Angor noticed the statue inside the fountain as soon as he saw it.
Statues built in the square of the residential area always carried some kind of meaning. Maybe he could find some clues from the statue.
With that in mind, he walked over to see what was going on.
When he saw the woman's face, Angor fell into deep thought. Without a doubt, this was a statue of a goddess, because the halo behind her head, which represented that she had become a god, revealed her identity.
But what kind of goddess was she? Which religion did she belong to? Why did Nether City allow such a statue to be built in the residential area?
These questions quickly filled Angor's mind.
However, as the cleaning work continued, these previous problems were all thrown to the back of his mind. He saw the naked child on the right side of the scale.
Angor's mind was suddenly disturbed. He recalled what happened in Nether City in the Nightmare Realm.
He desperately wanted to know if this was the same child he saw.
Luckily, the statue's head only fell into the fountain and did not break.
When the child's head was put back on the fountain, Angor finally had an answer to his question.
It was the same!
The face of the child who peed at the entrance of the Stairs of Hanging Prison was exactly the same!
…
"Do you see anything strange?" Wai moved closer to Kael and asked. He knew Kael liked to explore ruins, so he might know something.
Kael considered. "The only strange thing is the thing the statue is holding in its left hand and the child on the scale in its right hand."
"Judging from the way the statue is holding the scale, it used to be a sword?" Kael looked at Dorcas. Dorcas was the only one here who used a sword as a weapon.
Dorcas nodded. "Yes, it is. The hilt should be wide at the front and narrow at the back … Hmm, it's not a thin sword. Also, the only thing missing from the statue is the sword. I don't think the sword was made of stone, but a real weapon. Too bad someone took it away. "
Dorcas sighed. "I really want to see what the sword looks like."
As a swordsman, it was normal for Dorcas to feel this way, but Kael was unable to empathize with him. When he found out that Dorcas was indeed holding a sword in his left hand, his expression became slightly strange.
"Let's not talk about the child statue. Just this statue of a goddess, holding a sword in one hand and a scale in the other … Don't you think it looks very familiar?" Kael asked softly.
Kael's words reminded everyone that a name was on the tip of their tongue.
"You mean the Goddess of Judgement?" The two acolytes didn't dare to call her by her name, but Dorcas didn't care. Not only did he call her by her name, he even rubbed his chin and said, "According to your description, she does have some of the charm of the Goddess of Judgement, but she lacks a sense of majesty."
It wasn't wrong to call the Goddess of Judgement a god. However, she did not have a true form. You could even treat her as … the World Will.
Yes, it was the will of the world.
This was because the name of the Goddess of Judgement and her statue were placed in the Supreme Cult's Heresy Court.
It could be said that the Supreme Cult carried the banner of the world's consciousness and created a God of Judgement for themselves. In the name of the Goddess of Judgement, they punished all beings from the other world.
"Does this place have something to do with the Supreme Cult?" Dorcas frowned and wondered.
No one said anything. Instead, they all looked at Black Earl and Angor.
Neither of them spoke since the beginning. Black Earl only had one nose, so no one could tell what he was thinking. Angor, on the other hand, frowned and pondered for a long time. Did he find something?
In fact, if Black Earl had another body right now, he would also be looking at Angor like everyone else.
It was his first time seeing the statue, but the child with black and white wings did remind him of something. However, he didn't speak right away. He wanted to hear what Angor had to say.
Angor had been under everyone's scrutiny for a long time already.
He sighed and spoke in front of everyone, "This is my first time seeing this statue as well. I heard what you said, and I think it makes sense."
"That's it?" Dorcas was speechless.
Angor shrugged. "What else can I say? Kael's theory makes sense. She holds a sword in one hand and a scale in the other. She looks like the Goddess of Adjudication. "
"Don't you have anything else to add? That's all you've been thinking about?" Dorcas didn't believe him.
Angor considered. "But I think she looks more like the Goddess of Adjudication than the Goddess of Warden."
"Goddess of Warden? What's that? I've never heard of it before. "
"A friend of mine created a god."
Dorcas' eyes lit up. "A god created by your friend? Who's your friend? Don't tell me he's an Ancient from the Abyss Plane? "
"Don't try to trick me. I don't know anything about the Ancient. The friend I'm talking about is someone who joined Brute Cavern with me. His name is Sailum. Not long ago, during the Rising Star Competition, he used a very powerful deification method to turn a book he was holding into a goddess who judged all evil in the world.
"She also holds a sword in one hand and a scale in the other, which is similar to the Supreme Cult's Goddess of Adjudication. However, the eyes of the Goddess of Warden are covered by a black cloth, which means she's absolutely fair. "
While explaining, Angor used an illusion to show the scene of the Rising Star Competition.
Everyone looked at Sailum's Goddess of Warden and compared it with the statue in front of them. Indeed, the statue looked more like the Goddess of Adjudication.
The statue was not covered by a black cloth, but its eyes were closed.
The Goddess of Adjudication was supposed to judge all evil in the world, which made her look more like the Goddess of Slaughter.
The Goddess of Warden, on the other hand, was like a judge sitting in a court of law, passing down the most appropriate laws in an absolutely fair manner.
"So it's just an apprentice. And here I thought it was some kind of god. But you're right. Judging from her aura, she doesn't look like a Goddess of Slaughter. She's more like a Goddess of Warden. " Dorcas pointed at the naked child on the right side of the scale. "Speaking of God of Slaughter, he's more like a Goddess of Slaughter. The one on the left is a criminal, while the one on the right is a child wielding a bow and arrow. The goddess only needs to pass judgment. "
Dorcas was only joking, but the more he spoke, the more he felt that he was right.
