Chapter 1249 Titanic Ship
Sunny, grappling with the implications of their world being synthetic, questions the distinction between actuality and fabrication. Dismissing existential musings for practicality, he acknowledges their speedy job: journey downstream, discover the sybil, and conquer the Seed. Nonetheless, the Nice River is way from protected. The azure serpent, its dorsal fin slicing by the water, circles the titanic turtle’s corpse, a formidable impediment.
Sunny turns to Nephis, a darkish expression on his face. “Neph… do you assume we are able to kill this factor?” he asks. Nephis, surprisingly sober, acknowledges the close to impossibility, “It’s… not inconceivable.” She particulars the widening energy hole between ranks, emphasizing the serpent’s benefit within the water, weakening her Side. Regardless of the grim outlook, Sunny, ever the schemer, counters, “I wager I can nonetheless kill it, although.” He believes their mixed energy, his Shadows, and their crafty ways can overcome the seemingly insurmountable odds in opposition to the unintelligent beast.
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Nephis, nevertheless, provides a glimmer of hope, suggesting, “Possibly… however possibly we received’t have to gamble with our lives. There may not be a have to battle it in any respect.” They linger, considering a potential path of avoidance, leaving the reader questioning how they may navigate the perilous Nice River and attain their vacation spot.
Chapter 1250 Dying of a Hero
Nephis, a faint smile gracing her lips, recounts to Sunny the tragic fantasy of Heracles, a hero each a god and a forsaken shadow within the underworld. She reveals how this story ignited her early disdain for authority, deeming the gods hypocritical for discarding Heracles’ human essence. “I all the time thought that it was very unfair,” she admits, revealing a lifelong skepticism towards figures of energy.
Sunny, amused, factors out the irony of her personal elevated standing. “You’re a nice determine of authority your self now,” he says, noting her position as Girl Altering Star. Nephis, unfazed, responds, “People are contradictory creatures,” justifying her personal perceived hypocrisy by acknowledging humanity’s inherent inconsistencies. This rationalization hints at a deeper understanding of individuals, born not from motive however from acceptance of their irrational nature.
Sunny, intrigued, counters with a smirk, “As a result of, let me inform you… I used to be a really unreasonable little one.” The alternate hints at a shared understanding of the world’s complexities and the failings inside those that search to manipulate it, leaving the reader to ponder how these insights will form their upcoming confrontation with the Seed.
Chapter 1251 Impolite Awakening
Sunny’s peaceable slumber, guarded by Nightmare, shatters violently. He’s thrown about because the world tilts and quakes, sharp rocks chopping into his pores and skin. The Sin of Solace seems, its annoying voice chirping, “Good morning. Rise and shine!” Sunny, aggravated, ignores it, focuses and joins Nephis, who stands on the fringe of the fissure, observing the turbulent river under.
The Nice River, as soon as cleansed of blood, now churns with an much more vivid crimson hue. Nephis factors to the supply of the commotion, a churning mass under. The black turtle carcass trembles after which, with a disturbing sound, the azure serpent rises from the water. Its cloudy eyes repair on them with malice, its scales stained with blood.
Clenched in its jaws is a large chunk of crimson, bleeding meat—the turtle’s flesh. It’s then Nephis matter-of-factly states, “It’s consuming the turtle.” Sunny replies with a wierd expression “Yeah. I’ve observed.” The pair witnesses the monstrous serpent consuming the slain Nice Monster, its jade fangs effortlessly slicing by the powerful meat that had confirmed so difficult for Sunny. It feasts, all of the whereas by no means breaking eye contact with the pair of them.
Chapter 1252 Voyage, Voyage
The preliminary dread of witnessing the azure serpent feasting on the Black Turtle’s carcass progressively fades into boredom for Sunny and Nephis. The sheer measurement of the turtle makes the spectacle drag on, as even the big serpent can barely make a dent in its meal. Ultimately, they discover themselves sitting aspect by aspect, observing the Nice River. Sunny, clad in black silk, stands in stark distinction to Nephis in her white and crimson tunic. To any bizarre human, they seem as deities resting on the shell of the Nice Monster, having fun with the surroundings.
