Chapter 57 (2/2)

Normally, Absorption Rhythm could only be used to make objects within a certain distance stick close to the practitioner’s body without falling off, but as Negary’s current body was harmonized with his environment by over 100 times, the suction power had also been increased to be over 100 times stronger. Chris couldn’t resist it at all.

“Negary, the practitioners of [Respiratory Art] all follow a certain ancient covenant, a rhythm cannot extinguish another rhythm! Now that you’re also a [Respiratory Art] practitioner, you also mustn’t go against this covenant” Chris declared this as he was caught in Negary’s hand.

〖 Do you honestly believe that I would follow such a laughable restriction? 〗Negary mocked.

“Then I have no other choice!” Chris muttered in a low voice: “Although I already knew that this day would come sooner or later, I still can’t help but feel emotional doing this”

〖 Now, become a part of me, Chris, or should I say, Sakri! 〗Negary pointed out Chris’ secret.

During the snow mountain escort all those years ago, the real Chris did not actually survive. Even though he had [Respiratory Art], he was still only human. On that snow mountain, the two of them faced the pursuing troops and defeated them, but Chris was also heavily wounded. Being stranded on the snow mountain without proper medical aid, he could only succumb to his death.

Sakri could still remember clearly the last words that Chris left him as he clutched his hands.

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“This world needs hope, Sakri, I have something to ask of you” Chris was already incredibly weak, but he spoke with resolve in his eyes: “This continent will soon be plunged into darkness, and everyone needs the fire called ‘hope’ within that darkness”

“Sakri, replace me and become a legend, you will become the fire of hope for both yourself and others”

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Afterwards, Sakri brought Chris’ memento tokens with him out of the snow mountain, he compiled the old stories Chris told him in the snow mountain into the now-famous novel, then ruined his own face to replace and become Chris.

Year after year, especially during the last few years, Sakri had fully embraced and became Chris the undefeated legend, encouraging countless people to choose the path of an adventurer. Like how he originally inspired the Crowmen Nozades, he had indeed become a symbol of hope for many.

“The name of Chris will become an eternal faith, and I have no regrets!” recalling the last card he had up his sleeves, Chris’ scar-filled face displayed a terrible, yet also beautiful grin: “[School of Firewood], Ultimate Secret Art: Firewood Links The Fire!”

Chris’ rhythm surged forward and forcefully invaded Negary’s body, attempting to change his rhythm. The wills and thoughts of all [School of Firewood] practitioners in history were also infused into Negary. Besides the [Respiratory Art] skills and techniques, there were also their beliefs of justice, hope and glory that tried to alter Negary’s personality.

The [School of Firewood] only had this single Secret Art, the main use of which was to allow an inheritor to quickly learn all the skills and techniques of [Respiratory Art] and increase their rhythm to its limit in an instant. Back on the snow mountain, it was because he had accepted this Secret Art that the bard Sakri could become and replace Chris so quickly.

〖 You think these boring notions and thoughts can change my thoughts, human! 〗Negary endured the mental interference of these thoughts and angrily declared.

“Light Secret Art: Streaming Blade of Light!” a cutlass pierced into Negary’s body and accurately hit the black blob of flesh within his chest, then unleashed intense light and heat.