Original God's Dark Priest

Chapter 905 Will Sapphire become a fairy?

After Saffir and the captain had a frank conversation, Mavica looked at Orloren. Now, her task was to counsel Orloren.

Mavica was also a little shaken. If Saffir hadn't noticed something was wrong, this time it might have really turned into a disaster.

It's not just because of the relationship between the Fools and Nata, but more importantly, Orloren was the chosen hero from the very beginning.

Her expression was complex as she whispered, "Ororen, I never believed that what you wanted was to sacrifice yourself in that ceremony. But you haven't given up either. Do you even know what you're really pursuing?"

“I want an answer, an answer to why I exist here, why I am cared for by others, why I receive so much concern…” Oloren looked away, not daring to meet Mavica’s gaze. “No one is born to be a hero, but no one is born to be treated specially.”

I want to find more ways to achieve things I could have done before but failed to do.

Saffir lowered her eyes. A cruel truth was clear: the ritual was doomed from the start, and so was Orloren's plan. But she wouldn't reveal this fact; there was no need.

Mavica raised her head slightly and said, "Now, the answer has appeared."

The others were all startled. Following her gaze, they saw a celestial spirit that had lost its physical form slowly flying over with an ancient name.

The ancient name appeared before Euron's eyes and suddenly shone with dazzling brilliance.

Along with the radiance appeared the figure of a man who said, "You will bear my name and fight as the leading hero of this generation of Smoke Mystery."

It's Sanhaj.

Saffir looked at the blurry figure, who glanced back at her and chuckled softly before turning his attention to Orloren: "How interesting. You're not the kind of person people think you are, nor are you the kind of person you think you are."

Finding oneself is a lifelong lesson. I, too, once thought I could never be a hero. I was once incredibly cunning, yet in the end, I gave my life for Nata.

"Come, remember your name. It doesn't mean what people usually think it means, but it still reveals your nobility and aspirations."

“My ancient name is… Bidi.” Oloren had already realized what this scene meant, and he uttered the name softly.

Sanghaj nodded and explained, “It means dedication. Not to live to die, but to find the answer you seek. For it, you will give your strength, you will be renewed—you will prove yourself.”

The All-Seeing Ones are feasting over their foresight of their own death. Let us raise our glasses of flesh and bone, and sing a final song for the heroes who gave their all…

Congratulations, his wish has come true.

Sanghaj disappeared. Before leaving, he glanced at Saffir one last time, then looked at Mavika. The two looked at each other and exchanged knowing smiles.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Sanghaj. Thank you for recognizing him, the fifth hero of this era.” Mavica’s words revealed Ororon’s identity: the hero who inherited the ancient name of Pidi from the Lord of Smoke, and also an indispensable part of Mavica’s five-hundred-year plan.

At this moment, Orlan held up his ancient name with his right hand, the patterns on his body shining brightly, and his whole body was enveloped in the energy of the Night Soul.

With the fifth hero in place, Mavica breathed a sigh of relief and was about to suggest heading back when she heard a gentle female voice say, "I'm glad to see your plan progress further. My voice did not cause any irreparable damage."

Everyone heard it. The captain, Mavica, and Saffir all narrowed their eyes slightly, while Paimon immediately darted behind Saffir and cautiously peeked out half his head.

Euron was puzzled: "What was that sound?"

“As expected… it’s Yagami, she’s been awakened.” Mavica revealed the other person’s identity.

A faint white aura condensed in mid-air, without revealing its appearance or form. Or rather, the Night Goddess had long since lost her physical form and could only appear in this form.

Upon hearing that it was the God of Night, Paimon immediately lost his fear and ran out confidently, then asked with a look of surprise, "What? The God of Night? The God of Night from the Kingdom of Night?"

"I rule over the realm of souls, but with little power left, I can only continue to exist by sleeping." The Night God's voice was soft and gentle.

When talking about this, he was as calm as if he were talking about someone else's business.

“And today I was awakened by this device, and I could not control my instinctive wailing. Such a sound is enough to stir the soul…” she sighed softly, “but your souls are all intact, so the impact is relatively small. But his soul is incomplete, which caused a strong fluctuation, almost causing it to collapse.”

