What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?

After leaving Yolton Cathedral, Eros did not hesitate and immediately asked Barbara in his mind:

"You heard the conversation just now, right? Is it possible that there are statues of ancestors?"

Barbara glanced at Eros, raised her face, and said with some disdain:

"Not to mention that the traces of the master's existence have been wiped out by the nine betrayers. There are no portraits or statues of the master in the world."

"Even if it's not erased, do they still want to carve a statue of the master? Do you think that stupid book doesn't exist?"

"Besides, everything about the master has been shrouded in secrecy for a long time. I am afraid that the only one who still remembers the appearance of the master is the elf."

"Even that stupid book can't even remember it."

"As for the Elf, although I don't know why he has stopped responding to prayers in the past tens of thousands of years, he is still alive after all."

"According to Cynthia's characteristic of domination that she told me before, this is an existence that controls everything."

"There can only be one of Him. His body cannot be carved, His appearance cannot be copied, and His name cannot be recorded."

"So don't worry, there won't be statues of the master and the Elf."

"Cynthia's may have it."

"I feel that the reason why this organization still exists is probably because the sky curtain blocks the power of the gods."

"Otherwise, the statues they placed may come to life directly as clones of the gods."

"This organization is indeed bold enough."

Just when Barbara was lamenting the boldness of that organization, Eros had already pulled Cynthia into his soul space.

Without too much nonsense, Eros went straight to the point and said:

"You should have heard the conversation with the Son of God just now, right?"

Cynthia hummed calmly, as if she didn't take it to heart.

Seeing this scene, Eros narrowed his eyes, as if he understood something, and asked tentatively:

"Not yours either?"

Cynthia turned her face to one side and seemed a little embarrassed to say:

"After I robbed...robbed...took away their Silver Moon authority, I was a little worried that they would notice my true identity and target me."

"So, after that, I no longer appeared in human form. I always turned into a silver moon."

"In the past tens of thousands of years, the only one who knows that the Silver Moon Goddess belongs to me, Cynthia, is the deceased Goddess of Doom."

"The other gods don't know my identity or what I look like."

"Furthermore, in order to avoid those nine for tens of thousands of years, I rarely appear in front of other gods."

Eros: "..."

Barbara: "..."

What a robbery. Didn't you really steal it while someone was being beaten?

But it’s not Cynthia’s fault. After all, she was snatching food from a tiger’s mouth, and she was snatching food from a tiger’s mouth in front of the nine most powerful gods.

If you are not careful, how can you survive from the end of the Second Era to the present Fifth Era?

Even in the end, one of the nine quietly touched his back, and he could still survive.

Cynthia's level of caution can be seen as average.

As for why she didn't dare to reveal her true face, it was probably because she was afraid that her identity before becoming a god would be revealed, and she was also worried that the nine betrayers would use her true face to determine her location.

Seeing Eros and Barbara looking at her dumbfounded, Cynthia coughed lightly and added naturally:

"Master, don't worry, those blasphemers can only get a silver moon statue and place it there."

"Only my master and a few others have seen my true appearance."

"Even the usurper, I didn't show my true face to him at the last moment."

After listening to Cynthia's explanation, although Eros felt a little funny about Cynthia's over-cautiousness, it did make him breathe a sigh of relief at this moment.

After all, Cynthia is his property now, and he is not willing to let others point at the statue that belongs to him.

Eros, who understood that it was a false alarm, immediately relaxed.

But as soon as he relaxed, he noticed several places that he hadn't noticed just now.

He turned his gaze to Barbara and said in a somewhat puzzled tone:

"Didn't you say that there are no statues or portraits of our ancestors in the world today? Isn't that the statue in the family shadow world temple?"

Barbara frowned and said, "Isn't that just a big human-shaped stone?"

Hearing this, Eros looked at Barbara in astonishment.

He clearly remembered that the statue in the family shadow world temple was a clear and specific female statue.

Not only was it carved with gorgeous clothes and exquisite facial features, but even the accessories it carried were all exquisite and detailed. How could it be just a large human-shaped stone?

Seeing the look on Eros's face, Barbara's heart moved. She knew how special Eros was, and she immediately said excitedly:

"Isn't what you see a big human-shaped stone?"

Eros shook his head and said in a very serious tone:

"I saw a very beautifully carved statue of a god. I couldn't have mistaken it."

If he just glanced at it, he might be dazzled, but he didn't just glance at that statue.

In order to prove that he was not lying, Eros also manifested the specific appearance of the statue in his soul space.

Barbara looked at this scene with wide eyes, although she could no longer remember what her master looked like.

Just by looking at the image's unparalleled appearance and temperament, she could be sure that this was her master.

This...this...what is going on?

Why did he and others see a large human-shaped stone, but Eros could see the specific appearance of the owner?

Barbara, who couldn't figure it out, immediately spoke hastily to the flickering silver crescent moon beside her:

"Cylvini, go and take a look at that statue now. Are there any differences from what we saw before?"

…

Family, Shadow Realm, Temple Hall.

Behind the head of the solemn statue, a silver crescent moon suddenly flashed a few times, and then a figure slowly walked out of the crescent moon.

This figure is tall, has a slender waist, and has white and slender exposed legs.

The plump breasts that were squeezed out of a large and bottomless area made it a bit unbelievable why such a slender waist could support such a big fruit.

This is simply an unbearable weight of life. Just one look at it makes one want to drown in this bottomless depth.

The figure's bare white feet stepped on the cold ground of the temple, and the white soft flesh trembled slightly with her light footsteps.

Finally, she walked right in front of the statue. She raised her face, revealing her fair and charming chin and her red and sexy lips.

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