Chapter 313: Eat Dung, Aslan! (2/2)

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After half a beat, Xi Wei gingerly asked, “Should I have my believers help you dig out Divine Injustice’s cult?” “No need. It’s my loose end, I’ll think of something to handle it.”

The Great Lion did not hesitate to decline. “You don’t have to be concerned.”

“Hold on. If Finnia refers to the Divine Injustice, then what about the Silver Oak?” Xi Wei pressed

“The explanation for that is not so long-winded.” The Great Lion replied as he fiddled with the furball he spat out with his claws. “The Silver Oak is an ornamental plant that Silver Dragons nourishes, but those are extinct since the Second Age. There aren’t any now in the mortal realm.”

“That’s it?” Xi Wei was full of doubt, feeling that the word wouldn’t be so meaningless after Aojo had shouted it like a slogan

“Of course not.” The Great Lion’s face turned solemn. “The matter itself unraveled in the Second Age, when the distance between mortals and gods were much closer and less distinct. In fact, many gods loved to descend unto the mortal realm to live amongst mortals.”

“At the time, there was a God of Steel who is as arrogant as he is delusional. One time, when he was drunk, he told the people ‘All of you are so weak. Look at me. Even without the protection of divine power, my body is as tough as iron and impenetrable.”

“A Silver Dragon was extremely displeased when it heard him, and was intent on teaching the God of Steel a lesson. He hence beseeched the Dragon God to bless a branch of the Silver Oak he had been growing to grant it powers to hurt a god, and the dragon brought it along to meet the God of Steel, provoking him in his drunkenness into a bet. That god therefore allowed the Silver Dragon to stab him with the Silver Oak without using divine power.”

“But what no one expected was that a god who had a grudge with the God of Steel had swapped the Silver Oak branch with one that was laced with divine bane, and when that branch stabbed into the body of the God of Steel, the bane ate away his divinity before he could react and he fell right there and then.”

At that, Xi Wei got the idea why the Silver Oak was extinct. Even if it wasn’t the main cause, the Silver Oak had killed a god, and there was every chance that a whole crowd was bearing witness to the bet. It therefore directly elevated a mundane plant like the Silver Oak to a god-killing existence, which threatened the gods even if they actually could resist it with their Rule Resistance.

But the gods certainly wouldn’t abide by the existence of such a thing, and hence quietly set things in motion to wipe out every last shrub of Silver Oak.

Indeed, the reason that the Silver Dragons were the rarest species of true dragon might have something to do with that mishap.

“The cult your believers found not only worshipped Finnia but was also aware of the Silver Oak. Perhaps what drives them behind the scenes is no trifle…” The Great Lion continued even as he fiddled with the furball, which had somehow turned into a small lion doll. “Take this, this is a copy myself. You can talk to it if anything comes up, and its encryption would be more reliable than the furball before. It also counts as a backup of myself.”

“Your cocktail is done. Why not try it?”

Xi Wei extended a tentacle to take the doll before passing Aslan the alcohol-filled glass.

The Great Lion snapped its large feline claws, and pale blue flames ignited over the drink.“I’m not drinking anything that could be set on fire. Give it to Stoff (the God of Craftmanship and Fine Wine) instead.”

With that, Aslan left Xi Wei’s Divine Kingdom while laughing heartily.

“It’s okay if you don’t want it. But don’t you know it’s such a waste burning it?”

Xi Wei withdrew his tentacle in displeasure, unable to prank the Great Lion and make him make a fool of himself.

That was when the doll Aslan left him came to life.

Extending his senses over it, Xi Wei noticed that it was basically a golem that wasn’t too smart and was only capable of some simple movements.

While he had no idea why the Great Lion would call it a backup, Xi Wei had a strong feeling that the purpose of the doll was to monitor him.

Therefore, the self-indulgent and freedom-loving Xi Wei promptly carved a small space out of his divine kingdom and made it into a cat playground where he dumped it into. “Keeping an eye on me? Eat dung, Aslan!”