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"Unforgivable! That bastard Tastandin dared to lay a hand on my servant!
Anan is my most loyal servant, who has devoted himself to serving me over the years and has done so much for me... Rest assured, I will avenge you! No matter where he hides, I will personally kill him!
But now is not the time... This is the closest I've ever been to Lord Berfant's relics; I must first descend the stone steps to take a look. By the way, those Archbishops have started to become restless again; I need to find a way to keep them from following... Yes, I can take one of their spies with me to temporarily let them lower their guard.
Then, I'll take care of this unfortunate soul."
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Splash.
The diary ends here.
Lucifer did not continue writing, which suggests that he likely encountered something that prevented him from continuing his entries, or perhaps he even lost the diary itself.
So, had he already left Immortal City...
Or,
had he truly died?
Garen did not delve deeper into this, as the most pressing issue at hand was how to escape this cursed place. It must be said that this passage could be considered the most bizarre location in all of Immortal City, especially since it still exhibited unique powers within the power-blocking Lost Land.
A straight and endless road that would return to its starting point as one moved forward.
But fortunately, Garen already had an answer.
"Whoosh!"
Garen suddenly swung his spear, the speed creating a piercing sound as it sliced through the air. Then came a loud "clang" as the spearhead struck the stone wall, the sharp noise echoing throughout the passage!
But astonishingly, despite Garen's full-force thrust hitting the wall, the bricks showed no signs of damage, not even a single mark left behind!
Everything remained intact!
"Just as I thought..." Garen observed the wall closely, his expression growing serious. "So this place is the storage site of Berfant's relics, and also the destination that Lucifer has been desperately searching for."
In the entirety of Immortal City, Berfant was undoubtedly the most unique figure.
The blood clan regarded Immortal City as a forbidden land of death, yet completely overlooked that this grand city belonged to the Ancestor of Berfant; everything here was related to him.
And all beings close to him would become difficult to explain by common understanding.
For instance, this stone wall; a thrust from Garen's Second Rank physique should have been enough to pierce through a thick piece of black essence rock, yet it left not a single trace on the wall...
This indicated that Lucifer's deduction was correct.
These two stone walls and this passage were indeed remnants of Berfant's "non-existence."
Garen slung his spear behind him and took down Stormblade. Gripping the hilt tightly with both hands, he suddenly exerted force, and with a loud "bang!" the broad blade slammed against the stone wall!
The strongest points are often the most vulnerable places.
Because someone does not wish for this place to be damaged.
Whether it was the ancient book Garen had seen or the writings in Lucifer's diary, all pointed to the significance of Berfant's relics. Countless descendants of Berfant had searched tirelessly in the past but ultimately returned empty-handed.
The uniqueness of the stone wall here is not without reason. After all, Berfant left the relic here, and it would not allow this passage to be damaged. From another perspective, its solidity is inevitable because the passage stores something important.
At the same time, this place is also the most vulnerable, for once it is damaged, Berfant's relic will be affected.
However, Garen does not care about Berfant's relic. He just wants to leave this place as soon as possible and find that ugly old man to interrogate him. Clearly, Master Yi knows much more than Garen could imagine.
Thus, destroying this passage seems to be the best course of action.
The sound of the sword striking echoed throughout the passage, resonating loudly. Garen did not rush to continue his attack but squinted at the stone wall. He could clearly see a barely noticeable fine crack appearing on that rectangular stone block.
Indeed, the stone wall of the passage was not an ordinary object, but neither was the Stormblade!
During his time in Valoran, this greatsword, symbolizing Fearless, had undoubtedly cut down countless formidable foes and cleaved through many stubborn stones. Even though it now lay dormant, it should never be underestimated!
Garen took a deep breath and struck again. In an instant, his movements were so swift that they left behind afterimages. "Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!" The Stormblade struck repeatedly, each blow landing precisely on that fine crack!
"Crack! Crack!"
