“Ah, Elios is dead!”
Vivian couldn’t help but widen her eyes, shock filling them.
“Then what does the Glimmer Church believe in?”
“Since the deity they worship has fallen, what’s enshrined in the church now couldn’t be some unspeakable evil god, right?”
“If that’s the case, shouldn’t I immediately pull Nolan away and keep him away from this mess?”
Feilin seemed to see the worry and panic in Vivian’s eyes and began to explain.
“The Light God Elios is indeed gone, but the authority of light is still functioning.”
“What now responds to the prayers of believers is the remnant will of Elios within the authority of light.”
“However, this residual power can do very limited things.”
“So much so that it cannot punish the undead that have violated the Ilintho Agreement on the world.”
“And the other party to the agreement, Death Archon Laila, is even less likely to care about this. She’s just hoping there will be more and more undead in this world.”
“Oh, I see.”
Vivian propped her chin, looking as if she’d suddenly understood.
“But after hearing all this, I still don’t know what that thing that attacked you just now was.”
“It’s a Soul Reaper, a powerful existence in the underworld responsible for reaping souls, one of the strongest forces under Laila.”
“Because the agreement is still in effect in name, Laila will occasionally send her minions to eliminate newly born undead.”
“Actually, it’s just for show. After all, there are other gods watching, so she can’t bring herself to completely tear up the agreement.”
“So, you’re the unlucky one she caught?”
“That’s right, exactly.”
Feilin’s face showed a helpless expression.
She had exhausted her luck, so encountering something like this was only to be expected.
If Vivian hadn’t timely blown up the rift, Feilin would likely have become the example the Death God used to warn others tonight.
“What a poor child, let me rub your head and comfort you a bit.”
Vivian stepped forward and gave Feilin a gentle hug.
Then she reached out and touched her red hair and fuzzy ears.
Feilin obediently squinted her eyes, making a purring sound.
Her hair was soft, and her ears twitched a few times. So cute.
She recalled how the other had been so arrogant last night, looking down her nose at everyone.
And now, this Feilin was like a docile little puppy.
They were completely different!
If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, Vivian would have thought Feilin was possessed by something unclean.
“By the way, that bastard Marco isn’t dead.”
Vivian suddenly let go of Feilin and reminded her.
“Hmph, that’s not surprising.”
Feilin snorted coldly, getting angry just thinking about Marco.
“Blood mages are the most tenacious existence in all supernatural fields.”
“Whether it’s vampires, liches, or even dragons, none are as troublesome as blood mages.”
“They are oversized cockroaches, the most disgusting thing in the world!”
Her face quickly flushed red, and the more she spoke, the more excited she got, automatically raising her volume.
Finally, she stomped her foot in anger, leaving a shallow pit in the ground.
“Even if you cut off all their limbs, crush their heads, or even throw them into a meat grinder and turn them into mush!”
“As long as their blood pool isn’t exhausted, they can still regenerate.”
“They can also use the blood from their own hearts to create avatars to act in place of their main bodies.”
“Ah. Are you saying that the one I just defeated was just his avatar?”
Vivian couldn’t help but interrupt and immediately asked.
“Absolutely not, I’m sure of it.”
Feilin shook her head, speaking with absolute certainty.
“A blood mage’s avatar doesn’t have a blood pool. It can regenerate at most once or twice, not repeatedly like just now.”
As the vice president of the Scavenger Guild, Feilin was quite knowledgeable.
Her understanding of the supernatural realm was far greater than that of Vivian, this old relic buried in the earth.
“But even if the main body’s blood pool is exhausted and they are killed, they can still revive through a flesh statue prepared in advance.”
“And as long as there is a continuous supply of blood, their lifespan is almost endless. It’s said that the first generation of blood mages have never completely died since their birth…”
“Oh my god! How can there be such disgusting things in this world!”
“This is like a tumor attached to the world.”
Vivian couldn’t help but gasp.
“So, blood mages are the kind of thing that gets hunted down everywhere.”
Feilin added.
“Then why are you still doing business with that piece of shit Marco!”
Vivian couldn’t help but curse, then stepped forward and smacked Feilin’s head hard.
“Stop hitting, stop hitting. I was just trying to get the money from his pockets…”
Feilin quickly covered her head, looking at Vivian pitifully.
“No matter how much you want money, you can’t cooperate with them!”
But Vivian wasn’t planning to let Feilin off easy.
Thump thump thump~
A series of rhythmic tapping sounds came.
Like hitting a gopher, she got more and more into it.
Until Feilin’s head was covered in bumps.
“I… I’ll split the deposit with you.”
Feilin shrank her neck, brought her big tail forward, and pulled out her small money pouch from inside her tail.
She offered the pouch to Vivian as if presenting a treasure.
“That’s more like it~”
Vivian immediately put on a kind smile, rubbing her hands together excitedly.
But soon she thought of something and her face suddenly changed.
“No! How could I accept such dirty money?”
“Maybe every single coin in here is stained with the blood of innocents.”
She righteously rejected Feilin’s coins and loudly denounced.
Feilin blinked, then took out another pouch and pushed both pouches forward.
“You’re absolutely right, Vivian.”
“We cannot accept these dirty coins, because that is tantamount to aiding and abetting evil, and being an accomplice to murderers!”
“Since that’s the case, I’ll hand all the gold coins to you, hoping you’ll destroy them for me.”
“Uh…”
Vivian hesitated for a moment, thinking about whether she should take the pouches.
In the end, she couldn’t help but reach out and quietly put the pouches away.
After all, making money isn’t easy these days.
I, Vivian, for the sake of future children’s milk money, what’s wrong with taking some black money!
Thinking of this, Vivian became confident.
“Ahem… fine, I’ll help you to the end and destroy these coins for you.”
She coughed twice and said plausibly.
“I’ll be going now. I still need to go back and talk to the president about the discount.”
Feilin waved goodbye to Vivian and turned to leave.
“Wait!”
Vivian hesitated, as if thinking of something, then suddenly shouted at Feilin’s back.
“What’s wrong? Those coins are all legal, I checked them.”
Feilin turned around in confusion, thinking Vivian suspected she was using stolen goods to trick her, and explained.
“That’s not what I wanted to say!”
Vivian caught up and placed both hands on Feilin’s shoulders.
Her tone was unusually urgent, and the anxiety in her eyes was completely undeniable.
“Where did my husband go?!”
“Where is he?!”
She suddenly thought of a very important matter.
That Nolan was missing…
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