Chapter 325 Dream Journey (II)

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Suddenly, Cain found himself in a decaying, moonlit asylum, where tortured souls whispered chilling secrets from behind rusted iron bars. The air was thick with despair, and eerie cries echoed through the endless corridors. It was so horrific that just by being a few seconds in it, he felt a wave of despair eroding his mind. Luckily, he was soon pulled out from that haunted asylum. However, Cain just jumped from the frying pan into the fire as his ethereal body plunged into a bottomless abyss, where grotesque, bioluminescent monstrosities with eyes like voids swam in pursuit of him. The crushing pressure of the deep weighed on him, and he could hear the mournful songs of long-forgotten shipwrecks. That abyssal ocean made him feel as if he was drowning, and the might of his willpower to fight that horrible experience was severely weakened. Fear and dread overcame his rational mind, and his body was paralyzed. Cain grabbed his truth, trying to breathe, when he was plunged out of the ocean and thrown into an endless maze. Cain's rational mind kept failing him, and he acted according to his instinct, which pushed him to run. Trapped within a labyrinth of twisting corridors and shifting walls, Cain was pursued by unseen horrors. Malevolent laughter echoed around him, and he felt the ever-present gaze of unseen eyes. It must have been barely a few seconds, but for Cain, it felt like an eternity. Somehow, he managed to leave the maze, only to enter a forest cloaked in perpetual twilight. The trees seemed to writhe with sinister intent, and strange, shadowy creatures slithered through the undergrowth, always just out of sight. The forest of shadows confused Cain, and he did not know where to go. That was not a problem since soon his surroundings shifted to a bleak, desolate landscape dominated by a towering funeral pyre. Flames danced with a sinister glee, casting elongated shadows that seemed to reach out for him. Just as the shadows seemed ready to overwhelm him, he appeared in the heart of a clockwork city. Unlike the beautiful landscape of engineering he had seen before, this one was a nightmarish labyrinth of gears and traps. Malfunctioning machinery threatened to crush him, and menacing automatons pursued him relentlessly. A building had just collapsed, and as the pieces were about to crush him, he appeared in the heart of an ancient, eerie town. Dark water emerged from a well with whispers that promised secrets and forbidden knowledge, drawing him closer to the edge despite his dread. Cain was about to fall into the whispering well when he appeared in the center of a macabre carnival. He watched as faceless, masked figures danced in a grotesque procession. Their eerie, synchronized movements left him with a sense of profound unease. Suddenly, the dancers began eating each other with maniacal smiles, and just as they turned their eyes toward Cain, he appeared within the grand cathedral. Cain witnessed a congregation of tormented souls, their anguished cries echoing through the cavernous space. Twisted figures adorned the stained glass windows, depicting scenes of suffering. People were praying and begging with all their strength, but blood kept emerging from their eyes. Every scenario was worse than the last one, filling Cain's soul with a sense of dread and hopelessness, and after that tormented cathedral, what came next was unbearable. In the end, Cain only shocked his head since he could do nothing. He rose from the bed and took a short shower before adopting a meditative position on the ground, doing his best to heighten his focus before the Imperial Feast. Experience more on empire Cain meditated for several hours until daylight slowly began to fade away on the horizon. Only then did he open his eyes and wear the golden robe left by the Fourth Prince's people. He left his room and saw Krane waiting for him. While the middle-aged man would not be part of Klaus' escort in the Imperial Feast, he could still attend it as Cain's companion, similar to what would happen with Damin and Karin. 'We will keep a low profile. I already found a way to secure the Fourth Prince's help, so there is no need to show off during the Imperial Feast.' Cain used his Ego Wave to speak directly into Krane's mind, and his eyes grew cold as he said the next part. 'I should not tell someone like you this, but I will do it regardless. We might be the guests of the Fourth Prince, but we are not his friends, and nothing stops him from using us as chess pieces in whatever game he might be playing.' Krane's eyes widened for a moment. He had lived for hundreds of years and experienced the cruelty of those so-called "comrades," so he knew that trust was not something one should give easily. Yet, he was surprised that someone so young as Cain would also see the world like that. It was clear to Krane that while Cain was courteous and looked happy to be part of the Fourth Prince's escort, he did not trust the man. That lack of confidence was not because Klaus did something wrong but because he had done nothing to earn Cain's trust. The fact he was an Imperial Prince meant nothing to Cain since only fools would think that status and age made some honorable. 'I understand, Master. I will keep a low profile and open my ears for new information.' Krane's eyes glowed with a solemn light as he realized that the young man he served was not only a divine genius but also a keen mind that saw things beyond black and white. Cain noticed the change in Krane but did not say a word since it was not like he trusted the middle-aged man either. However, he had control over the Wave King and would get rid of this one at any sign of betrayal. "Let's go." Cain and Krane left the castle and headed into the teleportation formations. The Imperial Feast would not occur in the Fourth Prince's home but in a neutral location. Shortly after activating the teleportation formation, Cain and Krane found themselves atop a mist-shrouded mountain. They were greeted by stone statues of mythical beasts and ancient warriors, their eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light. The Imperial Fest would be held in the Heaven Sundering Mountain. From this place, one could see the entire Silver City as gods did in the tales of the Old World.

Chapter 325 Dream Journey (II)

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