Chapter 464: Good Heavens, Framing and Shifting the Blame?

In a daze, Duoluoke heard some sizzling sounds and smelled the fragrance of roasting meat; opening its eyes to look, a bronze-colored figure had come before it.

It's Lord Ancestor… Duoluoke thought silently, but why has Lord Ancestor become so big? And holding a knife and fork, lecherously smiling at it: "What a waste, such a large adult giant dragon, you wouldn't believe me if I said I wouldn't eat you, would you? Do you want braised in soy or spice-roasted?"

Duoluoke said weakly: "Could you… not eat me?"

"Not eat you? Such a fat dragon, it'd be a shame not to eat you. What can you do?"

"Catch… catch fish…"

"How many fish would it take to equal a golden dragon? How about plowing fields."

"Huh? Plowing fields? No no no, how could a great golden dragon plow fields…"

"Won't even plow fields, then let's just roast you, pour some spice water, marinate it well."

"Don't… don't… don't roast me, don't eat me… ah!" Duoluoke screamed as it opened its eyes wide, and the familiar cave came into view.

Phew— so it was a dream? Scared me to death, how could I have such a weird dream?

Duoluoke came back to its senses, turned its head to look, and not far in the cave was a group of unfamiliar humans; together with Nai Ge Li Si and those young dragons, they turned their heads to look at Duoluoke.

"You're awake?" Nai Ge Li Si flew over happily and asked: "How's your body? Anything uncomfortable?"

Hearing this, Duoluoke moved its body a little, didn't feel any discomfort anywhere, instead felt refreshed and clear-headed, though there was a slight foreign sensation on its back; it ignored it for now, and instead said somewhat embarrassedly: "Nothing's uncomfortable, did I disturb you all just now? Did I talk in my sleep?"

"You did, something about don't roast you, don't eat you, something about catching fish and plowing fields. It's fine as long as you're okay. Are you hungry? There are some Elven Beans over there, eat a bag. Seeing Ange said your consumption would be huge, eating other things won't replenish it." Nai Ge Li Si pointed at a few bags nearby.

Elven Beans? What thing is that? Duoluoke looked at those bags, frowned in confusion—eating other things won't replenish it, but eating this can?

Its belly rumbled, it was hungry; half-believing, half-doubting, Duoluoke bit into a bag of beans, bit open the bag, rolled its tongue around and around, rolled the bag out, and swallowed the beans.

What kind of ghost beans are these, not even enough to fill the gaps between teeth. Duoluoke decided to eat them all and then go find something else to eat.

Nai Ge Li Si didn't bother with it anymore, flew back, and called out to everyone: "Continue, continue, pour some spice water, marinate it well, tear off the skin too, rub on spices and then roast."

"Never had it before, have you? A pirate taught me this, she goes out robbing every day, keeps whatever spices she steals, and has developed quite a few good things to eat." Nai Ge Li Si said.

Duoluoke suddenly understood—so all that roasting and plowing stuff in the dream was Lord Ancestor telling these humans?

These humans had rough skin and coarse cloth, sallow and emaciated, sparse hair, yet they worked methodically, cooperating with Nai Ge Li Si to process the sea fish in an orderly, by-the-book manner; their expressions and bearing gave Duoluoke a strange feeling, but alas, being uncultured, it couldn't say what was strange.

Duoluoke set those feelings aside for now, and instead checked on its own condition, turning its head to look at its own back, where there was a foreign sensation.

When it saw the thing causing that foreign sensation, it instantly froze—those were two 'chicken wings'; saying chicken wings might not be appropriate, by volume they were more like enlarged ostrich wings, but whatever they resembled, they were definitely wings.

Duoluoke stared blankly for a good while before reacting, and a surge of wild joy rose in its heart: I grew wings?!

"I grew wings? Lord Ancestor, I grew wings?" Duoluoke shouted disbelievingly toward Nai Ge Li Si; in a semi-enclosed cave, a fifty-meter-long giant dragon shouting out of control at you—how terrifying a scene is that?

Everyone instinctively covered their ears; those young dragons also lost control and tumbled a few times, then got back up and roared back defiantly: "Ying ying ying—"

"Keep your voice down, do you want to scare people to death? Yes yes yes, you grew wings, honestly, getting this excited over growing two chicken wings." Nai Ge Li Si scolded irritably.

Duoluoke had no time to bother with it anymore, its face flushed red as it trotted off and darted out of the cave.

It ate all the Elven Beans in one go; because of its huge size, it was only now reacting, producing a strong feeling of fullness; a giant dragon's intestines are relatively short, so when full it wants to relieve itself.

Damn, it had just said they weren't enough to fill the gaps between teeth, and now it just wanted to take those words back.

