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Empyrean Blacksmith Chapter 20: Chapter 20 - Fury of Shame

CHAPTER 20

FURY OF SHAME

Lino stood frozen in the spot, his countenance dispirited. Next to him, Aeala had ashened expression, her eyes fiercely moist with tears. Before them, thick, black smoke bellowed into the sky as the stench of death and blood dominated the air. Tens of rows of wooden houses were currently nothing more but ruins, turned to greyed ash. A string of nearly two hundred corpses were hung about the whole village, massacred by something far beyond reason. The stone streets were paved with dried, red blood, and even the youngest of children weren't spared this fate. From Lino's memories, he deduced that this village was called Cambria; although it was far from being as prosperous and as large as Bridge Village, it still housed roughly three hundred people in its ranks. However, out of them, over two hundred were dead, with fate of the remaining hundred still being unknown. The village was built atop a small hill surrounded by a canal, and its walls made of wooden pikes were completely burnt into nothingness.

Soon, Aeala was unable to handle it anymore as she ran backward, down the hill, and spewed her insides out. On the other hand, even Lino's somewhat steeled heart began bleeding. He felt a familiar presence lingering in the air - the Demonic one he unleashed when he killed Vyeala. As he understood that, his mind stirred and he felt his knees grow weak. His cheeks lost all their color and his eyes dulled. No matter how much he screamed inside his head that it wasn't his fault, it did little to help him. Overwhelming sorrow and guilt surged from the depths of his youthful heart; even if he had killed quite a few people, he himself had no clue as to why he was so averse to it. However, for better or worse, those deaths came in the form of either self-defense, or contending against people who broke off the mortal chains and began cultivating. While he can't claim he hadn't killed an innocent person before, he certainly hadn't commenced a massacre on this scale, and especially massacre against completely innocent people… and even children.

Besides sorrow and guilt, a burning fury began bellowing inside Lino's heart. It was a rather ordinary coping mechanisms of all youths who've yet to mature properly; his heart, unable to contend against the overwhelming guilt, bypassed the blame off itself onto those who've committed such slaughter, giving birth to intrepid rage. He had clear figures at which he could point fingers, temporarily relieving his wounded soul from the blame. He gritted his teeth tightly and clenched his fists until his nails dug beneath his skin, causing scarlet-red droplets to fall onto the dry earth beneath. He suddenly turned around and raced down the hill. He picked up Aeala into his arms and threw her over his shoulder; she screamed for a moment, but hadn't even a second to protest as she felt gust of wind assail her skin.

Lino suddenly found himself reliving the similar state he was in when he fought against the Patriarch Varick and the First Elder. Something primal burned deep inside him, causing his blood to stir like mad and Qi within every facet of his body to turn into violent waves. Indispensable urge to fight was birthed directly into his bones, propelling him forth. When he first attained the Primal Spirit of Wind, he was at most able to run 200km/h, but after leveling up so fiercely, that speed doubled. He crossed the plains like a gust of fierce wind, leaving behind only a massive dust storm as he moved to the nearest village. The muscles on his legs screeched fiercely in pain, but circulated like mad, healing his breaking tendons the moment wounds appeared. It was much more vigorous than on the days when Lino was simply relaxing, or even actively trying to cultivate. Much like Lino, it seemed as though something within it awoke in response to his unabashed fury.

Not even an hour had passed before he came across another village; the village was called Reyrra, and it was three times as large as Cambria - however, the same fate descended upon it. Smoke bellowed like an ominous reminder of death high into the sky, while corpses of young and old alike hung over the broken walls of houses. Blood was yet to dry, running freely like streams down the scratched streets. He hadn't even paused to grieve as he kicked off once again, tracing the lingering, demonic scent and racing after it. Were either Ella or Eggor to see him now, they'd be hard-pressed to recognize him; his youthful, playful face was nowhere to be found, in its place a grim expression of desolation, rage, untamed fury which seemed to seep out of his very bones. He was currently racing over a valley surrounded by mountains when he saw a distant smoke arising, accompanied by screams of anguish; it was the location of third village Lino was headed towards, Yeva. It was a small, but prominent village which housed a rather deep quarry. It seems that despite the presence of several Royal Knights guarding it, they were not enough. Lino's speed suddenly increased as he blew through the valley within a span of a few seconds.

Within his sight came horrid picture; dozens of men and women were mutilated beyond recognition, while the remaining men were being slaughtered wantonly by seconds. The women, on the other hand, were laden against the cold, blood-soaked streets and raped repeatedly by a group of nearly fifty men with crazed expressions. Houses were tarnished, walls battered, people slaughtered, children tortured, women raped… it was a projection of a hell on earth, and Lino suddenly felt the last bit of his heart crack. He came to a halt directly in front of the village and slowly placed Aeala down. The fifty or so men immediately noticed him, but save for a few, he was completely ignored as they went back to their own desires. Their expressions were a mix of maddened lust, excitement, and abandoned humanity.

"He he, boy, did you bring us that fine woman? He he, even if you gift her to us, you won't be able to live, you know? He h---" however, before the stalwart man with reddened eyes got the chance to complete his laughter, he suddenly fell silent. A moment later, his head split open like an egg as his brain matter splattered all over the floor, his body kneaded into a paste onto the street.

This alerted all those who've ignored Lino's approach. On the other hand, the latter said nothing as he held the sword in his hand tightly. The blade of the sword dripped with blackened blood; each droplet was more akin to acid, causing sizzling sounds as it hit the stoned earth. Nobody was able to see Lino's eyes as his head was slightly lowered and his disheveled hair covered the top half of his face. However, were they able to see it, even the demonic-possessed madmen would no doubt be startled. As though birth of life and death was imprinted into his pupils, strange, star-like glimmers orbited his irises, surrounded by red vessels shaped like spider webs. Each breath of his stirred surrounding Qi like mad, causing winds to rouse from nothingness. His deposition rose bit by bit as his muscles seemed to have attained life of their own and began breathing, in and out, bit by bit. Screams have yet to subside, cries of the wronged, of the dying, of the wounded, of the scarred… each single voice of the villagers entered one by one through Lino's ears, and he ascertained to remember all of them. One by one. Each scream stirred him further. Each cry boiled his bleeding heart harder. Each hedonistic laughter of Demons parched him. Each roar full of unwillingness and bitterness sounded like a curse to his soul. Time, for him, seemed to have stopped. As he swallowed these resentments, he cared for nothing else. His guilt-ridden heart beat like mad as he suddenly raised his head.

