Chapter 854 Questions

Wain stared at Virion's soul for some time before he walked over and touched it. He could have absorbed this soul to gain a great deal of energy, it would have helped him greatly to recover from such a long battle, but he was not about to do so.

"Maybe the other races are right about something... If you think about it, the fact that humans devour souls instead of purifying them looks pretty awful, but we are what we are, aren't we?" Wain uttered before sending a pulse of energy through his arm.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

The soul trembled, gradually growing larger until it exploded. Wain didn't destroy the soul, he just split it into hundreds of strands of energy, which spread out like streams all over the world. Even those who were hundreds of kilometers away from the shining tree saw this as energetically the streams looked like shooting stars.

"Well, well, now I actually believe he's back..." Ezrin muttered sitting on top of the glowing island. He looked up at the sky with a dazed look like everyone else. "Agh... Nameless King turned out to be alive, I knew that fate could not affect him, but he cheated even death. Hah, doesn't that mean that in this he surpassed even Alucard?"

"Master, isn't Alucard absolutely immortal? I mean... it's possible to defeat him, but definitely impossible to kill him." The angel with the massive black wings asked in a polite voice while darkness flowed down from them with a powerful aura.

"That's true, but the point is that Alucard can't die, so if someone could somehow kill him, he wouldn't come back to life, but Nameless King could. Send someone to him, I want him to know that the Angels have a new Progenitor and I want to be allied with the strongest being in history." Ezrin smirked before he stood up.

He looked around, crossed his arms over his chest, and said, "I'm sure he still has a lot of work to do as well as we do. We have to make the Angel Society the best version of it ever was."

The Angels' eyes went wide as they were shocked by his words, or rather by his attitude. Everyone knew that in the first Great War, the Angels had been one of the opponents of the Nameless King, so Ezrin's decision completely changed the relationship between their races, of course, if the Nameless King agreed to accept the offer.

"As you wish. I will go now." The angel with the black wings leaned in with his palm against his chest before disappearing in a dark flash.

Ezrin, Alucard, and Gael were not the only Progenitors for whom the appearance of the Nameless King was the most important event of the last few hundred years. Not all of them were happy about it, especially those who, for whatever reason, defected to the Arkans during that time.

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After Wain divided Virion's soul into energy streams he sat down on one of the wrecks and closed his eyes.

'Now it's time for me to talk to you, isn't it?' Wain asked as his mind moved to his Soul Temple. Here were all the forms that now had complex expressions on their faces.

'Yeah... We have plenty of time.' The Abyss Artist nodded slightly as a sly smile appeared on his face.

Wain sighed, 'I don't understand something. If your entities are here it means I was able to save you, I took the poison out of your souls, but then why haven't you found me yet? I mean, your real bodies, not these blobs of energy that are here.'

Wain knew that the Blind Sorcerer was capable of dividing his own or others' souls into several parts, but usually, this spell was not necessary as it could only be needed in a specific situation.

Everyone was silent until Blind Sorcerer decided to answer his question, "The whole point is that we underestimated how dangerous the energy of the ruler of the Arkan World really was."

"Hmm? What are you talking about?" Wain frowned as he sensed it was something bad.

"That day you took all the harmful energy that was destroying our souls, so we were saved, however, it took us a long time to recover all the lost energy." Blind Sorcerer said quietly with a shrug.

"And...? This was planned from the beginning. Even if more damage was done to your souls than we thought, it should have taken you a maximum of three hundred years to recover, the absolute limit. In that case, where are you? What happened?" Wain's eyes grew cold as his aura intensified. He wasn't one to like having his plans go awry, especially ones this important.

"Well, you shouldn't be angry." Code of Light and Darkness suddenly said with a smirk on his face, "The answer is simple, our souls have fully recovered since 450 years ago, however, they were exposed to too much shock and sealed themselves from outside influence, in other words, we are asleep and cannot wake up."

Wain was silent for a while until he nodded with a meaningful look. He knew it was true as there was no point in them deceiving him, so Wain simply accepted the situation as it was.

"I see... It makes sense, we couldn't assume that since we were the first ones to survive the battle with him at all... Damn... even in the best situation there is something bad, isn't there?" Wain muttered thoughtfully, "Then where are you? How do I wake you up?"

"That's a good question." Blind Sorcerer smiled and with a slight nod said, "You've been to this place before, it is in Humans World."

Wain's eyes went wide as he immediately remembered the places on the edge of the world where the six seals with unique marks were located.

'Aurora couldn't unlock them... Hah, it all falls into place now, though... Wait, the seals were six, not seven...' Wain wondered as he looked at the Abyss Artist.