Chapter 35: Calling of the Dead
Chapter 35
Calling of the Dead
The group settled at the edge of the valley despite all three pushing to venture deeper into it and explore. Sylas, however, was adamant and stalwart, and others listened, however reluctantly. They set up camp and began dining, with Sylas glancing at the sky above quite frequently. He might have dreamt it up, he mused, as the final flash of the life, as to make it more interesting. Yet it was unlikely. Those cloudy, gray skies opened up and spat out the dead like rain. He was certain of it.
How long until the army shows up? Valen asked, wincing slightly at the mention of the army.
Im not sure, Sylas replied. Might be a day might be a few.New novel chapters are published on
there really was a valley here, Tenner said, sighing. How is that possible?
We probably arent on the peninsula anymore, Sylas said. Or, if we are, were in some form of sub-space. Or, your mapmakers are utterly clueless and have completely misrepresented this part of the world. Anythings possible, really. Rynecould the two mountains act as talismans? Or at least conduits for talismans or such?
No, its unlikely, Ryne replied. Talismans are used for lower-tier magic, replicants, really, of the natural things. For something on this scale, just talismans would be far from enough.
What would be able to do it?
Im not sure, Ryne replied honestly. I am not of Rank to learn, according to my Master.
High-tiered Magi would be necessary, I imagine, Valen said. And not just one or two or three. Probably an entire Legion, if Im being honest. Even my Father could only copy a fraction.
I never understood the mortals need of division in tiers, once again, Sylas pulled the play from his favorite bookpretending to pose a philosophical question as means of getting a literal answer since he was utterly clueless about the topic at hand. Magic is magic, he struck a pose of melancholy and lowered his voice. In the end, world-ending or simply leaf-lifting it all comes from the God.
Y-yes, its true, Valen quickly said before the other two had a chance to speak. But we are extremely hierarchical, and that extends to our magic. Tiers tiers are just means of us understanding God's miracles. Our own little titles and musings to ascribe to ourselves more worth than there is. Shit, why are you giving me a philosophical answer, dude?! I just wanted to know about tiers!
"They're more than that," Ryne said with a determined expression. "They're a reflection of one's inner realization. It is not about which magic and its level can one use; its about how they got there.
H-h-how how is this possible?! Valen uttered through pain. The horrifying sight even dulled the hurt and the ache, seemingly firing up his brain anew and forcing it to focus elsewhere. So so many
I told you, Sylas said, sighing. That they would rain.
Thethe dead---the dead are raining Tenner mumbled, dropping his hands from his ears. Blood began flowing even more profusely than before, dyeing the sides of his face and his beard entirely crimson. Valen and Ryne werent better off either, both looking as though someone had drawn a gash with a knife on their temples.
"Do you see why I needed you to come with? Despite the pain I knew you'd experience?" Sylas added, walking forward and leaning onto the tree. By this point, the last go-around, he had died. But now he was alive. Witnessing it.
Well of Souls, Ryne mumbled in an almost robotic voice, clearly not her own, drawing Sylas attention immediately. You have found it. I do not know which one of my many prodigies you are, but you must report to me immediately. Immediately. Just as the last syllable left her lips, Ryne fell flat-faced and passed out. Luckily, she was still breathing.
Shit, what the hell was that? BOOM! Another fairly strong boom echoed out, causing Sylas to wince and cringe and even cry out in pain, instinctively covering his ears. Turning around, he saw the sky gapea massive, black hole appeared dead-center, shaking the world around it. From within it, a singular figure began to descend, chains hoisting it down like a harness. Blood in Sylas veins froze and began flowing in reverse once he realized that the things eyes locked with his.
The living bear witness, a voice spoke directly into Sylas mind, nearly shattering it. And heed the warning. Those you have Condemned have returned. Vanashi shall have their vengeance. It is our calling.
emergency Quest discovered!
You have witnessed ***********. Due to your increased tenacity, you have survived ********s voice.
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Quest Beholder of the Condemned was started.
You are not strong enough to pursue the Quest.
You shall be teleported to safety.
Beholder of the Condemned has been paused.
Discover and learn ********** to unpause the quest.