Sunny’s ideas, nevertheless, are removed from divine. He’s struck by the incongruity of their scenario. “What the hell. We appear to be we’re having fun with a luxurious cruise…” he muses, remembering a dialog about historic traditions with Rain. The floating turtle carcass resembles a ship, giant sufficient to be an island, and the view is breathtaking. The one disruption is the serpent’s bloody snout sometimes surfacing. Regardless of the dire circumstances, a wierd contentment washes over Sunny.
Sensing his uncommon temper, Nephis inquires, “You… have that humorous look in your eyes…” Sunny, a little bit embarrassed, explains that the scenario is bizarrely peaceable. “We’re on high of a useless Nice Monster and there’s a Nice Beast slowly devouring that monster because it waits for an opportunity to munch on our souls, and but… there’s nothing to do?” He remarks, discovering humor within the absurdity of their predicament. Nephis, after a pause, stares on the black expanse of the Black Turtle’s shell, her expression unreadable.
Chapter 1253 Parade Of Shadows
After a interval of relaxation, Sunny and Nephis separate; Nephis delves into the Recollections transferred by Sir Gilead, whereas Sunny stays on the moss-covered shell, considering their subsequent transfer. He deploys his 5 shadows to scout the darkish island, the shell of the Black Turtle, now a desolate panorama of weathered rock, moss, and tarnished armor. Nonetheless, it’s the deep fissures crisscrossing the shell that really seize Sunny’s consideration. He realizes they aren’t pure formations however scars from battles in opposition to unknown enemies, leaving him to think about the terrifying energy of creatures able to marring the Black Turtle’s impervious carapace. A wave of gloom washes over him as the great thing about this dreamlike world seems like a harmful facade. “Lovely issues are essentially the most harmful,” he thinks, shaken by the conclusion.
He summons Onyx Saint, Nightmare, and Ravenous Fiend from the shadows, learning them with a vital eye. Saint stays stoic, whereas Nightmare glares on the circling serpent, his eyes burning with fury. Imp shifts nervously underneath Sunny’s gaze. Sunny is aware of Nightmare, near unlocking his Terror Skill, possesses nice potential, however Saint’s energy, already immense, is tough to reinforce additional. Leveling her up would require a virtually unattainable quantity of Recollections. “There was one factor Sunny might do proper now, although…”
Turning his consideration to Saint, Sunny sends Morgan’s Warbow and the Stifled Scream to her, providing the highly effective weapons to his most trusted Shadow and making ready for what lies forward.
Chapter 1254 Again To Fundamentals
With Onyx Saint guarding, Nightmare lurking, and Imp feasting, Sunny finds himself surprisingly idle underneath the seven suns. He seeks out Nephis, discovering her engrossed in a sleek sword apply. “Neph’s swordsmanship was lovely. And he or she was lovely, too,” he thinks, captivated by the sight. He watches her apply in silence, forgetting his unique intent till he lastly breaks the reverie. “Hey,” he says. After sharing the Infinite Spring, Sunny suggests augmenting Onyx Saint with their mixed Elements, believing her enhanced energy may very well be essential in opposition to the azure serpent.
They each know that Nephis can share her flames with the shadows. “Sure… that appears like a good suggestion,” Nephis agrees. Regardless of Saint’s incapability to swim within the Nice River, the potential energy enhance is just too important to disregard. Sunny displays on how a lot their powers have advanced, particularly Nephis’s, as they talk about pushing Saint to the extent of a Supreme creature.
Leaning again to benefit from the breeze, Nephis seems peaceable and content material. After watching her for just a few moments, Sunny remarks, “Your swordsmanship has modified.” He notices the paranormal high quality now woven into her actions, a testomony to her progress and transformation.
Chapter 1255 Dancing Spirits
Nephis nods, a faint smile gracing her face, and invitations Sunny to spar, elevating her sword. He summons the Sin of Solace, but a clumsy pause hangs within the air. Sunny scratches his head, realizing the issue: they’ve each outgrown their weapons. “That… isn’t going to work, is it?” he asks. Nephis, showing uncharacteristically sheepish, appears to agree. Sunny finds her show of emotion unexpectedly endearing.
