Chapter 269 Regret
After the ring rotated, it was not the dizziness common in teleportation magic tools, but a heart-wrenching pain coming from the depths of the soul.
In a trance, Percy saw his brother also fall down - no, he thought dazedly and panickedly, he didn't want to hurt that man at all, he never thought that he had tarnished Brody's glory, he just wanted to protect him, he just wanted him to get back on track, he just wanted... to have him come back to him, he, he...
——What did he do to his brother?!
Percy thought he was going to die. As a warlock, he knew that this ominous pain from the depths of his soul would kill him completely, but he didn't expect that he would wake up again.
He felt that his body was like a thin leather bag that would burst at any time, and his soul was boiling and rushing out, but a cold and rough force clamped him down, making him barely maintain this form that could collapse at any time.
Through his vision blurred by the severe pain, he saw his brother lying on the sofa, his life or death unknown, his hanging hands so pale that it was terrifying.
"elder brother……"
The syllables that came out of his mouth were stuck in his throat, with a cold and fishy taste. Percy rolled and crawled, trying to get closer to the man - until then, the boy realized that he was actually bound by countless invisible chains. He knelt on the ground and couldn't move, and couldn't even grab the edge of the man's clothes.
It didn't matter what his brother wanted to do, the young man thought desperately, even if that man hated him so much that he killed him with his own hands, or ordered him to completely disappear from his world - none of it mattered, he just wanted him to be alive.
Someone passed him and picked up the black-haired young man who was curled up quietly on the sofa. He didn't even look at Percy, as if he was just a speck of dust scattered in the corner.
It was the guy named Azuka. Percy stared blankly at the newcomer's blond hair, feeling his eyes sting painfully. He didn't know what the other person did, perhaps just leaning over and saying a few words. Suddenly, the hand that had been drooping quietly twitched slightly, then slowly raised itself up under Percy's surprised eyes, barely grasping the other person's collar.
...He is still alive. At this moment, Percy had no thoughts, but choked with sobs to thank the gods, or thank something else - great, he is still alive, that person is still alive.
Azuka? His brother was whispering another person's name in a confused and soft tone he had never heard before, like rubbing his eardrum with fine and soft hair.
The blond guy paused, then as if it was a matter of course, he lowered his head and kissed his brother's slightly open lips affectionately - wait, a kiss?!
A jerk taking advantage of someone's misfortune! Percy wanted to kill him with his eyes, a frivolous scum! Taking advantage of his brother's unconsciousness when he just woke up...!
The gloomy and resentful look that seemed to burn a hole through people was extremely noticeable. Even though Nova had just woken up from the illusion and had a terrible headache, and for a moment he could not distinguish between his memories and the present world, he still looked over instinctively, and then he met his stupid brother's red and swollen eyes.
...Oh, that's right. The professor blinked slowly, thinking in a daze, I almost forgot about this kid.
Warm fingertips touched his forehead, pressing with moderate force: "Professor, are you okay?"
"...Headache." He muttered softly, subconsciously resting his incredibly heavy head on the savior's shoulder, half-closing his eyes as he let the other man shove his fingers through his hair and massage it carefully, trying to ease the pain. The latter indulgently and skillfully changed his position, allowing him to lean on him more comfortably.
Percy: "..."
Sure enough, his brother didn't even want to see him anymore.
The boy's nails dug deep into his palms, the chains humming harshly as he struggled. The excruciating pain deep within his soul threatened to shatter his sanity. But he remained unblinking, staring intently at his brother, who was being held in someone's arms. It was as if if he looked away for even a second, that person would dissolve into smoke and vanish completely from his sight.
When the headache subsided a little and his mind was able to function normally, the professor climbed up from the savior's arms. He stood in front of Percy, his eyes lowered expressionlessly, staring at the young man's miserable appearance.
Since his soul successfully returned to its original position, the transaction was invalidated, and with the help of someone's divine power, the boy's soul was preserved - of course, it was definitely not pleasant. At this time, the other party's face was frighteningly pale, even uglier than if he had seen a ghost.
His brows gradually knitted together: "You..."
"Brother, please kill me!" The boy burst into tears, his nose and tears running down his face. He no longer had the arrogance of the youngest Lord's Prayer Warlock in the empire. "It's all my fault. I was obsessed and wanted to take shortcuts. I have a high opinion of myself and am extremely stupid. It's all my fault. You can hit me, scold me, or even kill me—"
That's it, he thought desperately, watching him, digging out all his most shameful and filthy things, letting those cold, smoky grey eyes examine them one by one, and then sentencing him to death -
"Why would I kill you now?" The professor looked at him in confusion. "Up to now, everything has been going according to my plan. Why would I want to ruin it?"
