Lord Era: I, The Strongest Lord Of The Abyss!

#442 - Chapter 442 Monsters and Freaks

Beast Ancestor's back garden, somewhere in the Golden Wheat Fields, a beastman settlement....

"Waaah, Father... Father!"

With several cries, the beastman Noel awoke with a start.

The beastman warrior, whose body and age were at their peak, leaped out of bed and immediately pulled out two gleaming giant axes from under the bed.

Although Noel had just been awakened and didn't know what had happened to his daughter, he disregarded the danger, raised his two giant axes, and rushed into the darkness outside the tent, arriving at his daughter's tent next door.

"!!!"

In the dim light, Noel's sharp eyes scanned the entire tent.

To his surprise, he didn't find any dangerous elements in the tent.

The dire wolf he kept also walked in from outside the tent, looking calm.

This indicated one thing.

It hadn't detected any danger outside the tent either.

So, after repeatedly confirming this, the beastman Noel sheathed the giant axes on his back, sat down next to his daughter, and asked with great concern.

"My dear child, what's wrong?"

Hearing Noel's words, his sobbing daughter looked up and said to Noel.

"Father, I..."

"I had a nightmare!"

Hearing his daughter's words, Noel, who had been tense, breathed a sigh of relief.

He stroked the tusks at the corner of his mouth and said angrily.

"My dear child, it's just a nightmare, you don't have to take it seriously!"

"If you want to become a strong beastman female warrior, you must be brave, whether in dreams or in reality!"

In the beastman race's teachings, every beastman should be strong and brave.

A little beastman who cries and calls for their father just from having a nightmare is often seen as cowardly by many beastmen.

However, although he said that, when Noel saw his daughter's tearful eyes, he couldn't help but hug her and comfort her in a gentle voice.

"Alright, alright, don't cry, tell Father, what did you dream about?"

"I..."

"I dreamed of monsters, black and red monsters, descending upon our world!"

"This black and red monster has thousands of toothed, jagged maws, and tens of thousands of viscous tentacles, and is surrounded by a poisonous, foul odor..."

"That monster brought death and destruction, descending upon our world!"

"It tore apart the protection that the great Beast Ancestor gave us, plunging us into its filthy maws..."

"At the same time, standing in front of this monster was a 'freak' made of pure darkness."

"A freak whose soul color is as deep as a black hole, constantly emitting an aura of corruption!"

"This deformed and ugly freak is currently hiding in the darkness, grinning and peering into our world!"

"Father... I'm so scared!"

Hearing his daughter's words, Noel's heart couldn't help but rise.

The reason he changed his attitude was simple.

His daughter, although young, already possessed some of the abilities of a [Beastman Priest].

And in this case, Noel's daughter possessed a certain ability similar to [Prophecy].

However, after Noel's daughter finished recounting everything she saw in her nightmare in a fragmented manner, Noel's hanging heart relaxed instead.

Because Noel discovered that the things his daughter was talking about were too outrageous....

Thousands of mouths, tens of thousands of tentacles, and even birthing a freak.

"It's okay..."

Noel affectionately stroked his daughter's head, comforting her.

"My child, it's impossible for such monsters to exist in this world!"

"Besides..."

"Even if there really are such monsters, our Beast Ancestor will protect us, won't he?"

"Moreover, our world is different from other worlds."

"The world we live in is a powerful world protected by the Beast Ancestor, and this protection is real!"

"Isn't the God's Child in the neighboring Rage Song Tribe the best manifestation of this protection?"

"We are lucky ones blessed by the gods!"

Noel's comfort quickly took effect.

Noel's daughter gradually fell asleep in Tal's arms while sobbing.

Before long, the little darling's snoring was deafening.

Noel gently put his daughter back on the bed and returned to his tent with his dire wolf.

"Sigh... she's still just a child after all."

Back in the tent, Noel sighed and said to himself.

"Although the old priest said that it's a good thing that she has a powerful beast soul talent."

"But the price for doing so is that she will see things she shouldn't see...."

"I really don't know if such a talent is a lucky thing for her."

Thinking of this, Noel couldn't help but worry.

As an ordinary beastman warrior in the tribe, his daughter having a powerful talent should have been something that made him happy.

But for some reason, today, after hearing his daughter's nightmare, he felt a faint sense of unease.

Driven by this unease, Noel decided to take out the few remaining tributes after dawn and offer them to the Beast Ancestor, whom their beastman race jointly worshipped, in exchange for the protection of the Beast Ancestor.

The sky was just beginning to brighten when Noel arrived near the Beast Ancestor's altar relatively early.

But to his surprise, at such an early hour, the Beast Ancestor's altar was crowded with men, women, and children from his tribe!

Many people were pointing at the Beast Ancestor's altar and talking about something.

"What happened?"

Noel asked a fellow tribesman.

But that tribesman didn't directly answer Noel's question.

He just trembled and pointed his finger at the Beast Ancestor's statue on the altar.

Noel followed the other person's finger and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"This... how is this possible?"

The statue of the Beast Ancestor with bulging eyes in the center of the altar had somehow shed a line of blood tears!

A god, weeping?

Why?

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And on the other side of the world.

Abyss Lord Wu Zetian was standing with his back to the sun, in the ruins of a burning village.

And behind him, thousands of beastmen captured by the corrupted believers were kneeling.

"Lord."

"What should we do with these beastmen?"

Hearing his subordinate's question, Wu Zetian turned his face slightly, revealing a smile in the shadow away from the sun.

A cruel and violent smile.

"Kill."