Chapter 660: Principality!!
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Explaining the power disparity between them in the nightmare realm context, Sheyan would be equivalent to that of the lowest rung contestant while Guarba would be a full-fledged Awakener!
Two vast realms separated them, and putting it bluntly, Sheyan could be simply squashed by a single finger.
Therefore, Guarba held no concern over an annoying pesky ant, like how a famished individual would detest a tiny ant crawling on his hamburger. Feeling blood rush in his head, the breath he exuded was steamy heat. In this famished state, he desperately needed fresh blood to extinguish the flames of his heart!
Hence, Guarba lifted up his razor sharp fingernails. Right before he swiped down against the Gundazan, a sonorous boom resounded behind him.
Guarba suddenly felt an acute pain and spun round with rage, only to discover a strange weapon in the hand of that pesky ant. Moreover, spiralling fumes were drifting out from that weapon’s mouth.
Guarba bellowed furiously as he launched towards that ant. His face beaming with victorious contempt, and only felt his dignity being sullied by accepting this challenge!
Yet when the two ferociously collided, the outcome left Sheyan stupefied as both of them were instantly struck flying.
Sheyan’s saber had stabbed into Guarba’s abdomen, and drew out a streak of viscous chartreuse colored sap. Concurrently, Guarba slapped Sheyan’s face.
In this very instant, Sheyan felt as though his neck was about to snap under Guarba’s domineering strength. In the end, he only coughed blood and scrambled back up.
"How can this be??" A bad omen surged through Guarba’s heart. "How can this be????!!! I must’ve been too careless!"
This bad omen was instantly eclipsed by Guarba’s skyrocketing fury! Heaving deep breaths, he once again speared towards Sheyan; whom he had sent flying.
This time, the outcome unexpectedly ended with Guarba being struck flying! Instead, Sheyan remained perfectly fine and even sneered at Guarba.
Standing before him, Sheyan arrogantly looked down upon this redoubtable high priest of the Sun subtribe. His eyes leaked a lamentable yet mocking intent.
"High priest, Guarba? Could it be you’re still unaware of your circumstances?"
Guarba struggled to crawl up and scoffed.
"You little ant, what could happen to me?"
Sheyan drooped his eyelids and insipidly replied.
"Just look at your right arm."
Guarba erupted with roaring laughter. Such a diversion tactic was long overused. "This bold ant is actually trying to hoodwink me?"
His vigilance tightened from that belief, but when he finally realized this opponent remained motionless, he subconsciously glanced at his right arm. With a single gaze, an indescribable chilliness jolted up his back.
As it turns out, Guarba’s right arm had strangely distorted, before dissolving away like a melting candle. This didn’t apply only to his superficial skin and flash, but even his dense white bones! It appeared astoundingly hideous.
Guarba roared with alarm and rage. As he was about to curse, Sheyan had already seized this moment of distraction to barrel into his front…...slashing down with his raised saber! ‘+7 West’ maliciously carved a melancholic oceanic-blue ray down.
Guarba staggered backward upon receiving a slash to his shoulder. Furiously groaning to retaliate, his body suddenly started dissolving as he stumbled back. Large volumes of chartreuse colored liquid sludging out of his body repetitively. Every staggering step he took left a deep imprint filled with viscous liquid.
Sheyan took a deep inhalation and indifferently announced.
"You really aren’t aware of your circumstances eh? Guarba? The Gundazan of the Coiled Serpent subtribe has already retracted the blessing conferred unto you by the coiled serpent divinity. You were incapable of acquiring the power of the ‘Stairway of the Sun’ then, you’re bound to fail once again!"
"What rubbish are you spouting!!" Guarba’s festering face already exposed his white skull as he howled with disbelieve.
Sheyan sighed and shook his head.
"What a pity, didn’t you listened to Gundazan’s furious wrath? He has already summoned the coiled serpent divinity to expropriate your strength!"
Guarba roared angrily.
"Impossible! Apart from unlocking the passage to the Sun Altar, there is nothing else that statue can do. That hoax who doesn’t even possess the Bayin bloodline, how can he call upon the divinity? This Sun temple has been erected for more than a millennium, and that ‘so-called’ secret mechanism had turned obsolete!"
"That mechanism wasn’t faulty." Sheyan ruthlessly refuted. "It was already triggered by the blood of Gundazan. Only, the poor Gundazan wasn’t patient enough. The process of this mechanism takes a slightly longer time."
