Chapter 689: Is That So?

Chapter 689: Is That So?



Sylas' gaze sharpened.

Silver City Stele? He only knew of one. Or more accurately, he only knew of a group of one. The System Cities.

Was this a clue about System Cities? Was Archibald implying that he had figured out the truth behind them as well? But then what did he mean by "all roads lead to Legacy"?

'Rome... he's making a subtle implication that he's also aware of my appearance in the Split Realm as well. But at the same time, he's pointing me to Legacy. Is he trying to say that Legacy is a traitor? No, that wouldn't be useful information. At least, it wouldn't be useful enough to risk communication like this with me, even going as far as giving Nathan something so valuable in return.'

At this point, there were so many traitors on Earth that Sylas couldn't even find it in himself to care whether Legacy was among them or not. He had long reached the point where he felt like he was surrounded by enemies.

There was only one way forward when things had reached this point.

Be Strong.

Those words of the Madness Key rang more and more true every day.

But if Archibald wasn't trying to warn him of this, then of what?

'Legacy has the solution.'

Sylas' gaze flashed. That was the only answer.

Why would Archibald mention the System Cities and then point him in the direction of Legacy? He also implied a connection through the Split Realm, which was a Dungeon surrounded by the mysteries of ancient Earth and inextricably linked to the machinations of alien Races in undermining their chances of a successful Summoning.

Legacy had the solution that Sylas was looking for.

The Madness Key required 10,000 Silver Genes to give him the answer he wanted. All things considered, Sylas didn't feel like he had a single shot at gathering that many Genes.

Now it seemed that Archibald had information that would allow him to avoid all of this...

"Is that all he told you?" Sylas asked.

"He says that if you understand, then it's possible to work together. But in order to take the next steps, he will need you to do something."

"And that would be?"

"He says that the answers are in the remains of Lucius' City."

"Mm. Alright."

Sylas cut off the call without another word, tossing the device into the Madness Key, the only thing he trusted to keep whatever hidden mechanisms Nathan might have left in it at bay.

With a flap of the peacock's wings, they shot a blazing trail back to the portal of the Arctic Tundra Territory.

...

Many hours later, Sylas appeared above what should have been ruins, but were far neater and tidier than they should be in order to earn such a moniker. It was clear that Lucius had left in

quite a systematic manner, taking everything of value away.

'In that case, where should I go to find what I'm looking for?'

The answer was obvious the moment Sylas thought about it. Standing high in the air, his gaze flashed as he began to look for Runes.

He quickly found them.

'Is that so...? Unless you have a very good offer, I'll have to reject this proposal.'