Chapter 248: 248
Chapter 248: A Chance Encounter: Part 3
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Four thousand…”
“With so many split avatars, your principal body must be vulnerable . ” As speechless as he was, Lin Sheng had also discovered a problem .
“That’s right . I only keep one-third of my strength right now . ”
“Then stay in the sanctum . It is safe here . ” Lin Sheng patted her head .
“Understood . ” Khadula nodded .
Lin Sheng nodded back at her . Then he turned to look at the Night Lord, who was reading on the side, and then the Thunderbeast, who was standing still on the pasture . As much as he wanted his soul to multitask, the avatar in trouble would pull much of the consciousness from the rest of the avatars, which sent the others in limbo .
“Now with the Night Lord in charge, and Khadula here . When the Thunderbeast and I become one, we are at least as strong as a Four-winger . Coupled with the Sanctum system, the security at this place will be impenetrable . ” Lin Sheng was confident, especially in the Night Lord, over whom he still could not have complete control . But he could issue an instruction to the Night Lord to attack . Dubbed as the most powerful councillor, the Night Lord’s strength had grown tremendously after losing his personality . At full strength, he would be unassailable . That again reminded Lin Sheng about the horrible dream where he was killed a dozen times in a row .
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“The Holy Sanctum will become the first oblation for the return of me, Quasar, to the world!” A tall figure, who blended himself among the crowd on the foothill, gazed at the entrance to the Sanctum Hill, which had become a popular spot lately .
In war zones, even an average Four-winger was an Oppressor-level being . Let alone he was an apex Four-winger, who would transcend into the Five Wing realm soon . Five-wingers were beings that the average humans could never have imagined with their minds . In front of the mortals, Quasar looked like a god sitting in high heaven . He could kill a thousand with ease if he wanted to, as effortless as trampling a group of ants .
“The world will tremble upon hearing my name, Quasar, the Sea Lord!” Quasar strode toward the entrance of the hill, holding his head high all the while . But no one seemed to notice him as if he was only a regular tourist . This was his unique ability—a supernatural skill outside the realm of dark energy, dubbed Ghost Vector . Back then, he had used this last card to escape from the deadly claw of Bloodeye . With this ability, even enemies of several levels higher than him could not locate his whereabouts .
Quasar made his way up the hill, climbing a dozen steps with each leap . Influenced by the faint energy field around the hill, the natural sunshine and fresh mountain air were relaxing and refreshing to the body and mind . Quasar became emotional when he discovered the extraordinary quality of the hill . He knew how to appreciate the good stuff .
“It’s been twenty years . Dark energy has come a long way . ” Since Bloodeye pierced and wounded him, and he sank to the bottom of the sea twenty years ago, he was almost out of touch with the world . He had to depend on his ship’s crew for information all this while . Now, he had gotten out of the sea and was back on the surface again . Quasar kept a steady pace and before long, he could now see the Sanctum of Shadow, which had just finished construction on the hill .
“Here it is . The person with the Paragon of Treasure is here!” Quasar focused his eyes, looking up the hill where the crowd was scarce . Adolf carried a book that was as thick as a dictionary and came out of the sanctum .
“It’s him!” Quasar had an inborn stealthy ability and perceptive skill . He used to see a Paragon of Treasure from afar many years ago, so he could instantly make out that same scent on Adolf . “This is the smell of the Paragon of Treasure . Fate has it that I am the first person to get it . ” He closed his eyes, feeling as if the air had become even more refreshing, the sun warmer, the pasture greener, and the sky bluer . Asides from the pain on his back, everything was perfect . Oh, wait! Pain on the back? Quasar reached to touch his back . He felt a hole, large enough to accommodate his fist . When he came to his senses, he retracted his hand, which was stained with fresh blood .
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Just then on his right, a golden-haired man, wearing a mask and a full set of black body armor, walked past him . The man did not even look at him as if he was not there .
