Chaos Devourer System - Chapter 157

Chapter 157: The Soul of Daeva
“ANTARRA, It’s a word meaning the soul…” The voice of an elder rang out, white beard reaching the navel with a stick in right hand and a light torch in the other.

Behind him were a total of five kids around the age of 12.

Every of their steps made a clanking sound that echoed throughout the entire cave structure that they were in, as the elder walked forward, the kids following behind with reverence in their eyes as not only was this elder their Supreme Patriarch, but this cave they were in was said to be their ancestral ground.

“Have you ever wondered about the miracle of a Soul of Antarra like ours? The ability to delve into the spiritual space of others and wipe them clean of a memory they perhaps never wanted.

It has always been what Humanity has always wanted. A wish that they can wipe out a particular memory from their collection of memories and we Antarra are the only ones who could make that wish come true since the beginning of humanity…”

“Is that all that the Soul of Antarra does, Elder…” One of the children suddenly asked with puppy eyes, wanting to know more of the rumors about the Supreme Patriarch.

“The world has always thought that’s all we do. But wiping off memories, that’s not even the basic part of the Soul Of Antarra…” The elder answered as a gasp suddenly escaped the mouth of all the children.

After walking in the long narrow cave for almost an hour, they finally arrived at a large space, seemingly the ending of the place.

In this space was a gigantic statue in the shape of a humanoid female, clasping her hands together in a kneeling position.

But what shocked them was the floating pink ball of energy that formed at her front gathering from the different murals on the wall around it.

“This here children is the Ultimate source of the Soul of Antarra…” The elder said as he laid down his walking stick and torch before getting on his knees and clasping his palms together.

The children were completely blown away, having never seen the Patriarch devote such ultimate reverence towards anyone before and they didn’t need to be told before they all got to their knees.

A minute quickly passed before the elder slowly stood upright.

“You can rise…” They all immediately scurried up in by one.

“You asked if the Soul Of Antarra can only wipe out memories, as you can see, the Soul of Antarra is much more…” The elder said, his flame stick illuminating the murals that were present around the place.

Murals of strange races and beings that they had never seen before, all radiating a powerful pressure and also a palpitating feeling as if they were about to jump out of the wall and attack them.

They noticed green lights emanating from these figures and gathering at the large pink orb in front of the kneeling figure.

“It’s absorbing the green motes of light from the others, changing it to its pink light…” A female voice rang out clearly to which the elder nodded.

“Yes, it is from the soul of others that the Antarra gets its own. And once you have come to a stage of Cultivation as I’ve done, you’ll come to realize of true meaning of an undying soul, the secret to Immortality…” The Elder said with heaviness in his voice before stamping the cane In his hand on the ground three times and in a weird rhythm.

The floating pink ball of energy immediately began growing powerfully as it released a shocking absorbing force that dragged all five kids into it, their figure obscured by the pink light.

The elder watched the occurrence in silence. It has been almost half a thousand years, yet it’s ever blessing, and not once had it disappointed them.

The large pink ball slowly began getting smaller and soon the figure of the five kids was revealed except this time they were different.

Seemingly surrounded by a pink halo around their body while their pupils have all been turned to a shade of pink.

They radiated a mysterious and soul-steering aura, revealing a great amount of pureness and yet filed with the slightest indifference and disdain as if that of a higher being.

“You five have received the blessings of the Soul of Antarra. Therefore, its burden has also become one of yours…” The Elder said with a heavy voice.

“Its burden?” One of the children asked slightly confused.

The elder walked forward arriving at their level in front of the kneeling figure, but he made a slight turn and moved towards the back of the kneeling statue before stretching his flaming stick out.

“AHHHHHHH…” The children immediately scream out in shock looking at the statue in front of them and behind the statue of Antarra.

It was the gigantic statue of a being sitting down on a throne of bones.

Its gigantic body towered almost twice the size of the female statue of the Soul of Antarra with huge four arms on its shoulder.

All other parts of its body were covered in dark gas blocking their vision of its face and real body but the claws of the figure could be seen and one of them was piercing into the neck of the kneeling female figure, something that wasn’t previously seen as they were looking at the image from the front.

“This is the enemy of the soul of Antarra. The Soul Of Daeva. The only opposing power to the Soul of Antarra…” The Elder said, a murderous expression emanating from his usually calm and benevolent eyes.

“Is it…” One of the children suddenly asked, shock laced in his voice.

“Yes, it is…” The Elder said.

It was a green mote of energy that suddenly appeared from the pierced neck of the kneeling Antarra and moved into the claws of the devil sitting on the throne.

But the children noticed the pink color of the Antarra suddenly changing to be that of a black, before getting absorbed into the figure of the abomination.

“While the Soul of Antarra got its energy by absorbing the soul motes of others, there’s a single rule to that exception, and it’s the Soul of Daeva.

It not only absorbs, it completely corrupts the Soul of Antarra as they come in contact and change it to its own, the only one able to outright devour our Soul of Antarra. It might be better to say, it feeds off our Soul of Antarra.

This Is The Burden Of Antarra. And only one thing Antarra has asked in exchange for her blessings. For us to help her stop the Soul of Daeva in this world. But it’s been five hundred years and we’ve not noticed the Soul of Daeva yet.

Regardless, the family heirloom must continue. We must continue searching for the Soul of Daeva as it will appear one day.

We are only birthed by the Soul of Antarra for one thing, our sole purpose of existence…

To Eliminate The Soul Of Daeva…” The Elder spat out.

“But how do we know the soul of Daeva if we ever met with it…” One of the children asked curiously.

“You need not worry young one as you’ll immediately feel an intense disgust at such a being. An extremely heavy disgust at first sight that you have never felt or even heard before.

The Soul of Daeva feeds off the Soul of Antarra… This has planted the seed of hatred in your bones.

Never Forget, No Matter who it is Who Holds The Soul of Daeva, They Must Be Immediately Eliminated, Or Else, Our Antarra Family Would Be Wiped Off The Face Of This World….”

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Antarra burst through the door of the Interdimensional combat hall, slight sweat droplets on her face as her heart pounded in her chest…

Looking around the hall, she immediately slighted the figure sitting at the top of the Dais.

“Hey Antarra. Do you never know of the meaning of to knock before barging in?”