Capítulo 810: Chapter 154: The Tyrant Who Was Not a Tyrant (3)
“Crack, crack, crack!”
As Rafael and Moli’s figures departed, the heavy and gigantic gate once again closed, but in the vast hall, the gurgling water did not stop. The clear stream encircled the entire venue, staring from afar at Caleb Baha in the center, as if ticulously observing him.
Caleb Baha did not close his eyes; he rely looked at the ground with a complex expression for a long ti. Without using the wave of the soul to speak, he opened his mouth for the first ti,
“Mother…”
The whole room, all the water, air, space, and even ti paused at this mont. Only long after did they start flowing again, and at the sa ti, a gentle female voice responded calmly to him in the room,
“Yes, I’m here.”
“The previous matters were wrong of and them, I’m sorry.”
“… No need to apologize, child. I am not saddened by your departure. What truly saddens is that you used the power I gifted you out of favoritism as a weapon against other living creatures I did not favor. But compared to the other two, you have already done the best. Unlike with the race they created themselves and catered to, the life you unintentionally created turned out to be the most enlightening for you…”
The gentle female voice approached Caleb Baha as slowly as the gurgling water. Those seemingly weak streams of water effortlessly passed through the distorted space and light halo beside Caleb Baha, gently stroking his forehead,
“Yuktrahil and the Elves regard everything on the East Continent as straw dogs, while Yahweh and the Angels see nothing as significant. It’s hard to say how they asure their relationships, but only you and your Dragon-man Species have a relationship so pure… You gave your last drop of blood to that Dragon Girl, which already shows you are better than them in this regard.”
Caleb Baha’s enormous dragon body leaned wearily against the ever-growing torrents of water. The water lightly lifted him, and only at this point did Caleb Baha’s previously hidden abdon reveal its true state. Caleb Wuz had long been dead, yet the viscous liquid he left behind still retained its original properties, corroding Caleb Baha entirely.
“I was the strongest among us, fought for so long without gaining an advantage against them, yet today I inadvertently claid victory here with you. This truly is… Death approaches, Mother, the Transferee and the Doomsday Prophecy I’ve seen them, I… I can’t help you anymore.”
“Sleep, child, I already have a suitable candidate to resolve this… Sleep, my Caleb Baha… Sleep…”
Caleb Baha’s erald eyes slowly closed amidst the lullaby-like lody of Ramasitia, as the surrounding waters grew more dense and turbulent, entirely enveloping Caleb Baha’s form, seemingly containing all the emotions within a god at this very mont.
Amidst the waters, Caleb Baha’s massive form gradually vanished, and as this process continued, the entire ocean and sky beca restless and uneasy. Even Moli and Rafael, who had walked far away, felt a sense of heart palpitations and sorrow at this ti.
But they did not know where such feelings ca from, for just a second later, that feeling disappeared without a trace, never to be sensed again.
Life’s miracles continue, Death still chases others, and the story perpetuates forward in this eternal cycle.
(Volu Three · The Sky God of the Northern Realm)
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