Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 1581 – Cracks
In the Purple Guest Palace, Isabella arrived here faster than anyone else while carrying Davis’s unmoving body in her arms. Her trembling did not stop, except it wasn’t one of trepidation but one of hopeful joy.
She hurriedly scuttled through the hallways and arrived at Davis’s garden, pushing the door open while almost accidentally destroying it.
"Master!~"
A childish voice echoed from the life-attributed tree, causing Isabella to become more hopeful. She arrived before the tree and summoned a bed from her spatial ring, laying him down in a gentle manner.
"Master...?"
The tree’s voice echoed again, but this time, it could be seen that it sensed that Davis wasn’t his usual self.
"You... can you heal him?"
Isabella asked with a hopeful gaze while biting her lips, knowing that she was asking too much to this juvenile spirit.
Indeed, in these few days, Davis managed to make it grow into a five-meter tall tree, nurturing its own fruits, one of them even looking ripe, ready to consume.
"I... I don’t know..."
Came the voice from the sorrowful voice from the tree, causing Isabella’s heart to sink.
*Whoosh!~*
The others also simultaneously arrived at this moment, looking at Isabella communicate with the life-attributed tree and appear dejected.
"What are you going to do, Isabella?"
Evelynn strode forwards, her eyes clouded with tears as she asked, "You do know that the one who eats that viridian fruit will truly die and enter reincarnation, right? Don’t tell me you’re about to-"
"No..." Isabella shook her head, "I just held a faint hope that the tree would know the answer. If not, I can use its life aura as Davis stated to keep his vitality stable."
Evelynn bit her lips.
Was that the only thing they were capable of doing at the moment?
She turned to look at the viridian fruit, wondering if she should attempt to feed Davis.
However, his soul sea collapsed, and his soul wasn’t present as far as their senses could find out.
How was this fruit even going to help Davis enter the reincarnation cycle and later help him recall his memories if there is no soul to inscribe its profoundness? Or could it be that his soul was so weak that they couldn’t sense it?
She didn’t know.
No one knew.
First of all, was he even alive after losing his soul sea?
If he was, then if they accidentally caused him to die by making him consume the fruit, then there would be no medicine for regret.
"Daughter-in-law, please take care of my son. I believe you too..."
With a stiff expression, he walked out of place at a fast pace, looking as if he wanted to console and prevent Claire from making any rash decisions.
Before long, they left, leaving a heavy atmosphere brewing with the women crying for their man. The others also wanted to know the results, like Diana, Edward, and Tia, but Edgar took them away, wanting to leave Davis’s wives alone with him.
Chances were... Davis was truly dead, and even if he was alive, on a man’s deathbed, he should be surrounded by his wives and children, the family that he chose to make.
At least, he wanted them to have some time to accept the reality.
People left, leaving Evelynn, Natalya, Isabella, Fiora, Sophie, Niera, Mo Mingzhi, and the still fainted Tina Roxley to stay. Their eyes were full of tears, wishing for Davis to recover, but there was nothing they could do.
They could try to use the fruit, but what if that ended in a mishap?
No one had the guts to even try using it, and according to Isabella, his heart was still beating even though they couldn’t feel the presence of his soul. They didn’t want to be hasty, only to end up truly losing him.
*Crack!~*
At this moment, a sharp sound echoed across the room, causing all of their heads to turn as their gazes fell on the dark cocoon.
"...!?"
Their eyes widened as they saw a tiny crack form on it.
*Crack!~*
Another tiny crack formed on the dark cocoon before it began to spread. A small hole broke, and a dark paw could be seen stretching out from inside when a burst of ominous aura could be felt!
"....!?"
Evelynn and Isabella visibly flinched as they stood straight while Natalya and the others who stood nearby the cocoon hurriedly retreated.
That dark paw struggled for a moment before more cracks appeared on the cocoon when a section of it broke off, and a wolf with dark purple fur with black stripes walked out.
It wasn’t certainly a brisk walk, but one of limping as the wolf strode forward. However, due to the hazy pitch-black aura covering the wolf, they could see little of its expression, making Isabella bite her lips in reluctance as tears emerged again.
Did she need to put Nadia down, the magical beast wolf whom her beloved loved?
He did warn her about Nadia’s possible changes, and one of those possibilities meant that she could go berserk, unable to even identify herself.
But why? Why now?
Isabella’s heart clenched in pain. Clearly, Nadia didn’t seem too stable!
However, Nadia suddenly stopped.
The pitch-black aura faded from her head, revealing her eyes that shone with a dark purple glint before tears shed from her eyes.
"Master is dead?"
Her melodious voice resounded with grief, causing the others to beam and rejoice.
"Nadia!"