for a mont and honestly told the Spider Queen, “Because this matter involves Tai Ji, the Lord of Dawn is very concerned.”
“Heh~ AO will be concerned too.” Rose spoke disdainfully, “Even considering her future resurrection, Tai Ji would not choose this timing, much less do so near Toril.”
She raised an eyebrow and smirked coldly: “When did Toril end up at the gate of the Bottomless Abyss, I guess Lansendel might still get to see her soday.
But by then, he probably won’t be the Lord of Dawn anymore!”
‘Mobi Chenxin’ was taken aback, feeling sothing was off with Rose’s attitude.
Earlier, she seed sowhat afraid of Lansendel, but suddenly started provoking… So, has AO already arrived?
No.
Though Rose certainly wouldn’t provoke a being like AO, she wouldn’t change her attitude because of AO’s presence.
Even the Bottomless Abyss turned its attention here, huh?
Is the power of fate so intriguing even to the Bottomless Abyss?
‘Mobi Chenxin’ smirked and decided to let it go, for now, it had nothing to do with him.
He put on a gentle smile: “Mortals have no right to speak of the future of deities.
Toril’s future only concerns Toril itself, we, um, though we care about our friends, won’t consider such distant matters.”
If he hadn’t thought of the ‘Old Age Striking King’ of the Black Rose, his words would have been even colder.
“So, can you tell , what power is protecting Lind’s soul?
The curse and petrification on the surface, you clearly don’t care about.
And it’s definitely not the lowest level of fate, or you wouldn’t have been this surprised, right?”
Rose looked at this troubleso mber of the Undead Tribe, and could only reply coldly: “Intrigue and a web of layers.”
‘Snow Cloud Peak’ looked down at the tablet and couldn’t help but tap it twice: “Ink Brush, doing okay~
Finding clues through endless misdirection is also a skill.
It’s just a bit troubleso and easy for people to exploit loopholes.”
‘Lu Huayu’ lounged on the sofa with an indifferent face: “The power Rose ntioned should co from Hers, right?”
“Master of deception, after all! Playing with intrigue is quite simple.” ‘Snow Cloud Peak’ smirked, “Rose still avoided touching certain things, but that clearly targets the elves.
It’s normal she doesn’t ntion it, after all, we all know Coron must be listening.”
“William knows Hers’ entire divinity and also dusa’s abilities, Coron just needs to make a comparison to understand.” ‘Lu Huayu’ nodded slightly, “Ink Brush is right not to press further, with a being like Rose, it’s not wise to push too hard.”
“But he has to be aware and understand what’s happening internally.” ‘Snow Cloud Peak’ waved his hand, “Anyway, it’s still pretty decent, considering facing Rose, achieving this much is quite comndable.
As expected, setbacks can make one grow; he wasn’t so ticulous before.”
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