Chapter 360
The astonishing sight drew the attention of nearby mercenaries and Magi-Monsters, who were
utterly baffled. What was going on?
Was it a man dragging the light, or was the lightmanding the man?
vin, shrouded in lightning, with his head bowed and face flushed, chains hanging from his back,
was unrecognizable, and behind him, the light seemed incredibly heavy, pulsating with terrifying
energy.
Who was this? What was he dragging? Whaty within that intense light?
All onlookers were marked with question marks, deeply shaken by the spectacle.
vin unleashed astonishing brute strength, bolstered by the Restoration Mantra and his Golden
Blood, which continuously supplied him with abundant power. He wielded the Gigas Grasp, honed
his Core, and wildly dragged eighteen royal statues. He forced himself to elerate further, pushing
his perseverance—honed over eight years—to its limits. Yet, each step forward was apanied
by excruciating pain, as if his very bones were being forcefully disassembled. Veins bulged across
his body as he roared hysterically, like a maddened beast.
The sight was awe-inspiring!
Mighty raptors dove from the skies, eager to tear through the blinding light and see whaty within,
but before they could get close, a sword''s energy burst forth from the depths of the light, cleaving
them in midair. They perished without a scream, souls extinguished, falling lifelessly to the ground.
Other powerful beings tried to approach the light but from afar, they saw nothing, and those who
came too close were obliterated.
Many mercenaries followed, curious to see who this mighty individual was and where he intended to
drag this light.
Even the investigative team from the Blessed Citadel was alerted, hurrying to a high mountain to
gaze into the distance.
"Elder, what is that within?" asked the Citadel Protégés, who thought themselves worldly, yet had
never witnessed such a spectacle.
"Unfathomable," the three Elders shook their heads. Their Sunfire Lion growled nervously, as if wary
of the aura inside.
"The Nortnds'' most mysterious forest lives up to its reputation with so many strange
urrences," the Citadel Protégés admitted, no longer underestimating the Nortnds.
"Who is that person up ahead, moving mountains and filling rivers?" Another Protégé was
astounded by the “monster” paving the way, whose wild aura was barely less than that of a wild
beast, and was capable of dragging the light.
Enveloped in thunder and lightning, vin pulled at the chains, dragging the Kings, step by step,
firm and steady. He cast aside all distractions, resisting the bone-shattering, flesh-tearing agony,
coughing up blood and grinding his teeth, roaring like a beast. This was a test of strength, a
challenge to his will and belief, and a conquest of the Kings to prove his worth.
To have these solemn and armored Kings formally ept him was no easy feat, but given the
opportunity, vin harbored noints.
"One step ten thousand and one, one step ten thousand and two..."
vin counted each step in his heart, praying fervently that the distant Stormcast could endure.
"Helna, sister, my kin, wait for me... wait for me to return..."
A few days passed, and the news of the Kings'' eptance spread to every corner of the Cloudveil
Woods, including vin''s location. People were shocked and soon retreated, with few remaining
concerned about the astonishing scene. Inparison, Stormcast''s Kings'' eptance and the
Cobalt Strike rebellion were this year''s most significant events in the Nortnds.
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"Well done, vin. It’s no wonder you could defeat our Citadel Protégés. Let''s go to Stormcast!"
The Blessed Citadel team decisively withdrew. They hade to the Nortnds to investigate
Antis and delve into deeper secrets. Since the secret was now revealed andy within Stormcast,
there was no need for them to linger in the Cloudveil Woods any longer.
"Lord vin! They''ve all left..." Godfred was drenched in sweat, his eyes zed over. The news
had reached them. Surely the entire Nortnds were aware, and perhaps the might of the Eight
Orders and Five Lords had already surrounded Stormcast. “Could we arrive there in time? By the
time we get there, will any of the people in Stormcast still be alive?”
"Ah!"
A hoarse roar suddenly erupted from the thunder and lightning behind them, filled with restlessness
and madness, sorrow and determination.
vin''s eyes were bloodshot, dripping blood from his teeth, and he was advancing crazily. "Even if I
must crawl, I will return! Godfred, clear the path... clear the path... ah..."
"Lord vin..." Godfred turned back, his eyes misty with tears. “Let it be, we…"
"Clear the path!" vin roared, his eyes wide with bloodshot veins and tears rolling down his face.
“I must return, wait for me... everyone, wait for me...”
With gritted teeth, Godfred pped himself twice, forcing rity. They must return to Stormast! With
a loud shout, he tore his outer garment and released his five great war spirits—eagle, crocodile,
bear, tiger, python—five mighty beasts, their presence overwhelming like a raging inferno. Their
deafening roars shook the heavens and earth, and with Godfred''s wild charge, they brutally collided
with the mountain ahead.
A five-hundred-meter-tall peak was shattered, then trampled and scattered by the rampaging
beasts, forcibly clearing a path.