Chapter 689
I Will Not Betray Silver City
Chapter 689 I Will Not Betray Silver City
Amidst the expectant light of the people of Silver City, Elder Lovia drank the potion in one gulp.
If she successfully advances, Silver City will gain even greater strength, which will greatly aid their subsequent investigation at the "Giant's Court." That is their hope, their expectation to leave this cursed land and reach the world of light.
Derrick stood on the roof of the ancient building and saw from afar that the silver-haired woman tilted her head back and drank the potion, then stopped and stood frozen in place.
"Splash!"
The shadow beneath her feet surged like a tide, endlessly billowing, radiating a rich and intense spirituality. It was a corrupting influence, a stain of utter darkness!
The shadow slowly retreated, condensed, gathered, and covered Lovia's body, forming a heavy, black armor that made her aura even more terrifying.
Darkness, filthy darkness, darkness that seemed to devour everything, manifested itself in the elder.
Lovia's face was hidden behind a mask, but her eyes gleamed with a captivating red light.
It seems to be going fairly smoothly...?
"Clatter".
The black mask that had been covering her face suddenly cracked, then broke into pieces and fell to the ground.
"...host?"
Lovia, who had been dazed from taking the potion, seemed to have regained some of her senses and asked in pain and confusion.
"Splash!"
In the next instant, the armor that had been gathered together suddenly collapsed, scattering across the plaza. The black armor quickly turned into shadow again, and countless pitch-black mouths emerged from its surface. These mouths all profusely prayed: "Praise be to God! Praise be to God!"
"Praise be to the Lord who created everything..."
"Lord, Lord!"
As Lovia listened to these sounds, her brows furrowed, as if she were trying to resist. However, the terrifying sounds echoed on and on, her expression grew increasingly pained, and her body gradually disintegrated.
"Your Excellency!"
Derrick was shocked by the scene. "What happened to Elder Lovia?!"
Lovia's current state is very abnormal; it is clearly not the normal process for promotion.
How could this be? Is there a problem with the potion formula or the ritual? Impossible! Mr. Temperance has already successfully advanced, proving that all the information was correct!
Could it be...?
"Is it because it doesn't use humanity as a target for depravity that it's unacceptable?"
After racking his brains to think, Derrick asked.
"No."
Green runes appeared in Chief Colin's eyes as he observed Lovia in the plaza ahead. "Her problem isn't with the ritual or with herself, but with that potion."
"A magic potion?"
"It seems the potion retains a deep and extreme imprint of its previous owner's soul..." Colin said in a deep voice. "This imprint is affecting Lovia; I wonder what kind of consequences it will bring..."
Soul mark?
Derrick was taken aback.
He suddenly realized that the origin of Lovia's "Black Knight" trait was a mystery and did not come from the Silver City's collection. Therefore, it seemed she was likely bestowed upon her directly by that evil god. In other words, the previous owner of this potion was likely a follower of the "Fallen Creator."
So, what is the most profound part of the soul imprint left by this guy?
Of course, it's fanaticism towards that "fallen creator"!
Klovia was originally a follower of that evil god, so this mark shouldn't have been of any use to her; instead, it should have helped her take the potion. Why is it causing her so much trouble now?
Derrick's mind was in turmoil. After much thought, an idea finally surfaced that he found hard to accept:
Does this mean that Elder Lovia has not yet fully embraced the "Fallen Creator"?
He soon confirmed this idea from other places.
"Why don't you believe in the Lord? Why don't you believe in the Lord?!"
"You should believe in the Lord, you should accept the Lord!"
Beside Lovia, the mouths in the shadows opened and closed wildly, shouting at her as she continued to resist.
"7
Lovia endured the pain with a pained expression as her body gradually collapsed. Flesh and blood, along with dark shadows, continuously poured out, leaving her body mangled and broken. Between her chest and abdomen, a crystalline white substance slowly emerged.
"That is..."
Derrick looked surprised.
As Lovia's body collapsed, he saw the true nature of the white object: it was a skull slightly larger than a normal person's!
It was a foreign substance that did not belong to her body, so it did not dissipate along with Lovia's body.
"No..."
Lovia struggled desperately. As if protecting a precious treasure, she stretched out her broken arms and tightly embraced the skull.
"well..."
Derrick heard someone sighing deeply.
"Sister...you still haven't let go..."
Upon seeing this scene, the old woman whispered sadly.
Upon hearing this, Derrick was first taken aback, then suddenly realized that the skull likely belonged to Lovia's husband! She had eaten him and kept him inside her forever, the two never separated.
"Derrick, protect her."
Just then, Chief Colin said in a deep voice.
He then took the two swords from his back and quickly applied ointment to the blades.
"boom!"
Derrick only felt a flash of silver light before his eyes, and by the time he noticed, the chief's figure had already shot out and appeared on the square.
Only Derrick and the old woman remained on the roof.
Seeing this, Derrick hesitated for a moment, then quietly took a few steps away from the old woman. Her attention was entirely focused on the square, and she didn't notice his subtle movement at all.
He lowered his voice and whispered a prayer: "A fool who doesn't belong to this age..."
It is necessary for Mr. Fool to know about the current emergency!
Meanwhile, Chief Colin's attacks did not stop.
"brush!"
With a single sword strike, sacred flames blazed around Lovia, temporarily suppressing the howling shadows.
"Is it still possible?"
Colin asked Lovia calmly.
"The Lord has punished me because of my unfaithfulness..."
Lovia looked at Colin, a helpless smile appearing on her scarred face. "If I don't fully accept Him and regard my faith in Him as supreme, I will be rejected by the potion and eventually lose control..."
"But I never thought of betraying Silver City."
Perhaps it was because of her probing of Derrick, or perhaps it was because she never "listened" to the sacred words, but the seeds of doubt had been sown deep within her spirit, making her incompatible with this potion extremely poor.
The true Creator has always been extremely mad about his own lambs.
"Whoosh!"
After a moment of silence, the shadows suddenly surged. The distorted sound amplified, filled with joy, as if some colossal being in the darkness was slowly drawing their gaze upon them.
"He is watching me!"
"Chief, do it now!" Lovia screamed, veins bulging on her face.
"Chief, please wait a moment!"
Just then, Derrick rushed over, "Perhaps there's still a way!"