Chapter 1722 The Echoing Tower. I

Chapter 1722 The Echoing Tower. I

1722 The Echoing Tower. I

Alas, he realized that it would be too difficult since that bastard was all over the brothel, making his presence known everywhere he went.

In the end, Felix decided to call Zephyr and tell him that an experiment of his had gone wrong and damaged the chamber.

He knew that Zephyr wouldn't mind as long as the damages were paid for.

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A couple of days later...Inside Zephyr's backroom.

"Here is your identity, you are now free to walk around the city with your head held high."

Zephyr handed Felix a sleek card with his image, full name, ID number, home address, social status, and more details on it.

The card seemed as legit as it could get.

"I've gone ahead and listed you as a mercenary. It's the ideal cover for someone like you."

Felix picked up the card, examining the card that shimmered with his new, Luminoan-like appearance.

"A mercenary, huh?" He muttered, raising an eyebrow.

Zephyr nodded, leaning back in his chair.

"Yes, and for good reason. Mercenaries enjoy a certain...anonymity here. Your true identification stays protected, and yet, you gain a high social standing due to the demand for your services."

Felix flipped the card in his hand, pondering the implications. "And nobody's going to question it?"

"Not at all," Zephyr reassured, his tails swaying gently now. "In fact, it's quite common for mercenaries to keep their origins and true identities a secret. It's all about the skills you bring to the table."

"It also gives you the freedom to move around without attracting unwanted attention. Plus, if anyone does get curious, your 'mercenary work' provides a convenient justification for any... unusual activities." He smirked.

Felix considered this for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitching upward. "Makes sense."

"Just make sure to stay out of trouble. Or at least, the kind of problem that would have your identification questioned."

"Fair enough," Felix agreed, pocketing the ID. "Thanks, I'll remembered this."

Zephyr's sly smile returned as he stood, guiding them towards the door.

"Just doing business, my friend. And who knows? Maybe you'll enjoy the soldier of fortune life. It's got its perks, after all."

Just as they were about to step out of the backroom, Zephyr stopped them with a hint of seriousness in his voice.

'Prick, what do you think? The rift won't open for at least a thousand years. If we enter the tower and remain on the topmost floors, we will be safe from its dangers while at the same time, the paragon will be eating through the punishment duration.'

'By the time we come out, the rift will be open and the celestial chains will be gone.' Apollo tried to convince his alter ego, 'It will also earn us more goodwill from him and make him consider helping you reach your goal actively.'

'What if he bails on us after he recovers his strength?' Apollo's alter ego replied coldly, 'Don't forget, he is still the successor of the paragon of sins. If that b*tch can't be trusted, neither can he.'

Apollo's alter ego had an extremely pessimistic view of life...While Apollo saw life as a source of joy and entertainment, his alter ego despised anything about it.

As the embodiment of darkness who spent most of his life in the quantum realm, his thoughts and personality could be said to have already reached their final form.

Utter hatred of light and anything that represented it.

'Then, we will come out much earlier.' Apollo mentioned, 'If he had a couple of thousands of years in his punishment, there wouldn't be much of an issue, correct?'

'Plus, aren't you forgetting something?' Apollo added with a solemn tone, 'How the f*ck you expect him to help you when he is 99% weakened for the next twelve million years?'

Apollo's alter ego thought about it in silence and recognized that his happy-go-lucky other half made some sense.

While he desired Felix's black flames, he understood that if his experiment were to work and Felix proved to be helpful, they would need more celestial energy as fuel.

They would not be able to obtain it in his current state since it required them to return to the eternal kingdom.

'Fine, you handle it.' Apollo's alter ego added with a cold tone, 'If you dare leave him out of your sight, we will switch places...permanently.'

'Gulp, come on, now, ha, ha, no need to take it that far.' Apollo laughed nervously with a tint of dread in his eyes.

'Don't drop the ball, or else...'

With that last ominous remark, silence returned to Apollo's mind.

'You good?'

Felix frowned after noticing that Apollo's hands became a bit drenched in sweat.

'Yea, it's all good.' Apollo showed his usual radiant smile and turned to Zephyr. Then, he asked, "Is it possible to get us information about the suicidal new batch? We would like to join them."

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Felix and the rest of the tenants didn't know how to react to Apollo saying such an ominous sentence with a straight face.

"Well of course, but..." Zephyr coughed, "It's going to cost you though."