Chapter 474: Humbled By Death

Chapter 474: Humbled By Death

Chapter 474: Humbled By Death

Eyes painted in a deep shade of red, with cheeks still holding dried remnants, hair scattered around like a pile of hay on a farm, and tattered, dirt-stained clothes that had endured circles of sunlight and rain for an entire mont.

No one would be able to argue that the person kneeling at the wall was anything less than a being beyond the Pseudo-Universe origin rank.

Finally raising his head from his hands, Zeras turned to look at the statue of the figure, the blood in his eyes flowing faster. The gates of the gigantic walls were opened wide, and from within, Zeras could see the ground filled with dragons, all in their human form, holding a strange golden flower which they placed at the foot of Vornek’s statue.

Slowly rising from his knees, he made his way forward, the dragons opening a line for him as he arrived at the place where the flowers were arranged.

Picking up one, he continued towards the statue, observing a small dragonoid female fall to her knees, raising the flower to her forehead.

After ten seconds passed, she placed the flower at Vornek’s feet.

“May you find a safe place to rest, my hero,” she prayed before rising and rejoining the crowds of dragons.

Zeras slowly knelt, clasping his palms together with the golden flower placed between them, raising it to his head and closing his eyes.

Yet, as he closed his ears, the bloody tears flowed faster, bringing forth memories he shared with Vornek in the past.

Opening his eyes, he looked at the face once more before placing his flower among the others.

“I... I’m sorry, Vornek. Sorry that... I was too late and not there for you when you needed me the most,” he prayed, the blood raining down his cheeks.

Suddenly, a golden light illuminated Zera’s face as words shone brightly on the altar where Vorek’s statue stood:

I am very far from innocent myself, truly far away. No matter what happens in the future, I must never forget the humanity that they say still lies in my heart. Otherwise, living would possess no meaning without it,” Zeras mused.

It was a heartbreaking and damaging event, but he had also learned an important lesson from it.

It was another obstacle toward his journey, and now he could confidently say he had just crossed it.

The stars and moon would forever continue their eternal dance, irrespective of the various deaths in the cosmos.

They would all move on, and he could only borrow their knowledge if he wanted to continue on this path.

Bursting out with an even more power red energy, Zeras tore through the fabric of space with speed, as he became a shooting star heading ok to the Giarans spaceships.

Arriving before the flames, the flames due to the horrifying friction were forcefully calmed down ash gently landed at the mouth of the spaceship.

Immediately, the space in front of him shook, and they walked forwards towards him, curiousity and happiness in their eyes.

“Glad to see you’re back in one piece Zeras. So how was it? I can tell you have resolved the plague after seeing those dark gas disappeared from here.

Still, oy must be one heck of a work...” D’arvey said with a boisterous laughter but he was hit by Sylvia who shook her head at him.

Only then did he know, Zeras looked a little different, a little... haggard

“Let’s continue to the Upper realms, I’ll be going to take a shower...”