Between the bangs of his pitch-black hair, two glittering stars emerged like beams of light. They scanned over the fifty or so Demons with expression colder than ice. The pair of eyes appeared depthless, as though holding the whole of universe within. A breath had passed, and everyone finally realized that one of their own had been slaughtered. Parched into rage, they all abandoned whatever they were doing and turned toward Lino.

"Ho ho, you sure have—" the one nearest to Lino spoke up, yet his fate was even more brutal. Cleaved right through, the two halves of his body split like paper, falling opposite of each other. Lino's body was revealed in-between these two parts, his aura stirring Qi surrounding him to nearly liquefy.

"Dead have no right to speak." that was the only thing Lino said.

Rousing the winds surrounding him, he began burning Qi within him like crazy as he sprung into a streamer of light, appearing directly at the heart of the remaining Demons. With a sword in his hand, he spun in a circle, directly beheading three without giving them a chance to utter a sound. He hardly stopped, immediately rousing the wildness of his blood and lunging himself forth, cleaving his sword as though he was an incantation of God of War. Soon, the screams and cries of villagers were replaced by screams and cries of Demons. They tried to fight. But, it was all in vain. Even if they landed a hit on Lino's body, the latter didn't care. All wounds that were inflicted upon him were immediately healed, whereas a single slash of his sword reaped lives like grain. He flashed left and right like a stream of light, untraceable by the naked eye.

From the distance, Aeala stared at the scene and was once again left dumbfounded. Just a few days ago, this boy was merrily laughing with her while embarrassingly avoiding her naked body. He was just like any other youth; slightly temperamental, proud, bashful. Even though she gleamed at least a trace of this side of him while he fought the Patriarch and the First Elder, it wasn't even an ounce of what he was displaying right now. She could nearly see the flames of his anger surrounding him whenever he killed another Demon. Whatever stirred her heart and soul had little to do with Lino's strength; she held no doubt that there were many stronger people than him - much, much stronger people. However, the air he displayed, the overwhelming presence he commanded, the sheer madness he ruled… it was impossible to look away. He captured the essence of life and death with each of his strikes, and inspired thoughts of servitude within the hearts of those who were watching. Aeala herself was not an exception. She felt as though she was witnessing a birth of a legend, and she felt like kneeling before him was only the natural thing to do. Demons fell like pebbles in the ocean, without even gaining a single chance to strike back.

It didn't even take a minute until only one remained. The youth which seemed no older than twenty was shaking. His demonic, proud and overbearing disposition was nowhere to be found. Within his eyes was only a trace of profound terror. He found it hard to even breathe while looking at the figure standing in front of him. Lino's clothes were entirely dyed in black blood, and even his face wasn't spared, giving him an image of a madman who've just left the massive battlefield. The aura of murder around him was so thick it nearly came to life.

"How many of you are there?" Lino asked in a cold, indifferent voice, one that seemingly didn't belong to a human.

"…" even if the young Demon wanted to answer, words simply wouldn't come out. Fear had blocked all his reason.

"How many of you are there?" Lino simply asked again with the same voice.

"… h-h-…" the young Demon mumbled, but was only able to produce a single letter before he felt his knees give out, and his body suddenly flattened onto the ground, prostrating. "FORGIVE ME!!!!" he roared into the sky.

"… forgive you?" Lino mumbled as he tilted his head in confusion. His eyes were widened like eggs, starlit in ethereal beauty; however, hardly anyone could praise their beauty beneath the coldness they displayed. "Is that so?" Lino said as he took a single step, immediately crossing the distance of twenty meters, appearing before the prostrating youth. "You want me to forgive you?"

"YES!!!" the demonic youth screamed yet again. Lino suddenly crouched and grasped the youth's chin, lifting it up, forcing the youth to look into his eyes. The moment the demonic youth's gaze landed onto Lino's pair of eyes, the former felt all blood in his body freeze. The demonic seed which had corrupted him from within began trembling, as though it was being stared at by an unparalleled existence that could wipe its sentience without even lifting a finger.

"… I wouldn't forgive you even if the entirety of Devil World was to come here and kneel before me." Lino said coldly. "How many of you are there?"

"…" realizing that death was a certainty, the youth grew listless. What else was left? He will die, there was no doubt about it. Even among the fifty people who were slaughtered, he was one of the weakest. How could even hope to try and escape the clutches of the god of death before him?

"HOW MANY?!!!!" seeing that the youth wasn't answering, Lino bellowed out from his soul, causing the earth itself beneath to quake and winds to scatter as though terrified. The youth's ears, eyes, mouth and nose began bleeding in streams as his entire body began shivering again.

"… a h-hund-dred and… and… t-t-twenty…" the youth mumbled weakly. The moment the last letter left its mouth, Lino's hand pressed tightly, crushing the youth's entire head into a paste.

