Chapter 430 - Source Rings Contents (1/2)
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Yan Zaizen regulated his breathing. Each breath was subtle but faintly released bellowing humming of spectrals and hellish shrieks. He felt the embodiment of Hell within his chest, its domineering and vicious infernal energies.
”I didn't think soul energy and infernal energy had such similarities.” Yan Zaizen remarked. At his right, levitating directly above his shoulder was a figurine of a complete set of armor. It was crimson-gold in color, emanating a faint soul pressure.
Due to the red glow, a clear look of its design wasn't possible, but the two folded wings and curved horns made it seem devilishly fearsome. This was Yan Zaizen's Hell Altar, his Hell Image, the Paragon Hades Armor.
In far-off legends in the Fallen Stars Continent, Hades was a perfect devil that dominated Hell through sheer strength. His intelligence, cunning, and ferocity scared children. However, the story of his adventure and achievements were undetermined. Some believed he had dominated Hell and ruled over it single-handedly, others believed he had been a low-level spiritual demon that rose from nothing, then claimed the ruler of Hell's life at a whim.
Regardless, he was a peerless figure. Yan Zaizen felt that his name, no, his legend would do his image justice.
Thunk!
The skyship landed. Yan Zaizen lifted his head and saw the gate of the Anima Syndicate. It was no longer attached to a mountain, and a small portion of it was removed. His eyes flashed with complex, nostalgic emotions. In a flash, he left the ship's deck and arrived before this gate. With a soft caress, he felt the passage of time.
It was now dilapidated, with cuts and dents everywhere. There was no longer an Anima Syndicate for it to guard. The Anima Syndicate had not survived through these thousands of years. His heart felt heavy as he recalled Wu Yuanxu. The Anima Syndicate was the first and only organization that he had joined in his lifetime.
Lin Feilin, carrying the snow-white puppy, arrived behind Yan Zaizen. Her eyes didn't hold the same emotions of Yan Zaizen, being mostly indifferent.
”Do you know what happened?” Yan Zaizen, despite his soul exhausted state and the passage of so many years, could still feel that the remaining rubble of the Anima Syndicate's headquarters had fallen due to a battle.
Lin Feilin lightly furrowed her beautiful brows, ”This is the Anima Syndicate's HQ?”
Yan Zaizen softly nodded.
”From what I know, it happened while I was captured and around the time of the Yan Clan's annihilation. I don't know the full details, but they were branded as helping the devils that nearly extinguished the population of Presba. As a result…” she didn't need to explain, Yan Zaizen understood.
He sighed. Yan Zaizen understood that not everything would remain the same with the time that had passed, but this incident with his clan has eradicated an important part of his childhood. It was because of Wu Yuanxu that he was who he was. While his influence may have been seen as minor, his existence led to many events.
If Wu Yuanxu didn't exist, he wouldn't have been sent into chaotic space, gone to Grux, became a slave...he wouldn't have met Tao or Bai Lufeng. He wouldn't have had brothers to travel the heavens with.
Releasing another sigh, he left his emotions aside. When he became capable of truly ascending beyond the heavens, wouldn't it take a single flick of his finger to bring back all those who've passed? He had always intended to bring his parents back, what's one more?
Then, he could truly indulge and travel the world with a free heart and, hopefully, a flawless beauty by his side.
A faint smile surfaced on his face with these thoughts. Wasn't this why he was trying so hard? To live. To be his own? Ever since he learned he was an artificial soul created by someone, not natural-born, he had always felt an invisible hand grasping his fate, but all he ever wanted was to enjoy his life without being thrown into all sorts of matters.