Darting to a cliff on the other side of the island, Duoluoke stuck its rear out, a rumbling sound, and felt completely refreshed all over.

So Lord Seeing Ange's beans are this amazing? What were they called? Elven Beans? Beans from those pointy-eared humans?

After relaxing body and mind, Duoluoke slowly crawled back; at this point, it finally felt the true amazingness of the Elven Beans—its belly was warm, constantly sending warm currents to every part of its body; it felt its claws were stronger, its neck was stronger, its hind legs were stronger.

Everything was different now—had it become a true giant dragon? Was that drop of Lord Seeing Ange's blood really the blood of the Dragon God?

Full of doubts, Duoluoke returned to the cave and asked Nai Ge Li Si: "Lord Ancestor, where did Lord Seeing Ange go?"

Duoluoke noticed that when it said 'Lord Seeing Ange', those strange humans all stopped what they were doing, muttered a few words, and only then continued working.

"Went into the sea." Nai Ge Li Si replied.

"What?! Into the sea? Into the sea around here?" Duoluoke was greatly shocked and asked urgently.

"Yes, going down from the water pool, is there a problem?" Nai Ge Li Si said.

Duoluoke said anxiously: "There's a group of sea eels in the sea around here, their size is very huge, even I on my own normally don't want to provoke them, my lord will easily run into them in the sea."

Nai Ge Li Si asked unhurriedly: "Sea eels? Do they use magic?"

Duoluoke shook its head: "No."

"Then do they swim fast?" Nai Ge Li Si asked.

"Not fast. If they swam fast, we'd have moved long ago, how would we dare to live here." Duoluoke said.

"How big are they?" Nai Ge Li Si asked again.

"The biggest one is over thirty meters long." Duoluoke said.

Nai Ge Li Si said dismissively: "Only over thirty meters? Then don't worry, wild beasts that can't use magic—I've seen ones over a hundred meters long. In the water, without some special ability, you simply can't catch up to Seeing Ange."

As soon as the words fell, with a splash of water, a giant sea eel's head emerged from the water pool, then with a slap it smacked back onto the water surface.

Seeing Ange and the little angel climbed out of the water, used elemental repulsion to repel the moisture from their bodies, and then began casting spells.

Streams of magic fell into the water, a huge water elemental arm condensed in the water, fished the sea eel out, and laid it on the ground—a full thirty-plus meters long.

Duoluoke was stunned; it had just said that sea eels over thirty meters long were very dangerous, and in the blink of an eye the biggest one had been caught by Seeing Ange. It recognized this sea eel—it was the biggest one in the group, the Eel King.

Duoluoke didn't want to get hurt, so it didn't want to provoke it; in the past it was all alone, and if it got hurt there was no one to heal it.

Nai Ge Li Si was also stunned—such a big one, the spices it brought weren't enough, what to do? Just blanch it?

The others were also stunned—what to do? This… can we finish eating it?

"If you can't finish it, pack it up and take it away. There are so many people on the ground without food, what are you all worrying about this for." After contacting Yinbi and the others in North Wind City, Andoni came back and saw everyone looking troubled, and couldn't help but give them a scolding.

Of course, those he was scolding were the people he had just rescued from the Death Prison—twelve of them, all extremely devout believers.

"You are all the most devout believers of my Lord. Even in the Death Prison, even in suffering, even when your faith was blasphemed, you did not give up. Suffering has tempered your conviction, the Light needs you to spread it."

"Thank you for your teaching, Your Holiness the Pope. We should not be panicked, we should not be lost. A steadfast heart is the distant tower, a devout heart is the light on the tower…" These humans immediately began devoutly confessing, not even eating, each praying on their own.

Duoluoke finally understood why these humans had looked strange—fanatics! The kind of madmen who, if you say a bad word about what they believe in, will fight you to the death, and if they can't win, will die in front of you.

Oh heavens, so many fanatics, did I say anything bad about their god just now? Did I? If I did, is it too late to take it back now?

Seeing Ange nodded kindly, turned around, and called everyone to eat.

"Do we not need to worry about them? Is it fine if they don't eat?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si asked in a low voice.

Seeing Ange shrugged helplessly: "What do you think all our healing divine arts were defined from? Real zealots and ascetics are all lunatics like this. Anyone you'd stop would either be undevout or dislike you. Forget it, don't bother. When I brought them out, I'd already fed them spirit beans."

Lord Nai Ge Li Si nodded, then buried his face in the roasted fish, eating until his mouth was dripping with oil.

Suddenly, Lord Nai Ge Li Si felt something in his heart, turned his head to look, and saw behind Seeing Ange a ring of white flames burning fiercely and a cross-shaped scale — the Scale Ring, the Holy Cross of Equality.

