Chapter 1050: Chapter 107 I’m Totally in Love with You, Teacher_3
Externally, they are collectively referred to as “Viviane,” “Nimiao,” “Nini Anni,” among others.
In other words, Viviane is in so sense a shared identity among the Phantom Three Goddesses.
And now, the “Viviane” who can even make the eldest sister Morgan have a headache, naturally can only be their good sister Elaine, whose true form is Badebu among the Phantom Three Goddesses.
Within the Phantom Three Goddesses, the eldest sister Macha was born first, representing the beginning of Life’s conception. She subsequently split from the shadows of Life, representing the end of Death, and finally, Badebu filled the central void, symbolizing Transformation and Prosperity.
The three of them are a Trinity, determining the alternation of dynasties, responsible for selecting monarchs, and collectively carrying the burden of guiding the Celtic God Era towards Prosperity with their Heavenly Destiny.
——Also known in other God Era Worlds as The Three Fates.
According to function and previous agreents, the Lake Fairy Viviane outside will manage and guide the Six Great Fairy Clans to forge the King’s Sword, and nurture an Eternal King for the Celtic God Era, ensuring that the entire God Era attains Immortality, with the Kingdom enduring forever.
But that woman actually ran out of the Mist Forest quietly, abandoning her mission.
Morgan pondered for a mont and frowned, snorting coldly:
“Is she off to tease people again?”
Morgan nodded, sowhat helplessly.
As the Transformation born between Life and Death, Viviane detests things going by the book and has always been restless.
Her favorite pasti is transforming into different identities and seeking amusent in the lives of mortals.
For this reason, she and Morgan often chastise their unruly sister.
But Viviane persists in doing things her own way, refusing to comply, making their work exceedingly difficult.
At this mont, Morgan paused in silence before speaking:
“Forget it, since she can’t be relied upon, we won’t count on her. I’ll take responsibility for overseeing the work of forging the sword with the Six Great Fairy Clans, but their temperants are dreadful, I’m afraid I can’t manage them alone.”
“That’s easy enough, I’ve used Divination to select three Elf Knights to assist you in managing the Six Great Fairy Clans and expedite the sword forging work.”
Morgan pulled out a parchnt map with three bright red “X” marks from the Magic Circle Diagram and handed it to her sister Morgan.
Morgan nodded and accepted, continuing to inquire:
“I have a question, does this task necessarily require the fairies? Why not seek help from the Danu Gods on Sky Island? If they assisted, progress should be much quicker.”
“Not necessarily.”
Morgan shook her head and said,
“Power is sothing that, once acquired, is hard to relinquish. The four on Sky Island have already tasted the privileges of being monarchs, why would they let go easily? On the contrary, if they find out what we’re doing, it’s very likely they’ll turn against us.”
Saying this, Morgan slightly raised her hand, and the surrounding scenery instantly transford into a dreamlike and magnificent vision.
The sky is woven with stars, and the bright moonlight is seeping like liquid through the twelve basalt columns etched with Secret Text.
The columns endure the erosion of ti, like twelve loyal knights, silently guarding an inconspicuous grey-white rock at the center of Avalon Island.
——The Stone of Destiny.
This is the lost secret treasure of the Danu Divine Race from Nuada’s First Throne, with which one can divine and select the true Eternal King.
At this mont, atop that grey-white rock, a Golden Giant Tree towers into the sky, its roots piercing the void, countless starlight streaming from the sky.
The mirrored lake surface contains it, transforming into eternal fetal movent.
Morgan and Morgan stood on the water, looking down, and suddenly saw in the lake, a golden cocoon mbrane gradually forming under the reflected starlight, within which a vague humanoid silhouette was being nurtured.
Seeing the humanoid silhouette that hadn’t stabilized in the lake water, the two Lake Fairies couldn’t help but sigh.
Too slow.
Wondering if they can catch up with the prophesied Great Catastrophe, to truly lead the Celts out of turbulence and decay, and toward true eternity.
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