I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey Chapter 118: Hell is Empty, For

Walpurgis?

Mu'en blinked, dazed and wary.

Evidently, the fundamental knowledge she got from Door Key: Knowledge didn't include information about the Primordial Witches.

These ancient legends and secrets didn't belong to the category of basic knowledge and most transcendent beings were also unaware.

Even someone with Ji Zhixiu's background was only aware of some bits and scraps.

Only someone like Doris who had been around for a long time and had a significant status would be able to understand these things and could make sure nothing would happen to her.

However, her family clan had been an Anointed of Walpurgis Night and firmly believed Lady Silver still existed in the dream realm and would protect them once she awakened.

Other transcendent beings had varying opinions towards these ancient myths, but they were mostly of unbelief.

After all, a long time had passed, and these ancient myths had become so fragmented that some of them were considered outright taboo and heretical.

For example, the Church of Pestilence denied the existence of the Primordial Witches and rejected such ideas as heresy.

The Church of the Dome worshipped the moon, but none of its doctrines were related to the Walpurgis Night, entirely separating the two concepts.

Those who believed also had to say they didn't.

Meanwhile, dear student Mu'en's mind was full of question marks hearing the vocabulary of 'Anointed' and Walpurgis, for she didn't have an inkling of what these words meant.

Walpurgis seemed to have foreseen this. She released her skirt, walking forward gently as water rippled beneath her, and spoke with a voice that sounded like a nightingale.

"Dear child, you do not know my name nor my history.

"I am Walpurgis, alternator of day and night, beckoner of dusk. The sun and moon are my eldest son and daughter, the stars and lake sing their praises to me.

"I bless all things that live under the alternation of day and night, and I make a covenant with all who posses magic:

All who call to the sun are loved by me.

All who swear to me will rece

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