Chapter 632 - Only One Hope (I)
Chapter 632: Only One Hope (I)
Translator: GravityTales
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Fengxiu suddenly showed a smile, instantly recovering his calm, and declared coldly, “The Holy War is over. Agares, go recall all our troops. After all some human blood was flowing in him. Now that he has already died at my hands for the sake of my race, I want none of our troops to launch any active attacks on humans for ten days as a tribute for him.”
His eyes suddenly turned soft, “Child, the instant of your death, you weren’t aware of the relationship between you and me. I can only do this much for you. As a human saying stands, even wild beasts look after their young, which is to say that even the worst being in the world won’t go kill his own children, his own kin. But I killed you, sacrificing you for the sake of my race’s longevity. You, my descendant, my very own descendant. HAHA… HAHAHAHA!”
The Demon God Emperor’s hysterical laugh once again shook the Star Demon Pagoda, blowing at once all the seals on it. Barely tough enough, this long-lived building managed to remain without crumbling.
_Bam, Bam, Bam._ All members from Bright Glimmer of Hope couldn’t help but fall one after another to the ground.
The Demon God Emperor had really let them go, but at this time, they only had an endless pain and sadness filling them.
Cai’er held Long Haochen’s corpse, placing his back on the ground and preventing him from sustaining any shock. Her slim waist suddenly straightened vigorously.
Pressing on the Energetic Ball of Light to get up, Sima Xian’s eyes were very hard. Swinging his weapon backward, he declared, “I am going to stake my life against them.”
“Stop it!” In a thunderous way, Cai’er’s extremely cold shout stopped Sima Xian stiff.
Every member from Bright Glimmer of Hope had their attention pulled, and looked at her all at once. Cai’er look was filled with an extreme determination and grim aura spreading all around, and was swept coldly at the group, “Follow me, all of you.” An unquestionable might was contained in her voice. At that very moment, everyone in the team felt just as if that overwhelming Saint Daughter of Samsara of the time of the Demon Hunt Selection was back. Their will could only be affected by Cai’er’s call.
Two traces of tears of blood still remained on Cai’er’s face. Seeing her, none of them would possibly oppose her no matter how sad and in pain they were. Right, even if they were in even more pain than that, how could that compare to Cai’er?
“Follow me, all of you.” While making this cold order, Cai’er rose in the sky, tightly gripping Long Haochen, without even avoiding the demon powerhouses that were surrounding this place for a long time. A pair of grey wings spread out on her back, pushing her body to fly afar.
Around the Star Demon Palace, a large quantity of powerhouses from the Devil Dragon Clan, Moon Clan, Star Clan floated in midair, but no one dared move against them. Everyone having heard very clearly the Demon God Emperor’s words, who would dare oppose them?
The deep-purple-armored Ah’Bao was standing calmly on the walls. Seeing Long Haochen held in Cai’er’s arms, his look was actually totally vacant, only feeling as if he had lost something deep in his heart.
He was the most aware of how much effort he had expended on these two years, making incessant qualitative leaps in his strength through a very frantic cultivation. But at the moment, he was finding out that his rival wasn’t anymore. The Long Haochen held in Cai’er’s arms was visibly lifeless, and the hole in his chest was clearly apparent.
_He died, actually killed by father’s hands?_
Ah’Bao didn’t have the slightest feeling of relaxation, but became instead all the more unwilling. He wanted to defeat him personally, but Long Haochen had died just like that by his own fathers’ hands. He wasn’t qualified to call that act into question, but knew that this was the greatest regret of his lifetime. Now that Long Haochen was dead, he would never have the opportunity to prove his superiority in strength to Yue Ye anymore.
Everyone from Bright Glimmer of Hope released their spiritual wings and followed Cai’er as they sank into the distance. Her previous teardrops kept falling on his face, and violent undulations were caused in the light emanating from their spiritual wings.
Gliding through the air, Cai’er’s look was only concentrated on Long Haochen’s pale yet bloodless face. He was still as handsome, but just didn’t have the slightest trace of life anymore.
Her memories had returned, but now he was gone, without even being left the slightest chance to talk with her newborn self.
Cai’er had stopped crying, because she had a final hope deep in her heart, a hope that had appeared the instant she touched Long Haochen’s body. If not for this thin hope, she would not have let him go off alone no matter what, and would have followed him at any cost.
