Chapter 838 - 850 Completion of the Mission
Peyton Derrick had already left through the portal again, but the illusion in the sky did not immediately dissipate. It continued to display to other viewers the joyous and grateful faces of those ’lucky ones’ who had been ’reborn’.
From Lancelot’s pure observer perspective, the whole thing was extremely ironic: these people were caught for no reason, made to look like they were about to be killed as sacrifices, scared half to death mentally, and then told that ’God’ loves them, that they won’t die but will attain true immortality. As a result, after being tormented, the mortals instead became grateful to this ’God’. Lancelot just felt an indescribable oddness.
Thinking it over carefully, it’s not just this Lich; many real deities seem to have had similar stories too, right?
Another ridge crossed, the huge skeleton-shaped entrance of the ancient temple suddenly appeared in his sight. Lancelot and his companions flew into the empty eye socket of the skeleton, expertly navigating the path within. They quickly arrived at the hall with the stone gate. The stone gate closed tightly again, but as soon as Lancelot and his group approached, it opened automatically with a rumbling sound.
The companions passed through the curtain-like darkness beyond the gate and entered the Lord of the Dead’s sanctum, now pristine and solemn again. They immediately noticed a tall figure sitting in the front row of the audience seats; it was Cranvo himself (or his incarnation).
The group slowed their steps and approached the deity reading something. The Lord of the Dead put on his silver-white mask, hiding all his emotions, but he still clearly froze for a moment upon seeing Lancelot.
"My eyes can see the true nature of things, but the surface is visible as well." The Lord of the Dead said with a seemingly suppressed amusement, "Though I have seen it in Princess Elizabeth’s memory, dear Lansna, you are indeed very beautiful in person."
At this moment, "Uh..." Lancelot’s expression stiffened. He quickly took off the transforming ring, reverting to his human knight appearance, "Sorry, I forgot…"
"No worries, it’s understandable." Cranvo nodded solemnly, "Your situation involves soul and body integration, which can happen over time. Don’t panic, it’s normal."
"I was simply in a hurry and forgot…" Lancelot found his explanation weak and quickly changed the subject, taking out the leg bone wrapped in layers, "This is Peyton Derrick’s missing thigh bone."