Chapter 2072: The mory in His Heart Chapter 2072: The mory in His Heart Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation At this mont, Fedele Licata stood amidst a dense white fog.
The thick mist enveloped everything around him.
His gaze swept across the surroundings, and his expression gradually grew solemn.
He couldn’t perceive anything about this place.
The white mist completely blocked his spiritual sense.
“Is this the final test of the tenth level tribulation?” Standing in the center of the fog, Fedele tried to summon his power.
But to his shock, he realized his body held no power at all.
Suddenly, the white mist began to stir.
Fedele’s expression shifted as he quickly looked in that direction.
In the next instant, his body trembled slightly.
A figure erged from the fog—a woman.
Fedele’s gaze dulled.
The woman’s face was gentle, her smile warm and kind.
She looked at Fedele lovingly.
This was soone from the depths of his heart…
a figure he would never forget.
“Mother…” Fedele murmured in disbelief.
“Fed, it’s ti to co ho for dinner,” the gentle woman said with a smile.
“Your dad is back too.
He brought sothing good.” Tears began streaming uncontrollably from Fedele’s eyes.
Just as he was about to step forward, a tender voice called out from behind him.
“Mommy, I’m here!” A small figure bounded toward the gentle woman.
She smiled helplessly, bending down to pick up the child.
Looking closer, one could see that the small figure bore a striking resemblance to Fedele.
This was a mory from Fedele’s childhood.
Realization struck him.
Ignoring the tears on his face, he strode toward the gentle woman.
“No, we can’t go back!” “Mother, you can’t go back.
Sothing terrible will happen!” He rembered now.
At this mont, his parents were about to be assassinated by traitors.
But his outstretched hand passed right through the gentle woman, unable to touch her.
She turned and walked into the mist, disappearing.
Fedele’s hand hung in the air, his eyes flickering with sorrow.
On his left, the white fog stirred again, and an old man slowly erged.
With white hair and a long white beard, he looked like an immortal.
“Teacher…” Fedele muttered to himself, staring at the old man.
The old man’s face was kind, and he waved at Fedele with a smile.
“Fedele, co over quickly.” Fedele’s body froze, his feet rooted to the ground.
“These are all illusions…” “They’re using my thoughts to manipulate .
I mustn’t fall for it.” He kept muttering to himself, but his face was already streaked with tears.
“Teacher, you’ve returned,” a young voice suddenly said behind him.
A younger version of Fedele stepped forward, walking toward the old man.
“Haha, I did great things down the mountain this ti.
Look what I brought for you.” The old man chuckled, pulling out a paper bag from behind his back.
The younger Fedele sniffed and his eyes lit up.
“It’s Hundred Herbs Ointnt!” “Haha, I knew you’d recognize it.
Take it and enjoy.
I’ll be heading back down the mountain tonight, so make sure to guard the gate well.” The old man and young Fedele walked into the mist together.
Bang!
Fedele fell to his knees, his body trembling uncontrollably.
“Teacher…” He rembered that his master had descended the mountain to secure a high-quality pill for him, only to be betrayed by an old friend.
After a desperate fight, the teacher returned to the mountain, delivering the blood-stained pill to Fedele before passing away.
These two—his mother and his master—were the deepest scars in Fedele’s heart.
Now, the final tribulation had forced him to confront them.
Fedele stood up, wiped the tears from his face, and shouted into the void around him.
“Is that all you’ve got?” “Co on!
Show whatever else you have!” “If not, let out of here already!” His voice shook the fog-filled realm.
Monts later, the mist dissipated.
Fedele found himself standing on the surface of a vast sea.
Fish swam beneath his feet in the crystal-clear water.
A cool breeze swept past, and suddenly, a golden halberd appeared in his hand.
He could feel his power returning.
“What exactly do you want from ?!” Before he could say more, a gentle voice spoke in his ear.
“Fedele, I’m very satisfied with you.
Now, there’s only one last choice to make before you reach the tenth level.” The scenery shifted, and two figures erged—the gentle woman and the kind old man.
“Hehehe, Fedele, all you need to do is kill them, and you’ll enter the tenth level, ascending to the peak of this world!” Fedele’s eyes widened, and he roared.
“Bastard!” “How dare you use their images to mock like this!” He swung the halberd, unleashing a wave of energy that churned the boundless sea.
The voice grew plaintive.
“Fedele, how can you say that about ?” “These two are the final obstacles in your path heart.
Eliminate them, and your path will be flawless.” “With your talent, you could beco the strongest in the world.” “When that happens, we will establish a great dynasty.
The heavens and the earth will bow before you.” “Are you not tempted at all?” The voice persisted, its tone persuasive.
Fedele’s frustration mounted.
“Shut up!” “Don’t hesitate.
Kill them, and everything you desire will be yours.” The voice quickened, its allure growing.
“Think of it—limitless gold, silver, jewels, wine, and countless beauties.
Even those who once scorned you will beg for your favor.
Your enemies will cower and destroy themselves out of fear.” “Does none of this tempt you?” Fedele’s eyes reddened, and he stared at the two figures before him.
“Yes…
just like that.
Kill them!”
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