In hurried flight, they left Modu’s area at rapid speed, leaving behind this city that had filled them with extreme sadness and pain.
After flying for about half an hour, Cai’er’s wings suddenly vanished, letting her land on the ground below.
No one in the team understood her act, but still followed her in landing.
Although Long Haochen had died, their Demon Hunt Squad still maintained the same organizational structure thanks to Zhang Fangfang’s presence. Long Haochen’s last words before his death still kept echoing in them. They couldn’t die like that: they had to take revenge for their captain, to return to Modu one day no matter what.
This was a forest of low density where Cai’er kept holding Long Haochen, before cautiously putting him down upon arriving on a flat lawn.
Reflexively, everyone in the Demon Hunt Squad surrounded him all around, Chen Ying’er immediately bitterly cried out loud, and the rest couldn’t stop their tears either.
Cai’er slowlty kneeled to the ground, looking at that blue ring on her finger, _the forget-me-not ring, he actually handed it back to me._
Taking it off lightly, Cai’er took Long Haochen’s left hand and put it back on his finger.
“Idiot, why are you giving it back to me?! It was already yours since long ago, just like my heart.”
Saying these words, Cai’er lifted her hand and slowly recovered the pendant Eternal Melody, which was placed back on Long Haochen’s neck. That golden skull ejected from his chest suddenly flickered with light.
In a deep breath, a determined look flashed through her eyes as she slowly placed this key of the Tower of Eternity back on her own chest.
The instant the Eternal Melody came in contact with her body, it immediately emitted a radiating light. In a swish, that skull got into Cai’er’s lapel and integrated with her body closely, just like the time it had united with Long Haochen.
The Tower of Eternity only wanted one successor. Now that Haochen had died in the Demon God Emperor’s trapping barrier, it didn’t have any more use to make of him, and obviously looked for a new successor. This was already unrelated to the will of the Slumbering Calamity Elux, as the Tower of Eternity had become even more greedy after obtaining so many souls from this world, gaining a great deal of self-awareness.
“We are going.” Cai’er’s eyes were swept over the surrounding comrades. After speaking these words, an intense brilliance burst forth from her chest, just like the times Long Haochen was teleporting them away. Everyone was engulfed inside, and travelled through space in a flash of light.
In another flash of light, they appeared in the Tower of Eternity.
The Tower of Eternity’s intense aura of death was still present, and just then, everyone in Bright Glimmer of Hope had an incredibly grim look.
Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi who were anxiously waiting for their return until now made haste upon their return. But their footsteps slowed down very rapidly, and the look on their eyes congealed in a split second, because lying on the ground they saw Long Haochen, with a fatal wound on his chest. There wasn’t the slightest trace of life left on his pale handsome face.
The captain of the Demon Hunt Squad Bright Glimmer of Hope, Scion of Light Long Haochen, had died in battle.
“How could that be?” Yang Wenzhao lost his voice at once.
Chen Ying’er abruptly rushed to his chest, starting to cry very loudly.
Duan Yi didn’t ask but slowly kneeled down, placing his right fist on his chest and performing a knight salute in front of Long Haochen.
Demonkind and humankind had been fighting for six thousand years. Since the fall of the dark age, uncountable humans had died like Long Haochen in front of his eyes. There was nothing more he needed to know: the result was just in front of his eyes; Long Haochen was dead.
Cai’er kneeled and lightly pressed Long Haochen’s chest, murmuring, “Come out, hurry up. Just come out!”
No one heard her words, but the current Cai’er’s cold eyes were filled with anxiousness.
Just as they were all confused, a dark green glow came out without a sound from Long Haochen’s Golden Foundation Armor. This dark green glow looked very mild, as mild as a little mist, that could disappear at anytime.
A faint voice was heard from this dark green mist, “He is already dead. So my pact with him is gradually dissipating. All I can do is to keep his soul maintained for seven days. But it also means that you have only the time of seven days. There is only one chance, and it lies in this Tower of Eternity. You must succeed as this tower’s successor, and rely on the profound mysteries of light necromancy to possibly restore his soul and reforge his heart. If he manages to resurrect, my contract in him will reinstate as well, but otherwise, seven days later his soul will scatter, and be confined in this Tower of Eternity, bound for all eternity. So if you cannot resurrect him within seven days, just bring him out from here, at least that way his soul won’t have to keep suffering here.”