Despite his wanton slaughter, Lino didn't feel relieved. Rather, there was a stuffy feeling budding inside his chest. He heaved a deep sigh and looked up to the sky as his eyes finally cleared. How did he get entangled in this mess? He merely wanted to go out into the wild for a while and temper himself while finding some rare resources to use in crafting. Cultivation was just a by-product of his desire to leave his stamp into the world's history through his creations. Yet, within two months, he had gone from an innocent, village youth to a murderer shrouded in heavy, killing aura. Yes, it all collapsed once he decided to help Vyeala and her Sacred Protector. Had he simply turned a blind eye at that moment, he could have evaded everything. The treasures that were sitting in the ring didn't seem worth the sacrifice any longer. Just glancing around the village was more than enough to tell him so. Some looked at him with the eyes of gratitude, some had no emotion within their eyes, and some didn't even have strength to raise their heads. Was he truly their savior? Hardly. The scars they were inflicted with today wouldn't heal in a lifetime. They had seen something they should have never been exposed to. And, whether Lino wanted to admit it or not, he was partially at fault. Now that his anger had sated somewhat and that primal urge retreated into the depths of his soul, his mind gained clarity yet again. What did he gain by killing these Demons? Did he truly purge the land of the nuisance? They were just weak Demons; the strongest one was barely Level 40. One way or another, they would have been dealt with eventually.

However, it was too late to think it through. Whether he wanted to or not, he had got himself entangled into the whole mess. Aeala had already told him what the Patriarch told her just before he died. Lino didn't believe that these demonically possessed members of Endo Clan were the actual end. He had a strange premonition that, soon, the whole of Umbra Kingdom - and those Kingdoms surrounding it - would be cast into the shadow of great war. He could easily ask Ella or Eggor to clean it up and, knowing them, they'd probably do it for him without even frowning. However, Lino couldn't ask. Call it pride, the flame of youth, or something much less noble, but he knew that those words of plea could never leave his lips. If he asked them to clean up after him once, he'd ask them twice. Didn't he want to help them? Isn't that the whole reason why he even departed from the Bridge Village to begin with? If he suddenly returned and asked them to clean up mess he inadvertently created, what would become of his already thin resolve?

"Are you alright?" a soft voice full of worry came trickling into his ear. He turned his head sideways and saw Aeala's worried face.

"Ah, I'm fine." Lino said, smiling faintly. "I have to wash up and clean the mess. Help them." he added as he took out a few bottles and gourds of water as well as few fresh sets of clothes.

"Alright," Aeala nodded lightly. "Call me if you need anything."

"Yeah."

Lino went behind one of the still-standing houses and sat down, leaning against the thick wooden wall. The fight just now didn't exhaust him. Rather, he wasn't even short of breath. He only just now realized how easy it can be to take a life… to take dozens of lives in such a short period of time. Yet, all the same, he felt nothing over it. Even though they were Demons, Lino doubted they became so of their own volition. Much like that primal urge that forced him to the binds of insanity, he suspected that the similar emotion drove them after that black shadow ingrained itself into their being. He'd seen it within the last youth's body - the small seed within his heart. It was wholly black, full of negative Qi. It even possessed its own sentience, however basic. Lino didn't know what it was, but he knew it was the cause of sudden transformation. However, he didn't have too long to ponder over his thoughts as a sudden bout of weakness overwhelmed him. It was then that he realized he'd reached Level 40, and it was once again time to leave this world briefly.

As his consciousness faded, he found himself within a small span of land as all other times. This time around, there was no four elements or even the world of blood; there was darkness… and within darkness, countless stars twinkled in and out of existence. All around him, the void of space was being crushed and reborn in the infinite span. Before he'd have a chance to inspect the Primal Spirits, the familiar, ancient and mechanical voice echoed inside his mind once again.

[Advent of Writ… analyzing…]

[Achievement: Satisfying…]

[Evaluation: Passed…]

[Analyzing…]

[Second Gate: Opened…]

[Acquired: ; Primal Spirit of Void…]

[… Requirements for the next evolution: Soul Realm cultivation, slaying of 50 beings of minimum 10 Levels above…]

[Proceeding with rewards…]

Lino was once again slightly shocked, as a few things have changed since the last time; for instance, he was no longer referred to as a Bearer of Writ, but rather Advent of Writ. In addition, the achievement segment had also changed to satisfying, which was probably the reason for the increased rewards. As he came to, a massive surge of information besieged his mind; it took him a moment to realize that the was being forcibly stuffed and comprehended immediately within his mind. Incredibly, it was actually of Low-Divine Grade! Lino was immediately shellshocked into silence; after all, even the lowest of Divine Grade Martial Arts were rare even among ranked Sects.

Martial Arts were divided directly into Mortal, Mystic, Ethereal, Divine, Primordial and Origin grades - that was something he was taught by Ella. The last Martial Art reward he'd received was 'only' of High-Mystic Grade; this time around, he completely skipped an entire tier and immediately received a Divine-Grade Martial Art, and no less a complete weapon-mastery one. Lino was forced to sigh as he was once again reminded that was truly far from ordinary. Perhaps, that archaic voice which echoed throughout the world when he first chose four Primal Spirits should have been the first sign that he'd probably got entangled into something much, much bigger than a 'simple' Demonic invasion of a Kingdom. Alas, he had no mind to understand or even begin to understand these matters, so he simply pushed them to the back of his mind.

Instead, he focused onto choosing a Primal Spirit. This time around, he was given only two choices: Tet and Let. Their simple and somewhat crude names hardly caused Lino to look down upon them as both were of Low-Ethereal Grade. It was slightly insane, Lino realized; if Ella heard of this, she'd probably splatter her cultivation, bloodline, and anything that was restricting her from cultivating . In the end, Lino set his sights on Tet.

[Primal Spirit of Void - Tet [Low-Ethereal Grade] - tear open a void in space to act as your personal storage space that only you can access. Tet can evolve into a Supreme-Divine Grade Primal Spirit, whereupon you will be able to create an entirely new Dimension to act as your personal world.]

