I Have a Dice Left by a God-Chapter 395 - 262: The House of the Dragon Mother

Li Long Inn, Dragon Mother’s room, Dragon Mother, Dalivin, Mr. Kan, David, and Ma Liu are all present.

"David and I were both saved by Dragon Mother through a stroke of luck, and then we stayed to help her out," Mr. Kan said. "The obscure path of the secret arts is the most difficult, and actually, there are territories everywhere. This area is under the protection of Dragon Mother; otherwise, we would struggle to survive, and the dragon energy provides us with stability."

"I’m different from you. I purely like Dragon Mother," David chuckled. Looking at the current Dragon Mother, David’s eyes sparkled; in the past, he was really blind, utterly blind.

"The Ancient Dragon lineage comes from the First Epoch. As the oldest secret race, the body exudes a kind of power that greatly helps those of us who have no support and follow unorthodox practices," Dalivin said. "I’ve heard the creator mention it... he is an incredibly terrifying and powerful being."

Li Xin also learned about a singer of the Song of Hell. This title not only demonstrates power but is also very arrogant.

"Joining the Song of Hell was an accident for me, but the leader is indeed a unique and charismatic great figure. I can’t evaluate what he’s doing. Different levels witness different worlds. When I transform, my consciousness and personality change; in that state, I strongly agree with the leader."

Dragon Mother sighed and explained her own conflicting situation. She couldn’t rid herself of the other self within her; they influence each other.

Li Xin finally figured out the situation. The Dragon Race may naturally possess a split between personality and physiology — sometimes male, sometimes female. Although aware of what the other is doing, it has independent thinking. Even if Dragon Mother is in control, she can’t completely suppress it. Overall, Dragon Mother is neutral, although she certainly has her secrets too.

Dalivin was a helper requested by the leader from the creator for the male dragon to perform this task. Although the gray_skin isn’t good at fighting, it’s extremely convenient for certain tasks. Gradually, Dalivin got used to life here and didn’t want to leave.

Others also stayed by chance, including Ma Liu. His situation was worse at the time. If Dragon Mother hadn’t saved him with her blood, there wouldn’t be any gourmet elder now.

"If I’m used as bait, I think Oliver should take the hook. Although he’s advanced to angel level, he still has a greater need for Dark Cuisine," Ma Liu said. "Once you embark on the path of darkness, you’ll only sink deeper."

"If I find out you’re making that disgusting stuff, I’ll tear your head off!" Dragon Mother glared, eyes wide.

Ma Liu quickly waved his hands, "Absolutely not. In the Sixth Epoch, you can use chicken, duck, and goose, but not Oliver!"

"The current Oliver absolutely doesn’t allow anyone to defy him; this can be exploited," Li Xin said.

"From recent situations, I judge Oliver acts alone. He’s been suppressing himself for so long, now indulging in the pleasure hidden power brings. Once this addiction is tasted, it’s impossible to quit. As long as we effectively block the protective power of the Earth Temple, we have a great chance," Dragon Mother said. "The Moon God’s Court is still very powerful. Although Ma Zhe and others aren’t strong fighters, the power they can mobilize and release is considerable, and they surely have some backup plans. As long as they can effectively hold things up, this battle will be quite favorable."

"Ma Liu, is there anything else worth noting?"

They’re relying on Ma Liu to see if there is any method that can be targeted in Dark Cuisine.

"Not important, I just need the Night Patrol’s concealment ability."

Dragon Mother looked at Li Xin. In truth, she was surprised he stayed. People like Li Xin are rare in this world, and it’s thanks to him that she resolved to take action. Even if it sounds easy, they’re all wagering their lives.

Ma Liu thought for a moment and then helplessly spread his hands, "The power I’ve inherited hasn’t been entirely absorbed. From what I know, there are no critical weaknesses, perhaps a dislike for sunlight, but not a fatal flaw."

"Isn’t that being overly cautious? If I were Oliver, at this time I’d be full of pride and not thinking straight. The Greedy Angel is particularly so; power drives one mad," Dragon Mother said. "Especially so with the current Oliver; he has no rivals."

"If Oliver arrives in our domain, I can set up a magical illusion combined with the Night Patrol’s concealment to delay even if there are external reinforcements, as long as they’re not angel level," Mr. Kan said.

"I’m best at scouting and escaping; I can distract a portion of the targets," David patted his chest and said. As a mercenary, what’s most important is staying alive, of course.

"I’m not good at fighting. My ability is to create skins, allowing me to become someone else in a short period. General secret powers find it difficult to detect, though it’s less effective against a keen Eye of Insight," Dalivin said, resignedly. On the artist’s path, the painter was indeed of limited use, with abilities targeted and suppressed from multiple angles.

"You’re useless, a money-wasting burden!" Dragon Mother said, a bit frustrated by the lack of progress.

Dragon Mother’s insults now had different flavors than in the past.

Dalivin blushed, suddenly feeling courageous. "I’ve made significant progress recently. I was just being modest before; maybe it’s not so easy to see through!"

"As long as Oliver doesn’t have external reinforcements, just Young Master Xin and I are enough. You and the Night Patrol cooperating to divert the Church’s people to buy time is sufficient. What worries me is that if his life becomes endangered, he’ll flee, and stopping him will be a hassle," Dragon Mother said.

Li Xin looked at Dalivin and suddenly remembered something, turning to Ma Liu, "Ma Liu, I remember you telling me that Oliver’s advancement involved the sacrifice of Amosa?"

Ma Liu nodded, "Yes, Brother Li. Sacrificing a beloved is an essential element of Dark Cuisine. From the master’s memories, Oliver was immensely terrifying, determined, and extremely self-centered, with no scruple or sense of guilt for anything he did. This might be Oliver’s only heart knot after turning into an angel. He killed everyone in the manor except the master, including the Church’s Perfumer, probably not just to vent but also to eliminate witnesses."

The crowd felt a wave of nausea; ’sacrifice’ was truly a civilized term.

Li Xin finally had a clear direction for the plan to attack Oliver. Once Li Xin shared his thoughts, everyone present nodded in agreement. It was indeed an unexpected method and could also complement the Night Patrol. Even if Dragon Mother was confident, why not take an easier, safer approach? This also served as the best punishment for Oliver.

"Who will deliver the message?" Mr. Kan suddenly asked.

This was indeed an extremely dangerous task, likely a one-way trip.

"It can’t be us; using a Messenger is better. A Messenger doesn’t draw attention, which is the best. A Night Patrol Messenger won’t work; it will provoke hostility. Best if it’s..." Dragon Mother turned to see young Master Justin watching the fun with wide eyes and a hint of schadenfreude.

In an instant, the black-haired Justin’s hair stood on end. He had been listening intently. Ancient Greedy Angels, killers without mercy; these foolish humans were about to turn on each other again. Such stories weren’t often heard.

How had it suddenly pointed to him?