Chaos Devourer System - Chapter 639

Chapter 639: The News…
It was just as Kenji behind him described. Right in front of them was an unending void of space, spread like a mat through the far distance, while little sprinkles of light from stars far away managed to illuminate the setting.

“It seems you haven’t also been here before?” Zeras mused, looking at Kenji, who had his jaws dropping to the ground, only to retrieve them after his question.

“Never have, boss. I’ve only heard the tales of this grand call. I have never witnessed it since I got into the sect…” Kenji replied to him as Zeras suddenly snapped his gaze to his front. Mysteriously, a total of ten figures appeared out of the empty space.

“What the!?” Zeras couldn’t help but shout in shock as he looked at the figures. His face massively changed, his heart violently pumping within his chest.

‘Strong! They are stronger than me by hundreds of times!!!’ Zeras thought in shock, as the entire area calmed down immediately, all signs of murmurs fading away like the passage of time to an undying one.

“Those…” Kenji said, his eyes narrowing before they widened to their limit. “Boss, do you see that all of the grand elders are standing behind those three people? And their heads are slightly bowed too. Just who are they to make the grand elders revere them!” Kenji asked him as Zeras stared intently at the three people—two females and a male.

They were all about fifty years old, their true age probably reaching to the thousands. The females were both peculiar in that one of them, from top to down, was snow white: snow white hair, snow white face, snow white pupils, snow white gown. Everything on her was snow white. On the contrary, the other female was dark: raven dark hair that spread below her feet, raven dark eyes, and a raven dark gown that seemed to burn with dark flames or quivering shadows. It was like one of them was the angel of light while the other was an angel of death, each of them though slightly older looking, no doubt devastating beauties.

The one standing in the middle was a man, with a walking stick in his right hand, donning a golden colored haori, placed on top of a crimson colored shirt and trousers. His flaming red hair gently bounced around his head, his expression as calm as an ancient mountain.

To the outer sect and ordinary inner sect members, the three elders were like ordinary mortals with no sign of cultivation at all. Yet to some anomalies among the inner sect, they felt suffocated in the presence of the three figures, whose calm eyes looked at them, their expression as impenetrable as a rock.

“PAY YOUR RESPECTS TO THE ANCIENTS!” Grand Elder Lionheart roared out to them as all of the disciples’ knees automatically smashed into the void of space at the same time, all falling on one knee, their right hand crossed diagonally over their chest, before they all lowered their heads.

It was the highest form of paying respect to anyone within the Ten Thousand Transformations Sect.

“There’s no need to be so uprightly tight, Lionheart, you all rise to your feet…” the crimson man said to them as they all rose to their feet.

“Without wasting any more of your time, let’s get into the reason why you have all been called here…” the man addressed them immediately as he slowly rose up his stick and gently tapped on the void of space before him.

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIPLE

Space in front of the stick immediately rippled like a pin drop on a calm pond, followed by space itself getting ripped open, revealing a new end of the void to him.

A void where lay an incredibly ginormous tower that made Zeras’s jaw drop to the ground.

‘It’s the same tower! The same tower that I found in that little book test!’ Zeras thought in shock, staring firmly at the tower. While the tower might not have the strange creatures surrounding it, the form and height were exactly the same as the one he had sighted.

“Could it be…”

“Majority of you wouldn’t know much about the tower nor its significance, and that is why we have all risen from slumber to come and enlighten you of it,” the old man said as he walked forward closer to them, standing before the tower image itself.

“This tower is known as the Tower of the Unfulfilled God. It appears at completely random times through the world, and the last time it had opened up was a thousand years ago! When I was nothing but a little child with a big dream…” he said, chuckling to himself.

“The tower has now appeared once more, a thousand years after my birth, and it has appeared in a total of three places in the God’s Children area. One of them has appeared in an area claimed by our own sect, and the other two in the territory of two other neighbor sects.

Its significance is so great it allows us three sects to gain massive control over the God’s Children area, even though there exist titans from the various god families in the God’s Children area.

Why am I saying this? Just to let you know that this event might probably be the greatest event that has ever happened in your life, and I can only say you’re lucky to be alive as you are right now…” the old man said to them as they all remained quiet.

“Firstly, we’ll talk about the origin of the tower, and it’s just as the name has described. The tower has been built by a god himself, an unfulfilled god who ascended to the status of a god beyond his will…” he began as Zeras’s heart began pumping furiously within him.

‘So they truly exist. That bastard dragon isn’t lying. Gods really exist. And my mother is one of them…” Zeras thought remembering the tales of the chained dragon in his soul.