It really was rather incredulous, but Lino merely sighed at the sight of it. After all, the moment he saw what the Primal Spirit of Blood, Glog, could do, he knew that there probably wasn't anything Primal Spirits weren't able to do as long as he was given a chance of selecting those really strong ones. Tet was in a shape of an ever-fluctuating vortex that never stopped spinning. Much like other Primal Spirits, it immediately rushed within Lino's brows and settled inside of him. A mere breath later, Lino felt a strange connection tangle itself with his very thoughts. With a mere blink, he was able to access practically infinite shuffle of space where he could easily store whatever he wanted and retrieve it at a moment's thought. He wagered that no one in the entire Umbra Kingdom had anything even close to this.

He slowly examined the spear art he'd gotten and realized he'd have to craft the appropriate spear once he gets back home. Although he had the entire scripture stuffed inside his head, he was actually only capable of accessing the so-called 'first layer' of the art; to unlock the next layer, he'd have to reach the Soul Realm. First layer itself had the basic set of spear moves and stances, and an additional attack executed through the usage of Qi: . As the name suggested, the execution of the spear technique would create a figurative storm of attacks that would mix illusion and reality to confuse the enemy.

At that point, Lino was flung out of the mysterious space back into reality. He felt strange inside his heart. There was no doubt that was not only powerful, but also dangerous. Lino could already predict that he wouldn't be able to follow the path he wanted - the path of crafting, with cultivation merely being secondary. He'd also have to keep an eye out for Demonic possessions from now on. He decided to at least ask Ella to tell him how to spot those who've been possessed - or even Demons themselves - so he doesn't run into another case like Vyeala. He sighed lowly before getting back up and returning to the streets of village. The situation had already calmed down somewhat, but Lino knew it hardly stabilized. Perhaps, if it even stood a chance of stabilizing, whole generations would be required to pass before today's tragedy would at least turn into a grim reminder rather than the recent reality. However much it pained him, he was unable to help these people. His words - no matter how inspiring and flowery he made them - wouldn't change a damn thing.

While they glanced at him - or even outright stared at him - with gratitude, such gazes only further fumed the flames of guilt inside Lino's heart. Even though he had killed before, he would not call himself a cruel, cold person. Even though he felt nothing over having killed before, he'd still not embark on such path willingly. After all, he'd grown up in isolation, and saw first-hand how fragile life can be, and how easily death and life mingled. He was not a god who could don upon himself to calculate fates of anyone other than himself. He was still a child, in the end, however ahead of his years his mind might be. He doesn't have a heart of stone to become indifferent to the picture in front of him. This was the first time in his life that he'd experienced such complex emotions and it had nearly drained him. He'd learned from Ella - and even those books inside Endo Clan - that cultivator's most important aspects were their heart and will. Yet, he was weak in both of those. Even sighing became difficult, so he simply chose to push it all down and let it boil. He had no way to deal with the insufferable and overbearing emotions birthing inside his heart at the moment, so he simply chose to ignore them to the best of his abilities. As Aeala was done giving out the water and clean clothes, she returned by his side and looked at him with a worried expression. While these people simply saw Lino as someone who's saved them from absolutely dreadful fate, she could at the very least somewhat guess what was currently transpiring inside boy's mind. Yet, she chose not to ask about it. Although she was not a cultivator like Lino, she was still a woman with forty years of life experience who grew up in a clan of cultivators as a mortal. She'd seen much and that itself had steeled her heart. Even if she felt pained seeing such scene in front of her eyes, it couldn't break her. Lino, however, was merely a sixteen-something year old boy who's clearly just stepped into the world of cultivation and wasn't clearly aware of the implications. She could, in the end, only silently support him from behind.

"What now?" she asked, hoping to change the subject.

"City of Mercenaries is nearby," Lino replied as he turned his gaze to north. "We'll go there for the time being as we can probably find more information rather than just blindly moving around. Besides, this was just a group lagging behind. The vanguard group is most-likely already clashing with Kingdom's forces. We'll see the situation and make a decision then."

"Sounds good." Aeala said, nodding faintly.

The two didn't linger inside the village for too long. Whether the villagers would drown in the endless river of sorrow or eventually overcome this calamity rested solely upon them. Lino and Aeala were simply two passing figures in the passage of time; they might be remembered for a while but, eventually, they'll also disappear from the traces of memories. They had their own lives to live, and villagers had their own. However cruel it was, reality was such. Cold, indifferent and everlasting.

