Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 318 Divine Grace
Unlike the pure white priest robe that Lance liked to wear every day, the white robe on this woman seemed to be made of some unknown smooth leather, and there was a cold and dead silence in the paleness.

Judging from the shape, this kind of clothing is quite similar to the divine leather robe that Lucia had seen before, but whether it is the old friend Samuel or the other nobleman met in the Vanya Valley that year, the pressure brought by the so-called "divine skin" on them is far less direct than that of the woman in front of her.

The two were only a few feet apart, and the image reflected in Lucia's eyes was just a woman who was too beautiful to be a mortal. However, in her spiritual perception, what stood before her was a dark abyss like a prison, in which the remains of countless old gods were buried, and the wails of death echoed all the time.

"How is Priest Karen?" His voice was icy cold. "I don't care why His Majesty Carter Pella came here, but if you dare to hurt my people in the slightest, then this will be the place where His Majesty will fall."

"Relax, this is not some trick of descending to possess someone's body," Carter Pella carefully grasped the blade of Lucia's sword and pushed it a little further away. "Speaking of which, you seem to have always misunderstood me. Does the 'Queen of Death' sound like a ruthless character who doesn't take human life seriously and casually takes over people's bodies for her own use? Think about it with your conscience. The only time I possessed someone's body and killed someone in front of you was when I killed that traitor named Samuel, right?"

traitor?

Lucia hesitated for a moment, but her expression did not change at all, and she continued to confront him vigilantly.

"Forget it. It seems that preconceived impressions can really kill people. In this regard, there is no difference between mortals and gods."

She laughed at herself and simply dispersed the space barrier in front of her, letting Lucia hold the sword in front of her throat. She said calmly, "Now, use your Void Wings, which you have practiced to an unknown level, to sense whether the environment we are in is still the camp of your Ancient Dragon Dynasty. Don't tell me that this royal combat skill that specializes in the power of time and space has been trained by you into a pure speed skill - I believe you are not a fool like Beile."

"You" Lucia was dumbfounded for a moment. He could never have imagined that his first meeting with the Queen of Death, who had always existed only in legends, would be like this. How come the other party seemed to know him better than he did?
At the same time, he subconsciously followed Carterpella's instructions and used the Wings of the Void to sense the surrounding space and time, and immediately discovered details that he had not noticed just now.

The time here seems to have completely stopped.

The position where Carterpella was located seemed to be exactly the position of Priest Karen a moment ago, but the space within a radius of ten steps around him had completely changed and shifted, as if this area had been cut out from the original time and space and hidden in the cracks of time.

The reason why the sword that was stabbed out earlier was unable to reach the opponent's throat was due to a similar principle - it was not a simple slow or decelerating space, but the scale of time and space were greatly extended in front of Carterpella. Even if his sword had reached the extreme speed in reality, it was unable to pierce an enemy that existed at an endless distance and after infinite time.

Of course, she doesn't seem to be able to achieve "endless" and "infinite" in the true sense, but the similar meaning is already extremely obvious.

Coincidentally, this power was not unfamiliar to Lucia, he had seen it at least three times.

The flow of time in the battlefield of memories is a hundred times faster than that in the outside world; the turbulence of time and space where the father of Fam Azra is sleeping; and the glimpse of the mother traveling through time and space in the dream of the dragon tomb not long ago.

"How is it?" Carter Pella raised his wrist. "If this is not enough to convince you, I have one last trick."

As she said this, she snapped her fingers crisply.

Lucia's clothes suddenly fluttered, and Shirley, who had been clamoring to come out but had been sleeping since halfway, excitedly poked her head out.

The little fox jumped onto its owner's shoulder and licked his cheek, then whooshed and turned into a white shadow and jumped onto the Queen of Death's shoulder, squinting his eyes and licking her cheek happily.

It was not only Lucia who was shocked, Carter Pella was also stunned. The queen's calm face was now a little embarrassed. She quickly jumped back, grabbed the little fox on her shoulder with her left hand and threw it back with all her strength, and quickly wiped the saliva off her face with her right hand. The whole set of actions was completed in one go!
Fortunately, Lucia has not yet recovered from the shock caused by the continuous information bombardment. Only Shirley sat on her owner's shoulder as if nothing had happened and was not embarrassed at all, wagging her tail.