Percy's voice suddenly choked: "W-what?"
He sobbed and looked at his brother blankly. But the other brother stopped looking at him and turned to look in Azuka's direction: "Is it on him?"
"Here." The blond youth's eyes turned into an unusually majestic gold. Percy couldn't help but tremble under his gaze, as if his entire soul had been torn open. But he always felt that the other person was not looking at him, but at something hidden deep within his body.
The next second, Percy was horrified to find that something from the depths of his soul issued a deafening roar: "New God! How dare you-"
"Stop talking nonsense, Zephyr." Under Percy's horrified gaze, the seemingly young blond youth sneered. His usually gentle and peaceful features now revealed an irresistible arrogance. He casually grabbed at him and pulled out something that screamed. "You're willing to waste your divine power protecting the soul fragment of the God of Love. It seems your soul is indeed abundant enough to waste recklessly."
"This was all Zephir's idea. He forced me to do it!" The soul of the God of Love screamed miserably in his palm: "You can't kill me. I know a lot of things--"
"I want to know how many soul fragments you have split?" Azuka said coldly: "Don't try to lie. You know what the professor is capable of."
"My dear, why do you want to know all this?" Analene said with a forced smile, "I swear I will never bother you again or cause you any trouble..."
The blond god clenched his fingers calmly. "Answer me, or die."
"Four! Each god can only split his soul into four fragments at most!" The God of Desire screamed, "If they are split any smaller, those soul fragments will become completely insane and useless!"
"But Samuel's soul is intact," the professor interjected, raising his eyebrows.
"That's because that old fellow is constantly mumbling, obsessed with how to remove the shackles of 'transcendence,' and adamantly refuses to allow his own soul to be harmed," the Goddess of Desire explained anxiously, fearing that this seemingly mild-tempered but in reality incredibly ruthless new god would crush her to death. "That fellow has a horribly eccentric personality and never communicates with us. I really don't know anything more!"
"That's it." The professor nodded calmly, "Azuka, she's useless. Kill her."
"No! This is the only fragment of my soul left!" Analene screamed in despair: "I will disappear completely!"
"I only remember that I killed two of them." Nova raised his eyebrows slightly. He stared at the twisted ghost for a moment, then suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. Another one was destroyed by Esmerel. Is that why you hate her so much?"
The ghost of the god of love began to tremble violently.
"Is it because... 'the first experiment failed'?"
Seeing that Analene was so terrified that she couldn't speak, Zephir calmed down.
"What exactly do you want to do, New God?" he asked gloomily. "Analene cannot die yet. The death of a god will cause the ideals it represents to explode in a very short period of time. Samuel's death has already led to very serious consequences. You are trying to destroy this world!"
Nova and Azuka looked at each other calmly - the death of the Storm God Utoska did seem to indirectly lead to the reversal of the entire timeline.
But what serious consequences did the death of Samuel, the god of night and death, cause? Somehow, the professor suddenly remembered the "Mad Asaqi Valley".
Now! The soul of the God of Light and Glory suddenly roared, burning a piece of his soul as he rushed towards the professor's position without hesitation. While Azuka frowned and tried to block him, the God of Lust also broke free from his hands. The two sides exchanged a feint, and then rushed into Percy's body, causing him to scream in pain - the soul of the god was trying to escape from the world through the divine seal.
Zephir suddenly shouted angrily: "Damn it! What are you doing?!"
A large amount of blood oozed from Percy's mouth and nose, but he still clenched his teeth, veins bulging, and tried his best to use his soul to hold the other party back: "I, I won't allow you to hurt-"
But the human soul is too insignificant compared to the soul of God. The young man's best efforts only delayed the two gods for a few breaths. They still easily broke free from the ridiculous shackles of humans and left the world of the living where they should not exist.
Percy fell to the ground silently again.
"He won't die." Seeing the professor frown and squat down, using his fingers to feel the other's breath, Azuka said calmly: "I have been protecting his soul."
The black-haired young man hummed slowly. He squatted on the ground and looked up, the figure of another person clearly reflected in the depths of his smoky gray eyes. "How is it?"
"Everything is as you wished. I have retained some divine power in the soul fragment." Azuka smiled slightly, but the smile was cold no matter how you looked at it. "Next, we will find where those gods are hiding."
"—and then let them face the complete and utter death that is long overdue."
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