Chapter 1484 20.48 First Black Star - Humans are Selfish
Chapter 1484 20.48 First Black Star - Humans are Selfish
The cold truth that came out of the great general's mouth had rendered everyone speechless. Though they seem to feel delighted at heart when they hear that this vessel houses a Divine One, upon hearing the coldness in every word, they were almost unable to think. After all, in their eyes, these divine ones are gods who descended to support them and listen to their wishes.
The vice commander was the most calm of them all. He had always known that this being was not only aloof but truly didn't care much about them. The reason he is staying in the fortress is not because he fancies the hardworking, weak human soldiers, but because he owes the one who gave him his current vessel after death.
That's the only reason the Chief Warden chose to remain in this place with this identity.
Thus, the words of the cultivators about him leaning to them are not actually true. High-class God rarely descends on the mortal world, and when they do, it is for a mission or for personal reasons. They also would avoid being exposed, as they didn't want to have anything to do with these mortals. In their eyes, the lives of these creations are simply too short.
One nap that lasted for a few years would be enough for these mortals to change.
Mortals are ever-changing, and they are limited by lifespan. Most gods avoided them as they didn't want to get attached. That's why the Chief Warden's word is the truth that almost all gods feel. Except for gods with bad intentions and getting directly involved with humans, gods like the Chief Warden truly don't care much about them.
With their fantasies broken, the righteous cultivators were left dazed. They had always regarded the divine ones as a part of their sect. Someone that exists for their sake, allowing them to stand above everything else, including all mortals and living beings.
Now the truth before them hurts them. They who see each of themselves as someone above all over to be looked down upon by the divine ones who are supposed to be their allies or idols. Moreover, this gaze from this Divine One is cold and indifferent. Adding the fact that they truly feel the pressure of his disdainful gaze, this inferiority made them pale with anger and incredulity.
"This is impossible. I don't believe it. Maybe you're not the divine one. You are a fake, right? That's an impostor!"
"Right. He must be a fake one! How could a Divine One side with the mortals?"
"Just an impostor! Who the hell are you impersonating!? How shameless!"
Despite the ugly words of the cultivators, the Chief Warden remains unmoved by it. Instead, with a casual move of his hands, he summoned a dead soul from this world's river of the dead, which can also be considered hell to those sinners who died. As a Nether Demon God, he had connection and authority over hell in all worlds. He can easily pull out a mortal's soul out of it or throw one's soul in it.
The Chief Warden nonchalantly summoned the gate to hell. A black door with ancient blood runes as well as skeletons was imprinted on it. The moment it appeared, everyone in the area felt fear and froze under the hollow black eyes of the two skeleton guardians on the door looking down on them. They couldn't help but shiver under such a sight.
Under their gaze, the Great General knocks on the tall and dangerous-looking door. He looks emotionless, and they felt worried instead of what may come out of such a door.
Creak~
A huge eyeball peeks through the slit of the slightly open door. They knew this must be a demon, and a Guardian demon at least. To the mortals, it's a towering monster instead, and they couldn't help but step back or shrink regardless whether they are free or tied up.
The owner of this eyeball looks around as if trying to look for someone. He suddenly heard an urgent message from his superior saying that an upper realm demon god requested one female soul from the river of dead souls, which he immediately picked up after seeing the photo. He is now looking around for that demon god, but all he saw were mortals and thought that his door was summoned by his pests.
Just as the guardian demon was about to get angry, he heard a voice coming from somewhere.
"Look below," said the Chief Warden.
As soon as the guardian demon met that pair of inhuman purple eyes looking at him without emotions, he shivered. He even smiled to look friendly.
[My Lord. The soul you have requested has been fished up. What do you want this humble servant to do?]
The chief warden lowered his gaze, making the demon sighed in relief. That pair of purple eyes are too eerie, which makes the demon instinctively terrified.
"Just give me the soul, and you can get back to work," said the Chief Warden.
[Yes, Exalted Lord!]
The demon threw out a translucent soul with familiar features. The one who recognized this soul is none other than Cultivator Ki, as this is the soul of his deceased younger, and the door to hell had disappeared after all; what the Chief Warden had wanted had been given to him. Continue your adventure with empire
"SIA! SIA, It's really you! Haha~ you're back. Look here. It's your elder brother. Don't worry, I will bring you back to the sect!" said Cultivator Ki.
