Reaper of the Martial World

Book 8: Chapter 138: Emerge (2)

Dyon smirked, seeing through Lillianna’s thoughts. Maybe this would be his perfect revenge. Instead of torturing her for almost killing him, making her realize that he was the person she waited for all this time would be the sweetest form of revenge he could imagine.

If Dyon had to choose a person to believe, it would obviously be Amphorae. The moment she spoke those words, he had already accepted them.

Seeing that Lillianna’s spirit form seemed only a step away from erupting into a mist of hot air, Dyon laughed.

“Alright, alright. How about you tell me more about this Holy Goddess?”

“Hmph.” Lillianna harrumphed. “Scoundrel… Bad man… Deviant…”

Dyon shook his head. Her bank of insults was still expanding far too slowly. This woman was a lost cause.

“… I’ll speak about her not because you asked, but because the Holy Goddess’ story is one that deserves to be spread.

“The Holy Goddess carried the Faith of the Angel Clan and during her rule, we were truly unmatched. However, our Vessel wasn’t one solely for the angel clan though many of our fellow sisters did have angel blood running through their veins. The First White Mother is just one of the many outsiders we accepted into our fold. Though Goddess wasn’t able to bestow her the strength of a true Seraph, she still elevated the First White Mother to the level of seraph ceremonially by bestowing upon her the title of Empress.

“The Queens were our Cherubs. And us Princesses were Thrones.

“The story itself isn’t one of ups and downs. The Holy Arc was unmatched. We didn’t have such a thing as arch enemies and we rarely, if ever, faced dangers. We simply spread the blessings of our Goddess far and wide.

“Even I don’t know why our story came to an end so abruptly. What I can tell you though… Is that the Epistemic Towers wouldn’t exist today had it not been for us.”

Lillianna gripped her small fists. “That scoundrel … that bad man…!” historical

Dyon suddenly realized that Lillianna wasn’t talking about him anymore. But, that just made it even more sad. She had billions of years to think of insults for this person she clearly hated, yet this was the best she could do. Maybe these Holy Maidens really were too pure. He suddenly felt bad for punishing her at all.

“… Holy Goddess did all that work for him but then he just up and left. Holy Goddess was very different after that. One day she just disappeared… I like to think that she transcended … But I have no way of knowing. I myself never had the talent to transcend so I had no hope in finding out…”

‘I see… So it seems my instincts were correct. The creation of the Epistemic Towers really is linked to the old man’s first disciple.’

Lillianna grit her teeth. “If it wasn’t for Holy Goddess’ blessings of creation, could he have ever succeeded, that … argh!”

It seemed she had given up on insults and just settled for animalistic grunts instead. Poor girl.

“…. Either way, you can’t possibly be who the Holy Goddess was waiting for. How could you have the Wings of Blessings and not have angel blood? Speaking of which, you have to send me back to the valley of geniuses when it opens next. I have to go back to doing my –.”

Lillianna’s words became caught in her throat. It wasn’t because she had ran out of things to say. As long as it wasn’t about coming up with insults, this young lady had a gift for speaking. Maybe it would more accurately be called a gift for speaking too much.

Instead, the reason she froze, unable to speak, was because Dyon’s golden wing had suddenly appeared. From his sitting position, it whipped through the air, threatening to slice Lillianna in half, only for it to stop right before her forehead.

A cold sweat permeated down Lillianna’s back despite being a spirit. She had felt death overwhelm her in that moment. Dyon’s Presence had fused with every aspect of his being, and spirits and souls were incredibly vulnerable to Presence. If Dyon really wanted to, he really could eradicate what remained of Lillianna’s soul with a single attack.

“W-wings o-o-of B-b-b-blessin-g-gs…”

Lillianna truly hadn’t seen this scene before. Since she had been with Dyon, there were only three occasions he had brought out his golden wings.

The first time was to suppress and embarrass Anak. The second time was in his battle against the Cathedral. And the third time was within the Golden Flame Mystical World during Dyon’s final battle with the four Scions and God Goldeen.

Unfortunately for Lillianna, or maybe fortunately, during those first two instances, she had been thrust into a world of torture alongside Matriarch Niveus. She had no way to see what happened outside.

During the third time, because Madeleine had been unconscious before due to the martial saint pill, Lillianna had been forced to leave her body and reside within Dyon’s mind’s eye. During that time, Dyon blocked her vision of the outside world, not wanting to deal with her nonsense.

Of course, there was a fourth time as well. This was when Dyon was flying through the Water Mist Sect to escape to the Dark Ocean. However, during this time, Lillianna wasn’t with Dyon. She was within the celestial beast’s mystical world!

This was the first time… The very first time Lillianna had seen Dyon’s wings… And it hit her like a ton of bricks…

‘I really almost killed the Goddess’ successor…’