Alien world

Chapter 1919, Section 552: The Rampant Growth of Flesh and Blood

"You and your family are a bunch of lunatics..."

The silly cat whispered in a voice only He and Rose could hear, and walked over to Mora with cat-like steps.

"Dark Elf, you will grow back flesh and tender skin. Remember, it was I who saved you."

“The cat and the Midnight Maiden are friends of the Spider Queen Rose,” Annan explained from the side.

An indescribable power gradually emerged from his body.

Familiarity, intimacy, and a sacred feeling that makes it almost impossible to resist.

This holy light-like power enveloped Mora, and the iron caltrops embedded in his flesh seemed to be eroded by time, withering, breaking, and instantly turning into dust, disappearing into the wildly growing flesh.

Her dark purple skin, resembling that of a ripe berry, reappeared, and the flesh on her chest grew fuller with each replenishment.

Annan quickly raised his hand to cover his eyes, then opened his fingers slightly to continue looking.

In order to consolidate its position, the silly cat expended a lot of divine power to restore Mora's body to its full strength.

The surging power vanished, and the silly cat returned arrogantly to Annan's side.

"Rose, did you see that?" He thought to himself.

“Just a believer,” Rose whispered coldly, indifferent to the life or death of a dark elf.

“I knew you would say that, but she was the archbishop personally chosen by Annan.”

Rose stopped replying, and the silly cat, convinced he had grasped Rose's weakness, made her obediently owe him a favor.

Mora climbed down again, her slender waist and pert buttocks presenting a stunning curve in front of Annan.

A clean cloak floated down onto Mora, and Annan tried to appear indifferent: "The development of the church is in your hands, Mora. I believe in you. Don't let the matriarch and me down."

The silly cat, however, saw right through Annan and couldn't help but say after they were out of Mora's sight, "You just want to be a hands-off boss, don't you?"

“A false lord does everything himself, while a true lord knows how to delegate.”

The scratches on his face had faded considerably. Annan took the silly cat for a walk around the city, letting it learn about the development of Free City.

Tourists and newlyweds were excited about Anan, while some "old Liberty City residents" recognized the white cat following Anan—the second apostle of the Cat God!

The first apostle is Lily.

Annan suddenly thought that it wouldn't be bad to have Lily be the holy son of the silly cat... no, to be the holy daughter of the silly cat.

“Look, everyone still remembers you, still remembers how you carried food to distribute to the poor. You are practically natural believers.”

As the silly cat was full of ambition, they passed by the park. Annan looked at the abrupt wall in the center of the park and remembered something.

"I'll take you somewhere."

Beneath the park, where the temple fragments were kept, a large hall has been transformed, with magic lamps on the walls casting a soft glow.

The blankets were arranged in a circle around the temple fragments, where several figures sat, studying the temple's runes or sensing the lady's presence.

Annan stood before the temple fragments, gazing at them, and said in a low voice, "This is what I found in the Broken Mountains. The Church of Wealth has confirmed that it is a fragment of the Temple of the Lady of Wealth, but none of the nearby residents have seen it fall."

According to the archbishop, the temple fragments were a result of a spell cast by the goddess out of concern that they might harm the mortal realm. Annan clearly did not believe this—if the Lady of Wealth's power could influence the prime material plane, it would not have remained silent until now.

"The aura contained within the fragment hasn't completely dissipated yet; it was intact not long ago," said the silly cat.

"Is this so..."

Annan was now completely convinced that it was a fragment of the Lady of Wealth's temple, and then asked, "What kind of enemy do you think could destroy a temple?"

"How would I know."

"Aren't you a god?"

"You're the lord, yet you know absolutely nothing about what's happening in the city?"

Annan was speechless. He scanned the figures around the temple fragments and found the princess in the corner.

"Do you still remember her?" "Hmm, you think you can change the subject... Is she that soulless, empty shell of a princess?" The silly cat knew Annan was making excuses, but he still changed the subject.

"Yes, there's good news. A new soul has been born from her body."

Annan recounts how, through his and the Skeleton King's efforts, they managed to rekindle the soul fire within the princess's body by coming into contact with the temple fragments.

"Oh, so that's how it is..." the silly cat nodded.

Annan suspected that the silly cat hadn't understood, but he didn't need evidence—because he himself acted the same way when he pretended to understand.

The princess seemed to sense something and looked up in their direction.

She was taken aback when she saw Annan smiling at her, then got up and walked over.

"How is your recovery going?" Annan asked with concern.

The princess's beautiful face wore a faint smile: "Mr. Skeleton King said that my thinking ability is now equal to that of the kobolds."

What might be considered an insult even by Martin to others was, however, the best blessing for the princess.

Annan had no hope to begin with, and had even prepared to raise the princess, who was now just an empty shell, for the rest of her life... But who could have imagined that the princess would show signs of revival?

If he hadn't been tied up with matters in the north, he would have already had the Skeleton King awaken the princess's memories.

Now, they can also unlock their past memories at any time.

Do you still remember Him?

Annan introduced the silly cat to the princess, who used to either lie on Italia's lap or on the princess's lap.

The princess shook her head in confusion; it was normal that she didn't remember.

“He is… a cat,” Annan said simply, afraid that if he explained it in too complicated a way, the princess, whose intelligence was about the same as that of a child, would not understand.

"You're the cat!"

The princess revealed a childlike curiosity: "How can a cat talk?"

"Some cats just can talk."

The princess clasped her hands together and exclaimed, "So amazing..."

After chatting for a few minutes, Annan said, "I won't disturb your rest any longer. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Annan," the princess said, extending her hands to Annan like a child seeking a hug from her parents.

Annan stood on tiptoe, hugged the princess, and patted her head: "Get some rest."

"Ah."

The princess watched with lingering affection as Annan and the silly cat departed, until they disappeared into the steps leading to the outside world.

The reluctance in his eyes faded, replaced by intense shock.

That cat's scent... How is that possible?!
In times of turmoil, can no deity escape?

……

After bidding farewell to the princess and leaving the park, Annan changed his mind and went to the Mage Tower instead.

The Skeleton King was busy during the day, so the eldest sister only had someone inform him of the Skeleton King's whereabouts and the silly cat's news; the two of them had never met.

Upon seeing the Skeleton King, the cat's slightly bristled fur indicated that it felt threatened by the Skeleton King.

A foolish cat without its source of divine power might not be able to defeat a legendary lich with a long-standing reputation.

“This is Cat and Midnight Lady, and this is Leonera the Skeleton King,” Annan introduced them.

"Greetings, esteemed lady." The Skeleton King expressed his utmost respect to a deity.

(End of this chapter)