The hazard of damaging Nephis or her Saint-level longsword with the Sin of Solace is just too nice. Her sword spirit, with a sinister smile, assures them will probably be mild, however Sunny stays unconvinced. He dismisses the jade sword and, after a second of thought, conjures two shadowy swords – a fearsome odachi for himself and a sublime longsword for Nephis. Creating the longsword is trickier, requiring consideration to weight, steadiness, and suppleness. Sunny’s information of blacksmithing, acquired throughout his Dream Realm exile, proves helpful.
He manipulates the shadows, altering their density to imitate metal, drawing upon his enhanced mastery of Shadow Manifestation from Shadow Incarnation. Nephis dismisses her unique sword and assessments the shadow weapon. “That works,” she says, happy with the end result. Sunny, suppressing a proud smile, raises his odachi. “Let’s start, then.” He relishes the sensation of wielding a blade once more, paying homage to his coaching on the Forgotten Shore and his days as Mongrel within the Dreamscape.
Chapter 1256 Reaching for the Stars
Because the seven suns sink into the Nice River, Sunny and Nephis retreat into their acquainted fissure, their bellies full from ration packs. With Saint standing guard and Nightmare watching over their desires, they lastly succumb to a satisfying fatigue. After a protracted day of coaching, Sunny displays on the distinction between them, although he nonetheless finds himself missing. He feels a newfound horizon and route, a path to succeed in for the celebrities.
Sunny realizes he possesses extra uncooked energy than Nephis, because of his Devils and Terror, though she is the higher fighter. The belief evokes solely a muted response inside him, for there was a time changing into extra highly effective than Nephis was all he ever thought of. He feels safe of their bond, understanding she wouldn’t exploit it, though he believes he might deal with it if she did.
Cozy within the darkness, Sunny breaks the silence: “Hey, Neph… are you asleep but?” A pause, then a tender, “No.” He grins, hidden within the shadows, earlier than asking “…How is the sleeping bag? Is it heat?” Nephis responds calmly, “Sure, I’m heat. It’s of top of the range.” Sunny sighs, his playful temper faltering. She is “too thick to be teased.” Nephis then provides: “Oh… would you like me handy it over? It’s your sleeping bag… it could solely be proper for the proprietor to make use of it…”
Chapter 1257 Within the Darkness
Nephis, responding to Sunny’s query, begins to unveil a fraction of her forgotten previous, her voice echoing softly within the fissure. She speaks of a time after a battle between the Demon of Future and the Goddess of the Black Skies however earlier than Hope’s escape and the daemon rebel. It’s a time when she was a faulty Stone Saint, discarded and alone on a mountain of damaged statues, amidst a “true darkness” beneath the Hole Mountains.
She explains that this darkness is the blood of a horrible creature slain by the gods on the daybreak of time. The Hole Mountains, a scar left by the creature’s loss of life, maintain the reservoirs of this darkness. Nether, the previous chief who as soon as waged struggle on Storm God, made his residence there. His military and his kids, the Stone Saints, reside within the mountains and under, respectively, alongside creatures dwelling at nighttime abyss.
Sunny frowns, shocked, and asks, “Wait… Nether waged struggle on Storm God? On his personal, earlier than the rebel?” A pale smile touches Nephis’s lips as she confirms Nether’s private struggle in opposition to Storm God, fueled by resentment. The struggle resulted in defeat, main Nether to the Underworld, the place he grew to become obsessive about creating the Stone Saints, a race born from loneliness or maybe from a defiant problem to the gods. “He will need to have been lonely and heartbroken,” she murmurs, “to create a complete race of residing beings simply to maintain him firm…” However failure haunted him, previous his final success.
