Chapter 208 - Faceless (1/2)

Nameless King Arlemit 56010K 2022-07-20

The elves fought each other, Finch and Dia were far from the sun, and Erza was inactive. She could not jump into the sun as she feared losing Wain. The situation was strange, but Wain made all the pursuers give up with a few actions.

Step. Step. Step.

Wain strolled forward, down the dim corridor. He looked at the paintings hanging on the walls, but they were all the same.

Wain smiled, he knew what item he needed to get his hands on, and the picture of a faceless aristocrat fit the conditions perfectly.

”Looks like this arduous journey is finally over. Honestly, I've already missed my world and Frozen Land. The Purgatory Zone, the trials, the other races, and the crazy girls, it's all pretty exhausting.” Mumbled Wain as he walked into the room with the altar.

Suddenly it was hard for him to breathe, but it felt good. As he looked around, Wain realized that the concentration of energy in this place was incredible. He looked up and saw a small, bright, white sphere in the iron lamp.

”Maybe I can be called a Pearl Hunter now?” Mumbled Wain and pulled the pearl out of the lamp.

He had completely forgotten that this was a Purgatory zone during the ordeal.

”Every Purgatory zone has at least one Soul Pearl.” Mumbled Wain looking at the pearl, ”Hmmm... It looks like it's a little bigger than the last one. This will be the second time I've used a Soul Pearl.”

However, Wain did not use a Soul Pearl. He shook his head and muttered, ”Unfortunately, I'll have to wait a while. In my condition, it would be suicide.”

Wain had previously absorbed energy from a Soul Pearl, but he needed to use Beyond to do so. Otherwise, he would be torn apart, as he would not handle such pure and dense energy.

After absorbing a Soul Pearl, Wain would become stronger and regain his strength, but he would not heal his wounds. If he reuses a Beyond now, he risks death through greed and haste.

Whoooosh.

The Ring of Damned glowed brightly, and the orb disappeared.

Wain looked at the white mask on the altar and reached for it. He slowly took it in his hands and examined it carefully from all sides.

Wain had been waiting for this moment for a long time and could not make a mistake at the very end.

”There are no traps here, and this mask looks most ordinary and quite simple. However, for a Title - Faceless, it fits just fine.” Mumbled Wain and put the mask on.

[You received the Faceless Aristocrat Mask]

A huge amount of energy burst out of Wain's body. He felt an incredible power that filled his body with every second.

It also felt a bit strange, as if he didn't exist, something like this he had only felt once before when he first received a Void Soul. It was a mixture of emptiness, power, strength, greatness, and freedom.

[Revealed Fourth Form - Black Sun Aristocrat]

[Black Sun Aristocrat

Everyone has a face, as well as a reputation. The higher a person's position, the more important these factors were.

Among aristocrats, reputation was as important as power and strength. In reputation and power, some aristocrats were comparable to kings and, after a revolution, led the kingdom themselves.

They could be compared to the bright sun, followed by other stars, but smaller and not as glow.

However, one aristocrat took a different path. Even though he had no Titles and no one had ever seen his face, he was able to make the others praise him like a god.

He was their opposite, and many compared him to the Black Sun, not only for his reputation and hidden diplomatic plans and intrigues but also for his particular strength.

In a kingdom where the power of the sun and the magic of light were revered, he was the only one to use the power of darkness and forbidden magic openly.

But he was not despised for this. On the contrary, it made others all the more respectful and awe.

He was a symbol of unwavering strength, confidence in himself and his principles, the strength of spirit, and elegance to them.

Some were fortunate enough to see this mysterious aristocrat without his mask, but they could not see his face because his back was to them.

Also, no one had ever seen him fight without his mask. Perhaps it is a prerequisite for strength?]

'Great, too bad I can't try out my new powers now.' Wain thought and took the mask off his face.

The mask was a special item like the Ring of Damned, and it had its purpose.

[Faceless Aristocrat Mask (First Chronicle, Legendary Rating)

This is the mask of the Faceless Aristocrat, which they say he never took off. Of course, that was only true when he was in public. This mask was one of his symbols and a pillar of his reputation.

With this mask, you could hide your face and all information about yourself. No one knew if there was an ability or a way to peek behind this secret veil and find out who was hiding under the mask.

However, no one dared to say it was impossible]

”AHAHAHAHAHA, it looks like I've put together a complete set. Now I have no name or face. It looks like some madness.” Wain laughed and moved the mask into the ring.

Wain took a Soul Pearl and a Faceless Aristocrat Mask. He had no reason to stay here any longer. He closed his eyes, and his Seal of Darkness glowed brightly.

He sensed where the spatial rift was and headed there. That place was above the sun, that's where Wain reached after leaving the room with the altar.

Wain saw the starry sky again and the asteroids floating around. He looked around and saw Ayla, Agis, and Keya in the distance. They were wounded but alive.

The girls were lucky that the Purgatory zone had limited the power of Agis, otherwise he would have chopped them into small pieces.

Erza stood on the asteroid closest to the dark sun. Hundreds of shards floated around her. When Wain left, she went into a rage and smashed everything around her until she calmed down.

Finch and Dia were, in some ways, the luckiest of all. They gained nothing, but they also lost nothing except their mate during the first ordeal. This adventure would be a great experience that would help them move forward.

Wain wasn't going to fight any of them. It didn't make sense, he didn't have the strength or the desire to do it. He was going to rest and move on. He had a lot of work to do.

Whooooooooosh.

Wain stepped forward, and the space in front of him turned to ink. Erza stared at him intently but did not move.

She realized that this was a battle she had lost, and his last words made her wonder how normal the Inerians' relationship was.

”Eh, insanity is really appealing, but Erza's is more like desperation and last hope.” Mumbled Wain and the ink engulfed him.

He returned to his world, to the dirty, dark alleyway where the wooden door was.

”I've only been in the Purgatory zone for a few hours, but I'm so tired, it's like this ordeal lasted forever. I urgently need to rest.” Wain muttered, and his Seal of Darkness glowed again.