"Anyway, you have seen the attitude of your Shadow Beast. One day, go to Noklongen, the place where she was born, and you will naturally understand everything then."

When saying this, Carter Pella had regained his previous composure. Lucia took a deep breath, suppressed her boiling thoughts and countless questions, and said, "It seems that you know much more than I thought, and you don't intend to tell me all the answers here."

"Given our fragile trust, you won't believe me even if I tell you. Why bother talking?" Carterpella looked a little depressed, but this feeling was quickly overwhelmed by the charm she usually displayed, as if it was a fleeting dream.

She raised her lips and smiled, saying, "But this is not the main reason. I have no interest in being a riddler. The real crux of the problem lies with you - Lucia Shanks. You are too weak."

"It's not like the elders instructing the younger ones in heroic stories, saying that you are not yet capable of carrying those heavy missions, so let us, the remnants of the old times, carry them for you. It's that your mental strength is still too weak. I told you all the truth in the last second, and when you leave this space in the next second, your thoughts and memories will be exposed to His gaze intact. In the next second, you will probably complete the unfinished mission three years ago and become the first demigod to fall in the Golden Age."

"Why, you look like you want to say something but hesitate. Do you want to say that if He really has the ability to monitor people's hearts, you would have been cut into pieces by Him a long time ago? Or do you want to say that you have been able to partially call upon the power of the Memory Battlefield and build a mental barrier on the real level, which is theoretically enough to resist the detection of the Outer Gods?"

"Don't be silly, little guy. How can a god who can't even see through people's hearts be worthy of making your mother, father, and even Marika and I feel despair when we are enemies with him? Of course, your little thoughts are still hidden enough up to now, but it's not because your mental barriers are strong enough, but because there is a truly powerful existence who has helped you attract almost all of His mind."

"I think you understood the trend of the three dynasties balancing each other on the first day you came to this world. Now you just need to raise your perspective a little bit and look at those beings who are hard to look up to in the mortal world. You will soon understand that demigods like you are the product of stronger forces balancing each other on a larger chessboard. The so-called gods are the chess pieces that are more favored by Him and have more value to use. You are the most special one among them."

"A loyal and devoted two-fingered divine messenger and a powerful shadow beast servant. Tsk, this is 'God's great grace', Lucia," Carter Pella looked at him with a bright smile in his eyes. "It's just that the existence that bet on you makes Him afraid, so you are so unfortunate to have a two-fingered messenger who does nothing and a shadow beast that eats and waits to die. How about it, do you feel sad?"

Without waiting for Lucia to answer, she continued in a lazy and leisurely tone: "That is why, if you are willing to be humble, you can probably immediately complete the upgrade from chess piece to lackey, and experience the true grace of God. At that time, the Golden New Party and fundamentalism will be nothing but a pile of shit compared to your value. As long as you want, the ancient dragons will reign again and Fam Azra will once again become the eternal beacon guiding all souls in the world. For Him, it will only take a flick of his finger."

"On the contrary, if you continue to be as stubborn as the remnants of our party and learn from me some truth that will make you no longer be a lackey, He will no longer be able to act like a lofty person who doesn't care about worldly affairs. Instead, He will do the same as before and will not hesitate to smash the chessboard with one punch to strangle you in the cradle."

Lucia was silent for a moment, and then said, "If that's the case, why didn't He kill me after Her Majesty Marica told me the truth about the forbidden war?"

"Because at least for most people in the world, hatred alone is not enough to awaken the courage to wield a sword against a powerful enemy, especially when the enemy is strong enough to make people despair. The truth of the forbidden war back then has never been a taboo that the world is absolutely not allowed to touch. On the contrary, the more you know about that dusty history, the more you will remember the horror of God's wrath."

"He is not afraid of our hatred for Him, Lucia, because when the gap between us is too great, hatred will only transform into awe."

"What He fears is the power of mortals awakening to take revenge on Him."

"This power is the taboo that I should really tell you. Unfortunately, I can't tell you anything before you step into the taboo door on your own."

(End of this chapter)