Chapter 98 - Chapter 98: Chapter 94 Going up the Mountain (Request for Monthly Tickets!) (1/2)

Chapter 98: Chapter 94 Going up the Mountain (Request for Monthly Tickets!)

Coming into contact with a completely different world?

Byrne was slightly stunned, having no idea what specifically Viscount Bast meant by a “completely different world.” Could it be that he was about to take him to the Spirit Realm?

Viscount Bast waved his hand casually, and the surrounding servants immediately retreated in unison. The servants of the Lion clan were mostly loyal and well-trained, having served them for generations.

Viscount Bast slowly rose from the sofa and approached a full-length mirror in the room, starting to mutter incantations.

Before long, the full-length mirror began to emit a variety of strange lights, as if it had a peculiar hallucinogenic effect. Byrne’s mind was instantly filled with an irresistible obsession, and it took him a long time to break free from it.

He realized that he was now standing in front of the mirror, and what was reflected in the mirror was not his own figure but a vast expanse of stark white, like a field of snow.

The mirror?

Suddenly, Byrne felt a chilling sensation!

Because he remembered that when Mr. Gold had died, there were many shattered mirrors on the ground, and the subsequent deaths of the two Lion clan’s supporters had the same scene!

If Viscount Bast had wanted to kill him just now, he would have already been lured in front of the mirror and died in confusion!

Byrne considered himself very composed, his expression revealing none of his inner thoughts.

But he still heard Viscount Bast, expressionless beside him, nod in acknowledgment and speak with a very indifferent tone,

“You guessed correctly, Mr. Gold was indeed killed by my own hands.”

Byrne was silent, not knowing how to respond, and could only listen as Viscount Bast continued.

The middle-aged man’s voice sounded very cold as he said,

“He was the one who first betrayed me, as well as my family, and the other two were also betrayers of the Lion clan. To outsiders, it seems like the people of the Lion clan are succumbing one after another, but only the Eagle clan is very clear about what actually happened.”

“I understand now, traitors naturally deserve death, Lord Viscount Bast, you did nothing wrong.”

Byrne nodded his head, sincerely uttering these words.

In fact, if it had been him, he would certainly not have been able to forgive a traitor, let alone someone who betrayed the family.

However, he also felt a bit of discomfort deep inside.

Though he didn’t know what Mr. Gold thought of him, Byrne had regarded him as a half-friend and had not expected Mr. Gold’s end to be that of a traitor being disposed of.

“Let’s go, come up the mountain with me.”

Viscount Bast did not want to talk more about the matter and suddenly took out a pure white mask from the ring he was wearing and handed it to Byrne.

“Up the mountain?”

Confused, Byrne took it into his hand, and the part that touched his skin felt an immediate sensation, making him realize its material was very similar to the masks created by the Alchemy Council’s alchemy, also possessing a “concealment” effect.

However, it was very different from the Alchemy Council’s dark gold mask. This was a pure white mask with even stronger fluctuations of magic power.

Without a doubt, this mask was a more powerful alchemical product. Byrne was even astonished by its perfection, feeling that from every angle it looked flawless.

Even if it were to be sold purely as a work of art, it would certainly be of great value. Its designer must have been a perfectionist.

Viscount Bast said no more, put on a pure white mask himself, and leaned into the mirror.

His figure disappeared in an instant.

Upon seeing this, Byrne recalled the wall that could only be passed through by wearing a mask, took a deep breath, and then, wearing the pure white mask, he walked towards the mirror in front of him.

He believed that if Viscount Bast had wanted to harm him, he would have no need for any tricks, so there was no need for him to worry too much.

In an instant, everything around him changed, and Byrne seemed to come to an entirely new and different world.

The next moment, he was so shocked that he couldn’t speak!

Countless towering peaks soared into the clouds, covered with crystal clear snow, seemingly connected to the sky and separated from the ground.

Standing at the foot of the snow mountain, Byrne felt a solemn and reverent awe. The snow-covered mountains extended towards the heavens like crystal-clear jade, appearing like infinite steps to climb to the sky.

Atop the white snow mountain, there was a majestic palace, all of white, and the light from the sky reflected off the top of the palace as if it were a sacred and pure flame of the soul.

“Up the mountain,” said Lord Viscount Bast.

Byrne followed behind the viscount, utterly astonished, as they slowly climbed the white, sacred snow mountain. He had expected a long journey, only to be surprised that the seemingly endless and arduous mountain took them just a few minutes to ascend to the peak.

What in the world was going on?

He really couldn’t comprehend the underlying principle but could only sense a tremendous authority enveloping the area, leaving him completely unable to utter even a single word.

“You’ve come at quite the fortunate time; perhaps this is what they call destiny.”

There was a hint of emotion in Lord Viscount Bast’s voice as he continued to climb the snow-covered steps to heaven.

The two gradually drew closer to the snow-white Sacred Palace.

Lord Viscount Bast, who had always been frivolous and nonchalant, became extremely serious and solemn as they approached the palace.

“This is the real Alchemy Council.”

The real Alchemy Council—Byrne silently memorized everything about this place.

Viscount Bast continued, “Do not speak carelessly once inside, and definitely do not reveal your true identity, because the members of the Alchemy Council come not only from all over Cyart but even from other countries of the Eastern Four Kingdoms.”

“Here, we do not fight among ourselves, but if there is any combat or conflict outside, the president will absolutely not intervene.”