Chapter 1258 Final Gentle
Nephis somberly describes how she tried to instill need within the forsaken, igniting a craving for a greater, safer life. “All I needed to do was instill a need within the forsaken…As a result of we couldn’t survive alone, however we might survive collectively.” She gathered them and constructed a village with tall partitions and stone homes, a sanctuary the place they may defend themselves. For a time, life was good; she was appreciated and valued, her mild a beacon within the darkness.
However the haven turns right into a nightmare as villagers start to fade. Quickly mutilated corpses seem, mocking the survivors. Defenses fail, sorcery proves ineffective, and no assist arrives. Nephis realizes she hadn’t created a sanctuary, however “merely set the desk for the creature of darkness.” The village collapses, and survivors flee, assembly their demise. Solely Nephis and her first companion stay, barricading themselves within the village corridor, however the creature nonetheless got here. “I didn’t see it enter, however I might really feel that the darkness round us was abruptly alive.”
Sunny asks how she defeated it, however Nephis shakes her head. She confesses, “I… didn’t.” Recognizing the impossibility of victory, she spoke to the creature, desperately making an attempt to appease, persuade, and even beg. She felt it watching, listening, surrounding her. A chilling silence follows, heavy with the load of her previous trauma, as Nephis shivers and lets out a heavy sigh.
Chapter 1259 Pristine Soul
One other tremor rocks the darkish island, however Sunny, reassured by Saint’s unwavering vigil above the fissure, revels in a second of peace, noting, “Life was nice.” He observes Nephis stretching close by, haunted by the fragility in her voice as she recounted her Second Nightmare. Sunny muses on the stark distinction between Nephis’s trials and his personal, realizing her battle wasn’t about battling highly effective foes, however about enduring profound private sacrifice, the Spell cruelly focusing on her pleasure and energy.
He wonders how the Spell appraised Nephis’s actions, suspecting that her unintended transformation of the creature of darkness – infecting it with a “eager for mild” – is perhaps deemed a miraculous feat, no matter her personal notion of failure. The implications of fixing even a sliver of an abyssal being’s coronary heart reverberate by Sunny’s ideas. Regardless of the potential for the Spell’s satisfaction, Sunny understands that Nephis sees solely a bitter, irredeemable defeat.
Sunny sighs, acknowledging Nephis’s newfound resolve to destroy the Spell and the Sovereigns, regardless of her outward calm. Pondering their shared journey, Sunny worries about her future, questioning, “simply what am I going to do together with her?” He eyes her, considering the enigmatic description of her Side, the Gentle Bringer, and the mysteries that also lie forward.
Chapter 1260 Leisure Cruise
Time drifts by as Sunny and Nephis take pleasure in an surprising respite aboard the corpse of the Black Turtle, pulled by time by the Nice River. The Azure Serpent patiently circles the darkish island, consuming the Nice Monster and watching the pair. Nephis and Sunny spend their days resting, coaching, and speaking. Nephis practices swordsmanship, usually enlisting Saint as a sparring companion, whereas Sunny dedicates himself to unraveling the enigma of the Key of the Estuary, meticulously learning “every thread of its somber tapestry,” hoping to unlock its secrets and techniques.
When his head aches from learning the black weave, Sunny sits close to the slopes, observing the Azure Serpent and memorizing “its each scale, scar, and motion,” making ready for the inevitable battle to return. Imp, in the meantime, gorges himself on the Black Turtle’s silver bands, totally delighted by his sluggish however regular progress. The Sin of Solace continues to shadow Sunny, its snide remarks slowly driving him mad and creating awkward moments with Nephis.
Every evening, Nightmare provides new desires to his unseen military, fed by the lingering fears of Sunny and Nephis, or maybe by the very nature of the Tomb of Ariel itself – a desolate and dread-filled land. Regardless of the unsettling environment, they diligently scan the northern horizon, hoping to glimpse land, however discover solely “an infinite expanse of flowing water,” leaving their future unsure.
