A rare magical miracle in the world-Chapter 745 - 423 Noahyak (Seeking Monthly Pass)
Chapter 745: Chapter 423 Noahyak (Seeking Monthly Pass)
The stolen thing…
Uncle has not been able to forget the experience from twenty years ago to this day; it was simply a nightmare.
What was taken from him?
For many people, it might not be something important, but for Saros, it was truly a treasured possession.
The Supreme Miracle took away Uncle’s descendants, meaning, he would never have his own children.
Uncle was still a man, of course, able to have women, and those abilities had not changed.
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But no matter what, no matter how Uncle tried, he would not have offspring.
‘What a joke!’
With Uncle’s wisdom, he quickly guessed what the curse had taken; he couldn’t believe such a thing could happen.
Would the majestic Miracle be so despicable?
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If you even took Uncle’s life, he wouldn’t frown, for as a hero, Uncle had long been prepared to lose his life at any time.
But what was this petty act?
At first, Uncle didn’t think the mere issue of offspring could obstruct his ambitious strides, but not even he realized how much he liked children.
The weakness of the People of Yatun was not swords or life and death, but loneliness.
Every person of Yatun was afraid of being alone; even someone as strong as Uncle was no exception.
Being unable to have descendants, unable to establish a family, this was too cruel for Uncle.
Back then, Uncle suffered, struggled, and tried to fight back, but the results were invariably failures in the end.
“It’s been almost 20 years.”
Uncle walked in this purely white world, moving forward until he came to a sci-fi-style circular iron door.
The past had become a memory, and Uncle had already found his place.
‘You won’t get what you want, because what you can get is much better than you can imagine.’
These were the words of comfort from young Alaya that were truly realized now because Uncle had indeed found treasures beyond his imagination.
“Zzzt.”
The door opened, and Uncle looked ahead to see an enormous laboratory and there, a figure was waiting for his arrival.
“Greetings, wise man from a distant land, welcome to my world.”
This was a man in his late twenties with short white hair, wearing a lab coat: “Let me introduce myself, my name is Noahyak, an Olavin.”
“But according to your understanding, my homeland, the Olavin world, should be called ‘Electronic Frontier’.”
The existence of the other party was very special; although the Electronic Frontier existed in Miracle World, it was not mainstream after all.
Not to mention the person in front of him, he could actually hide in the Flood, conceal himself beneath a wisdom almost no one could touch; this power was simply unthinkable.
“Noahyak?”
Uncle frowned slightly: “Who are you, and why have you called me here?”
The old man was always composed; he trusted his judgment, believing that the other party had expended such great effort, using Great Power to connect with him surely wasn’t that simple.
“I know you have many questions, but I am sorry.”
Noahyak raised his hand, and the entire laboratory seemed to encounter a glitch, then a blur: “This is only an image I have transmitted. The Flood is a great power; even I struggle to appreciate a fraction of it. To be able to convey this information to you is already the limit of my ability.”
“So, please let me finish what I am saying, and then judge for yourself whether my words are credible.”
“What do you want to say?”
Knowing full well that the other party was just an image, Uncle still asked.
“A piece of history, buried in dust.”
Noahyak said, “About 3 million years ago, this world witnessed a catastrophe unimaginable, and because the stage of that catastrophe was called ‘Elebergen,’ we refer to it as the Battle of Elebergen.”
The Battle of Elebergen!
Uncle thought of what the Heroic Spirits had mentioned before. Now, with the wisdom granted by the Flood, many things that were once unclear to him were as if he had always known them, crystal clear.
“What exactly was it?”
Uncle murmured to himself, “The Heroic Spirits buried in Avalon kept mentioning it, and now, even this person hidden in the Flood…”
“It is history, but also a deception.”
Noahyak said, “I once led the Oravin People into the war, to change certain things, and to gain some benefits, but the result left me filled with regret to this day.”
Next, Noahyak showed Uncle a world unlike any other, his homeland, which he called the ‘Electronic Frontier.’
Although the details were few, even the tip of the iceberg was enough to shock Uncle.
However, even the powerful Electronic Frontier fell at that place called Elebergen.
“My family, my companions, and my students,” Noahyak, leaning against the experimental table, his eyes full of regret and desolation, “they all lost their lives because of my wrong choice.”
“Because of her.”
“Her?”
Uncle caught the key word in Noahyak’s speech: “Who?”
“In our quest for truth, we tried countless possibilities, including sending friendly signals into the unknown,” Noahyak said. “And then, one day, an entity similar to you made contact with me.”
“She was incredibly intelligent and possessed transcendent personal charm. As a seeker of knowledge, I communicated with her again and again.”
“Although we never met face to face, this method of communication across distances filled me with joy.”
Hearing Noahyak speak this far, Uncle had a hunch about the identity of the ‘she’ in Noahyak’s words: “She called herself the Queen of Gudaen, the Creation Goddess of Elebergen, Isafeya.”
“She came with friendliness and, over countless years, often helped me solve difficult problems.”
“As a seeker of knowledge, I was lonely and at times burdened by knowledge.”
Noahyak said, “She was like a friend living in a foreign land, a confidant.”
At that time, Noahyak saw the Queen as a comrade with shared ideals, and much like many online friendships, Noahyak began to share his daily troubles with her, shrugging off his concerns.
“But I have to admit.”
Noahyak said, “We people of Oravin couldn’t see through people’s hearts, especially those with hidden agendas, which were our natural nemesis.”
Long-term contact and open communication with each other made Noahyak increasingly trust Isefia.
And then, the Queen showed her fangs: ‘My country has encountered an unprecedented enemy, and we are in a moment of crisis. I ask you, my friend, I seek your help, in the hope that the noble and powerful Oravin People can assist me and help me drive out the invaders.’
Noahyak was naive. He easily believed the Queen’s lies and, along with his students and companions, as well as countless creations, he headed to Elebergen under the Queen’s guidance and participated in that world war akin to a disaster.