Chapter end

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Catalogue
Chapter 572: New Tomorrow (III)
Chapter 571: New Tomorrow (II)
Chapter 570: New Tomorrow (I)
Chapter 569: The Peaceful Days
Chapter 568: The Lumps of Forever
Chapter 567: To Life
Chapter 566: Shattered Hearts
Chapter 565: Edifice of Destruction (III)
Chapter 564: Edifice of Destruction (II)
Chapter 563: Edifice of Destruction (I)
Chapter 562: Lonely Flowers
Chapter 561: The Shadows Cast
Chapter 560: Ineffable Crown
Chapter 559: Two Kids, a Nervous Wreck and a Weirdo
Chapter 558: Musings of the Strangers
Chapter 557: Shameless
Chapter 556: Moon-hung
Chapter 555: The Crutch
Chapter 554: Return of the King
Chapter 553: Rules of the Empire
Chapter 552: Incandescent Lights
Chapter 551: Rain
Chapter 550: The Cosmic Stage
Chapter 549: Savior (III)
Chapter 548: Savior (II)
Chapter 547: Savior (I)
Chapter 546: Newcomers
Chapter 545: Memories
Chapter 544: Weight of the Past
Chapter 543: Simple Things
Chapter 542: Goodbye
Chapter 541: World-Eater (II)
Chapter 540: World-Eater (I)
Chapter 539: Flames of Destruction (X)
Chapter 538: Flames of Destruction (IX)
Chapter 537: Flames of Destruction (VIII)
Chapter 536: Flames of Destruction (VII)
Chapter 535: Flames of Destruction (VI)
Chapter 534: Flames of Destruction (V)
Chapter 533: Flames of Destruction (IV)
Chapter 532: Flames of Destruction (III)
Chapter 531: Flames of Destruction (II)
Chapter 530: Flames of Destruction (I)
Chapter 529: Divinity
Chapter 528: Indulgent
Chapter 527: The Chosen
Chapter 526: The Creator's Call
Chapter 525: The Empyrion
Chapter 524: The Journey Over
Chapter 523: Sanctum's End (X)
Chapter 522: Sanctum's End (IX)
Chapter 521: Sanctum's End (VIII)
Chapter 520: Sanctum's End (VII)
Chapter 519: Sanctum's End (VI)
Chapter 518: Sanctum's End (V)
Chapter 517: Sanctum's End (IV)
Chapter 516: Sanctum's End (III)
Chapter 515: Sanctum's End (II)
Chapter 514: Sanctum's End (I)
Chapter 513: Pillars of Chaos
Chapter 512: The Quintessential Truths
Chapter 511: The Traces
Chapter 510: Alana
Chapter 509: Dark Apathy
Chapter 508: Settling Ashes
Chapter 507: Symphonies
Chapter 506: Edifice of Creation
Chapter 505: The Last Resort
Chapter 504: Will of the Spear
Chapter 503: Eternity in a Blade
Chapter 502: The Young Blood
Chapter 501: The Onslaught
Chapter 500: The Unhinged
Chapter 499: Primeval
Chapter 498: Nothing
Chapter 497: Heart-Sung Defiance
Chapter 496: Nature of Nurture
Chapter 495: The Chronomancer
Chapter 494: Beautiful Light
Chapter 493: Path of the Creator
Chapter 492: The Eternal Shroud
Chapter 491: Trespassers
Chapter 490: Flights of Hearts
Chapter 489: The Purpose
Chapter 488: Firefly
Chapter 487: Invasion (IV)
Chapter 486: Invasion (III)
Chapter 485: Invasion (II)
Chapter 484: Invasion (I)
Chapter 483: Tempest Ferments
Chapter 482: The Extremes
Chapter 481: One
Chapter 480: The Return
Chapter 479: The First Empyrean (IV)
Chapter 478: The First Empyrean (III)
Chapter 477: The First Empyrean (II)
Chapter 476: The First Empyrean
Chapter 475: To Defend the Home
Chapter 474: Breaking the Chains (VII)
Chapter 473: Breaking the Chains (VI)
Chapter 472: Breaking the Chains (V)
Chapter 471: Breaking the Chains (IV)
Chapter 470: Breaking the Chains (III)
Chapter 469: Breaking the Chains (II)
Chapter 468: Breaking the Chains (I)
Chapter 467: Where it All Began
Chapter 466: Emperor of the West
Chapter 465: Pushing Forth
Chapter 464: Beyond the Line
Chapter 463: The Western Front
Chapter 462: Two Ends
Chapter 461: World Anew
Chapter 460: Dawn of Grace
Chapter 459: Nine Years (IX)
Chapter 458: Nine Years (VIII)
Chapter 457: Nine Years (VII)
Chapter 456: Nine Years (VI)
Chapter 455: Nine Years (V)
Chapter 454: Nine Years (IV)
Chapter 453: Nine Years (III)
Chapter 452: Nine Years (II)
Chapter 451: Nine Years (I)
Chapter 450: The Last War
Chapter 449: Scars
Chapter 448: Origin War (V)
Chapter 447: Origin War (IV)
Chapter 446: Origin War (III)
Chapter 445: Origin War (II)
Chapter 444: Origin War (I)
Chapter 443: Overwhelming
Chapter 442: Vastitude of Truths
Chapter 441: Becoming of Chaos
Chapter 440: Curse of the Dragon Isles
Chapter 439: Beyond the Differences
Chapter 438: The Prince Forgotten
Chapter 437: The Hollow Isles
Chapter 436: Aaria
Chapter 435: Cruelty of the Scorned
Chapter 434: Edge of the East
Chapter 433: Confoundment of the Newcomer
Chapter 432: Edge of Immortality (III)
Chapter 431: Edge of Immortality (II)
Chapter 430: Edge of Immortality (I)
Chapter 429: Theory of the Craft (III)
Chapter 428: Theory of the Craft (II)
Chapter 427: Theory of the Craft (I)
Chapter 426: Enigmatic Attack
Chapter 425: The Quiddity of Elan
Chapter 424: Overcoming (II)
Chapter 423: Overcoming (I)
Chapter 422: Against the World (IV)
