Chapter 747: It

"Do you know who I'm reminded of?" Anthony asked.

"Dwarf King Tong Chui. I'm reminded of him too. Who is this? How is he as slippery as Tong Chui?" Naigelis said, annoyed.

"The dwarf race has three great gods: the God of Thunder, the God of War, and the God of Forging. The God of War and the God of Forging have already been killed by the God of Shadows. Could this be the God of Thunder? No wonder the puppet's Forging Heart is so crude; if it was imitated by the God of Thunder, it wouldn't be strange," Anthony said.

"That's impossible, isn't it? Being so far away, how did he run here? Perhaps the dwarves here have also awakened? What about the power of thunder? He seems to still be in the form of the Thunder King," Naigelis said.

Anthony shook his head. "The power of thunder is easy to learn, but being slippery is not. Let's grab him and ask."

They didn't need to grab him; Amelia, having recovered, was already waving and shouting there: "Grandpa Tong Mao! Grandpa Tong Mao! What are you doing? Why are you bullying a rock?"

The Tong Mao dwarf turned around, as if he had only just noticed Amelia, and shouted in surprise: "Little Mili, you're back? Did you bring friends? Why didn't you call out so I could open the door for you? Honestly."

Amelia didn't give him any face at all, directly exposing him: "Stop pretending, Grandpa Tong Mao. Did you think we were invaders and try to unleash your Thunder's Wrath, only to be scared off by the Lord's spear?"

"Nonsense, I was just cleaning up rocks here. Grandpa is so old, how could I see things clearly? What Lightning Spear? I didn't see anything at all." Tong Mao didn't even blush.

"If you didn't see it, how do you know it's a Lightning Spear? What is a Lightning Spear? Grandpa Tong Mao, didn't you say your Thunder Hammer was the most powerful thunder weapon in the entire plane?" Amelia asked 'innocently', but every word hit Tong Mao where it hurt.

His lips twitched a few times, and Tong Mao said uncomfortably: "Mine is the strongest in the plane, theirs is stronger than the plane. Why is the Golden Titan's Lightning Spear in your hands?"

Tong Mao felt a bitterness like the lightning of yesteryear. It was a child of thunder, while they were the masters of thunder. It was a darling of lightning, while they were the gods of lightning...

If Ang had taken out anything else, like the Death Scythe, it wouldn't have been this scary. Only the Lightning Spear was a weapon Tong Mao recognized and one that countered him—after all, the dwarves had the bloodline of the Titans.

But why would a Lightning Spear appear on a skeleton... skele... skeleton?

"A subject of the Undead Sovereign? Or a plane creature?" Tong Mao asked.

Ang tilted his head. It was Anthony's turn to step up. He patted his chest, and sacred light flowed from his body, forming a Pope's crown, then he smiled and said to Tong Mao:

"The supreme God of Thunder of the dwarf race, Tong Mao-Leiding, I, the spokesperson of the God of Balance in the mortal world, the interpreter of divine oracles, the chanter of holy sounds, the wielder of the Sword of Punishment, the Pope of Light, Saint Anthony, greets you."

Tong Mao's knees went weak, and he almost knelt down: "Church of Light? Why are you here? Have... have you attacked?"

Anthony said calmly: "Lord Tong Mao, I should be the one asking you that question. Why are you here? Didn't you leave the main plane together with the Titan race and the God of Light?"

Tong Mao's lips twitched a few times, and it was a long while before he said: "Yes, we left the main plane and came to a brand new world, but later the Undead Sovereign chased after us. We had no choice but to run again, detouring through the void to the Chaos Plane, returning to the main plane, but on the way, the damn Titans threw me off."

"???" Anthony and Naigelis simultaneously popped up several large question marks: "Why, why would they throw you off?"

Tong Mao said bitterly: "We drifted in the void for four hundred years, four hundred years! I didn't touch a drop of alcohol. It was hard enough to run into Void people here in the Chaos Plane, so I said I was going to buy some wine. When I came back, the Titans and their Thunder Chariots were all gone, leaving me here."