“I knew it! It’s just an accident! He hasn’t seen me!” Quasar forced himself to calm down and not to be panic . “This man did nothing to me . Yeah, how could anyone hurt me in this place? But then, where did the wound on my back come from?” He fell into deep thought .
“Could it be the old wound?” Quasar thought so and became confident again . “Bloodeye, I will come back for you to claim your low life!” He gritted his teeth and continued to strut toward Adolf .
“I will recover from my injury when I get the Paragon of Treasure! By then, I will make a big jump in strength . Becoming the real Sea Lord will no longer be a dream!” He was filled with excitement and guffawing in his mind . Just then, a streak of blood splattered from his chest onto the pasture floor .
“It’s the old wound again? Bloodeye, wait till I come back!” Quasar gritted his teeth, looking up at the golden-haired, masked man, whom he had passed a while ago and was now standing up ahead . If he wanted to capture the person with the Paragon of Treasure, he had to make it past the man .
“Almost there!” Quasar pressed on despite his injury . The wound was insignificant since he had an impressive regeneration ability . He could grow another pair of hands and legs in seconds if he were to lose his limbs . So he kept going, reaching his hand in the direction of Adolf .
“That Paragon of Treasure is mine!” It did not mind that his stomach was painful . As soon as he got his hands on the Paragon of Treasure, extracted it to infuse in his body, it worth the injuries . Quasar trudged ahead with his battered body, one step at a time, toward Adolf . His body tissue dropped and blood oozed out of his wound with every step he took . Even Lin Sheng was appalled by what he saw . Such determination… No word could possibly describe this level of persistence .
After wounded by the passive ability of the Night Lord, this bearded man was losing blood fast and just one step away from death . But he still pushed on, even though it was ever so slowly . He had a hole the size of a fist on his back . His body almost broke off in half at his waist . The Shadow-dragon Whisker had nearly cut off all the flesh from his limbs . And the wound on his neck was so deep that even his windpipe was visible . But he still did not give up .
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Lin Sheng, who was in control of the Night Lord, could see the unfaltering determination in the man’s eyes . Even if he had lost all his flesh, 90% of his blood had drained from his veins, and his intestines were half-hanging outside his body, he would not change his course .
To be honest, Lin Sheng did not even discover Quasar at first . As strong as the Night Lord was, his perceptive ability was helpless . Lin Sheng had been restraining all the Night Lord’s passive abilities for fear that it might over exhaust his soul .
Even when Quasar revealed himself, Lin Sheng still ignored him . Ever since Sanctum Hill became famous, there had been many Darksiders came to scout out the place . So Lin Sheng thought that one more stealthy Darksider was no big deal . It was not until Lin Sheng saw the spartan fortitude of the man that he became awed by his strong-willed soul .
By now, Khadula had gotten the wind of the situation and come . He looked at Quasar from afar with awe and respect written all over her face . But Adolf was even more emotional, his eyes turning red . He had no idea what was propping up the man’s body, but such a will was his role model .
“I-I…” Quasar struggled to take another step . He was only four steps away from the masked, golden-haired man . But he could no longer make these four steps because his legs had separated from his body . He could no longer say a word because the Shadow-dragon Whisker had severed his windpipe and throat . His lips were attempting to squeeze a sound but none came out of it . He did not give up but crawl ahead with his hand on the ground .
Lin Sheng stood by, silent for a long moment . Looking at Quasar, who had left a blood trail behind, he kept a distance by controlling the Night Lord to walk away .
Quasar struggled to make out another short distance . He then stopped five meters away from Adolf . His body lay lifelessly like a sleeping baby on the pasture in front of the Holy Sanctum .
Lin Sheng became silent, and everyone around him went silent too . Even the Khadula, who used to be cracking jokes at day, was in no mood for one .
“Bury him . ” Lin Sheng instructed with a sigh .
“Aye . ” Two sacred power students stepped forward, carefully lifted Quasar’s body and placed it on a stretcher before they carried it away .
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