When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1134: 458 Key of Predation (Two-in-One)

Chapter 1134: Chapter 458 Key of Predation (Two-in-One)

Aiwass remained silent, looking up at Lucifer.

He was so towering, it even reminded Aiwass of the experience of facing the Giant Prince in the past.

Thinking back now, Giants beca so imnse… likely because of that trace of bloodline left behind by the Supre Heaven.

When the Supre Heaven was still the King of the Winged, he too must have been so imnse…

“…I am not like him.”

Aiwass took a deep breath, wanting to present a more assertive posture, to say sothing more powerful, but in the end, he only let out a faint whisper as pale as ash: “Don’t confuse us.”

Unlike the righteous and resonant tone he used earlier when telling Cardinal Galatea, “I am not a serpent.”

For so reason, when facing Lucifer, Aiwass felt an unexplainable guilt. As if he had truly committed so wrong. Or perhaps as though his conscience was pricked by those childlike, pure eyes.

Aiwass’s words were less a warning in anger and more a helpless defense: “I don’t rember anything… I am rely the discarded remnants.”

It was a hesitation that felt as though he truly owed Lucifer sothing.

As though, in the distant past, he had done sothing to hurt him. That sha and remorse had been etched deep into his heart. And now, after the passage of ti, he had long forgotten the story of that mont or those people, yet he still vaguely rembered the feeling of guilt.

But… he didn’t even know him!

“Most of the ti, I speak the truth.”

Aiwass said seriously, “And I never harbor malice toward anyone.”

“The serpent is the sa,” Lucifer replied without hesitation, “When the serpent deceives, it always speaks the truth.

“Every single word it says, taken individually, is the truth—aren’t you the sa kind of person?”

Lucifer’s words pierced through to Aiwass’s heart: “You say, ‘I speak the truth,’ but inside, you are saying things like, ‘Sotis when I deceive, I still speak the truth,’ or, ‘The fox is very skilled at lying.'”

“…Stop reading my mind!” Aiwass frowned.

“I’m not reading your mind, for the doors to all souls are open before . Just as you can see colors or sll scents, the Winged Ones can sense the ‘minds’ of others.”

Lucifer rely smiled gently and once again knelt on one knee: “However, you are indeed different from the serpent. When the serpent deceives using the truth, its heart always remains steadfast in belief. But you, in your heart, speak words ant to convince yourself… because you still cannot truly accept falsehoods as reality.”

Aiwass inexplicably felt a flicker of agitation—after rging once more with Aleister, achieving inner peace and perfection, he had seldom felt things that could stir his heart.

Yet now, in the presence of this remnant soul of the Celestial Marshal from the old world, Aiwass felt as if he were still an immature child.

“Why do you always kneel before ?”

Aiwass furrowed his brows, mocking Lucifer: “I am not your king, nor do you have any reason to pledge loyalty to .”

“Because you are so small, far smaller than the serpent.”

Lucifer did not show a hint of anger and rely explained patiently: “I must et your gaze on an equal level, to signify that our statuses are the sa; and by kneeling before you, I express goodwill—that was taught to by the serpent. He told that kneeling is a ritual to distinguish between those of higher and lower station.

“I have no intention of conquering your existence or soul, nor do I wish to use the authority of the ‘King of the Winged.’ Thus, I lay my wings here. This inverse ritual serves to demonstrate my goodwill, like retracting fangs and claws, or sheathing a sword.”

As he described—being the discarded embodint of love and light, Lucifer’s words indeed carried only goodwill.

Aiwass realized his own lapse in composure.

He pursed his lips, candidly admitting his wrong: “I’m sorry, I don’t know why… just now my emotions got a little out of control.”

“That’s a good thing.”

Lucifer said softly: “It shows that even the ‘serpent’ feels guilt for this matter—he had to sever his own guilt, lest it impair his actions. Does this not prove his friendship toward us?”

“…Is that how you see it?”

Aiwass was montarily speechless.

He didn’t know how to respond—even if Lucifer had mastered human language, Aiwass still found it difficult to grasp those ancient modes of thought from Lucifer.

“Indeed,” Lucifer nodded faintly, the golden figure of the giant as resplendent and flawless as he appeared, “His feelings for us were genuine. However, for a higher purpose, he had to abandon us. Just as the clansn sacrifice their lives in offerings to reach the Supre.

“He did not seek my consent before making a sacrificial offering. On this, I am dissatisfied. But his guilt, his suffering—that is why I forgive him. He severed his goodness and created you, and your suffering mirrors his past tornt; when one has sinned, one must repent, and repentance requires atonent.

“So I ask you—will you deceive again, as the serpent once did?”

After finishing, Lucifer repeated his earlier words, extending his hand toward Aiwass.

But now, Aiwass’s emotions and understanding had undergone a profound shift.

He gradually began to comprehend Lucifer’s thoughts—

The handshake earlier marked a reunion with an old friend; this ti, it truly signified a “first eting” with Aiwass.