Chapter 473: Chapter 257: Journey’s End (12,000 Words)
Xiya stared at the dark pattern ring on his ring finger, his expression uncertain.
At this moment, he was riding a carriage to the Mist Sea Area, initially with his eyes closed to relax, but the ring, which symbolized his love pledge with Hillena, began to flicker frequently.
“Here it comes again…”
Clenching his teeth, even though he was utterly loyal and confident in Hillena, the recent anomalies left some shadow in his heart.
According to the Divine Ancestor’s explanation, if Hillena’s feelings for Xiya wavered even slightly, the ring on his finger would gradually dim.
And if she ever broke her pledge and fell in love with another man, Xiya’s ring, along with the divine power sealed within, would turn to dust.
“Perhaps…” Xiya suddenly clenched his fist, “it’s time to test the authenticity of this pledge.”
With this thought, he took a deep breath and pulled out an ancient silver mirror from his bosom.
The frame was entwined with ancient runes, but the mirror surface was shrouded as if in mist.
This was the “True Vision Mirror” bestowed to him by Divine Ancestor Xiya, containing a wisp of Divine Ancestor Xiya’s will.
When Xiya’s fingertips touched the mirror surface, those dormant runes suddenly lit up, emitting a faint blue glow.
In an instant, the mist within the mirror began to churn, faintly showing Hillena’s figure emerging within.
Xiya could feel the vast divine power emanating from the mirror, the will of the Divine Ancestor spanning a millennium, unveiling the veil of time and space for him.
“Let me see…” Xiya murmured softly, dropping a drop of blood onto the mirror, “What exactly are you doing, Hillena…”
The blood spread across the mirror, and the ancient runes began to spin rapidly. Then, as the mist in the mirror gradually dissipated, faint spatial ripples emerged, making the mirror surface ripple like a lake disturbed by a stone.
In just a moment, an image gradually came into view.
Xiya held his breath, watching the scene slowly taking shape in the mirror.
However, the image seemed like it was veiled with a thin, hazy cloth, never completely clear, and the sounds were entirely isolated, allowing only the sight of vague figures moving.
Moreover, Xiya felt a piercing cold spreading from the mirror through his fingertips.
This was by no means ordinary interference but a powerful restriction blocking the True Vision Mirror’s investigation, which startled him immensely.
It should be noted that this mirror contained a wisp of the Divine Ancestor’s will, yet even it could only penetrate this much.
“Didn’t Hillena go to the Helius Mausoleum? How can that place block the will of the Divine Ancestor?”
Xiya felt unable to accept this.
Based on the information he had, judging from the relief styles on the mausoleum, its era could be traced back to the early second Epoch, which was the God War Epoch.
At that time, the gods had not yet established the Divine Kingdom and walked the earth in their complete forms, wielding their respective authorities.
To possess such a magnificent mausoleum in that era, one could only imagine the status of its owner.
So Xiya also knew that the Helius Mausoleum was extraordinary.
But he never expected the mausoleum’s owner to be strong enough to interfere with the will of the Divine Ancestor.
After all, in his understanding, the Divine Ancestor was the most powerful entity in the world, and it was unimaginable who could rival him.
Xiya wanted to see the unclear image clearly, but all his efforts only allowed him to barely discern that Hillena was in some small world at the moment.
It was a vast and desolate wilderness, with cracked marks covering the barren land, like a huge mouth of a thirsty beast, terrifying to behold.
Looking around, not a blade of grass was in sight, only stone spikes jutted out from the ground, glinting eerily in the dark red sky.
Dead silence—this was Xiya’s most direct impression of this world.
No birds, no beasts, even the air seemed to have solidified.
Even by seeing the image, one could still sense the suffocating oppression permeating the space, like an invisible giant hand clutching the throat.
In front of the mirror, Xiya unconsciously tightened his body, and even through the mirror, the terrifying aura still made his back chill.
What concerned him more was the twisting shadows occasionally flashing around the mirror’s edges, as if some nameless entities were wandering at the fringes of the mirrored world. Content originally comes from novᴇlfire.net
Each time these shadows swept by, the image on the mirror surface would have slight fluctuations, as if being interfered with.
“Such a perilous alternate space, probably only Hillie could enter it alone and remain unharmed.”
In the next moment, the mirror rippled, and the figure he longed for finally appeared clearly.
Even through the hazy mirror, he could immediately recognize those signature golden hair strands—under the blood-red moonlight, Hillena’s waist-length hair flowed like glowing gold.
She was clad in Secret Silver Light Armor, holding the Holy Sword, standing alone in the barren wasteland, her cool aura seemingly at odds with this sullied world.
“Thank goodness…” Xiya’s tense shoulders slightly relaxed; there was no suspicious figure in the mirror, and it seemed his earlier worries were unfounded.
Yet, just as he was about to put away the True Vision Mirror, an unexpected change occurred!
The mirror suddenly trembled violently, as a terrifying figure riding an Abyssal Giant Beast charged from the image edge.
The creature was clad in decaying Shadow Armor, revealing pale fangs under its helmet, wielding a giant axe entwined with red mist, and the beast beneath spat flames. Even through the mirror, Xiya seemed to hear its terrifying howls.