"Another?" Chen Xi caught the key word in his statement.
"Didn't you say only two Lord's Crosses had been born in two thousand years? Could it be that someone before me had also gained its recognition?"
At that moment, Chen Xi's curiosity was piqued instead.
The young dragon in Yue Xing's arms merely let out a melancholy sigh upon hearing this.
Ademos said in a deep, muffled voice, "That's right. Over the past two thousand years, only two Lord's Crosses have indeed been born, but..."
Ademos changed the subject. "In fact, when the Black Moon Empire had just been founded, the immense power of faith had already successfully condensed a complete Lord's Cross."
Before he could finish, Chen Xi already knew what came next. "So you absorbed that Lord's Cross, didn't you?"
"That is indeed the case." Ademos nodded earnestly. "So in truth, the Lord's Cross given to you should, by rights, have been the third one."
"And this second Lord's Cross..."
Ademos sighed deeply and explained with a bitter smile, "I gave it to Wala."
"Wala?" Chen Xi's expression darkened at those words.
"How could she possibly meet the requirements to wield the Lord's Cross?"
Thinking of Wala's arrogant, disdainful personality when she had appeared, Chen Xi found it utterly absurd.
Even she herself had only barely passed the threshold, let alone someone like Wala.
Ademos shook his head slightly, bitterness on his face. "People can change. Back then, Wala was just an ordinary little girl. At only twelve years old, she had already met the requirements to wield the Lord's Cross."
As they spoke of this, a trace of reminiscence appeared in Ademos's eyes.
"Unfortunately, something happened back then that caused Wala's temperament to change drastically."
"If you see her again, then if possible, please remember to kill