OBS Chapter 2411: Seven Sons of God
Chapter 2411: Seven Sons of God
Chapter 2411 The Four Sons of God
"Luvia, the dragon couldn't have known of my appearance in advance. After all, I am the gravitational force of fate. But this also means that the seven major families are not the direct descendants of the seven witches? After all, witches cannot have children."
Shade concluded, and Luvia glanced at the door to make sure it was closed before nodding:
"Yes, the seven major families are the descendants of their brothers and sisters. As for the strange dragon and the dragon scales and responsibilities it inherited."
Luvia pursed her lips and said weakly:
"I was injured when I was trying to divine this. The god who will come to Moon Bay to devour the dragon is the 'Unknown Eldest Son' of the ancient gods, according to Shade. So guess, since the first dragon created by the ancient god 'Dragon of Radiance' with his own flesh and blood and power is called the 'Unknown Eldest Son' and has a special status, then is the second one also special?"
Iluna almost stood up in surprise:
"Are you saying that the dragon killed by the seven witches in the Fifth Age was actually the 'Second Son'?"
"No, it's the four sons, or the descendants of the four sons. The 'second son' is the old god 'Dragon God - [Dragon Wing Emperor]', and the 'third son' is the old god 'Volcano God - [Lava Lord]'. The old gods all obtained their father's..."
Luvia suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and Shade and Iluna hurriedly supported her, while the other went to get the holy water that had not been used up. They both stopped her and told her not to continue.
The purple-eyed girl's face was frighteningly pale at this moment. This ancient secret directly involved the true origin of some "old gods". Even though her soul strength was far beyond that of a normal ring sorcerer, this was not a topic that mortals could easily discuss.
The two comforted Luvia and let her lie on the sofa. Luvia wanted to continue telling the story, but Shad and Iluna disagreed.
Iluna was holding the cup of "holy water" with worry, while Shade knelt on one knee beside her with a worried look in his eyes:
"Okay, okay, stop talking. Let me make a guess. The Fourth Son of the Ancient God was unable to share the power like his three brothers, so he lived as a mortal until the end of his life. But because of this, he had his own direct descendants through biological reproduction. The ones killed by Belindel, Eddington and their ancestors in the Fifth Era were the descendants of the 'Fourth Son'."
Luvia nodded slightly:
"That's right. The fourth son didn't get the power of his 'father', but he got a special responsibility. So his descendants, generation after generation, inherited the power of the bloodline that is far stronger than that of ordinary dragons, and also took on the responsibility of the 'fourth son'."
She lay down and looked at Shade beside her, her purple eyes becoming more and more charming.
Although Iluna was worried, she also guessed:
"This responsibility was passed down to the end of the Fifth Era. According to Shade, the supernatural power at that time was much weaker than in the first era, and even in the second, third, and fourth eras. The dragon with noble ancestors went mad because he could no longer bear the great power and secrets. He was defeated by seven witches and woke up before he died. He divided the power into seven parts, divided the secret into seven parts, and passed them on to the relatively weak humans."
Luvia shook her head and then nodded:
"The result is correct, and the beginning is also correct. The descendants of the four sons have indeed passed down the secrets and power from generation to generation. But the reason for the madness is only half correct, because..."
Her mouth was covered by Xia De's hand, so she had no choice but to stop talking.
"So, it wasn't the seven major families that chose Yuewan, but the 'Four Sons' that chose Yuewan?"
Xia De said, "It's just that no one can tell clearly what happened in the past. Although the story of "Whispering Poems" and the Chosen One can only be traced back to the Witch Emperors in the late Fifth Era, no one would think that this was really planned in the late Fifth Era."
Although the ancient gods have left, they have made various arrangements in the material world. The God of Wisdom left behind angels, the God of Light has many "descendants", and the shadow of the ancient tree god is watching everything in the long river of time at the other end of the corridor of time. Even the crazy "Angel of Death" may be related to the ancient god of death.
The sun and the moon still hang high in the sky, and the ancient ruins echo with the echoes of the ancient times. The mythological era and the first era have long ended, but those threads and stories of fate still affect the civilization before the end of the world.
It's useless to think so much. In Luvia's current state, it is impossible to continue divination. Besides, the only coins left are [Dragon Blood Treasure Money].
The news of the white dragon scales was a pleasant surprise, and Shade was satisfied to have obtained the current information by tracing back the ancient stories of Yuewan City.