As she spoke, she could not hide the admiration in her words: "Yet he managed to preserve his soul with his willpower and survive the most dangerous time. What an amazing human being."

Now, even those who didn't understand before got it.

Xinoning looked up at the wisp of white smoke: "So, his unusual behavior is also due to the influence of this fluctuation?"

"No, another soul was also affected. It discovered this defect and tried to hide, but was driven out."

"But this soul didn't come from Nata or the Kingdom of Night, and I don't know where it came from." Night God was naturally very familiar with things related to souls, and he saw through the essence of what had just happened at a glance.

Upon hearing this, Saffir immediately looked at the captain and extended his hand to him.

"Huh?" The captain asked, puzzled.

Saffir frowned seriously and said, "Don't play dumb. Where's the talisman I gave you? Show it to me so I can check it."

"..." The captain did not move.

He can't produce it.

Saffir took a deep breath, now fully understanding what was going on. She was both annoyed and amused, saying, "Didn't I tell you that it helps you stabilize those souls? Why don't you carry it with you at all times?"

“But that would cause them pain.” The captain’s voice weakened almost imperceptibly; he was feeling guilty.

Having lived for hundreds of years, this was the first time he felt guilty in front of a woman.

Saffir was stunned by what he heard, hardly believing his ears: "Pain? Ha... People are dead, and they feel pain from just a little restraint? They were all brave warriors. As their commander, when did you become so cowardly?"

You know perfectly well, you know perfectly well that this is only temporary…

“I’m sorry, Aurora. They’ve suffered too much already. If I could, I would only want to minimize their suffering. It’s my fault.” The captain bowed his head.

Saffir, not wanting to argue any further, waved her hand and said, "If you had that talisman, this whole thing wouldn't have happened. But... well, it's a case of 'a mishap turned out to be a happy one,' at least the outcome wasn't bad."

She frowned, staring at the now-dormant secret mechanism: "Interesting. It was supposed to be a machine to reconstruct the earth's veins, but in the end, it awakened the Night God who should have been sleeping... a painful wail... This secret mechanism seems more complex than it appears. Is it connected to you?"

“Yes, I was once the creator of the Nata Leyline and the Kingdom of Night,” Night God replied.

Her answer was very vague and could be considered irrelevant.

Mavica explained, "During the ancient battle between the dragons and the Descendants, the edge of the world was destroyed, and the Abyss invaded as a result. Nata's ley lines were the most severely damaged."

To help the Nata people who live here, the Night God integrated the fragments of the old ley lines and reconstructed their network, thus giving birth to the Kingdom of the Night God.

Later, the first god of fire, Shibarak, strengthened it and established rules for combating the abyss, namely the Resurrection Poems and the Holy Night Pilgrimage, which are still in use today.

“So that’s how it is…” Paimon had a sudden realization. “I remember now! You once said that the power comes from the sky.”

Yagami continued, "The device before us is a tool used by an ancient dragon to strengthen the earth's veins, injecting power into the core of the earth's veins."

In the distant past, this approach was not very effective because their techniques were crude compared to the sophisticated structure of the ley lines.

Moreover, the structure of the earth's ley lines has long since changed, and only I can bear this power... Although the method is brutal and I will suffer immense pain, at least I have drawn some power that allows me to wake up, speak with you, and do some more for you.

"For example, at the cost of your death, to reconstruct Nata's ley lines once again?" Saffir revealed this answer in advance.

Paimon was shocked: "How...how could this be?"

"Isn't this easy to understand? As I said before, the price of reconstructing the ley lines is one person's life, but this person will not actually die immediately, because he will become the central hub of the reconstructed ley lines, which is the Night God."

The ley lines in Nata have already been reconstructed once, with Night God being the central hub. If they want to reconstruct it again, Night God, the current central hub of the ley lines, will naturally be abandoned, unless Orloren, who accepts himself as a sacrifice, is chosen.

Otherwise, wouldn't it just be the same old thing in a different guise? So if the ley lines are to be reconstructed this time, not only will Euron die, but the God of Night will also disappear completely. This is an even heavier price to pay.” Saffir had long understood all of this and did not intend to let Euron's idea come true, because in her view, the essence of this matter was still the same old thing in a different guise.

It's just following in the footsteps of those who came before; it doesn't solve any problems or open up any new possibilities, so there's no point in doing it.