After countless strikes, the fine crack on the stone wall gradually began to widen and spread outwards until it covered the entire stone block...
"Boom!"
The stone block shattered!
At the moment the block broke apart, the entire passage inexplicably trembled. Even Garen found it hard to maintain his balance and reached out to steady himself against the wall. "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" One by one, the distant candelabras extinguished, and the two brightly lit paths ahead darkened at a visible speed!
Finally, the flames went out at the third candelabrum on either side of Garen.
In that moment, darkness filled the entire passage, leaving only a faint light where Garen stood.
"Bang!"
A loud noise echoed through the air!
Something massive fell from above, landing vertically at the edge of the light circle!
It was a wooden cross! The white wood was stained with mottled blood, and on either side of the horizontal beam were black chains, binding two emaciated arms...
On this cross hung a man, his head drooping, clearly dead for some time. His muscles were extremely withered, as if they had been completely drained, especially on his back, which bore large, shocking bloodstains...
Garen looked over warily and then froze.
The man’s eyes were wide open even in death, those suddenly silver-gray pupils!
It was Lucifer!
Garen finally noticed that many parts of the cross were smeared with bloodied feathers, and there were two bloody holes on his shoulder, as if something had been forcibly removed from him!
Lucifer had truly died here...
Garen's expression grew serious as he realized another issue.
Where was the guard?
According to the diary, Lucifer had only brought one of "The Eyes of the Archbishops" with him. If Lucifer had died here, there was no reason for the guard to have survived.
Could it be...
"Disguising oneself as a subordinate to kill a big shot. A despicable and clichéd method, but... quite effective."
Is it really like that? With Lucifer's physical strength, he is undoubtedly among the top in Immortal City. If we were to talk about someone who might have a chance to kill Lucifer, there is only one person who fits that description, and that is merely a possibility.
That person is undoubtedly Tastandin!
Could it be that Tastandin disguised himself as The Eyes of the Archbishops and killed Lucifer in the passage, and then...
Wait a minute!
Garen's pupils dilated slightly, and his scalp tingled with unease.
These deductions were silently forming in his mind. In this closed and lonely space, Garen found no one to talk to, nor was there any need to speak...
But that last sentence,
Who said it?
Garen suddenly turned around, only to see a pale face right in front of him!
The distance was so close that he could clearly see the crimson hue in the other person's pupils!
"Who are you!" Garen exclaimed as he stumbled back, tightening his grip on Stormblade, ready for battle at any moment.
This place was unusual; even Lucifer had met his end here. Garen had to be on high alert.
And just as he stepped back to get a clearer view of the person's complete appearance, Garen found himself stunned once again.
He was certain he had never seen this person before.
Yet at this moment, that face felt inexplicably familiar...
"Me?" The man pointed to himself, a pale smile spreading across his cheeks. "My name is Telusia."
Telusia...
Garen had never heard that name before.
Yet, the man gave him an incredibly familiar feeling, not one born from daily interactions, but rather from an extremely intimate connection. In other words, as Garen looked at that unfamiliar face, he felt as if he were gazing into a mirror.
"What is this place? Why are you here?" Garen suppressed the turmoil within him and frowned as he asked.
The man lifted his gaze to the stone walls on either side, pausing briefly on a broken brick. "This place? I call it The Path of Inevitable Descent. Heh, this relates to my understanding of descent when I was young. To me, descent is layered upwards, so this place has another name."
"Nonexistent Staircase."
Garen's pupils dilated slightly as an astonishing guess surfaced in his mind.
"As for me... of course I'm here," the man said with a hint of melancholy. As he spoke, the candelabras in the left passage reignited one by one. "Because I died here."
Seeing Garen's unusual expression, the man slapped his forehead as if recalling something.
"Sorry! You might not have heard the name Telusia; in fact, I rarely use it. To be honest, I don't really like this feminine name. Usually, I go by another name; you can call me that instead..."
"Berfant."
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