"Pfft—what a jerk. This is too despicable, isn't it? Damn Titans, how come they never mentioned this?" Naigelis said.

Anthony said with great understanding: "How could they say it? Tell the dwarves that they left their God of Thunder in the Chaos Plane, where there are ancient gods everywhere, and they don't know if he's still alive? Wouldn't the dwarves fight them to the death?"

"Fighting to the death might not be the case; that little slippery Tong Chui wouldn't fight to the death, but they definitely couldn't be friends anymore," Naigelis laughed.

Tong Mao asked weakly: "Did you capture the Titans? Have the dwarves also been conquered by you? Have you unified the main plane?"

Anthony nodded pretentiously: "The glory of my Lord has spread throughout the plane, and all species are bathed in His divine grace."

Tong Mao slapped his thigh: "I knew it! When the Undead Sovereign came to the new plane, I guessed it. It must have been your Church of Light that drove him away. Back then, I even advised Tairanos that the Church of Light was harder to deal with than the Undead Empire, and advised him not to go back. Now, how is Tairanos?"

Anthony said with a smile: "He has already been erased by my Lord."

Good heavens, are they erasing a blackboard? And 'erased' at that.

Tong Mao continued: "I saw it back then. Your Church of Light is not a peaceful religion. Your doctrine is full of beliefs in expansion and conquest. As long as you have the power, you will definitely keep expanding. Now, haven't you already established a stronghold in the Chaos Plane?"

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A stronghold? A sanctuary should count as a stronghold, Anthony nodded.

"I knew it. Are you here to conquer the Chaos Plane? There are many terrifying existences here; those few gods of yours aren't enough," Tong Mao said.

Anthony's heart stirred, and he signaled Tong Mao to come closer, whispering: "How long have you been here? If we count by the time the Titans passed through the Chaos Plane, you've been here for over four hundred years. Are you familiar with the situation here?"

Tong Mao looked at Anthony hesitantly and asked: "What do you want to do? I can say I'm familiar. I'm quite familiar with the situation near the three entrances of this spatial passage, but I'm not very familiar with places too far from the entrances."

"Oh, then are you familiar with the inside of the spatial passage? How is the situation with the Void people?" Anthony asked.

Tong Mao asked vigilantly: "What do you want to do? Is the Church of Light going to conquer this place? The Void people are believers of the Hole Worm and will not worship the God of Light."

"Hehe, how do you know? What if I could provide them with food, cloth, housing, mounts, airships, medical care, retirement, and eternal life, and could also let hundreds of ancient gods protect them, or perhaps bestow light upon them? Why do you think Amelia brought us in?" Anthony bluffed.

"This... are the Void people going to defect to your Church of Light?" Tong Mao suddenly became suspicious.

"What do you do here? When you talk about them, you keep calling them the Void people, as if you're very distant," Anthony asked.

"I guard the gate here," Tong Mao said.

Anthony looked back and said uncertainly: "But it seems there is no gate."

Tong Mao spread his hands: "That's why I have nothing to do. After the Titans threw me off, I could only ask them for help. They weren't willing, but they weren't necessarily able to take me down if we fought, so they simply gave this area to me, saying it was to let me guard the safety of the spatial passage, but in reality, they just didn't want me to enter their settlement area."

"They didn't treat you as a companion? Then why are you still so vigilant when I ask about their situation?" Anthony asked, puzzled.

Tong Mao said as a matter of course: "They have short lives. Those guys who were wary of me have long since died. These current generations, like Amelia, I watched them grow up. You must not hurt them."

"I already said I wouldn't hurt them, at most I'll take them away and give them food, clothes, and shelter..."

"No, capturing them is also... also... it's not impossible." At the end, Tong Mao swallowed hard, because Anthony casually took out a bottle of wine, opened the cap, and the rich aroma of the wine rushed into Tong Mao's head, making him dizzy, not knowing what he was saying. ===== CHAPTER 748 =====