Chapter 615: Chapter 28: Turn to Grey Ashes (Two in One) Chapter 615: Chapter 28: Turn to Grey Ashes (Two in One) Hearing Diomedes’ words, Drost’s eyes suddenly widened: “You…”
But before he could say anything more,
the surrounding light dimmed abruptly.
The sunlight of three in the afternoon vanished in an instant, as though curtains had been drawn, and it was even getting darker still.
As everything around became dim, only Diomedes himself began to emit a bright glow.
It was like lighting a candle in the darkness of a power-outage stormy night, gradually illuminating everything around once again…
only, the lifeless objects all turned grey and white, as if aged like old photographs.
With his hands behind his back, standing motionless, Diomedes watched Drost without expression.
A dull yellow flame suddenly ignited in the depths of his eyes.
That flame rose only for an instant before it froze, as if the pause button had been pressed, solidified.
Under the old Elf’s gaze, Drost’s movements began to slow gradually.
The expressions on Drost’s face seemed to solidify, and his outstretched hand slowed further, eventually coming to a halt.
His body was also gradually losing its color.
When Drost was completely still, his body turned to the same black and white as the rest of the room, like a hollow-eyed stone statue, or a grim yet ludicrous obituary photo.
In just an instant, Drost was subdued by Diomedes.
—Just like those who had attempted to assassinate Drost in the past and were controlled by Diomedes.
Diomedes gazed sadly at Drost, as if reminiscing about the past.
“Is this the strength of a Papal Guard…”
Aiwass murmured softly, aspiration arising in him for a moment.
Yanis of this world line had left Avalon early, presumably because Queen Sofia’s use of the magic potion turned her into a seeker of the Path of Dusk.
The fundamental change in position had caused a rift between the two old friends.
Yanis was clearly a very firm Balancer.
She returned to Avalon after being away for fifty or sixty years, just to attend her old friend’s funeral.
And the Queen, having broken the natural limit of lifespan with magic potions, clearly violated the principles of the Path of Balance.
Diomedes’ ability to freeze others’ time was clearly related to the power of the Path of Dusk.
“I thought Elves all disliked the Dusk Power.”
With this thought, Aiwass asked somewhat puzzledly, interrupting Diomedes’ contemplation.
“Generally speaking, yes, but the Papal Guard is an exception.”
Diomedes tilted his head slightly, patiently explaining to his new master, “The heritage of the Papal Guard is related to the Paths of Balance, Devotion, and Dusk…”
The old Elf was in no rush because time was always on his side.
Aiwass was completely unfamiliar with this knowledge; after all, being a Papal Guard was a role players could not obtain…
since it was not a “profession.”
Not every Elf chose the path of “profession.” The “profession” system was a new path shaped by the Great Sage, intended for races like humans, whose path adaptability is broad and diverse, necessitating the purification of paths by “professions.”
For Elves, Sons of the Moon, Dragons, and other races inherently inclined towards certain paths, they relied more on the much stricter conditions of “heritage.”
“In the Holy Nation, Elves generally have adaptability to the Path of Devotion, just as humans usually have the adaptability for Transcendence and Love.”
“We are essentially divided into two factions, ‘Balance’ and ‘Dusk,’ similar to human political parties, with serious opposition to each other.”
Balance stems from the Elves’ neutral attitude and the mission of the overseers; whereas Dusk comes from their long lifespans.
Elves inclined towards the former tend to interact more actively with Short-Lived Species, willing to embrace new things; while those inclined towards the latter are more passive and indifferent, more conservative and distant from the Short-Lived Species…
just like humans who choose not to have pets for fear of their death.
“Are you inclined towards Dusk?
Is that why you’re so nostalgic?”
“No, I am a Papal Guard.”
Diomedes replied, “When we accept the heritage, we are divided into pairs, learning the powers of ‘Dawn’ and ‘Dusk’ respectively.
After all, ‘Dedication’ is the core of the Holy Nation, with Balance and Dusk simply being means and directions…”
Bright yellow for Balance and dim yellow for Dusk, both are still yellow.
They are both the light that can be emitted by a lit candle.
if Diomedes was a Knight of Dusk, then the power Mr.
Oswald wielded might be related to “Dawn”…
Diomedes’ contemplation and memories were ultimately interrupted by Aiwass.
He let out a heavy sigh, “After all, we have come to this point…”
Even if to prove he was not one to cling to the past, this sword stroke had to fall.
Diomedes extended his right hand from behind his back, his index and middle fingers pressed together.
Neither quickly nor slowly, he stood motionless, casually drawing in the air in front of him.
A golden arc of light, like a whip blade or a soft thread, shot out from his fingertips!
It sliced Drost’s body horizontally into two halves!
When the line of light touched him, the grey-white Drost instantly regained his color.
However, by then, his body had been smoothly cut in two.
He wasn’t even aware he had been bisected; as his upper body fell backward, he instinctively reached forward in an attempt to balance himself.
The result was that blood burst forth like flowers from his body, instantly solidifying into grey-white stone flowers in the air upon separation.