Sacred Souls: Genesis-Chapter 210 - 208 The Truth of the World (2nd Update)
Chapter 210 -208: The Truth of the World (2nd Update)
Chapter 210 -208: The Truth of the World (2nd Update)
The deepest part of the Biland Island ruins.
Here lay a long-forgotten relic, where seven enormous stone tablets stood at the heart of the ruins. The central one of the seven tablets had been completely destroyed, leaving only the base… The other six stone tablets were a massive thirty meters tall.
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Denghis Xisi knelt alone before the second stone tablet… He wiped the accumulated dust off the ground with his hands, revealing many ancient inscriptions that were even older than the existence of the world itself.
For years, he’d tried to decipher these texts, but so far, he had only managed to interpret a short phrase, which meant, “Although it was we who created the gods, why must we then obey their will?”
This phrase was not from the perspective of the gods, but that of the most ordinary of mortals.
Denghis Xisi believed that this phrase revealed the workings of this world. The gods did not exist by themselves… it was the faith that people placed in the gods that brought them into being.
But now, the gods that were nurtured within the belief of mortals could enslave them at will.
Denghis Xisi imagined the person who wrote this phrase must have been filled with indignation.
Now, Denghis Xisi found himself in the same predicament. As a sufferer of the Crystal Plague… he was not only hunted by the kings and armies of various countries but also by the gods of this world.
But the gods hadn’t managed to kill him because he had gained power from the Crystal Plague! The power to oppose the gods.
However, this power was still far too weak. Denghis Xisi needed to find a way to become stronger.
He placed his hand on the second stone tablet and listened quietly to the voice of the island… Soon, his arm began to mutate, vicious crystalline spurs tore through the flesh of his arm as it grew out, and Denghis Xisi’s pupils gradually turned into pale gold vertical slits.
He let out a painful, muffled groan… The screams gradually shifted from human cries to the roars of some beast.
But in the next second, Denghis Xisi suddenly released his arm from the stone tablet, the mutations on his body rapidly disappearing, with only the blood dripping on the ground telling him that the recent distortion of his body was no illusion.
“With my talent… am I still unable to maintain my true self completely?”
Denghis Xisi stood up from in front of the stone tablet, looking at his arm covered in blood.
The potential of a Magic Thief was not merely to mimic the abilities of others; their true power should be to emulate the very form of existence of others.
Denghis Xisi’s potential was not enough, and neither were his apprentices’, but his former student, Yelena… she possessed this potential.
As long as Yelena became a perfect Crystal being, then at least the creatures inhabiting the Spiritual Vein Forest would bow down to her.
“Instructor, it’s time to eat!” Denghis Xisi’s apprentice entered the ruin and called out to him.
“Aixin, is our food supply still sufficient?”
Denghis Xisi put on a clean set of clothes and followed his apprentice out of the depths of the ruins.
This ancient relic was divided into four layers in total; the defensive magic circuits and inscriptions of the outer two layers of the ruins had already been abandoned, so Denghis Xisi had been reinforcing the defenses of the outer ruins over the years.
The third layer was where ordinary people lived. He aimed to create a nation where Magic Thieves could live freely, and a state without citizens wouldn’t do.
Therefore, for years, Denghis Xisi had been secretly rescuing those afflicted with Crystal Disease who were being hunted and had settled them on the third layer.
The third layer is also the largest area of the entire relic, including farmland and pastures. If one disregards the ‘crunchy’ texture of the meat of the creatures on Biland Island, this small nation of roughly two thousand people could be considered barely self-sufficient.
The core area of the relic is on the second layer, which is also where the ancient magic defenses are still in effect. Denghis Xisi was confident that even if the armies of the four great empires were to unite against the relic’s second layer, they wouldn’t be able to breach it.
The only drawback is that the space on the second layer of the relic is too small, only able to fit about five or six buildings for research purposes. The most inner core layer is an area that only Denghis Xisi can enter.
“It’s not enough, we haven’t caught the saint spirit that stole our food; she leaves behind these non-perishable items every time she steals.” Aixin, the apprentice, handed Denghis Xisi a roast chicken that looked like it would stimulate anyone’s appetite.
“A creation of the Devouring God…” Denghis Xisi said after glancing at the roast chicken.
“Several civilians have been poisoned after eating the food left by that saint spirit… Teacher, this food looks no different from the rest, except it has no taste,” Aixin said.
“Not everyone can digest creations of the Devouring God. It is very difficult for human digestive capabilities to achieve that. Feed this to our captive Molten Core Dragon,” Denghis Xisi tossed the roast chicken back to Aixin.
“Understood. Also, Teacher, the decrease in food and… the rumors about enemies hiding in the city, and Crystal Hunters reaching the island have kept the people in a constant state of panic. A portion of the populace is now gathered at the entrance to the second layer. What do you decide to do?” Aixin asked again.
“Crystal Hunters… It’s time to tell my fellow countrymen… some truths.”
Denghis Xisi walked out of the core area of the relic and headed straight for the third layer where the civilians lived.
When he arrived at the residential area for the civilians, he found a crowd of Magic Thieves with faces filled with panic and unease. Seeing Denghis Xisi was like grabbing a lifeline for them.
“Instructor Denghis Xisi…”
“Teacher.”
Some of the Magic Thief civilians even knelt down upon seeing Denghis Xisi.
“I can see fear and panic in your eyes,” Denghis Xisi began, and the complaining of those Magic Thief civilians ceased as he spoke.
“But why should we be afraid?” his voice slowly echoed throughout the civilian residential area. “Are we afraid of the soldiers from the Land of Daylight hunting you down? Or soldiers from the Flowing Water Country chasing us? Are we afraid of those ancient humans, who see you as the source of the plague, a symbol of disaster? But in my view, they are merely products eliminated by this world. We possess greater strength than them, higher magic adaptability. What right do they have to think that we… are the ones who should be eliminated?”
This was what Denghis Xisi had been longing to say, buried deep in his heart: those who had survived the Crystal Disease infection possessed strength and magic adaptability far beyond ordinary people!
The Crystal Disease was merely a natural selection process, where those without talents died on the path of evolution, and the talented gained greater power and a better future.
But the reality was not so simple. The existence of the gods made the Crystal Disease Infected outcasts, for the mortality rate of the Crystal Disease was too high! The power of the gods came from the faith of all beings, and naturally, if all living beings perished… the gods would also dissipate.
“We are the future of this world,” Denghis Xisi said to the confused Magic Thief civilians. “The power you now hold is a gift, not given by gods! It is what you have fought for with your life.”
As he was about to continue his inspirational speech, one of Denghis Xisi’s apprentices hurriedly scrambled from the fourth layer and arrived before him.
“Tea… Teacher… the saint spirits… they’ve discovered the entrance to the relic… and… it’s just as you predicted, but this is too soon!”
Denghis Xisi glanced at the roast chicken in his apprentice Aixin’s hand upon hearing this report.
“It is too soon, but it was inevitable. Prepare for battle and try to keep those maniacs outside our city walls at all costs,” Denghis Xisi said.
