Chapter 159 - Inherited Resolution (1)
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He was having a dream.
He had never been there before, and he was aware of that fact. However, it was a dream where he was able to meet someone that looked very familiar to him.
It was a space where the light reflected off the surface of the water. The reflected light danced on the wall. Normally, it was supposed to be an underground space where no light should be able to reach the place. However, the magical light that was emitted in the middle, and it was creating a wondrous sight.
He knew this person better than anyone, yet his voice sounded so foreign. He spoke towards Azell.
It was a very bleak voice. It was as if the deepest darkness below had been squeezed to create this voice. It felt as if his lifespan shortened by listening to this voice. It sounded similar to the voice of an Undead, but it was a voice that incited a more basic fear from the living.
Azell looked at the owner of the voice.
Water had gathered at a corner of the space. There were fragments of light dancing above the water as if they were fireflies dancing in the summer night. The light was so faint that it was as if it was about to be eaten by the darkness. However, the fragments of light continued to be reflected as the beautiful dim light remained.
In the middle of it all, there was a silhouette surrounded by darkness.
Fragments of light was dancing around him, yet his face couldn’t be seen. It wasn’t, because of the darkness cast by the worn out hood. It was probably caused by the ominous energy surrounding his body.
His body was wrapped in a ragged robe, and something was planted deep in his chest. The end was rounded, and it was embedded with a clear gem. The wooden staff was pierced through his chest as a quiet darkness emanated from it.
There was a rectangular pillar made out of silver erected behind him. Black chains were tying him to the silver pillar, and darkness crawled up the surface of the pillar in the shape of letters. It was a bizarre sight.
Azell called out to him.
“Carlos…….”
He was the magician that has founded the Guardian Shadows. He was Azell’s closest friend Carlos.
Carlos laughed. An eccentric laugh rang out. It sounded pletely different from his previous laughter.
“I also know that I’m not seeing you in reality right now.”
“Is this like the thought construct you left behind when I woke up?”
“What message?”
Laus was the highest mountain on the continent. It was located northeast of the continent, and it was part of the Atisan mountain range. This mountain range was like a natural barrier that bisected the mountain range of Darkness and the Demon lands of Albatan.
“I have a mountain of questions I want to ask you…. I’m guessing I don’t have much time?”
“I can see from your state that you didn’t endure the ravages of time with a living body. Still, I never expected the Dragon Demon king worshippers to get this right. You were able to create the Guardian Shadows with such a body. Did you do it as a pre-emptive move to block the revival of Atein and the Dragon Demon generals?”
Carlos cackled as he laughed.
“Do you mean the fall of the empire?”
The empire broke apart after Carlos was officially declared dead.
“What do you mean?”
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