Chapter 296: Can This Really Make You a God?
Luo Xiu’s voice was not loud, but in the quiet night, both girls heard him clearly.
“……Deception?”
Eileen looked at him, murmuring softly.
She opened her mouth again, but this time no sound came out. The eyes, which were like a clear spring in the night, gradually lost their luster.
“As expected, was everything about us nothing but a lie…?”
Eileen had imagined many possible answers. It might have been just words casually dropped by the man, or perhaps a not-so-small joke. But now, his own words had pushed her to face the answer she least wanted to consider.
Yes, she should have realized it long ago. If it weren’t for the chance to touch the divine, why would he have risked everything, putting his noble position as a priest behind him, and forcibly brought them, two calamities, home? And ultimately end up branded a traitor by the Holy See. Thinking this, a hint of sorrow appeared on the girl’s face. She lowered her head, and no sound came for a long time.
Luo Xiu let out a soft sigh and turned to look at the other girl beside him. At this moment, Selena’s expression was also extremely complicated. She met his gaze, but still clung to hope, speaking softly.
“Lord Luo Xiu, is that really true?”
“Is it true, as Eileen said, that our experiences were just a carefully orchestrated deception on your part?”
Selena’s question caused the black-dressed girl, who had been silently lowering her head, to subtly move her head. Obviously, they both had an unusual trust in Luo Xiu. Even now, with his own words, they were unwilling to believe this cruel reality. For the past two years of constant companionship, the man had given them experiences they had never had before, not even in their wildest dreams while surviving in the sewers. For the first time, someone was willing to care about their feelings, to stop and listen to their requests. It was no exaggeration to say that after bringing them back to the manor, the man’s actions were, in their eyes, divine. Was it possible that all of this was truly just an elaborate deception?
When Selena learned that the Holy See was hunting them, she could face it calmly. She had even considered willingly walking to her death for Luo Xiu. Whichever path it was, she felt she should have been indifferent. Only in the face of such deception did she find it difficult to remain calm.
Luo Xiu remained silent, not offering a verbal response. Sometimes, silence was the best answer. Selena suddenly smiled. Her eyes were slightly red, and she walked towards him step by step, taking his hand. She had done this many times over the past two years. Many, many times. She knew clearly that they could not walk together for long, but she hadn’t expected it to happen so soon. Today might be the last time she ever made such a gesture.
Luo Xiu stood still, letting her do as she pleased. Selena brought his hand to her chest. She looked up at Luo Xiu. The man was slender, and whenever Selena wanted to look at him, she had to crane her neck like this. Her voice was steady, without a tremor.
“Lord Luo Xiu, can this method truly make you a god?”
Without waiting for Luo Xiu’s reply, the girl seemed to laugh self-deprecatingly and continued, “Regarding you, Lord Luo Xiu, I, Selena, have thought of many things. Although I knew there would be no good outcome, and it might even implicate Lord Luo Xiu.”
“But I was still greedily unwilling to let go, thinking perhaps one day Lord Luo Xiu would get tired of this game and lose interest, and then he would drive me out of the manor?”
“Then even if I were greedy, I wouldn’t be able to implicate Lord Luo Xiu anymore, right?”
“I’m truly sorry, Selena is really a selfish girl…” The girl spoke softly, her eyes gradually dimming. By the end, her voice had become extremely faint. “It’s just that, Selena never expected that the end of my journey with Lord Luo Xiu would be nothing but a deception…”
Luo Xiu listened, about to say something. Suddenly, from the manor’s main gate, there erupted a heaven-shattering roar of killing intent. An almost tangible murderous aura was directed straight at Luo Xiu. The magic circle used for the manor’s defense dissolved in an instant. In just a few breaths, the thunderous shouts of the Judgement Army and the thundering hooves of horses had already drawn near. The once glorious and magnificent garden, those exquisite landscapes, collapsed in an instant. Yellow sand filled the sky, accompanied by rumblings like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting. In the pitch-black night sky, countless hidden malicious intents attacked. The Judgement Army raised their long spears, launching a destructive charge at them. There were no negotiations, no pleasantries. War was cruel, and from the moment Luo Xiu completely laid his cards on the table with the Holy See, there was no turning back. The Holy See would not allow a heretic to live in the world, even if that heretic was once a revered priest.
The charging army transformed into a silver-white river, surging forward with an imposing momentum. Above them, five figures floated. The leader wore a white robe identical to Luo Xiu’s uniform, while the other four were all in red clothes. They all had stern expressions, radiating endless killing intent, with various terrifying magical fluctuations swirling around them.
Eileen stood stunned in place, not moving, not even thinking of dodging. Grief beyond despair. Her mind was blank, as if all her strength had been drained. If Selena hadn’t come to support her, she would have already collapsed. As Eileen stood frozen, Luo Xiu took a step forward, shielding the two girls. His posture was slender, his back not appearing particularly strong, but just enough to protect their small figures together. Without a word, Luo Xiu’s aura unfolded. Rose-purple lightning enveloped his entire body. The lightning was as thick as giant snakes, faintly accompanied by the low rumble of a storm. At the same time, Luo Xiu’s unique domain was unleashed. Countless ragged clouds instantly gathered overhead, making the already pitch-black night even deeper. These clouds seemed to carry countless storms, with lightning and thunder illuminating the man’s flawless face. The next moment, the night wind grew stronger until Luo Xiu’s scattered hair began to dance in the air. He cast his magic and also rose into the air.
The first to arrive were wave after wave of silver-white knights. The warhorses beneath them were tall and strong, holding their long spears outstretched. Their charge together created a truly breathtaking commotion. Luo Xiu’s expression was calm. He pointed a finger into the air, and countless terrifying electrical sparks flickered on his slender fingertips. Luo Xiu slightly raised his head, staring directly at the endless ragged clouds in the sky. Then, the man whispered softly, and waved his hand downwards.
“Thousand Jun…”
“Fall.”
It was as if his words had divine authority. Countless thick bolts of lightning tore through the sky, suddenly descending from the high cloud layers. The lightning formed a continuous curtain, blocking that silver-white torrent.
(End of this chapter)