The goddess was the judge, and the child was the killer. The black and white wings represented justice and evil. The bow was the weapon of law enforcement.
The logic was self-consistent.
Dorcas looked at the others. "Don't you think so?"
Kael and Wai silently agreed. Angor did not deny it either. Only Black Earl remained unmoved. He was not paying attention to Dorcas at all.
"Your friend must have a special constitution or bloodline, right? This Goddess of Warden has already formed an embryonic domain. Normal apprentices can't handle it. "Black Earl was still looking at the illusion.
Angor nodded. "Yes, the body of a Sage."
"The body of a Sage? That's rare. No wonder he can use laws as his weapon. However, judging from the way he fought, his Sage Body was probably incomplete. This should be his last battle. A domain isn't something he can handle at his current level. The Goddess of Warden's final judgment will be on him. "
Angor nodded again. "You're right, sir. After that battle, Raven disappeared, and Sailum became dispirited."
Angor looked at Black Earl again. "Do you have a way to save Sailum, sir?"
The Black Earl replied, "Yes, but in exchange …"
Angor frowned as soon as he heard the word "exchange".
The Black Earl chuckled. "Just tell me what you were thinking about when you were standing in front of the fountain just now. Of course, you can tell me as much as you want, but you have to make sure you're telling the truth. "
"That's it?" Angor was surprised. He thought Black Earl was going to talk about the Noah Clan again.
Black Earl nodded. "That's it. I'm also curious about your friend's constitution. "
"You're curious about the Sage Body, sir?"
"No, I'm just curious about how he survived the Azure Bloodline. You don't have to look at me like that. If I can see that there's something wrong with his constitution, I can also guess that he wasn't born with it. The southern wizarding region doesn't have the right environment to give birth to a Sage Body. He must have extracted the azure bloodline of other creatures to achieve the Sage Body. "
But the Azure Bloodline isn't easy to absorb. I'm just curious about how he did it. "
Angor thought about it and felt that it was a good deal. He would talk about the Stairs of Hanging Prison later even if Black Earl didn't ask him to.
If he didn't solve Black Libra's problem, Sailum would be crippled for good.
As for whether Sailum wanted to be studied using the Azure Bloodline, Angor would let him decide for himself. Whether Sailum was willing or not, this was a chance.
"Alright, I'll tell you what I was thinking. But I'm sure you'll be disappointed. "
Before Angor could finish, Dorcas chimed in, "Don't tell me you're thinking the same thing as me. Let me tell you, I'm the one who said 'Goddess' and 'Child' first."
Angor turned to Dorcas with a smile. "Don't worry. My thoughts will never cross yours."
Good … Dorcas put a hand on his chest. But on second thought, he felt that something was wrong with Angor's words.
Before Dorcas could figure it out though, Angor had already started talking about the statue.
"I'm not interested in the statue of the goddess. I'm interested in the statue of the child," Angor said as he drew a circle in the air with his cane.
The illusion of a naked child with black and white wings and a bow appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone was confused. The statue was right there. Why did Angor use an illusion?
But soon, they realized something was different. This was because the naked child suddenly descended from the sky and retracted his wings. Then, under everyone's gaze, he pulled up the thin veil on his waist, revealing a cute little sparrow.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the little sparrow spat out a beautiful water-colored arc.
The arc landed on Dorcas' face.
Dorcas originally thought that it was an illusion and didn't dodge, but when the arc of water touched his cheek, he felt a warm and moist sensation.
Dorcas jumped away in fear and stared at Angor with wide eyes. "What are you doing?!"
"Just to make it look real. Don't worry, it's not a child's urine. It's just warm water to help you wake up."
Despite Angor's explanation, Dorcas still felt wronged. "I don't need to wake up. I'm fine. If anyone needs to wake up, it should be … Wai, right? That guy turned into a different person after entering the ruin. No, you have to be fair and give him some of that too."
Angor could see that Dorcas was really upset. But the way he used to soothe the boy's mood was quite fitting.
He pulled out his friends and decided to share the joy with them.
"If you want water, do it yourself." Angor turned around and resumed his serious look.
Black Earl also asked, "Is the child peeing the same person as the one on the scale?"
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be."
Actually, the child's face was not fully grown yet, so it was hard to say for sure. However, the two images were different.
Whether it was the child on the scale or the child peeing, their facial expressions were exactly the same.
The child was laughing innocently, but his eyes were filled with mischief and sarcasm. It was an indescribable feeling. There was nothing wrong with the child's appearance. His eyes were round and cute, and his cheeks were full of milk. He was just a cute child.
But when looking at him, Angor felt that he could see through the child's outer layer and see the mischief and sarcasm hidden in his heart.
Just like the statue of the goddess, the child gave people a feeling of superiority. Even when he was peeing, he still felt like he was looking down on all living things.
Angor was not the only one who noticed this. Black Earl felt it too.
"Where did you see the child peeing?" Black Earl asked.
"I can't answer that. But I can help you ask another question. "Angor paused." For example, where is the statue of the child peeing? "
Black Earl already had some guesses from Angor's change of question. But it was not important. Black Earl was not stupid enough to ask now.
"Where is the statue then?" Black Earl followed Angor's words.
"Outside the Stairs of Hanging Prison." Angor saw that everyone was still confused, so he explained, "The Stairs of Hanging Prison is a building in the underground maze. Or should I say, an official organization. Its purpose is to imprison criminals."
"We're going to the Stairs of Hanging Prison?"
Angor shook his head. "Yes. But we're not going there to explore. We're going there because the landmark I'm looking for is there. If we find it, we won't be far from our destination. "
Angor looked at the statue in front of him, then at the tall maze wall behind him.
"This statue means … we're not far from the Stairs of Hanging Prison."
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