Sealed Divine Throne II: Twin Sons of Dragon
Chapter 851 - 426 The Story of the Spectral Saint Mage (Part 3)_2

Chapter 851: Chapter 426 The Story of the Spectral Saint Mage (Part 3)_2

"But Perot is, after all, the son of the Pope, with numerous life-saving tricks up his sleeve. Just as the teacher was preparing to take them down with him, he summoned a strike from the Pope using a special method. The teacher was gravely wounded, and yet he still couldn’t bring himself to harm Flo. In the end, all he could do was break out and flee. By the time he finally broke through and found a secret place to hide in Empire City, he was badly injured, having barely survived."

"Immediately after, a city-wide manhunt began in Empire City to find the teacher’s whereabouts. Once, the teacher had saved a beggar in Empire City; it was with his help that he narrowly escaped their pursuit. But just as the teacher’s wounds had healed, he received news as shocking as a bolt from the blue: they had captured his family."

"Knowing full well that the teacher was hiding in Empire City, they issued a decree, sentencing his family to death for treason. The teacher said that day, the sky seemed to turn blood red. When the emperor issued the killing order in front of the Empire City populace, when the teacher watched with his own eyes as that detestable pair, Perot and Flo, clad in armor, used sharp blades to behead his relatives. The last bit of hope and Luminosity in his heart utterly extinguished."

"Can you imagine it? Someone watching all their loved ones being killed before their eyes. Father, mother, elder sister, younger sister, and all his family members, even the young children, they spared no one. They executed the teacher’s entire family."

"The teacher knew they were waiting for him to appear, waiting for him to rush in like a moth to the flame. They knew his character too well. But it was then, a black Token he had obtained during a previous adventure was activated by the hatred in his heart. At that moment, his whole body was cold, yet he couldn’t move a muscle. Just like that, he watched helplessly as his family was killed one by one, right before his eyes!"

"At that moment, the teacher went mad, completely engulfed in madness. The blood of his relatives stained the earth of the Empire City square. Not a single one of the three hundred sixty-seven members of his family survived. They all tragically perished under their slaughtering blades. When the teacher recovered from that numbing cold, not one of his relatives was left alive. He seemed to see their vengeful spirits unwillingly lingering in the sky."

"The teacher didn’t strike back. His family was already dead; he left that place filled with towering hatred. Since the teacher never showed up during the massacre, they believed he had left Empire City. The city-wide manhunt was temporarily suspended, but they continued to search for the teacher’s whereabouts across the continent."

"Having finally left Empire City, the teacher chose a direction and ran wildly. He ran for seven days and seven nights until he collapsed from exhaustion in a valley. Since that day, there was no Luminosity left in the teacher’s heart, only endless grudges and hatred. He swore to live for revenge, to kill all who betrayed him, all who had wronged him."

"For some reason, after he lost the light, the Cultivation Technique of the Chelonian Carapace Technique mysteriously vanished. Perhaps it was disgusted by the hatred in the teacher’s heart. But that didn’t matter to the teacher anymore. From that black Token, he received the inheritance of an ancient wraith mage. Luminosity and wraiths are inherently opposed; however, with the teacher’s talent, he gradually began to merge them. The teacher needed power, power strong enough to overturn the whole Massive Wave Kingdom, to destroy the Glorious Papacy. He no longer had any relatives; in this world, everyone was his enemy, and only their blood and lives could dilute the grudge in his heart. The teacher cultivated day and night, madly increasing his power, all for the day he could avenge his family."

"Hatred became the teacher’s greatest motivation. A prodigy of Luminosity, who spent ten years in harsh cultivation hidden deep in the mountains—can you imagine how terrifying that is? When the teacher left those mountains, he was no longer Eleks, the prodigy of Luminosity, but the Spectral Saint Mage, wraith calamity Eleks."

"The teacher killed anyone he saw, turning all living creatures into wraiths under his command. He started with a small town and gradually gathered a wraith legion. When he returned to the Empire City of the Massive Wave Empire, he already commanded a million wraiths. The Massive Wave Empire was thoroughly destroyed by the teacher. But that bitch Flo, she managed to escape to the Glorious Papacy with Perot. So, the teacher led his wraith legion to assault the Papacy. He planned to destroy them all, to avenge himself and his family."

Hearing this, Long Dangdang could not help but angrily say, "Have you thought about how many innocents you’ve killed with your revenge? It was the Massive Wave royal family and the Papacy who were your enemies. But why involve so many others?" He sympathized with Eleks’s plight, but he detested his cruel methods and the harm he’d caused humanity.

The Spectral Saint Mage replied indifferently, "The teacher said that he had hesitated and regretted. But at that time, the three great Empires and the Papacy were too powerful. It was simply impossible for him to take his revenge alone. To exact his revenge, he fell into corruption, into deep darkness. But the teacher at that time never thought he was wrong. In his eyes, there was only slaughter. I ask you, if it were you in the same situation, what would you do?"

"Kill them, kill them all! They’re too hateful!" Long Kongkong, who was beside them, had unknowingly clenched his fists, as if he had immersed himself completely in the story.

Long Dangdang looked at his brother in shock and instinctively pulled on his arm. Long Kongkong looked up at him, his eyes slightly red, "Brother..."

"The teacher destroyed his homeland. The Glorious Papacy, in order to counter him, allied with the other two great Empires and waged war against him. At that time, the teacher had conquered nearly a third of the continent. He had a large number of powerful wraiths under his command, their Soul Flames controlled by him, exhibiting unwavering loyalty. Millions of wraiths under the teacher’s command, like a plague, pounced on the Glorious Papacy. Even though the Papacy had powerful divine magic, the teacher, as the Spectral Saint Mage, his direct wraith subordinates had a strong resistance to the light element. In the beginning of the war, the teacher had a complete advantage."

"But, wraiths are still wraiths; even with their staunch loyalty, they had lost the wisdom that came with being human. The foundation of the Glorious Era gradually came into play as they united. When they stabilized their position and began to counterattack under the leadership of the Papacy, the teacher’s power was already very formidable, capable of contending with the Pope of the Glorious Papacy. However, he couldn’t guarantee the certain victory of his wraith legion."

"In the end, in a decisive battle, the teacher’s wraith legion was defeated, even though the Allied Army also paid a terrible price. The teacher was ultimately defeated. He was badly injured by the Pope of the Glorious Papacy along with a group of masters. And that Pope inflicted a vicious Curse of Decline on him. As a result, the teacher suffered the agony of this sacred curse for a thousand years, eventually choosing to give up his physical body and enter eternal slumber."

"The teacher lost the war, but his revenge was still successful. Although he suffered irreparable heavy damage. But those who had wronged him had all been killed by his hand. This included the Pope, Perot, and Flo. To be honest, at the moment before he crushed Flo’s heart, the pain and struggle in her eyes filled him with satisfaction. He wanted to see if her heart was really red. Perot was turned into a wraith by the teacher in the most painful way and kept by his side. The teacher took a thousand years to slowly refine his Soul Flame, eventually causing it to dissipate into nothing, never to find peace in death."