Chapter 421: Against the World (III)
Chapter 420: Against the World (II)
Chapter 419: Against the World (I)
Chapter 418: Seafarer
Chapter 417: The Turning Wheels
Chapter 416: Place of Belonging
Chapter 415: For Tomorrow
Chapter 414: A Mortal Reminder
Chapter 413: Chaos of Void (III)
Chapter 412: Chaos of Void (II)
Chapter 411: Chaos of Void (I)
Chapter 410: The Tempests of Heaven
Chapter 409: Dangwe
Chapter 408: Quiet Before the Storm
Chapter 407: The Council of Chaos
Chapter 406: Uncertainties
Chapter 405: Heart of it All
Chapter 404: The Strange Prince
Chapter 403: Settled Roads
Chapter 402: The Limits
Chapter 401: Provenance
Chapter 400: Age of Empyrean (IX)
Chapter 399: Age of Empyrean (VIII)
Chapter 398: Age of Empyrean (VII)
Chapter 397: Age of Empyrean (VI)
Chapter 396: Age of Empyrean (V)
Chapter 395: Age of Empyrean (IV)
Chapter 394: Age of Empyrean (III)
Chapter 393: Age of Empyrean (II)
Chapter 392: Age of Empyrean (I)
Chapter 391: Everafter
Chapter 390: Heart Over Prejudice
Chapter 389: Face to Face
Chapter 388: Alliances
Chapter 387: Scent of the Void
Chapter 386: Cradled World
Chapter 385: Inevitable
Chapter 384: Meeting in Heaven
Chapter 383: In the Belly of the Beast
Chapter 382: Changes
Chapter 381: Genes
Chapter 380: Bloodlines
Chapter 379: Reasons and Tales
Chapter 378: Law of Entropy
Chapter 377: Always and Forever
Chapter 376: Unbound Dreams
Chapter 375: The Cast of Dawn
Chapter 374: Hallowed Fury
Chapter 373: Divine Smith (VI)
Chapter 372: Prison Break (VI)
Chapter 371: Divine Smith (V)
Chapter 370: Prison Break (V)
Chapter 369: Divine Smith (IV)
Chapter 368: Prison Break (IV)
Chapter 367: Divine Smith (III)
Chapter 366: Prison Break (III)
Chapter 365: Divine Smith (II)
Chapter 364: Prison Break (II)
Chapter 363: Divine Smith (I)
Chapter 362: Prison Break (I)
Chapter 361: Expedition to the Palace
Chapter 360: A New Beginning
Chapter 359: Beckoned Back Together
Chapter 358: To Tame Time
Chapter 357: Shifting Tales
Chapter 356: Void Cult
Chapter 355: Bastion of Knowledge
Chapter 354: Cosmos
Chapter 353: Liberation
Chapter 352: Theory of Everything
Chapter 351: Hannah (III)
Chapter 350: Fire (VI)
Chapter 349: Fire (V)
Chapter 348: Fire (IV)
Chapter 347: Fire (III)
Chapter 346: Fire (II)
Chapter 345: Fire (I)
Chapter 344: Lost Shadow
Chapter 343: Ghost of the Distant Past
Chapter 342: The Founding Seven
Chapter 341: To Change the World
Chapter 340: Full Circle
Chapter 339: Lucky Stars
Chapter 338: Gaze of the Thousand Eyes
Chapter 337: The Holy Holm
Chapter 336: The Bend of Time
Chapter 335: Fight Without Fighting
Chapter 334: Fathers and Sons
Chapter 333: Vestiges of Time and Chaos
Chapter 332: Poise of the Empyrean
Chapter 331: Return Home
Chapter 330: Tales Converge
Chapter 329: Triage
Chapter 328: Jade
Chapter 327: Penumbra
Chapter 326: Gods
Chapter 325: The Owner and the Pet
Chapter 324: Continental Terror
Chapter 323: Fire and Fury (V)
Chapter 322: Fire and Fury (IV)
Chapter 321: Fire and Fury (III)
Chapter 320: Fire and Fury (II)
Chapter 317: Plight of the Holy Continent
Chapter 316: A Year Later
Chapter 315: Fire and Fury
Chapter 314: If the World Knew
Chapter 313: Law of Death
Chapter 312: Times of Magic
Chapter 311: Elysian
Chapter 310: Light and Shadow
Chapter 309: Dragon Aspects
Chapter 308: Land of Dragons
Chapter 307: Flying Fortress
Chapter 306: Only Spoken of in Myths
Chapter 305: Inside the Pocket
Chapter 304: Northern Fjords
Chapter 303: Before it All Began (III)
Chapter 302: Before it All Began (II)
Chapter 301: Before it All Began (I)
Chapter 300: The Eternal Watcher
Chapter 299: Reign of Chaos (III)
Chapter 298: Reign of Chaos (II)
Chapter 297: Reign of Chaos (I)
Chapter 296: Catharsis (VII)
Chapter 295: Catharsis (VI)
Chapter 294: Catharsis (V)
Chapter 293: Catharsis (IV)
Chapter 292: Catharsis (III)
Chapter 291: Catharsis (II)
Chapter 290: Catharsis (I)
Chapter 289: Birth of the Order
Chapter 288: Vicious Tongue
Chapter 287: Serendipity
Chapter 286: The Hunted
Chapter 285: Converging Goals
Chapter 284: The Hunt Begins
Chapter 283: Shadows of Entropy
Chapter 282: Beyond Expectations
Chapter 281: Gauntlet of Absolution
Chapter 280: Onslaught of Changes
Chapter 279: Soundless Pyre
Chapter 278: Entropic Resurrection
Chapter 277: Mediator
Chapter 276: Hannah (II)
Chapter 275: Sanctuary (III)
Chapter 274: Sanctuary (II)
Chapter 273: Sanctuary (I)
Chapter 272: Distress Call
Chapter 271: World Over
Chapter 270: Myriad of Hearts
Chapter 269: United
Chapter 268: World on its Knees
Chapter 267: Abyss of Madness
Chapter 266: Back to the Roots
Chapter 265: Yes
Chapter 264: Laws of Nature
Chapter 263: World's First Anomaly
Chapter 262: Hundred Years Vow
Chapter 261: Lady of Inclemency
Chapter 260: Powers That Be
