Chapter 262 The Black Man

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Inside the crystal mines, the clones stumbled upon something suspicious, something unusual. They decided it would be best for Silva to come himself. So Silva came there after leaving the war. He headed to the crystal mines and walked in, but what he saw sent chills down his spine. During the excavation of crystals, the clones had dug too far, too fast, and they stumbled upon a cave chamber and a large statue. The statue was over fifteen feet tall, and from the eyes of this statue, blood spilled and constantly filled the room, flowing through some holes that were created in the room. All this was confusing, and Silva didn't know what to think at this point. What the hell was happening here? Why was there a statue there? Why was there even an underground chamber? Silva decided to come closer and check what was going on. He approached the statue, his feet going through the shallow pool of blood. His eyes darted around in all directions, ensuring that there was nothing else here. This was so random, and it made absolutely no sense. But when he looked back, he saw that the way they used to come here had vanished. The clones and he hadn't even noticed when this happened. What the hell was happening here? Silva immediately took out his sword, and so did all the ten clones there. They watched around to see what was happening. Suddenly, they heard a voice. "Is this the task you were given to do? Raid a country?" Silva looked around to find the voice that spoke, but he couldn't see anyone. Then the fully black man that was with Ophelia appeared. I know what you are thinking now: how do I have more access to this world than Ophelia? Well, unlike her, I have fewer restrictions," the man said. He looked at Silva and then released Silva's mouth to talk. "What is all this crap you are saying? Ophelia never told me about anything like this," Silva said. "Oh, well, she can't. Even what I'm doing now, she doesn't really know about it. Otherwise, she would have never let me do it. I want to take a religion from your old world. They talk about the God, the Son, and then a Spirit, right? Well, you see, the God had the least contact with that world. The Son is the messenger of the God, sent to work in the world, trusting the God. The Spirit knows all the God's plans, and due to that fact, he can make contact with the world, but not like the Son. I want to use that human-made reference to talk about Ophelia now. Ophelia is the God in this situation, and I am the Spirit. Thousands of years ago, the Dark Dragon was the Son. Now that is you—you are the Son. Eww, I hate saying that. You are our contact to this world, the one supposed to help the God save their world. But you have started going off track, kid. You really have. And that's actually not your fault but because Ophelia refused to let me guide you. It would be very risky, as order would frown on it. Really, that's a bummer. But now I have a few minutes to talk to you here before I go. I want to tell you a bit about the gravity of what you are facing, kid. When I'm done, you will understand that your conquests and activities are useless and pointless, and that you are wasting time. You have seen your own future—you have seen it through the eyes of that fairy. How much do you think you have changed that future? How much do you believe you have secured a win for when it happens? Or are you just delusional? Because you have no idea what real power looks like."

Chapter 262 The Black Man

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