Chapter 942: Sacrifice (2/2)
The old man sighed. “It’s no use. No amount of struggling will produce results in the face of fate. Have you not seen it?”
The young man felt sudden waves of pain from his leg. Looking down, he noticed that the old man had let go of him at one point. The dark red ground seemed to have come alive and wrapped itself around his ankle in the form of sanguineous vines. Moreover, they pierced deeply into his flesh. Shocked out of his wits, he wanted to break free, but it was all too late. His life force and energy flowed out from the wound like the tides. He became increasingly weak and eventually collapsed while covered in blood.
The blood formed a cocoon around him and wiggled for a moment before finally calming down and hardening into a cold surface.
A black-robed man emerged from a side door at the end of the tunnel. The person arrived before the elder and said, “Go back, you won’t last very long no matter how strong you are.”
“Why? Is our sacrifice not enough?”
“Indeed, the quantity is not sufficient.”
The old man remained silent for a long while. “We shoulder such heavy burdens of fate, how can there be enough of us? Our growth has to be hidden cautiously, afraid of being nipped in the bud. We don’t have any resources, either, not even for survival. The growth of the people here was founded upon the bones of their brothers and sisters.
The black-robed man said indifferently, “The master is not interested in your story. Even you won’t be able to leave if the master finds out.”
The old man remained unmoving on the floor. “Perhaps we don’t have enough power, but we have the same enemy.”
The black-robed man sneered. “That’s true, but you people aren’t qualified to fight shoulder to shoulder with the master.”
The old man said, “We don’t hope to fight alongside His Majesty. We have only brought news and advice, hoping His Majesty will recognize our sacrifice and accept our advice.”
The black-robed man was moved. “Say it, everything here will not escape the master’s perception. If your advice is useful, he’ll consider it.”
The old man said, “We’ve received news that the Evernight races have formed a coalition of airship fleets and are currently making for the neutral lands. Their target is the passage to the Great Maelstrom.”
The black-robed man remained calm. “And your advice?”
“His Majesty should team up with Zhang Buzhou and stop the Evernight fleet from entering the passage.”
The black-robed man’s voice turned chilly. “Did you ask our Master to join hands with Zhang Buzhou?”
“Yes. That’s the only way to stop them. A small sacrifice for the greater picture.”
The black-robed man hadn’t even finished speaking when a clear voice erupted in the hall. “Asking me to team up with Zhang Buzhou, what an outrageous notion. What’s the reason?”
The elder was overwhelmed with joy. “Is that you, Your Majesty?”
“Reason?” The voice became clearly impatient.
The elder replied, “We’ve more or less figured out the frightening future if they are allowed to occupy the passage. The sky will be filled with boundless flames, countless beings will perish.”
The voice only snorted.
The elder cried out, “Your Majesty, the Great Prophet had to pay with his life for this prophecy. And our lives are sacrificed just to prove it.”
“Since you crawlers like to sacrifice yourselves so much, I’ll help you out.”
With that, a wave of blood swelled up from the ground and drowned out the old man.
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