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2209: Chapter 737: Lord of Darkness: Stop It!

That’s Not How My Divine Power Is Supposed to Be Used!

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2209 -737: Lord of Darkness: Stop It!

That’s Not How My Divine Power Is Supposed to Be Used!

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In this way, even if the locals drink the Victory Wine and get noticed by the Lord of Darkness, it’s of no use.

With only a tiny bit of dark divine power, even the Lord of Darkness can’t resurrect his chosen.

You know, my master, if we are to use such a dangerous power, we must prepare in advance to avoid being bitten unexpectedly by stray dogs.

But if you ask me, the simplest way is to find an opportunity to crush the Lord of Darkness…

You know, divine power is the rarest material in the material world, and many of the secret techniques granted by Lady Spider involve using divine power to strengthen oneself.

I believe, as the most outstanding theologian on the continent, your Lady Triss must also have many ingenious ways to use divine power.”

“You sure are daring.”

Murphy quipped:

“That is a god!

And your poor master is just an ordinary Black Iron.

It’s like two little thieves planning to rob a Half-body Man bank in Charldo Harbor, already planning how to spend the money before even getting their hands on it.

I think there’s no need for us to be so confident right now.”

“Others might not manage it, but my master, you are not an ordinary person.”

Veylanther whispered:

“The peculiar and powerful Omega purification power you possess is already impressive.

I think if you could refine its usage further…

What I mean is, being able to freely wield it in battle rather than only activating it when threatened would make our plan not impossible.

You must understand, its destructive power against Chaos Creatures is indescribable…

uh, the divination is done, let me see the results.

Hmm, it’s quite bad.”

She frowned at the classic Shadow Elf Prophecy Bowl in her hand and said:

“The prophecy shows some chosen by darkness have already fled Blackflame Mountain Pass.

The branching black lines indicate they are headed towards a place divergent from destiny, I guess this pertains to the Ratman.

You know, Ratmen are not naturally born beings; the wheel of fate of this world makes no plans for them.

However, the good news is, the majority of the chosen ones are still trapped within the trenches of Blackflame Mountain Pass, specifically located between positions six to nine in the underground structures.

Your warriors will be busy next.

If you intend to use the light-eating divine power of the Lord of Darkness as a weapon for transformation, then you’d best order them to gather that precious power before the Wolf People attack again.”

“Hmm, although I’ve seen it many times, I am always amazed when you perform divination.

The prophecy technique in your hands turns from an uncertain power into a reliable means.

I wonder, do other Weavers of Destiny have such strong talent in this area?”

Murphy asked, and Veylanther showed a rather blunt mocking expression, waving her hand with a shy posture, saying:

“My dear master, your praise is too exaggerated.

There are errors in my divination results too, but it wasn’t this sharp before.

Ever since coming by your side, my results have grown increasingly accurate, so the praises for strength should be directed at you instead.

As for other Weavers of Destiny, they’re just average.

Out of ten divinations, maybe four are accurate, three are vaguely accurate, and the last three are wildly inaccurate.

This is the situation with divination and all prophecy-related spells.

We only observe and interpret fate; we can neither truly comprehend nor manipulate it.”

“If that’s the case, may I invite you to Blackflame Mountain Pass to assist my warriors in hunting those chosen by darkness?”

Murphy said:

“In such a complex environment, your divination ability would undoubtedly be of great use.”

“But if I leave, what about your safety?”

Veylanther frowned and said:

“The last assassination really frightened me.

Even Lady Spider was enraged by it.

Please think for me, I cannot defy my god’s will.

If such an event were to occur again, I estimate Lady Spider might descend with divine punishment.”

“No, I’ve changed significantly since then.”

Murphy waved his hand mysteriously, saying:

“On the contrary, I look forward to the assassin coming again.

This time, he’ll find it not so easy to escape.

Didn’t you make me another Bottle of Rebirth?

With this, there’s nothing to fear.

I have few under my command now, so I have to run you ragged.”

“Ah, you really should find yourself a dedicated bodyguard.”

Veylanther quipped:

“Even Lord Paryen did, getting his First Lord to guard a Wolf People.

Why can’t he send another lord to stay by your side?

Is your safety less important than a mere Wise Wolf?

All right, I’ll make this quick and come back.

At the frontline, I’ll conduct another accurate divination to map out the positions of those chosen by darkness, and then I’ll swiftly return to your side.

In the meantime, please refrain from doing anything that could potentially harm you, like gulping down scalding hot soup, and be careful not to fall in and drown while using the restroom.”

With that, the nonchalant Spider Girl swayed her way into the shadows, leaving Murphy’s side.

The Vampire Lord touched his cheek, always feeling that Veylanther seemed less and less like the standard Shadow Elf.

In fact, comparing her with those Shadow Elf Vampires who have monopolized the customs industry at Crimson Castle, it’s not hard to see that, despite her flirtatious speech, Veylanther is pure in all aspects unlike a typical Shadow Elf.