The others, on the other hand, didn't believe that the Divine One had summoned this female soul just to console the male cultivator, but something else more sinister. After all, they had all witnessed how these righteous cultivators had denied the identity of God before their eyes.
The female soul, as soon as she recognized her brother, cried blood tears. A fierce ghost who died with sins and intense emotions tends to end up like her.
{B-Brother? Help me... I don't want to go back to hell. Kill me. Just kill me; no more torture. I cannot bear it anymore!}
The others were confused at first, but when the female cultivator mentioned hell, their faces turned white in terror. They had always thought that hell after death never existed, especially for cultivators, and believe they can be reborn again without problems when they've died. That's why they were fearless as they exploited and toyed with mortals.
{It's too painful. I don't want to die again. Just end me already!}
The female cultivator in her soul form was about to go crazy. The hellish experience in that hellhole had made her mad; just imagine everything that had happened to her in hell. Moreover, the pain and sensation were all real. It's just that no matter how many times she killed herself, she would be revived in hell and receive her punishment.
Blood tears fell from her eyes like a waterfall. In reality, she is already a ghost whose life is under the control of hell in this world.
Under her begging, the Chief Warden grabbed her head, and an emotionless voice resounded from behind her.
"Once I kill you for the second time in this soul form, you will be gone forever. No reincarnation. It will be just you returning to nothingness."
{I don't care! Kill me! I don't want those punishments to continue! Wuwu~}
The Chief Warden responded to her pleas. "Very well! I bestow you with eternal sleep as punishment."
{Ah! Thank you... and I'm sorry, bro.}
Cultivator Ki got a bad feeling with the conversation between his sister and the Divine One.
"N-No, Sia... What are you... talking about?!"
Before everyone's eyes, the cold-blooded great general, or should I say the Divine One, used the body of the crushed soul of the female cultivator and dispersed it into countless fire flies that blended with the world. Those whose soul failed to reincarnate return to the world as qi and blend with it. These fireflies are real fireflies; instead, it can be called fire of life.
Once it fades, the soul will be no more.
Under the dense number of fireflies before his eyes, Cultivator Ki reached out his cuffed hands and tried to touch these specks of light, but it would instantly disappear once something had touched it. It was more fragile than a soul.
"N-No. How can this be? She is not gone. Why did you kill Sia again!? You demon!" Cultivator Ki screamed with uncontrollable tears strolling down his face as he glared at the great general who remained devoid of emotion.
The Chief Warden said, "You accuse me of being fake when I don't listen to your wishes. Once I listen to your sister's lifetime wish, you call me a demon. As expected, humans are the most selfish race."
The great general only took one step forward and he appeared before the righteous cultivators. With a dull gaze, he looked down on them and said,
"Don't worry. I will let you follow after her."
A hand from the Divine One was slowly lifted up from his back. He gently swipes his hand over these righteous cultivators, and they all explode gently into specks of fireflies. These fireflies were short-lived. After flying around a little, they would merge with the world.
With an indifferent gaze, the Chief Warden looked at such a gorgeous scene with no light in his eyes. The others couldn't help but think of how the world was split into light and darkness. For some reason, this divine one before them seems to lean to the latter anymore. After all, they had never seen this man's face show a strong emotion before.
It was as if he was a machine only moving to do his work.
Silence descended in the area, and everyone couldn't help but look at the great general, who stood like a straight rod with an isolated presence from the world. Regardless of how beautiful the scene is before him, it couldn't move his heart at all.
The great general turned around, preparing to go back inside the mansion.
"Vice commander, you handle the rest. Since you want to investigate your leader's death, this lord will give you those evil cultivators. As for that elder who was trying to escape, let him be. They would return to this place once again in the future," said General Lou as he walked away.
The vice commander said, "Thanks, Divine Lord!"
The vice commander saluted as he was grateful that the Divine One had allowed them to investigate the curse on the original great general. Even though he is already deceased, his subordinates still have him in their hearts. They couldn't wait to avenge him.
As for the Evil Cultivators, what they had witnessed was to mystify, which they couldn't explain no matter how much they thought about it, and at the same time, they feared terror, which struck their whole body. How can there be a being that can destroy even one's soul?