As it turns out, while feigning death previously, Sheyan was relatively nearby the Coiled Serpent Statue. Hence, he observed that not long after the Gundazan dripped blood onto the statue, it actually faintly rose by 5 centimeters. Furthermore, it revealed an underlay of matchstick-sized tiny holes, that discharged out a mild, colorless gas.
Not only was it colorless, the gas was also emitting an exceedingly faint odor. After diffusing into the air for a while, slightly further individuals wouldn’t be able to smell it.
Nonetheless, Sheyan quickly discovered that the shade of nearby rocks had undergone slight alterations. Not only that, even black moss that thrived within stony crevices of this platform rapidly withered away.
Back in the real world, Sheyan had learned this – moss is a special type of vegetation; aquatic vegetation that grows towards land. Its stem and leaves composition is extremely simple, being usually unicellular. Moreover, moss does not possess a complex ‘nervous system’ nor genuine roots, where only unicellular fake roots or cells absorbs smidgens of moisture. The moss can directly absorb nutrients and contaminating substances from the air, and the concentration of natural substances in each cell normally exceeds that of other vegetation.
Therefore, most mosses are extremely sensitive vegetation. Once an unfavorable foreign toxin is introduced into the air, while most other vegetation would be fine, mosses could easily be affected and die. Therefore, in the real world, various types of moss are employed for contamination monitoring. Once the moss withers, it would represent that the area is contaminated.
In the past, one of the Coiled Serpent tribe chieftains was exceptionally knowledgeable in botany. After painstaking deliberations, he grew this layer of black moss surrounding the gateway to the Ndipaya Kingdom’s sacred Sun Garden. With the impressively sensitive nature of this moss, he could detect if contaminative substances were present or had seeped out, by observing the withering moss.
Through the tiny holes beneath the Coiled Serpent statue, a unique airborne powder had been discharged.
As the nearby layer of black moss rapidly withered into dried dust before dispersing into the air, it triggered that chieftain’s snare mechanism. A substance analogous to white phosphorus, which would combust once interacting with the air, became unveiled by the withering black moss. With the combustion of that substance, it instantly triggered a sequence of chain reactions and finally unsealed the ultimate mechanism.
This so-called ‘retracting the blessing of the coiled serpent divinity’ may look rather mystical, but to Sheyan who understood modern era science, it was essentially an amusing antic.
That chieftain understood that fatal counteracting weaknesses would emerge and balance out individuals who consumed the ‘Stairway of the Sun’. Just like how the average human needs to drink more water after eating an excessive amount of sweets. Like how a diabetes patient eating sugar would lead to ketone poisoning, angina, and other illnesses. As such, this snare was arranged towards that direction.
Similar to concealed assassination mechanism that utilizes special infrasonic wave bands; this combustion of an unknown substance to release odorless and colorless gas and powder, was skewed towards the concealed mortal flaw of bodies that had consumed the ‘Stairway of the Sun’!
Naturally, such a snare mechanism allowed one to disguise it as being able to call upon the gods.
Unbeknownst when, the sky had turned gloomy as dark clouds billowed in, hinting at a possible downpour.
Guarba’s bodily degradation continued speedily. Especially with that malevolent monumental eye as the core, there was no difference to a semi-melted candle. He slumped to the ground. Even his earlier miserable howls and cries had plunged into silence.
Without being able to resist, Sheyan simply needed a gently slash to claim the head of this unbeatable fighter!
At present, Sheyan hastily rushed up to attack. Instead, he abruptly glimpsed the Gundazan, who was still sprawled on the ground. An intense feeling of melancholy welled up in his heart, as flashes of his journey here projected vividly in his mind.
Without Mbenga’s assistance, it would be impossible to reach this step. Sadly, this male who shouldered such immense grief and vengeful indignance, had perished from this world. The Mbenga whose smile was so wide, it revealed all his teeth. The honest Mbenga with a silly smile. The Mbenga who displayed no fear in the face of all crisis, ultimately fell before his nemesis!!!
His aspiration to slay Guarba, this cherished desire he forsook even his life and soul to accomplish....even after burning through all his vengeful spirits, he failed to deliver!!
Sheyan sighed deeply as an audacious notion soared up from the depths of his heart. A raging passion that could never be extinguished!
He gently drew back his ‘+7 West’ from Guarba’s neck and shook his head sullenly. Humans, shouldn't always live for the sole purpose of benefits.
A man of character chooses based on rational principalities!