Volume 1 Chapter 631

Chapter 631: Change of Strategy, Two Generations of Heroes

Lolth’s anger was not just because Trish Diana’s attitude made her unhappy today.

Recently, whether it was the Lord of the Demon King, Kululu, the landlady, even her own older sister, or the Pope she had just met…

And the hostile attitudes of the evil gods and Hell Demon God.

That hidden attitude, that kind of thinking "because you are not a god, it is too early for you to know this"…

Made Lolth feel a fire inside her for a long time.

After all, she could vaguely sense that the hidden things were even related to "her past self"!

Heroes, the Diana family, hell curses, the church…

Land of light, Divine Artifact, End of Days, strange dreams…

Everything made Lolth feel like there was something stuck in her throat.

Her curiosity was not very strong, but this matter that seemed closely related to her made her feel completely lost and without any clues…

It was just terrible!

Of course, just like she didn’t have any special anger towards Trish Diana.

Lolth’s anger was not directed at those who did not tell her the truth.

It was aimed at herself.

Why could she forget something that should be very important?

In those confusing seventeen years, she didn’t even realize… her memories were full of so many strange feelings!

And there were so many gaps!

And then there was the old version of herself… Wasn’t it nicer to just relax at home? Why did she have to go and cause trouble everywhere?!

Lolth now wished she could go back in time, give herself a couple of slaps, and then fiercely ask what really happened back then!

At the same time, she was thinking for the first time that slacking off could lead to trouble.

Because this time, it wasn’t just affecting herself…

There was also Dorothy, who had not yet returned from the half-plane!

Even though Lolth was very sure that, as Xiletor’s lover and the former hero, even after trading with hellish demons and falling into darkness, she would never harm her own descendants.

But… this situation was beyond her control and was affecting the feelings of those she cared about…

It made Lolth feel a deep sense of helplessness for the first time.

"The rank of a deity…"

This is a term powerful enough that any ordinary Superoperator can only admire it.

However, Lolth knew very well that for her…

Becoming a god was difficult, but it was not impossible.

She had already wasted too much time because of her lost memories.

Nowadays, events were happening one after another; the scent of conspiracy and change was almost as strong as broth that had been simmering for three days, and she finally realized…

The tall person who must support the collapsing sky might be herself.

Therefore…

It was time to retrieve her memories, allow those people to communicate with her as equals, and reveal the "truth" to her.

The first step to take was to… become a deity.

It was not just about having the power to match the gods.

It was about truly earning the status of a god.

The first step towards becoming a god… Lolth had a feeling.

In the end, the opportunity was still related to The Church of Light.

The God of Light, that ultimate lazy dog who slept all day, even though he hadn’t interacted with her directly… Lolth could feel his presence.

This lazy dog may have been a bit sluggish, but as the most powerful god recognized and certified by the landlady and Kululu in the main plane’s pantheon, he was definitely more than just strong and capable of fighting fiercely.

Thinking calmly about her "Divine Artifact" tools, they seemed to have a deeper meaning.

A Divine Artifact that aligned with her strongest "domain," if she truly wanted to become a god… would surely be of help.

Standing on the ruins of the Bennett clan’s estate, Lolth let out a long sigh.

"Become a god…"

She originally thought she would never have to think about these matters in her life.

She just needed to blend into the Holy Domain and take it easy, work a little in the Demon Army to save some money, and when her mother wanted to retire as the queen of the Succubus clan, she would use her savings to set up a few ecological chambers to continue farming and occasionally deal with family disputes—after all, that guy Xiletor didn’t care about home, wandering around different alternate planes every day… The leader of the Abyssal Demon tribe and the thrones of various clans were always hereditary, and if her mother didn’t find an old love or have a daughter late in life, it was very likely that this responsibility would fall on her.

This was Lolth’s unclear plan for her own magical life.

After two years on the main plane, plans had gone off track, but overall they were still manageable. At most, she would have to do some networking and greet the Lord of the Demon King when it was time to return home.

At most… she considered the possibility of the women she met on the main plane insisting on going back to the Abyss with her.

However, this plan now seemed to have no hope at all.

Long ago, several thousand years ago, she had completely given up hope of being "ordinary" and "taking it easy."

"Lord Director… how did you end up here?"

A questioning voice came from behind.

Lolth turned around and saw members of the Heretic Tribunal in gray robes rushing toward her.

Further away, countless patrolling Paladins noticed something unusual at the Bennett estate and were also heading this way.

However, unexpectedly…

The higher-ups of The Church of Light were surprisingly silent.

She looked at them, and after a long moment, a smile appeared on her face.

"The Duke Bennett was harmed by an evil god, and there are cultists here who have summoned the evil god and intend to harm Her Holiness… Why do you think I am here?"

Lolth replied, her voice gradually becoming cold.

"Seal this place and wait for the Holy Maiden to return… Stop those people."

"The Holy Capital is no longer pure; anyone could be a ‘heretic’ here to destroy the evidence!"

"The Holy Maiden was still dealing with the evil god… When she came out, I would personally inform the Pope and put the entire Holy Capital on lockdown! We would cleanse the whole church!"

As she spoke, several members of the Heretic Tribunal exchanged glances.

However, in the end, no one raised any objections.

Under the director’s "weighty presence," they quickly sprang into action.

Even though Lolth’s command, revealing that "the church is no longer pure," and her signal of starting a great "cleansing," was very shocking…

This, in fact, was the most authentic style of the Heretic Tribunal.

After Lolth finished speaking, she elegantly took out a scroll from her sleeve and boldly used "Sealing Magic."

In an instant, she covered up the recently revealed "Bennett Clan Manor" once again!

"Everyone loves to play… so let’s start playing."

As she said this, her face remained calm.