Chapter 1261 A Butterfly Flapping Its Wings
A black dot seems within the sky, heading in direction of the darkish island, and Sunny’s instinct screams hazard, a chilling distinction to the hope he felt in the same scenario previously. “Crap,” he mutters, and a flurry of exercise erupts. He dismisses his Shadow Chair and dashes in direction of the island’s heart, mentally commanding Saint to cease sparring with Nephis. The tip of Nephis’ sword halts mere millimeters from Saint’s visor. Perplexed, Nephis sees Sunny waving and pointing on the sky and shortly takes motion.
Sunny then races to Imp, who lies on the bottom, blissfully rubbing his swollen stomach. “Rise up, buddy!” Sunny says, however the gluttonous fiend struggles to rise. Sunny hoists Imp onto his shoulder, astonished by the creature’s weight. He instructions shadows to strengthen his physique and continues operating, lastly tossing Imp into the deep fissure earlier than leaping in himself.
Nephis joins him, they usually press themselves in opposition to the slope, making an attempt to regular their respiratory. Saint, Fiend, and Nightmare are close by. A wonderful amphora stands earlier than them, supposed to masks their presence. Sunny sends one in every of his shadows to scout, understanding their hiding place could also be found. They brace themselves, unsure if the amphora will conceal them from the approaching menace.
Chapter 1262 A Shrimp Between Two Whales
Sunny describes the unfolding scene in a hushed voice. The monstrous butterfly has arrived, drawn by the scent of blood, meaning to feast on the Black Turtle’s corpse, a prize the Azure Serpent refuses to relinquish. Insanity burns within the Serpent’s eyes, a reckless insolence driving it to problem the much more highly effective monster. Is it pleasure, or is the Serpent reluctant to give up the 2 human souls burning with divinity to the stronger abomination? The butterfly unleashes a sonic wave, agitating the Nice River, whereas the Serpent roars in defiance, rising above the turbulent floor. “…I believe they will battle,” Sunny says, understanding their fates grasp within the steadiness.
Trapped on the darkish island, Sunny is aware of their survival hinges on the end result of this conflict. They’ll barely face a Nice Beast, and a Nice Monster is way extra dreadful. He realizes that he’s rooting for the acquainted Nice Beast, “wishing to swallow them complete” solely days earlier than. The butterfly then plunges from the sky, touchdown on the Black Turtle’s shell, shaking your entire island.
As one in every of Sunny’s shadows observes the six lengthy legs of the monster, Sunny can now see the butterfly coated in thick scales and white hairs. An advanced sample on its wings coalesces into a wierd picture. Overwhelmed with the understanding that he ought to by no means take a look at the sample, Sunny instructions his shadow to look away. “Sunny? What is going on?” Nephis asks. “They’re simply… gazing one another…” he responds, a shaky breath escaping his lips.
Chapter 1263 Sea of Blood
Sunny, Nephis, and Saint discover themselves on the violently shaking darkish island, all of the whereas the battle between the monstrous butterfly and the Azure Serpent rages. Nephis, pushed by the need to seek out meals, hatches a plan to steal a number of the Black Turtle’s meat. This perilous endeavor arises from the necessity to maintain themselves, with their possibilities of survival immediately tied to their energy. Sunny, initially exasperated by Nephis’s seemingly insatiable urge for food, nonetheless prepares to assist her. He thinks to himself, ‘Hungry… she’s hungry… hungry, is she?! Simply… simply what sin did I commit in my previous life to be cursed with all these gluttonous girls?!’
Scaling the fissure, they emerge onto the island’s floor, the tremors a relentless reminder of the battle beneath. They break right into a dash, aiming for the island’s edge the place the Black Turtle’s head floats within the crimson water. There, the Azure Serpent’s assault has created a gaping wound within the butterfly, providing a possible entry level for harvesting the meat. Sunny dismisses the Shroud of Nightfall, readying himself for the duty forward.
He summons the Nimble Catch and the Essence Pearl, having traded recollections for simply such an event. Nephis provides a easy “Oh.” as she acknowledges Sunny’s preparations. Sunny, nevertheless, notes his personal gaunt look. His physique, as soon as a lean metal wire, now appears excessively sculpted, revealing the toll the journey and up to date hunger has taken, a worrying signal that his physique will quickly eat itself.