After Saphir finished speaking, he looked at the Night God and said, "I am very curious. You are not a demon god, so why do you have the mark of God's love for the world engraved in your soul, just like other demon gods?"

Would he be willing to sacrifice twice for Nata?

“The Nata people worship me and have given me the name Night God. Before we perished, I had another name…” Night God paused slightly before continuing, “Angel.”

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Paimon: !

Saphir's heart skipped a beat. An angel... was it the one she was thinking of?

Then she immediately shook her head, saying it was impossible; the angel the Night God spoke of was not the same person as her.

"You seem surprised, and rightly so, after all, half of your blood belongs to the angels." Night God seemed to have seen through everything about Saphir long ago, and spoke calmly.

Upon hearing Night God's words, everyone's gaze turned to Sapphire. Apart from Ying and Little Paimon, the others had no idea that Sapphire was also an angel.

Sapphire had calmed down by now. She crossed her arms and looked at the Night God and the fairies wandering in mid-air with a scrutinizing gaze: "So, you, this angel, have some connection with me... But we are not the same thing. Over the long course of time, angels also evolve."

But this is the first time I've seen something evolve into this type. I acknowledge your kindness, but I don't condone your weakness.

“Yes, even with all my resentment, I must admit that as an ordinary and unremarkable angel, there is ultimately a difference between me and the ruler of all the realms of the gods.” The God of Night remained calm. “But what makes you think you are her? As a fragment of her, you are no more noble than us.”

"You're courting death..." Saffir clenched his right hand, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent.

Sensing the murderous aura emanating from her, Yagami paused slightly before continuing, "There's no need for that. We are not adversaries. Moreover, at least for now, you still have the right to call yourself an angel, while we... have degenerated, lost our angelic form, and become spirits."

Ying suddenly realized: "So Fairy Spirits are angels..."

"No way! I would never become like that!" Saffir was a little defensive.

Ying shrank back and muttered softly, "I never said you'd turn out like that..."

“Thinking about it in your heart won’t work either!” Saffir added.

Ying shut her mouth, her eyes full of innocence.

Everyone else was looking at her, and Mavica even blinked, as if she had a lot to say.

Saffir glanced around, exuding an aura that threatened to beat anyone who dared to utter a single word.

After waiting a few seconds to make sure no one spoke, Sapphire continued, "So, you gathered the fairies here?"

“There are very few angels left behind by Nata, so there are also very few fairies left. Everyone revolves around me, dedicating their power to humanity and reconstructing the ley lines,” Night God replied. “Seeing humanity living tenaciously now and regarding me as their faith, I am very satisfied and somewhat understand how ‘you’ felt back then.”

However, I still have some questions. Clearly…”

“There are always some things in this world that don’t need a reason. Even a kind angel can become a sharp knife in the hands of an evil person. I merely broke their weapons, that’s all,” Saffir interrupted Night God’s question.

Then she raised her hand, and a ray of golden healing light condensed in her palm: "Since we are of the same race, I will give you some help."

The Holy Light was activated, and a stream of light containing the breath of life flowed into the Night Goddess's body, quickly restoring her vitality: "Nata, you still need to hold on for a while longer. Don't die easily."

"Heh...then, I will obey the divine decree." Night God's voice seemed to have gained some strength, indicating that he had indeed recovered some of his power.

Then she spoke directly: "Mavika, the successor to the will of Shibarak, the current leader of Nata—"

Despite the many misunderstandings, I have awakened, and I have received power from my former lord, the executor of the Fools, and the hero of the Smoke Riddle...

"Give me your command, and I will attempt to carry out my mission as I did thousands of years ago. For the sake of humanity in Nata, you only need to nod to me. To overcome the calamity of the abyss, please give me your orders."

Saffir frowned slightly, about to say something, when Night God said, "You are no longer my master. At this critical moment involving Nata's life and death, please stand aside and do not make things difficult for me."

Saffir paused, gave a soft snort, and stopped talking, but she stared coldly at Mavica, as if she would turn on her if she said the wrong thing.

But Mavica had no time to pay attention to Saphir's expression, because she had already prepared this answer.

As the others guessed at Mavica's answer, she spoke up: "I won't do that."