Sealed Divine Throne II: Twin Sons of Dragon
Chapter 852 - 427 Mom

Chapter 852: Chapter 427 Mom

The story comes to this point, and it seems to have ended. Without a doubt, it is an immense tragedy, and the Wraith Monarch before my eyes is the legacy from that tragedy. Long Dangdang vaguely remembers something about the tragedy that took place over sixteen thousand years ago; it seems that he learned a little about it at the Spirit Furnace Academy, but the teachers had only mentioned it briefly. Yet, the disaster war that spanned the entire continent was so brutal. And now, is the Wraith Monarch before me intent on bringing this destruction back to the human realm?

"Initially, the teacher created the Eternal Tower to nurture his physical body. Sadly, in the end, he still couldn’t overcome that damnable curse. Otherwise, with the teacher’s cultivation back then, he would not have died for thousands or tens of thousands of years. In reality, what truly caused his eternal slumber wasn’t the injury to his body, but his heart."

"After the teacher had killed all his enemies, he realized that there was nothing in this world that he was attached to. The people he loved were all gone, and so were the people he hated. His heart became hollow as well. With nothing to live for, he ultimately chose destruction. He eternally slumbered here because he didn’t want to recall whether he was right or wrong in the war back then. The teacher later left a message saying that he was wrong, truly wrong. No matter how he slaughtered them, his loved ones could not be resurrected. And more so, so many innocents had died because of him. Therefore, before he fell into slumber, he further modified wraith magic so resurrection could become possible. Though he could no longer resurrect his family or lover at that time, he thought that if wraith magic could indeed resurrect the unjustly dead, perhaps everything would be different."

The Spectral Saint Mage turned to Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong, "This is humanity, steeped in despicable genes to their core. I believe that with the teacher’s strength if he had wished, he could actually have destroyed all humanity. But in his heart, he still saw himself as human, leading to his old age regrets. When I acquired the legacy he left behind, I saw another possibility. If there were no more humans in this world, only obedient wraiths, then there would be no deceit, no betrayal, no malice, and true unity could be achieved."

"Having told the teacher’s story, next, I will tell you my own story," the Spectral Saint Mage’s emotions seemed to have undergone some changes, Hep Benn standing beside her revealed a hesitant expression.

The Spectral Saint Mage stepped forward twice, bringing herself closer to Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong.

"Perhaps, you think I created the Wraith Kingdom to take revenge on humanity because I had a similar experience to the teacher’s, right?"

"Isn’t it?" Kongkong said subconsciously. This was indeed what he thought. Even Dangdang thought so too.

The Spectral Saint Mage shook her head, "No, of course not. I am not worthy. The teacher was once the prodigy of Luminosity, a noble, possessing the most formidable talent of that era, while I am just an ordinary person, a merchant’s wife. Compared to the teacher, it’s like one is in the heavens and the other is on the earth. But I, too, had a husband, a lovely son, a warm family. And what I experienced, was even more tragic than the teacher’s. I didn’t belong to your world, I didn’t even know why I came here, maybe through transmigration or something else. It led me to the teacher’s legacy. In my original world, my husband was killed; they brutally tortured me just to force my equally talented son to submit. I died, and my son went mad, destroying that world. Compared to the teacher, my son’s revenge seemed even more thorough, but he too died. Everything was destroyed. And when I came to this world and received the teacher’s legacy, regaining my memories and strength, the first thing I thought of was to resurrect my family. However, although this isn’t the world I lived in, the teacher’s story tells me that humans are the same in any realm—despicable, shameless, greedy, deceitful, driven by desire. To allow my family and loved ones to live well, I had to transform everything here. I wanted to create an eternally peaceful world for my family."

"Did you successfully resurrect your family?" Kongkong couldn’t help asking.

The Spectral Saint Mage nodded, "Yes, I did. The wraith magic the teacher left behind had the power to transform heaven and earth. I succeeded; I successfully resurrected my son."

As she spoke, the Spectral Saint Mage slowly raised her right hand, and Dangdang instinctively pulled Kongkong behind him to shield him completely.

But in the next instant, the blur on the Spectral Saint Mage’s face disappeared, revealing an exceedingly beautiful and delicate face, also one they were all too familiar with.

Upon seeing that face, Long Dangdang’s entire body stiffened, even the hand that was pulling along Kongkong seemed to be stuck by an immobilization spell, his mind plunging into a void. No matter how clever he was, he simply couldn’t have imagined that what was happening before his eyes was real.