The place of the Chosen One of Light will be contested at the place where the descendants of the four sons of the ancient gods fell. The final scene of the story of the seventh Chosen One has begun.
"Come to think of it, isn't the 'Third Son' old god, the God of Volcano, the same god worshipped by the Volcano Alliance that originally possessed the 'Star Sword Stone'?"
Iluna suddenly asked, and Shade nodded:
“That’s why I said that everything has a traceable origin.”
Luvia's physical condition was fine, but her spirit was severely traumatized, so it was impossible for her to follow Shad to visit the old cemetery of the Wright family.
Iluna has to return to the Sun Cathedral before lunch. She has heavy responsibilities now and cannot run around anywhere.
But Luvia was concerned about the result of last night's divination and was worried about letting Shade go out alone, so she insisted that Shade go out in the afternoon. When lunch started, she confirmed at the table who was available in the afternoon, and then she selected a companion for Shade to go out with:
"Miss Elizabeth, please accompany Shad for a walk this afternoon. Shad has an appointment with Margaret to go to the opera in the evening, so you have to be back before dinner."
Except for the Countess who came back for lunch and knew her worries, the other girls at the table all laughed.
Xia De looked at Luvia curiously. Generally speaking, Luvia would not talk about such things at the dinner table.
After lunch, Shad left Mia at the manor to take a nap, and then set off with Miss Elizabeth.
The Wright family's old cemetery was far outside the city, so the manor's carriage took the two to the farm outside the city, and then they rode on horseback together.
Originally, they wanted one horse for each person, but the boat girl with sea-blue eyes said when choosing horses:
"They are all afraid of me, so I will ride on the same horse with you."
As he spoke, he looked at the horses in the stable. Normal human eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils. All the horses were frightened and shrank back into the depths of the stable. Miss Elither looked at Shade with a "just wait and see" expression. Although Shade nodded, he clearly remembered that the last time they went to visit the elf ruins outside the city with Emilia, Miss Elither was also riding a horse.
The one that was finally chosen was the strongest chestnut horse. Shad was in front, and the girl with black hair and blue eyes was behind, holding Shad's waist.
Relying on the map and the positioning of "Strong Spatial Perception", Xia De was not afraid of getting lost, so he set off directly.
At first, neither of them spoke, and the horses ran on the country road that was gradually covered with a thin, glowing white mist. It was not until Miss Elisabeth, who was holding Shade's waist, lay on his back, making Shade feel warm, that she spoke in the wind:
“You know what? Miss Violet, Miss Theresa, and I have also discussed your possible life in the Sixth Epoch.”
Shade, holding the reins, listened carefully:
“Now it seems very different from what you imagined?”
"No, it's exactly the same."
The girl from the sea smiled:
"The Witch Emperors believed that with your charm, the witches of the Sixth Epoch would definitely not let you go. Now it seems to be true. We just didn't expect that the witches of this era would be so reserved."
"Reserved" itself is a compliment, but Xia De was very sure that the girl behind him did not use it as a compliment.
"A girl like this can't become a great witch in the Fifth Epoch. The witch emperors all know that if they don't take the initiative to snatch, then they will get nothing. Xia De, don't regard the witches of the era when I was born as girls with bad personalities. They had to do this in that era."
“Times are pretty good these days, aren’t they?”
"Yes, at least it's much better than that time. After all, I couldn't hug you like this back then."
Her teasing voice was clearly heard by Shade in the wind:
"When we were sitting around the fireplace drinking afternoon tea, we were still guessing what kind of life you would have in the distant future. Well, it's a little more shabby than we expected. The quality of your life doesn't match your strength."
When he was at the fifth or sixth ring, Xia De didn't dare to admit it, but now that he was about to be promoted to the eighth ring, he knew that what the girl behind him said was right:
"It doesn't matter. I don't care about that. I know I'm doing something greater."
"Men just talk big."
She leaned her face against Shade's back and rubbed it a few times:
"And the witches of this era really didn't take good care of you. I heard from Luvia that you don't even have a permanent maid at home? Sometimes you even have to prepare breakfast for yourself? Oh, I really can't understand what the witches of this era are thinking."
There were some things she couldn't say in front of the witches, but she didn't need to worry about that now:
"You are a traveler through time and space, you are a man blessed by the Tree Father and the Moon Sage, you are the only person of the opposite sex that witches have been able to contact for millions and tens of millions of years since the First Era. The witches of this era can't even take good care of their chosen lovers, what else can they do? The times are too good, even the witches have lost their ambition."
(End of this chapter)