Chapter 175: Mute's Essence
"Are you a deity?"
The moment Ambrose asked that question, Aige's faint smile disappeared. She studied the lich before her with careful intensity.
After a long pause, she said, "You're more perceptive than I expected. Either you're very familiar with gods, or you're close to taking that final step yourself. Which is it?"
"I'd say I'm simply familiar with gods," Ambrose replied, keeping his tone as steady as possible. "I've witnessed the descent of the Mistress of Pain, the Goddess of the Night, and the Lord of Dawn."
Aige: "…"
This lich really did have a talent for sounding unreliable. The Mistress of Pain and the Goddess of the Night were one thing, but if the Lord of Dawn had truly descended before him, the lich should have been reduced to purified ash long ago.
And yet Aige quickly realized he was telling the truth.
She had said earlier that there was little in these seas she did not know. It was a form of authority, a unique dominion. That authority now told her that every word Ambrose had just spoken was true.
Had he truly survived the Lord of Dawn's divine descent?