Chapter 121: Goddess Arrival
Roca was fleeing frantically within the Sealed City like a headless fly.
"It's all over, all over!"
From the moment the Empress shattered the Old Alliance's Blood Sacrifice with a single punch, Roca had been utterly doomed. He was like a dying man in his final throes, trying to do something to save himself, but deep down, he knew it was futile.
If the Blood Sacrifice had succeeded, he might have hoped for the 'Old Alliance' people to save him. But now, with the obvious failure, he was of no value anymore, especially after having offended the Empress. He was undoubtedly abandoned.
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"Boss Roca! Boss!" Suddenly, a call pulled Roca back from his panic.
Turning around, he saw a fellow Wolf beastman, his subordinate, waving at him excitedly amidst the chaos of the blasted streets, reflecting the flames.
As the man jogged over, Roca recognized him as one of his underlings.
'What do he want at a time like this?'
'Didn't he see everything was finished?'
Roca initially wanted to ignore this idiot, but the next words caught his attention.
"Boss! I just found a human couple and their child!"
'A human couple and their child?'
'What nonsense! '
But what the subordinate said next made Roca turn back immediately.
"I recognized them, Boss! They're the humans who helped the revolutionaries, the ones pretending to be slave traders but actually sheltering demi-human slaves!"
"What? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"No mistake, Boss! They are still sheltering refugees. Just come with me, you'll see!"
This revelation brought a series of images to Roca's mind.
If it wasn't for that Cat girl Ashe, getting involved with the young noble, his long-prepared plan wouldn't have failed!
'Yes, that's right!'
'It was all that Cat girl's fault, the fault of those revolutionary frogs in the well!'
'Now that I am going to die anyway, why not take revenge on others, and I can still target that damned human!'
Even if he was going to hell, he had to drag a few more down with him!
"Let go of Daddy! Let go of Daddy!"
Her insignificant force diverted Roca's attention. He looked down at the small human child and then at Roland's frantic expression, and laughed.
"Seems you care a lot about them. Let's see, if a demi-human you love kills your beloved, can you continue to maintain your hypocritical face and help demi-humans? Hahaha!"
Roca flung Roland to the ground, and as Roland hit the ground hard, he scrambled up in panic. He watched in agony and despair as Roca reached towards his daughter, shouting desperately.
"No! Please, don't! Spare them, it's all me, come at me!!"
But Roca paid him no heed.
He even scoffed upon noticing a cross-like pendant hanging around the little girl's neck.
This cross, given to Roland as a gift brought by Ashe through Tiger lady Jiu from Renji, was one of many gifts from the Holy Kingdom's Church. Roland cherished it deeply, feeling a genuine connection to it, unlike the silver cross he had made himself. He believed this cross, blessed by the goddess, was authentic and sacred.
Therefore, Roland, valuing it too highly for himself, had placed this precious item on his most beloved daughter, hoping it would bring her the goddess's protection and that she might grow up to be like the goddess.
But...
"Church? No wonder you're so foolish. Born in the Dragon Nation, a subject of the Empress, and yet you choose to believe in a goddess ranked at the very bottom by the Old era?!"
"Go on, pray! Let's see if your goddess dares to step into the Dragon Nation, onto the Empress's territory, to save you, hahaha! Hahaha!?"
Amidst his mocking laughter, Roca extended his claws towards the crying little girl.
As the girl cried out in fear, under Roland's gaze of despair, watched by Roca's subordinate who had led the way, in the city engulfed in Miasma, and under the reign of the already present Empress...
The cross on the girl's chest suddenly burst into a dazzling holy light.
The holy light repelled Roca's malicious claws, broke through the surrounding Miasma, and like the Empress's flames just a while ago, swept across the entire Sealed City.
Under this brilliant light, piercing through the darkness making it daytime in the night, Roca stumbled back in shock and disbelief for what seemed like the umpteenth time that night.
A figure, ethereal like a dream, began to materialize. Dressed in a pristine nun's habit, with ocean-like blue hair subtly visible beneath her robe's hood, a sacred-patterned scarf cinching her slender waist, pure white stockings enveloping her straight legs closely pressed together, her hands folded in front of her chest, and finally, crystal-clear low-top holy boots gently touching the ground.
The flawless features of this apparition evoked all the beauty in the world, her swan-like neck inspiring a sense of purity and tranquility.
When the blue sapphire-like eyes beneath her long lashes finally opened, their gaze brought an instant peace, making one forget all conflicts, feeling only serenity and compassion.
Roland was too moved to speak at this sight.
Because this figure was...
Suthia!
The Goddess, The Divine Ruler of Holy Kingdome, had truly descended!