Storm of Gods

Chapter 157 All Men Must Die

The library of the Tianjing Academy of the Lilong United Kingdom, a gift from the Grand Governor to Tianjing, had no impact whatsoever on Li Xin's departure. It was only later, through Casey, that they learned what they had missed. They heard that Li Xin had now entered the Holy Ze Academy and had a better future. Casey had also inherited the position of Grand Disciplinary Officer of Luo Jin, and her power over the Academy was much greater than that of Luo Jin in the past.

The book in Lu Shuai's hand is called "The Significance of Hextech," which is also related to Grand Archon Luther. Regardless of whether he wrote it or not, as long as it is related to Grand Archon Luther, Lu Shuai, as a descendant of the Lu family, will carefully read it. Of course, he had already read this book before, and his mind was on other things.

Hidden power and authority cannot coexist. He may not admit it, but this Four Nations Tournament has had a great impact on Lu Shuai. Without divine relics, no matter how hard he tries, it is all in vain. As a descendant of the Lu family, Luther left the Lu family with a saying that has become the Lu family motto: If you want to gain power, you cannot possess divine relics.

Of course, Lu Shuai didn't have it, not because of that, but simply because he didn't have it.

dong dong dong...

As the bells of the Academy rang, it was 10 o'clock, the last moment before the library closed. Closing his book, Lu Shuai began to finish cleaning. The finishing work usually takes an hour, and one must be serious. While cleaning, he couldn't help but start thinking again: what does this have to do with cultivation?
Why did the head of the discipline inspection commission insist on having him work here?

Calm down? Reflect? Or follow in the footsteps of Grand Archon Luther to become king?

Putting everything else aside, the job of a prince consort is one in a million. Does studying really make you handsome and able to attract a princess?

Seeing that there were still people in the reading room, Lu Shuai took a broom and walked over. An elegant figure was reading. Judging from the light purple clothes with gold trim, she was a noblewoman. Lu Shuai still had a good understanding of beauty. Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her soft profile glowed with a faint light under the lamp. She was quiet as if she was immersed in another world.

As Lu Shuai approached gently, his nose twitched. A faint, sweet fragrance of a young girl instantly invigorated him. The training had been too strenuous lately; it had been a long time since he had comforted his senior sister.

Although he didn't want to spoil the beautiful scenery, he also wanted to finish his work as soon as possible.

"Ahem, sorry, the library is closing soon," Lu Shuai said.

The girl raised her head, revealing a pair of eyes as clear and bright as a deep blue lake. Her high, delicate nose framed a face of rosy pink and smooth skin. Her long, slightly wavy hair was adorned with a string of sparkling pearl earrings, which, in their simplicity, accentuated her fair skin and elegant demeanor. Her lips were rosy and slightly upturned, radiating youth and irresistible charm. Although Lu Shuai was young, he was already a seasoned player in the world of women, but this unfamiliar girl still gave him a feeling of excitement he hadn't experienced in a long time. He actually saluted.

Of course, this is a normal reaction for a man. After all, appreciating beauty is a common trait of any man who still has a breath left. He was about to make some flirtatious remarks when he remembered his vow and the humiliation of his defeat. No, he wanted to be a man who stood up!
"Sorry, you're so beautiful I was a little distracted. We close at 10 p.m. and I have to pack up. If you haven't finished reading, you can write it down and come back tomorrow."

The girl smiled gently, tucked her hair behind her ear, and didn't seem to mind, probably used to it. "I apologize for bothering you. I really like this book. May I borrow it to read?"

As she spoke, the girl stood up. Her collar was a little wide open, and a button was about to fall off, vaguely revealing a glimpse of her snow-white secret. Because they were now closer, the alluring fragrance made him tremble involuntarily, and his body warmed up. Holding the broom, he was faced with such a beautiful gaze. Someone with slightly weaker self-control might have blurted out an agreement, but Lu Shuai still resolutely shook his head. "Library books cannot be borrowed. If you like them, you can come again tomorrow."

Some of these are rare copies, and there are conditions and restrictions on borrowing them, so the position of administrator is quite convenient.

The girl frowned slightly, and Lu Shuai felt a pang of pity, but it quickly disappeared. The girl closed the book reluctantly, saying, "It looks like a tragedy. I'm going to have a sad night."

"This book is good, but it doesn't seem like something you'd like," Lu Shuai said with a smile.

Lu Shuai has read "Graf's Faith." The integration of different ethnic groups brings not only wealth but also various cultural shocks. It tells the story of a low-class prostitute named Graf who seeks redemption, and carries some ideas of ideological liberation, which is what Grand Consul Luther has always been doing: liberating the minds of the lower classes.

"You've seen it?" The girl wasn't surprised; the descriptions in it were quite explicit. "What kind of girl do you think Graf is?"