Chapter 259: Hannah (I)
Chapter 258: The Disillusioned Light
Chapter 257: History of the Sword
Chapter 256: Immortal Sword Maiden
Chapter 255: Realities
Chapter 254: The Forgotten Tale (IV)
Chapter 253: The Forgotten Tale (III)
Chapter 252: The Forgotten Tale (II)
Chapter 251: The Forgotten Tale (I)
Chapter 250: Rise and Fall
Chapter 249: The Last Titan
Chapter 248: Unceasing Light
Chapter 247: Forever
Chapter 246: Order of Eternity
Chapter 245: Strengths and Weaknesses
Chapter 244: Gateway of Entropy (III)
Chapter 243: Gateway of Entropy (II)
Chapter 242: Gateway of Entropy (I)
Chapter 241: Rewards
Chapter 240: Down the Line
Chapter 239: Harbinger of Chaos (V)
Chapter 238: Harbinger of Chaos (IV)
Chapter 237: Harbinger of Chaos (III)
Chapter 236: Harbinger of Chaos (II)
Chapter 235: Harbinger of Chaos (I)
Chapter 234: Trials of Ascension
Chapter 233: The Affairs
Chapter 232: The Former Holy Maiden
Chapter 231: Holy Grounds
Chapter 230: Eternal Paradise
Chapter 229: Imperishable Guardian
Chapter 228: One
Chapter 227: Young Hearts
Chapter 226: Alison (IV)
Chapter 225: Daughter of Order
Chapter 224: Into the Fray
Chapter 223: New World
Chapter 222: Into the Titan Realms
Chapter 221: The Naive Ones
Chapter 220: Heavenly Aptitude
Chapter 219: Birth of an Exalted (II)
Chapter 218: Birth of an Exalted (I)
Chapter 217: Nature of Chaos
Chapter 216: From Ashes
Chapter 215: World on Fire
Chapter 214: From All Skies
Chapter 213: For the Future
Chapter 212: Capacity for Evil
Chapter 211: Primal Awakening
Chapter 210: In the Dark (IV)
Chapter 209: In a Cabin 'neath a Tree (IV)
Chapter 208: In the Dark (III)
Chapter 207: In a Cabin 'neath a Tree (III)
Chapter 206: In the Dark (II)
Chapter 205: In a Cabin 'neath a Tree (II)
Chapter 204: In the Dark (I)
Chapter 203: In a Cabin 'neath a Tree (I)
Chapter 202: Aftermath
Chapter 201: Yesteryear (VI)
Chapter 200: An Elysian and an Empyrean
Chapter 199: Collapsing Skies
Chapter 198: Ortum Lucis
Chapter 197: Heaven-Cast Armor Set (II)
Chapter 196: Heaven-Cast Armor Set (I)
Chapter 195: Shaking Hands With a Devil
Chapter 194: War of the Madmen (VI)
Chapter 193: War of the Madmen (V)
Chapter 192: War of the Madmen (IV)
Chapter 191: War of the Madmen (III)
Chapter 190: War of the Madmen (II)
Chapter 189: War of the Madmen (I)
Chapter 188: Hell and Hell
Chapter 187: Sixty-Eight
Chapter 186: Mind of the War
Chapter 185: The Divine Armory
Chapter 184: Crafting Spree
Chapter 183: Hammer of the Heart
Chapter 182: The Holy City
Chapter 181: The Royals
Chapter 180: Readiness
Chapter 179: Peace Offering
Chapter 178: Seventy-Two
Chapter 177: Yesteryear (V)
Chapter 176: Cut From the Same Cloth
Chapter 175: Change of Plans
Chapter 174: Heaven Piercer
Chapter 173: Hellenguard Smithy
Chapter 172: The Grand Halls
Chapter 171: Crossing the Wedge
Chapter 170: The Ends and the Beginnings
Chapter 169: A Fate's Fool
Chapter 168: An Endless Odyssey
Chapter 167: As the Heavens Roll Onward
Chapter 166: Winds of Change
Chapter 165: Crimson Sky
Chapter 164: Grim
Chapter 163: Generosity
Chapter 162: Chaos and Ruin (III)
Chapter 161: Chaos and Ruin (II)
Chapter 160: Chaos and Ruin (I)
Chapter 159: Armed and Proud
Chapter 158: To Answer the Call
Chapter 157: Ancestral Grounds
Chapter 156: A Silent Night
Chapter 155: Northern Frost
Chapter 154: Love at First Sight
Chapter 153: Kvalend Tribe
Chapter 152: Oddballs
Chapter 151: Alison (III)
Chapter 150: Farewell
Chapter 149: Great Descent
Chapter 148: Yesteryear (IV)
Chapter 147: Threads of Thoughts
Chapter 146: Parts and Pieces
Chapter 145: Woken From Slumber
Chapter 144: Clash of Giants (V)
Chapter 143: Clash of the Giants (IV)
Chapter 142: Clash of the Giants (III)
Chapter 141: Clash of Giants (II)
Chapter 140: Clash of Giants (I)
Chapter 139: Reunion
Chapter 138: Home
Chapter 137: Convergence
Chapter 136: Woven Threads of the Forgotten Tale
Chapter 135: Old Friends
Chapter 134: Meeting at the Crossroad
Chapter 133: Terrifying Experts
Chapter 132: Blueprints Aplenty
Chapter 131: Twists of Life
Chapter 130: Lessons and Treasures
Chapter 129: Exploring the Ruins
Chapter 128: Grazynth, Guardian of the Far End (III)
Chapter 127: Grazynth, Guardian of the Far End (II)
Chapter 126: Grazynth, Guardian of the Far End (I)
Chapter 125: Ruins of the Forgotten Kingdom
Chapter 124: Sea of Sand
Chapter 123: Unintended Invitation
Chapter 122: Hired
Chapter 121: Winding Journey
Chapter 120: Rebirth
Chapter 119: Conviction
Chapter 118: An Empress and a Beggar
Chapter 117: Shade
Chapter 116: Choiceless World
Chapter 115: The Forgotten Kingdom
Chapter 114: Demonic Battlefield
Chapter 113: Chapter 113 - The First and Final Breaths
Chapter 112: Chapter 112 - Siege of the Throne (IV)