"This... this... a divine miracle? Are these guys' beliefs this fanatical?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si stared in dumbfounded amazement.

Long ago, it had said: it is not the gods who create believers, but believers who create gods.

This conclusion was confirmed by the God of Life, who said that the gods of light had all once been humans — powerful beings within the Church of Light.

Seeing Ange had only recently experienced the believers' 'creation' — Bark's imprint had connected the two worlds for him, and these were the key to believers 'creating' gods.

And the most critical among them were the zealots: ten thousand ordinary believers could not match one zealot, and a hundred thousand ordinary believers could not match one ascetic.

Only the firmest conviction and most devout faith could define what a 'god' was.

The God of the Scales had been 'defined' by twelve zealots — although it had always existed, merely in another world.

Being redefined here meant Seeing Ange could now wield the divine power of the God of the Scales here.

Seeing this scene, these believers' hearts grew even more fervent, their conviction even more devout.

"Crazy, crazy, all crazy." Lord Nai Ge Li Si was dying of envy inside, muttering jealously to himself.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si's envy was Seeing Ange's headache: so many soul flames, how to equate them...

Seeing Ange took those zealots and left first; Seeing Ange had to stay behind to dig up guano until the divine domain was packed full.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si was already used to it — if there weren't a suitable bay nearby and the ground was covered in guano unsuitable for growing vegetables, Seeing Ange would have planted the whole place full before leaving.

"What about you? What are your plans?" Dodging the pounce of a young dragon, Lord Nai Ge Li Si asked.

Doroke said with a dejected face: "I'll go with you, Lord Ancestor, please take us away."

"Oh? When you were eating fish you were saying you wanted to build Longdao, turn this place into a dragon island where dragons live and work in peace and happiness — what changed your mind?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si said in surprise.

"I didn't know back then how annoying eighteen little brat-dragons are. I can't handle them. Take me away, Lord Ancestor, I beg you." Doroke said irritably.

Eighteen young dragons — heavens, like tens of thousands of ducklings, whimpering in front of you and running all over the place. The moment Doroke wasn't paying attention, they'd dive into the water. There were giant sea eels in the sea — they couldn't beat Doroke, but couldn't they still eat these little young dragons?

"Little brat-dragons, you can't be too nice to them. You have to be strict — when it's time to hit, hit them, or else they'll climb on your head and pee on you. Ouch!" The moment Lord Nai Ge finished speaking, a young dragon pounced on him and sat on him with its butt.

"Ow!" The little angel ran over and punched the young dragon right in the face.

"Waa waa waa!" The young dragon angrily tried to fight back, but got beaten up badly by the little angel — she was a fierce one who'd once beaten kids until they had black eyes.

After the beating, she dragged it away by the tail, then pointed at an empty patch of ground and made it stand there as punishment, supervised by the little zombie. Before long, that empty patch had a row of young dragons standing there, wanting to cry but not daring to.

"Ow!" The little angel gave a lecture.

"Waa..." The young dragons responded dejectedly.

Doroke and Lord Nai Ge Li Si simultaneously wiped some sweat away and let out a long sigh.

Just then, everyone noticed something and simultaneously turned their heads westward, only to see a thick plume of black smoke rising from beyond the western horizon.

Jia Delige dropped down from the air and said: "That direction — it looks like Prison Island of the Dead."

Seeing Ange had taken the zealots and teleported away, so Jia Delige had stayed behind. Perfect — everyone quickly climbed onto him and flew toward the direction where the black smoke was rising.

The moment the little angel and little zombie left, those young dragons started running wild again. Doroke watched over them with a worried face, wanting to learn the little angel's strictness, but looking at his own big claws, he was afraid he'd accidentally kill a young dragon with one swat.

Jia Delige flew above Prison Island of the Dead and saw that all the Wardens' buildings had been destroyed, and not a single undead creature inside remained.

The prisoners scattered across the island were fine, though — they gathered in twos and threes, watching the black smoke rising in the distance at a loss.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si casually found someone to ask, but the other hemmed and hawed until Lord Nai Ge Li Si grew impatient, at which point he said: "It was His Eminence Seeing Ange. After he sent the selected people away, he sent people back to kill those guards."

Good lord, framing and pinning the blame? Who did it?

The moment the thought crossed Lord Nai Ge Li Si's mind, he saw on the sea surface a troop of undead knights galloping at full speed, racing across the water's surface toward Prison Island of the Dead. Behind the cavalry, a spirit carriage flew through the air, and within it an overbearing will was already extending outward.

Good lord, one link after another — the framing and pinning of blame was immediately made solid.

Damn it, they had stupidly stumbled right into the trap.