NovelAppThe woman in the green robe bowed and said, "Xzavion caused a great disturbance in Jorvahn Temple.
Then, Emperor Caden appeared and punished the entire Doom Race, forcing them back to the Dark World." The holy and mysterious goddess furrowed her delicate eyebrows slightly.
"Including me?" "Tt wasn't mentioned," the woman quickly raised her head.
"However, Mr. Wyot insists on resigning from all imperial duties to lead the Dooms back to the Dark World." The goddess took a deep breath, then calmly said, "Understood.
You may go now.
Stand guard outside and let no one in." The woman bowed her head and immediately withdrew.
As the palace doors closed, the goddess' eyes flashed, and she spoke slowly.
"Since you're here, cout." As soon as she finished speaking, Xzavion appeared as a Bohnwer Light flashed within the palace.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFacing the holy and mysterious goddess, he remained silent, locking eyes with her.
After along moment, the goddess slowly closed her eyes.
"I don't want to return to the Dark World.
I will go to the Great Historial Land." "No." Xzavion shook his head.
Just as the goddess was about to lose her temper, Xzavion added, "That is his order." "His order?" the goddess sneered.
"Is it the imposter's or Truett's order?" At these words, Xzavion's face changed drastically.
He wondered how she could guess so accurately, given that she had never been at the scene and could not have known everything that happened in Jorvahn Temple.
"I am Silver's disciple," the goddess said slowly.
"It's only natural that I go to the Great Historial Land." "No." Xzavion shook his head after regaining his composure.
"You must follow his arrangements.
This concerns the bigger picture." As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a glowing jade pendant flew toward the goddess.
A look of shock crossed her face as she caught it and examined it.
"Ts it real?" "whether it's real or fake, you'll know when you get there," Xzavion said in a deep voice.
"I can't stay here long.
I have to go to the Great Historial Land." The goddess hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"Thank you." "T want to ask a question before I leave." Xzavion stared directly at the goddess.
'Using the Doom Race to temper Wyot, aren't you afraid you'll truly lose,20 the entire race?" The goddess took a deep breath, then sighed softly.
"Wyot is the hope of the Doom Race.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut does it have to cat such a " high price?" Xzavion said each word deliberately.
'If it were really him handling this matter, everyone in the Doom Rade, e. except Wyot, might have to die once.
The goddess laughed softly.
"As long as Wyot lives, the Doom Race will exist.
The rest doesn't matter." "You are truly a ruthless woman Xzavion said through gritted teeth. "You are calculating and scheming, making you terrifyingly unapproachable.
I doubt even he likes you like this." "Sthings must be done by m someone, the goddess replied softly.
"Precisely because he doesn't like it, it falls to me." Xzavion was taken aback, then hesitated.
Finally, he pointed at the goddess and transformed into light and disappeared.
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