Since she didn’t have the qualifications to enter…

She would earn her right to enter bit by bit!

First of all… the Divine Artifact promised to her by the God of Light!

The Forbidden Spell Level magical powers spread out, and Lolth clenched her fists.

At that moment, she still held back.

But if Dorothy or even Patricia were to face danger…

No matter the reason,

She would absolutely, absolutely no longer consider Xiletor’s feelings.

However… as a brave woman, Trish Diana did seem to care for her "descendants" and took good care of both.

About a few seconds after Lolth sealed this place, the unconscious Dorothy and Patricia appeared in front of Lolth.

Though their eyes were tightly closed, the steady life magic and soul state indicated that they were both unharmed.

Lolth let out a long sigh of relief.

She picked up Dorothy with one arm and then grabbed Patricia by the collar, leaving the place.

However, what puzzled Lolth was…

She could feel that after the Dimensional Barrier, the half-plane had not yet disappeared.

If Dorothy had come out… then it meant Trish must have obtained the "authority."

Why were she and the Kingdom of Death still in the territory of the God of Light?

However, Lolth did not dwell on it.

Just as Trish Diana had said…

Before she became a goddess, there were indeed many things that could not be known.

And within the Kingdom of Death,

Trish Diana had not yet gained divinity and power, nor had she obtained control of the Divine Kingdom.

This former brave girl sat cross-legged in front of a small wooden cabin, holding the hero’s sword, waiting for something.

Next to her and beneath her were heavy stones made from the distant past.

In the distance, an endless ocean made of nothingness surrounded her, the cabin, and the stones.

Beside her, Lalea lay on the wooden cabin steps, fast asleep.

A huge three-headed skeleton giant beast peeked out from behind the house.

"Alright, I’ve sent the extra person away… now you just have to wait for the cabin door to open, and you can either take the ‘test’ or… negotiate with her."

Trish Diana glanced at the skeleton giant beast, then looked at Lalea.

"What about her?"

An epic mage and a Superlative Level warlock, mixed with the scent of the royal Sotua family and hellish demons that Trish Diana disliked.

She said this with a hint of disdain.

"She came with the little girl inside."

The skeleton giant beast patiently replied.

"Oh, the members of this generation of heroes… truly chilling, her taste is really not good."

Trish Diana pouted and said disdainfully.

Faced with the remarks of the previous generation of heroes, the three heads looked at each other and said nothing.

This was a conflict between two generations of heroes; they were merely a physical embodiment of the "Divine Throne" of the Final Ark.

However, just because they didn’t make comments didn’t mean others wouldn’t.

"Trish Diana, you silly village girl obsessed with love, with almost no emotional control, have you ever thought about one question? Your team back then was so powerful purely because you, the useless hero, weren’t doing your job."

A voice filled with unmasked malice rang out.

A girl with pink hair appeared from the blazing flames, giving the former hero Trish the middle finger.

Trish Diana saw the newcomer and revealed a cold smile.

"Ah, it’s you… Lady Kululu, long time no see."

"It seems you have been hiding in the shadows, ready to set everything in place perfectly, and as soon as the plan is broken, you become frantic and jumpy. You haven’t changed at all."

Trish Diana also retorted defiantly.

There was clearly more than just an acquaintance between the two, and they both revealed a strong dislike for each other.

"You fool, that plan back then was made by your lovely dear," Kululu said without courtesy, "Of course, both of you back then were pure love-struck fools, unable to tell right from wrong."

"Why are you dragging Xiletor into this! And what do you mean by ‘my dear’? I have nothing to do with that fickle succubus!"

Trish Diana’s expression darkened as she said coldly.

"It’s funny, you can point at me and call me an idiot while grinning, but just mentioning Xiletor makes you so anxious that you want to draw your sword," Kululu laughed, "Ahh, dear brave lady—how sentimental you are!"

As Kululu said that, Trish’s expression became even worse.

Clearly, Trish’s skill in banter could compete with Lolth.

However, when she faced Kululu, a lively pink little person, she was completely overwhelmed.

"I can’t explain myself to someone as stubborn as you…"

Saying this, she placed her hand on the Hero’s Sword.

"So, why are you here in the Divine Kingdom? Are you here to protect this generation of heroes, Your Excellency?"

"I’m not that bored; I don’t mind who holds the claim to this Divine Kingdom," Kululu waved her hand. "As long as a hero carrying the Plane Will gets it, that’s what matters to me…"

Saying this, she shrugged.

"I am only here to ensure that none of you will be ‘tainted’ during the ‘trial.’"

As Kululu said this, Trish let go of the sword’s hilt.

"So wonderful."

She seemed half to be teasing Kululu and half to be speaking from the heart.

Trish got up from the ground and looked toward the cabin.

Even though there was a wooden door between them, Trish felt as if she could see the scene inside.

"Hey, Shorty," she said, pursing her lips, "do you think this eight-year-old girl can do it?"

Kululu was called Shorty, but she was not angry at all.

She tilted her head, looking at the wooden door, thinking for a long time, then finally shook her head.

"I don’t know…"

"You ‘heroes’ are born to upset every fate and everything known, and besides, she has… more than just the hero’s part."

"The lord of the Seven Seas, Fuen, and… her teacher, Lolth."

"Each of them left their own ‘mark’ on her."

Kululu paused at this point and looked at Trish Diana.

"Think about it… What were you doing when you were eight years old?"

"The fact that she can be here is an answer in itself."

Trish Diana looked at Kululu and understood what she meant.

However, feeling slightly insulted, Trish Diana was still quite displeased.

"And what about you, Lady Kululu… What were you doing at eight?"

"I was a second-generation demi-god; I was eight and a demi-god."

"Okay, then it’s nothing."