Chapter 404 - Chapter 404: Chapter 384 No Regrets (2/2)

He was about to release that forbidden rare artifact when Aldrich, who had never shown negative emotions and always remained composed, intervened with persuasive words.

“Allow me, Lord Zayne, don’t waste your lifespan.”

The calm and forceful words of the “Dragon Taming Lord” Aldrich made Zayne hesitate for a moment.

“Please exert all your might, we have no room to hold back.”

“Rest assured.”

Soon, Aldrich was unleashing powerful force.

A golden liquid began to flow from Aldrich’s body, shimmering with a dazzling and mysterious glow, yet it carried an indescribable allure and danger. Initially, it scattered gently in the air like a fine drizzle, but as time passed, it quickly began to gather, forming into numerous thin streams of gold.

Gradually, these golden streams converged into a river, so vast in scale it seemed like the grandest waterway in nature had been recreated, yet its essence was completely different from any worldly flow.

Their movement was silent yet carried an irresistible force; wherever they passed, even the air was permeated with a faint, heart-palpitating metallic scent.

Quickly, the golden liquid surged towards the Wordless Elder’s body, enveloping him completely.

The golden liquid began to spread at an alarming rate. It behaved as if sentient, circling the Wordless Elder’s body, rising to form an airtight golden cage.

The Wordless Elder tried to struggle, but each effort seemed in vain. The golden liquid seemed to possess infinite elasticity and stickiness, binding him tightly within.

He was not afraid of death.

It was just that deep within, he was filled with regret.

Why?

Could he not find true peace?

Or perhaps, seeking something from a great existence to satisfy one’s desires was inherently an excessive greed and arrogance.

“Huh?”

Karl, inhabiting Chris’s body, felt something odd.

Aldrich was still at the level of a low-level Monarch, but he had acquired new power.

Ten years ago, that power was not within Aldrich. It’s likely that in the recent decade, the Romann family had some fortuitous encounter in the Spirit Realm.

Huh?

Karl could clearly sense that within the golden liquid seemed to contain a soul… and that soul was comparable to those of Monarch Transcendents, albeit even more powerful. But it was unknown why it resided within Aldrich’s body.

Interesting.

“Is it the soul of a leftover from some Legend of the Apocalypse, becoming Aldrich’s ‘grandfather’? I didn’t expect the Romann family to have such an encounter.”

As the golden liquid continued to engulf, the Wordless Elder’s figure gradually blurred. His clothes, skin, and even his bones became transparent as they were eroded by the golden liquid, ultimately merging completely into that golden ocean.

The entire process made no sound, only the shimmering light of the golden liquid and the increasingly strong metallic scent in the air bore witness to this incredible scene of engulfment.

When all became quiet, leaving only emptiness and silence, as well as the golden liquid still flowing slowly, shimmering with an eerie light, it gradually returned into Aldrich’s body.

The extremely eerie scene startled Zayne, who froze for a long while and subconsciously said:

“What was that just now?”

After Aldrich had reabsorbed all the golden liquid, he smiled and said, “It’s just a forbidden rare artifact, nothing to worry about. Please don’t dwell on it.”

“I understand, everyone has secrets.”

Zayne nodded lightly, understanding that his ties with both the Romann and Fischer families were beneficial, given their strength.

Aldrich took a deep breath and shook his head, saying:

“Let’s go check on Byrne. Our old friend is not doing well.”

Zayne paused for a moment and then immediately joined Aldrich to find Chris, and together they went to Byrne and Ariel’s side.

Ariel, having used a powerful forbidden rare artifact, was blind, and no common method could cure her, but she felt no regret.

“I’m fine, but Byrne… he may not make it much longer…”

Byrne lay beside her, not only in deep coma but looking extremely aged as if he could pass away at any moment.

Aldrich sighed at the sight of the two, noting that though they had miraculously triumphed, the battle had come with its costs.

“Nasir City…” Chris suddenly spoke with his strength depleted.

Aldrich shook his head and said meaningfully:

“No need to worry, Lord Chris, a measure I left behind has informed me that the enemies there have all been eliminated and expelled, Nasir City is safe, we’ve won…”

Upon hearing this, Chris nodded in relief.

Just then, Byrne, who had been in coma, was finally awakened by Aldrich’s healing powers.

He opened his eyes with immense fatigue and then saw the four dear friends surrounding him, immediately realizing one thing.

The battle had been won.

“We’ve finally won…”

He took a deep breath and weakly asked:

“Chris?”

Byrne struggled to lift his head toward Chris, and in the next moment, the latter gently nodded.

So that was it.

He instantly understood.

The great Lord of the Lost had awakened.

Suddenly, all the heavy burdens deep within Byrne’s heart were completely lifted, leaving him feeling utterly without regret.