Chapter 244: Eternal Melody(I) (2/2)

Long Haochen was somewhat angry: if Haoyue told him about this place in advance, he wouldn’t have entered there no matter what. Despite the enormous progress and increase in strength this Manor of Eternal Rest brought him, he was truly unwilling to accept this. After having put this Eternal Melody on, he was completely unable to take it off.

“Wuu wuu…” Haoyue gave off an innocent look, blinking his eyes and transmitting an answer to Long Haochen.

Sensing the information coming from him, Long Haochen’s complexion changed, from the previous state of anger to a surprised state.

“Prediction Technique? You innate ability?” Giving Haoyue a stupefied look, Long Haochen looked completely dumbstruck.

Haoyue told him that he had an ability called Prediction Technique, which enabled him to predict some future events to some extent. When he entered this cave, a prophecy would have come to him, but he only have an indistinct feeling, just sensing that this place was only symbol of a perfect opportunity for Long Haochen, devoid of any danger, which is why he told him to enter.

Revealing a bitter smile, Long Haochen advanced to the front of Haoyue. Hugging Little Light’s huge head, he declared, “Sorry, it’s my bad. I shouldn’t have doubted you. It’s only that everything that just happened to me was way too shocking. I’ve been made the successor of this necromancer in such an unexplainable way, this is just too…”

Little Light, Little Flame and Little Green snuggled up to him, gently stroking his body.

“Haoyue, tell me what I should do? How about we leave this place and treat it as though nothing happened? Anyway, after we leave, this Tower of Eternity will enter in a parallel dimension.”

Haoyue slowly shook his heads in response.

Long Haochen asked with some hesitation, “Are you saying that this is an opportunity, that I shouldn’t necessarily become a necromancer but can still gain some good experience in that place?”

Haoyue nodded in repetition.

Long Haochen wrinkled his brows, sinking in contemplation. It could be said that he was in a state of extreme struggle: the shock this Tower of Eternity brought him was huge, and it was in particular the case for these necromancy spells that were now sealed in his head. No matter how unwilling he was, he couldn’t get rid of these memories. The Eternal Melody on his neck also had in the end some important benefits.

Long Haochen had never been an avaricious character. On the opposite, he would always pay back the kind deeds of others tenfold. Even if he was even more unwilling, he couldn’t deny that he had indeed gotten important benefits from this Slumbering Calamity called Elux. The fact that he was completely unable to discard these benefits was the hardest for him to bear.

A short moment later, Long Haochen slowly raised his head, and said with a sigh, “You may be right. But I can’t bring myself to decide, whether I should choose to get some more benefit from this place or ask for my comrades’ opinions on this. Anyhow, we should now try out this place’s trial. It will at least guarantee everyone’s safety, were they to follow me here.”

A hazy golden light shone in Long Haochen’s heart, before falling on Haoyue’s body, immediately making this best partner of his shine in a golden gloss, as Haoyue’s scales appeared to turn golden.

This was the utility of the Eternal Melody. According to the memories that were transmitted to Long Haochen, only spreading this pendant’s aura to someone could define him as one that is not an enemy of the Tower of Eternal Rest.

Making a turn, Long Haochen recovered the Holy Spirit Shield in his hand, summoning Blue Rain, Hibiscus of Light from his body.

The next appearance of Blue Rain, Hibiscus of Light caused Long Haochen to be astonished in the next instant, because he discovered with a shock that an unexpected change had happened on this most powerful offensive weapon he had.

Its main body was just as before, but the radiance spread from its upper part had changed. Gripping Blue Rain, Hibiscus of Light immediately made Long Haochen feel wet, filled with a cozy feeling. On the blade of the sword, a drizzling gloss, or more accurately speaking, a golden fog, seemed to appear. It was faintly discernible, but carried a mixture of a holy and watery aura.

This golden fog filled the surrounding air in a scope of a third of a meter, and when Long Haochen poured his spiritual energy into it, this golden fog would instantly condense, taking the shape of a third of a meter long golden radiance standing in front of the sword.