"It must be because of their excellent skills," Lu Shuai said after a moment's thought.

The girl was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled. A touch of allure appeared on her otherwise noble and pure face, making her incredibly captivating. She pointed to the interior of the library and gently bit her lip. "Actually, I was looking at that part too... I heard there are even better ones inside. Could you take me in to see them? Maybe we can give it a try?"

Lu Shuai hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath. He'd done this before, and it was truly something, but he still shook his head decisively. "Only the curator allows entry. I can't take you in. Also, it's closing time, I need to close." He turned around stiffly, using every ounce of strength to restrain himself. He was practicing abstinence! What was this all about? Adding fuel to the fire was inhumane. In the dead of night, being alone with such an elegant and charming girl, even discussing deeper topics together—the temptation was making Lu Shuai's head buzz. Aristocratic girls of this age really had a strong sense of curiosity.

It's strange; there's no reason he hasn't seen a girl like that before.

For a moment, only Lu Shuai's heartbeat could be heard. Just as he was about to turn around and abandon his principles, the elegant girl opened her rosy lips, unable to believe that she had been rejected by such an ordinary boy. She felt a little wronged, and as she felt wronged, her lips parted and split along her jawline, the split widening to reveal scarlet muscles...

The girl, who was as beautiful as an angel, revealed rows of sharp, gleaming fangs. Her slightly curly long hair and scalp looked like a wig had been lifted, revealing the writhing organs inside. A tongue with suction cups popped out of her gaping mouth and shot towards the back of Lu Shuai's head.

Just then, Lu Shuai was excitedly preparing to turn around and give a warm hug when the broom on his shoulder elegantly flicked, and the suction cup sucked the broom bristles in. Lu Shuai's elegance came to an abrupt halt, and he almost vomited up his dinner from the night before.

The girl who was just so elegant has now jumped onto the table like a grasshopper, spitting out her broom-like hair and waving her saliva-covered tongue around. The worst part is that even in this state, she's still flirting.

This is outrageous! The Fallen dares to break into the Church House? Are they that crazy? Her psionic energy erupted as she wielded a broomstick to defend against the Licker's attacks. The Licker was incredibly fast and unlike ordinary Lickers, it was very disciplined and remained calm throughout. Strangely enough, the Church House, under the protection of the Moon Goddess, was completely unaffected.

Without a suitable weapon, Lu Shuai was quickly forced into retreat and could only barely hold on. The opponent's tongue shot towards his groin like lightning. Lu Shuai was so frightened that he flew up. If he was licked, he would be airborne. He twisted and turned to dodge, trying to escape, but the licker had already nimbly appeared in front of him and blocked his way.

"I'm so beautiful, don't you like me?" The voice came from her abdomen, still as sweet as ever.

Lu Shuai's stomach was churning violently. He grabbed a chair and thought to himself, "Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror?"

Suddenly, the Licker sprang back and crashed towards the window, but in mid-air, red threads trapped her and dragged her down. Cassie had entered at some point; the wealthy young woman was as elegant as ever, wearing a modified black Nightwatch coat and exquisite high-heeled boots. She quietly looked at the Licker on the ground, then glanced at Lu Shuai, "That's all for you, go."

Lu Shuai originally wanted to watch the show, but seeing Casey's unfriendly look, he quickly left. It turned out he was bait.

The Licker struggled desperately to break free from the red threads binding her, but the more she struggled, the tighter they became, digging directly into her muscles. Soon, the Licker transformed back into a delicate girl, pleading, "Sister, sister, please let me go. I'll never come here again."

Casey looked at the Lickers. "How did you guys sneak in? And why have you been so active lately?"

"Sister, I don't know anything, I'm just hungry, ah~~~" The Licker transformed back into that bright and charming little girl.

Some strange Abyssal Fallen Ones have infiltrated Tianjing. Unlike Zhao Qing, these Fallen Ones possess a relatively complete will and can revert back to their original form even after transforming. In contrast, Zhao Qing's Fallen Ones fall rapidly and irreversibly once they begin to fall.

This licker was surprisingly concerned about its appearance. "Don't kill me. If you let me go, we can make a deal..."

Casey looked at the other party indifferently. The red threads tightened again. With a scream, the Licker's extremely tough skin was torn apart. The red threads directly constricted the Licker, deforming it. Its flesh undulated. The purple abyssal power had reached its limit. She realized that the Night Watcher in front of her did not care at all and simply wanted to kill her.

"All mortals must die, false gods will surely perish, the true god has returned, you will all die... Ah..."

With a scream, the Licker was completely cut into dozens of pieces by the red threads.

There it is again.

Casey took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the splattered area. Looking at the red moon outside the window, she noticed that her right eyeball was gone, replaced by a blood-red symbol...

(End of this chapter)