1046: Chapter 132: Challenge Duel 1046: Chapter 132: Challenge Duel The ritual of the God of Martial Fight never concerned itself with fairness or justice.
“The strong should win” was probably the only rule, but what constituted a strongman, he feared, had its own definition…
“…The first match is mostly a crush; everyone has probably grown tired of watching it…”
Since “Martial Destiny” was among this Deity’s divine positions, when the elent of luck was accounted for, the first match couldn’t really be called thrilling.
The powerful were fortunate to face the weak, and the weak were unlucky to et the strong…
The underhanded act of “betting” behind the scenes only exacerbated this atrocious behavior.
However, from another perspective, this also ant that clashes between the strong were often postponed, perhaps to truly let the mightiest vie for it all.
“…Eve.”
Lu Ping’an watched the girl enter the stage with mixed feelings.
This ti, her attire was distinctive, unlike the previous “simple” dress.
Draped over her fluid black leather jacket were golden Crystal armor pieces, which seed like accessories for a ball gown but now appeared to be weapons.
Forehead, arms, palms, and toe tips – each gold Crystal piece frad her as both a princess ready for a ball and a dangerous Dagger Edge rose.
The most striking feature was the little crown on her forehead, antique and elegant in design, and the red gem at its center was an eye-catcher…
“How dare she!!”
And in an instant, Lu Ping’an heard soone’s voice crack in defense.
“What did she do?”
“The crown, that’s the last of Our Clan’s Royal Family’s crowns, a symbol of Its bloodline!
She not only wore it without permission but also resized it!”
Alright then, the elders are gone, and the child has dug out the treasured chest, casually using the family heirlooms as toys; indeed, it was quite infuriating.
“By the way, where are your people?
I don’t seem to hear you…okay, forget I asked.”
Obviously, this “silence” along with the nearly infinite “sadness” and “anger” was Big Cat’s answer.
If the kin and kingdom that needed her protection still existed, she would never have beco this radical.
Now, seeing her own “heirloom,” often a nto of ancient kingdoms, haphazardly cobbled together and worn as an ornant, Big Cat was incredibly composed for not having a fit on the spot.
“…This was your ‘crown’ from the past.”
“That’s right…”
“Isn’t this a good thing?”
“I…
I haven’t completely died.”
Clearly, the “crown” always had a special significance.
Wearing this “crown” ant it was surely more than just a piece of decoration or a Powerful piece of equipnt.
She was ready to take on the mantle, ready to inherit this ss.
“She’s insane…”
Chris murmured in disbelief.
She knew exactly what her Church was about, a gathering of scoundrels united only by their interests, with fanatics too extre and power/profit seekers without a bottom line mixed within.
They were truly capable of anything.
The Boss of a company had died, and her “legacy” was inevitably divided among the ranks, yet now soone had stood up, claiming a right to inherit…
If she had a power like Big Cat’s to suppress everything, that would be one thing but obviously impossible to possess.
So, she was…
“…Does she want to die?”
This ti, the questioning words were spoken by Xiao Mu, seemingly calm at the side.
“Xiao Mu?”
“…What is it, big brother?
Look at Eve, she’s already dressed in a beautiful dress and gone up there, so why does grandpa always say I’m seeking death whenever I want to change my clothes…”
Looking at the innocent face of the eight-year-old girl, Lu Ping’an was montarily at a loss for an answer.
He turned to look at Eve, who was beaming with pride, and sighed subconsciously.
“What exactly does she want to do?
What’s the point of raising that flag?
I’m already dead, and it’s all been settled long ago.”
As for Lu Ping’an, that was still okay, but for Big Cat, it was really getting a little too hard to keep up defenses.
In the past, within the Mother Goddess cult, she had been the undisputed dictator, holding wealth and power in her own hands.
But now that she had died, the inheritance she left in the Courtyard floated in the void, with nothing but enmity and countless hostilities.
There was nothing to inherit.
“…Maybe she just thinks it’s pretty and fun to wear.”
“I, the Saint of the Mother Goddess cult, Eve K.
Kerdalais, am also the new speaker for the Church of the Life Mother Tree!”
Well, all right, reality slapped hard as she stood on the stage and loudly proclaid it.
Lu Ping’an covered his head, feeling a bit helpless and numb.
Did this little girl really know what she was doing?
Could the causality of a Quasi-God be so easily assud?
Especially since this was the causality of a super Evil God who had drawn countless vendettas and at least several True Gods as sworn enemies.
Even Lu Ping’an himself wouldn’t dare to take on this “killing a Quasi-God” causality and reputation.
But in the next mont, Lu Ping’an could no longer regard all this as an “outsider”…
“Lu Ping’an!
You, the enemy of the forr Mother Goddess…
As the current heir to the Mother Goddess cult, I will settle all this with you…”
Within her once bright and flawless eyes, now there was only determination and hostility.
Lu Ping’an saw no hatred, no desire to kill him.
He only saw the girl’s sadness and helplessness…
What on earth was she thinking?
Was she just seeking revenge for Chris?
“…Is it worth it?”
Lu Ping’an’s deep query was t with no response.
Because on the battlefield, her opponent, whom Eve had ignored, had already furiously launched an attack.
And then…
“Aaaaah!” Screams and despair mixed together before absolute violence, there wasn’t even ti to beg for rcy.
Blood splattered upon the sky and the ocean.
Right before the eyes of many spectators, her opponent beca a pile of minced at.
Striding through the rain of blood, the girl’s golden skirt slowly moved forward, her expression blank.
Blood-red lips, blood-red fingertips, her slender fingers silently lifted and pointed towards Lu Ping’an beside the ship…
then, without turning back, she returned to her dwelling.
“She must have used so thod not long ago to confirm the death of Chris…”
Lu Ping’an felt sowhat helpless and unsure how to face it.
He had even noticed that on the cheeks of this carefree girl, beneath the obviously concealing foundation, there were faint traces of tears.
Let’s say, standing in Eve’s position, as the Saint of the Mother Goddess cult of Big Cat, she did indeed have an obligation for revenge.
Perhaps only by killing Lu Ping’an could she rightfully and logically inherit everything.
Nevertheless, Lu Ping’an couldn’t shake the feeling that she wasn’t just in it for the gain, or at least not purely for gain…
“…Chris, turns out there really is soone who feels sorrow for your death, even anger.
How do you feel about that?”
“…Shut up.”
This ti, it was probably the most that Big Cat’s defenses had been shattered.
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