Chapter 117 - Purple King Pythia

He continued to advance step by step from the entrance of the cave again, and with each step he took, many hissing sounds were heard from the surroundings. Accompanied by these hissing, the black snakes that had formed a large group, which was the real reason why the cave entrance was dark, moved very quickly from side to side, opening a much brighter and safer way to advance towards Asil.

The reason why Asil wanted to go down this road full of venomous snakes and acted so relaxed after his involuntary reaction on his first step towards the entrance of the cave was the Eight Colored Lily of Solitude naturally present in his soul. Because of the poisonous creatures' very sensitive nature to venom, the snakes instantly gave up fighting and surrendered. If their intelligence levels were higher, perhaps they wouldn't have given up on a battle that they could have won quite easily, considering that they had strength advantages apart from their number advantage, just because their feelings told them they couldn't win. But since that was not the case, Asil had moved forward, relying on the presence of the Eight Colored Lily of Solitude, and entered the cave just as he had thought.

The corridor inside the cave was about ten meters wide and was surprisingly bright. As Asil continued to advance, every snake that stood in his way, without exception, stepped aside, making way for him.

When Icnamro was describing this cave path to him, she had said that this one aisled path was only written in the tribe's ancient inscriptions and that it would take at least twenty minutes to reach the tomb. Therefore, Asil thought that the straight road he was currently on would take a long time and eventually he would reach the tomb.

However, after only a few minutes of progress, he stopped his advance due to the sudden warmth in his chest, involuntarily glanced at his chest, and instantly understood the reason for the heat. The source of the warmth was the necklace on his chest, given to him months ago by the skinny man named Nukro!

Before Asil could even understand what was happening, the necklace in which Sirius was sealed suddenly began to vibrate violently, and after a few seconds of shaking, a gray column of light emerged from the necklace, advancing towards the wall to Asil's left. The moment this pillar of light touched the wall, it completely disappeared. However, while Asil could not understand what was going on, this time his surroundings started to shake slightly.

After a few seconds of shaking, everything was back to normal except the Octagram, which was consisted of two interlocking squares that appeared on the wall where the gray column of light had touched and contained symbols that seemed to be written in an ancient language. Neither Asil's necklace was trembling or hot like before, nor was it shaking around!

Asil looked around, then towards the wall with the Octagram above it, and moved towards it. When he got to the Octagram, he slowly raised his left hand and curiously brought it closer to the wall. The movement of his hand was quite slow, and this slowness made him feel even more surprised the moment his hand touched the part of the wall. Because his hand, which should normally have touched the wall, caused the part he touched to scatter as if it were a light cloud, and his hand continued to move through the wall!

Asil withdrew his hand and examined the wall. There was a gap in the part of the wall that he had touched with his hand. But this emptiness had returned to its original state as soon as he had withdrawn his hand as if what had just happened had not been real!

The sudden events had caused Asil to completely forget what he had just wanted to do. Not a single thought crossed his mind right now that he had to walk down the corridor to get to the tomb. The thoughts that occupy your mind right now; The reason why the necklace he was wearing gave such a reaction was about the Octagram that appeared on the wall and what could be at the end of the different corridor that she saw when he looked inside the hole formed when she put her hand on the wall.

With so many questions still in his mind, Asil took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and stepped towards the wall with the Octagram on it. With his first step, his right foot, and with his second step, his whole body passed through the cloud soft wall and reached the corridor behind it. Immediately after he passed, the large hole in the wall closed instantly. As the curiosity in his heart engulfed his entire body, Asil glanced briefly at the corridor in front of him and then began to move forward at a much faster pace than before.

As Asil advanced rapidly, within a few breaths of time he entered a large stone hall. Inside this hall, there was nothing but a human statue, the size of a normal man, located right in the middle. As Asil entered the hall, he paused in his steps and after examining his surroundings and making sure that nothing really happened, glanced around at the male statue.

Carrying neither a weapon nor a shield, this male statue had an average body and looked completely normal. Except for the faint purple glow on his left palm, which was slightly above his belly and facing upwards, and the rectangular rock on which the statue was resting, the statue was not conspicuous.

Asil walked slowly and carefully towards the statue. With each step, his heart tightened for no reason and he had trouble breathing. After taking a few steps, he could clearly read the inscriptions on the rectangular pedestal below the statue:

"Founder of the King System, Pythia the Oracle!"

As soon as Asil read the inscription, he understood for whom this male statue was made. Although he did not know what 'King System' meant, he had heard the name 'Pythia' and learned that he was an oracle.

After learning this fact, Asil respectfully greeted the statue and when he came to the statue, he saw the small purple bottle the size of an index finger, which was the reason for the shine on his left palm. Wondering what this bottle was, Asil slowly extended his hand and touched it. However, just at that moment, a sudden wind blew in the hall he was in, and right after this wind, a gentle male voice filtered into Asil's ears.

"Welcome, young man! May I ask what you're doing here?"

Asil quickly turned around after the sudden sound behind him and looked at the source of the sound. As soon as he turned around, his eyes widened in surprise at the silhouette of a person he saw. The silhouette of the person before his eyes now had an imaginary appearance, and his appearance was just like the statue inside the hall. Between the statue and this human silhouette; There was no difference except that his eyes were purple in color and looked lively!

Asil struggled to suppress his surprise and said: "Se... Senior... My name is Asil!! Asil... Mirza! I'm sorry if I committed a misdemeanor by entering here!"

While Ricard was speaking, although the man in front of him had a gentle voice and polite appearance, he spoke timidly because of the prevailing atmosphere around him. The feeling he gave was not as strong as he felt when he first met Sirius. However, it was an undeniable fact that he was unquestionably dominant!

"You don't need to be excited or worried. If you got in here, then you deserve to be here. Since you introduced yourself by saying your own name, then it would be very rude of me if I didn't introduce myself. My name is Pythia Delphi. I don't think you really know what it means, but I'm also called the 'Purple King'..."

The man named Pythia paused for a moment as he spoke, and then smiled faintly, as if he had come across something interesting. "Very interesting! Someone on this plane has the auras of both the Black King Sirius and the Gray King Uranus on it. Since the King System started with me and I am the Purple King, I can feel it a little bit. Young man, if you don't mind, can I have a look at your memories?"

Pythia looked at Asil's face curiously and, noticing the concealed concern on his face, added: "You don't have to worry. I will not harm you. If it's going to be a problem for you, you can refuse my request as you please."

Asil hesitated for a moment, but heeded his instincts and accepted Pythia's offer with a nod.

After his offer was accepted, Pythia took a slight step forward and suddenly appeared next to Asil. Then he slowly lifted his left hand and touched the middle of Asil's eyebrows with his index finger.

The moment Pythia's finger touched Asil's forehead, a faint purple glow radiated.

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