Chapter 111: Chapter 111 - Siege of the Throne (III)
Chapter 110: Chapter 110 - Siege of the Throne (II)
Chapter 109: Chapter 109 - Siege of the Throne (I)
Chapter 108: Chapter 108 - Inhibitions
Chapter 107: Chapter 107 - A World Beyond the Curtains
Chapter 106: Chapter 106 - The Master's Woes
Chapter 105: Chapter 105 - Brewing Tensions
Chapter 104: Chapter 104 - Storm Before the Apocalypse
Chapter 103: Chapter 103 - -Become my Master!!
Chapter 102: Chapter 102 - Exasperated Third Prince
Chapter 101: Chapter 101 - Beggar and his Dog
Chapter 100: Chapter 100 - End of an Era
Chapter 99: Chapter 99 - Yesteryear (III)
Chapter 98: Chapter 98 - Wrath of an Empyrean (IV)
Chapter 97: Chapter 97 - Wrath of an Empyrean (III)
Chapter 96: Chapter 96 - Wrath of an Empyrean (II)
Chapter 95: Chapter 95 - Wrath of an Empyrean (I)
Chapter 94: Chapter 94 - The Coming
Chapter 93: Chapter 93 - Budding Fury
Chapter 92: Chapter 92 - Heart of the Broken
Chapter 91: Chapter 91 - Hell on Earth
Chapter 90: Chapter 90 - Sealing Heavens
Chapter 89: Chapter 89 - Skydevil Linger
Chapter 88: Chapter 88 - World of Gaia
Chapter 87: Chapter 87 - Ashen Emperor
Chapter 86: Chapter 86 - Fourth Gate Opens
Chapter 85: Chapter 85 - Friend From the Other Side
Chapter 84: Chapter 84 - Mythic Realm
Chapter 83: Chapter 83 - When Things Go Awry
Chapter 82: Chapter 82 - When Things Go Great
Chapter 81: Chapter 81 - Days Before the Auction
Chapter 80: Chapter 80 - Stirring the Valley
Chapter 79: Chapter 79 - Major Ava
Chapter 78: Chapter 78 - Grens City
Chapter 77: Chapter 77 - Valley of Sects
Chapter 76: Chapter 76 - Journey Ahead
Chapter 75: Chapter 75 - Rude Awakening
Chapter 74: Chapter 74 - Twin Shadows
Chapter 73: Chapter 73 - Skydevil Basin
Chapter 72: Chapter 72 - Velin Su
Chapter 71: Chapter 71 - Flying Visitor
Chapter 70: Chapter 70 - The Gathering of Fools
Chapter 69: Chapter 69 - Setting the Stage
Chapter 68: Chapter 68 - Passing of the Torch
Chapter 67: Chapter 67 - Alison (II)
Chapter 66: Chapter 66 - The After-Song
Chapter 65: Chapter 65 - Ashen Fate
Chapter 64: Chapter 64 - World Ender
Chapter 63: Chapter 63 - Abandoned Child
Chapter 62: Chapter 62 - The Worst Sort of Pain
Chapter 61: Chapter 61 - Necropolis
Chapter 60: Chapter 60 - Friend in the Forest
Chapter 59: Chapter 59 - Wings of an Archangel
Chapter 58: Chapter 58 - The Fall
Chapter 57: Chapter 57 - Asmodei
Chapter 56: Chapter 56 - The Fabled Fjords
Chapter 55: Chapter 55 - Qe'll Remembers
Chapter 54: Chapter 54 - Besmirched Hearts
Chapter 53: Chapter 53 - The Distant Home
Chapter 52: Chapter 52 - Journey's Rest
Chapter 51: Chapter 51 - Yesteryear (II)
Chapter 50: Chapter 50 - Until Dawn (IV)
Chapter 49: Chapter 49 - Until Dawn (III)
Chapter 48: Chapter 48 - Until Dawn (II)
Chapter 47: Chapter 47 - Until Dawn (I)
Chapter 46: Chapter 46 - Hearts of Pain
Chapter 45: Chapter 45 - In the Darkest Hour
Chapter 44: Chapter 44 - Before the Dawn
Chapter 43: Chapter 43 - A Spanning Blaze
Chapter 42: Chapter 42 - A Compromise
Chapter 41: Chapter 41 - Barren Luster
Chapter 40: Chapter 40 - Competition
Chapter 39: Chapter 39 - Fate's Twine
Chapter 38: Chapter 38 - Alison
Chapter 37: Chapter 37 - Beyond Tomorrow
Chapter 36: Chapter 36 - Beyond the Veil
Chapter 35: Chapter 35 - Umbra Capital
Chapter 34: Chapter 34 - Onward to Capital
Chapter 33: Chapter 33 - Q'vil's Last Stand (III)
Chapter 32: Chapter 32 - Q'vil's Last Stand (II)
Chapter 31: Chapter 31 - Q'vil's Last Stand (I)
Chapter 30: Chapter 30 - Cooperation
Chapter 29: Chapter 29 - Hell's Ways
Chapter 28: Chapter 28 - To See One's Heart
Chapter 27: Chapter 27 - The Missing Element
Chapter 26: Chapter 26 - Yesteryear (I)
Chapter 25: Chapter 25 - Back Home
Chapter 24: Chapter 24 - Future Plans
Chapter 23: Chapter 23 - Radiant Dragon Spear
Chapter 22: Chapter 22 - Friends in Strange Places
Chapter 21: Chapter 21 - City of Mercenaries
Chapter 20: Chapter 20 - Fury of Shame
Chapter 19: Chapter 19 - Flames of the Cold Cave
Chapter 18: Chapter 18 - Tide of Darkness
Chapter 17: Chapter 17 - Bitter Struggle
Chapter 16: Chapter 16 - Death's Shadow
Chapter 15: Chapter 15 - First Evolution
Chapter 14: Chapter 14 - In the Belly of the Beast
Chapter 13: Chapter 13 - Endo Clan
Chapter 12: Chapter 12 - Devil's Domain
Chapter 11: Chapter 11 - One of their Own
Chapter 10: Chapter 10 - Shrewd Plans
Chapter 9: Chapter 9 - Hidden Powers
Chapter 8: Chapter 8 - A Bastard Demon
Chapter 7: Chapter 7 - Umbra Mountain Range
Chapter 6: Chapter 6 - Primal Spirits
Chapter 5: Chapter 5 - Apparently a Cultivator
Chapter 4: Chapter 4 - A Queer Bastard
Chapter 3: Chapter 3 - Absorbing Knowledge
Chapter 2: Chapter 2 - Foundation
Chapter 1: Chapter 1 - Apprenticed
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