What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

After leaving the Jolton Cathedral, Eros did not hesitate and immediately asked Barbara in his mind:

"You heard the conversation just now, right? Is it possible that there is a statue of our ancestors?"

Barbara glanced at Eros, raised her little face, and said with a somewhat disdainful tone:

"Not to mention that all traces of the Master's existence have been wiped out by those nine betrayers. There are no portraits or statues of the Master in the world anymore."

"Even if it wasn't erased, they thought they could carve a statue of the master? As if that stupid book didn't exist?"

"Besides, everything about the master has long been shrouded in secrecy. I'm afraid the only one who still remembers the master's figure and appearance is the elf."

"I can't even remember that stupid book myself."

“As for the elf, although it is unclear why He has stopped responding to prayers in the past tens of thousands of years, He is still alive after all.”

"According to the characteristics of domination that Cynthia told me before, this is an existence that gathers everything."

“There can only be one of Him. His figure cannot be carved, His appearance cannot be copied, and His name cannot be recorded.”

"So don't worry, there won't be any statues of the master or the elf."

"Cynthia's might be a possibility."

"I feel like the reason this organization still exists is probably because the Sky Curtain blocks the power of the gods."

"Otherwise, those statues they placed there might come to life as avatars of the gods."

"This organization is indeed bold enough."

Just as Barbara was marveling at the audacity of that organization, Eros had already pulled Cynthia into his soul space.

Without further ado, Eros went straight to the point and said:

"You should have heard the conversation with the Son of God just now, right?"

Cynthia hummed calmly, as if she didn't take it to heart.

Seeing this scene, Eros narrowed his eyes, as if he understood something, and asked tentatively:

"Neither do you?"

Cynthia turned her face away, seeming to find it difficult to speak:

"When I stole... stole... stole their Silver Moon authority, I was a little worried that they would discover my true identity and target me."

"So, after that, I no longer appeared in human form. I turned into a silver moon."

"Over the past tens of thousands of years, the only one who knew that the Silver Moon Goddess was my Cynthia was the now deceased Goddess of Doom."

"The other gods don't know who I am or what I look like."

"Moreover, in order to avoid those nine over the past tens of thousands of years, I have rarely appeared in front of other gods."

Eros: “…”

Barbara: “…”

What a robbery! Didn’t they steal it when the other person was being beaten?

But this is not Cynthia's fault. After all, she was snatching food from the tiger's mouth, and she was snatching food from the tiger's mouth in front of the nine most powerful gods.

If we were not careful, we would not have survived from the end of the Second Age to the present Fifth Age.

Even if at the end, one of the nine sneaked up behind him, he could still survive.

Cynthia's level of caution is evident.

As for why she didn't dare reveal her true face, it might be because she was afraid that her identity before becoming a god would be exposed, and she was also afraid that the nine traitors would use her true face to determine her location.

Seeing Eros and Barbara staring at her in amazement, Cynthia coughed lightly and added in a natural way:

"Master, don't worry. Those blasphemers can only put a silver moon statue there."

"My true appearance has only been seen by a few people including the master."

"Even to that usurper, I did not reveal my true face to Him at the last moment."

After listening to Cynthia's explanation, although Eros found Cynthia's excessive caution a little funny, he also breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

After all, Cynthia was his property now, and he didn't want the statue that belonged to him to be criticized by others.

Eros, realizing that it was a false alarm, immediately relaxed.

But when he relaxed, he noticed several places that he hadn't noticed before.

He turned his gaze to Barbara and said with a puzzled tone:

"Didn't you say that there are no statues or portraits of our ancestors in the world today? Isn't that the statue in the family's Shadow Realm Temple?"

Barbara frowned and said, "Isn't that just a big human-shaped rock?"

Hearing this, Eros looked at Barbara in surprise.

He clearly remembered that the statue in the family's shadow world temple was a clear and specific female statue.

Not only is it carved with gorgeous clothes and delicate facial features, but even the accessories it carries are all exquisite and detailed. How could it be just a large human-shaped stone?

Seeing the look on Eros's face, Barbara's heart moved. She knew that Eros was special, so she immediately said excitedly:

"What you see is not a large stone in the shape of a human?"

Eros shook his head and said in a very serious tone:

"I saw a statue of a god so beautifully carved that I couldn't be mistaken."

If he had just glanced at it, he might indeed have been dazzled, but he had taken more than just a glance at the statue.

In order to prove that he was not lying, Eros also materialized the specific appearance of the statue in his soul space.

Barbara looked at the scene with her beautiful eyes wide open, although she could no longer remember what her master looked like.

Just by looking at the image's stunning appearance and temperament, she could be sure that this was her owner.

This...this...what is going on?

Why did he and others see a large human-shaped stone, but Eros could see the specific appearance of the owner?

Barbara, who was confused, immediately spoke hastily to the flickering silver crescent moon beside her:

"Zilweni, go take a look at the statue again now and see if it is any different from what we saw before?"

……

Family, shadow world, temple hall.

Behind the solemn and dignified statue, a silver crescent moon suddenly flickered a few times, and then a figure slowly walked out from the crescent moon.

The figure was tall, with a slender waist, and white and slender legs exposed.

The full chest that was squeezed out to reveal a bottomless area was a little hard to believe as to how such a slender waist could support such a large fruit.

This is simply an unbearable burden for life. One look at it makes people want to drown in this bottomless abyss.

The figure stepped on the cold ground of the temple with her bare white feet, and her soft white flesh trembled slightly with her light footsteps.

Finally, she walked to the front of the statue. She raised her face, revealing her fair and charming chin and her rosy and sexy lips.

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