The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 366 - 226: The Treasures of the Ancient World, Goodbye Bronze Mask! (6513)_4

Chapter 366: Chapter 226: The Treasures of the Ancient World, Goodbye Bronze Mask! (6513)_4

I have seen this mask before.

Previously, when the Thousand-Year Fire forcibly established a connection with me, I had seen the mask that communicated with me.

Ivita wondered, who was behind that bronze mask? He had contemplated the identity of the person behind the mask, but what he didn’t expect was that when he saw the bronze mask again, all he really saw was a mask.

Ivita said to the Hearthstone Witch, "Does that mask have a soul or a spirit within? I’ve seen that mask in the Thousand-Year Fire before, and it even communicated with me, just like a human being."

The Hearthstone Witch looked left and right, unable to make head or tail of it. "It seems like just an ordinary mask."

"But I think that a mask, after all, needs to be worn to function properly, shall we find someone here to try it on?"

"Perhaps, if you put on that mask, something else might happen."

Ivita and the Hearthstone Witch promptly turned their gaze to Vampire Wilson.

Of the four people here, he was the most suitable.

Vampire Wilson wanted to cry but had no tears, him again?

Ivita said, "Wilson, I won’t force you. If you are unwilling, I can find someone else."

Wilson smiled. "My Lord, I will do it."

"I have an immortal body. It’s very difficult to kill a fourth generation vampire. Not many things can kill me."

"Therefore, I am the most suitable."

With that, he walked towards the stone chair, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to pick up the bronze mask.

When he first picked up the bronze mask, he found it strange because it was indeed just an ordinary mask.

It felt icy cold, but nothing else happened.

Wilson looked at Ivita, "My Lord, if anything should happen..."

Ivita decisively said, "If anything dangerous happens, I will immediately remove the mask from your face. If I can’t get it off, I will separate your head from your body. After all, you are a fourth generation vampire, doing so won’t cause your death. You have nothing to fear."

Wilson nodded. "I’ll put it on then."

He slowly put on the mask.

Just as he put it on, the mask seemed to eagerly conform to his face.

Almost immediately, the mask clung to Wilson’s cheek, fully conforming to his face.

The eyes of Wilson, now wearing the bronze mask, flickered with flame.

’Wilson’ sat down on the stone chair. "So it is."

"Such a strong aura of immortality."

"That such a powerful curse creature was born in later generations is incredible. The guys from the Ancient Civilization period were strong, but they lacked variety. Unlike now where every universal law is broken, this has caused the absolute power to weaken, while the diversity of the laws and extraordinary forces have become stronger."

Ivita asked him cautiously, "Who are you?"

"We have met before." The eyes of the bronze mask flickered with uncanny flames, "I am the collective consciousness of all those who have dedicated themselves to the fire over thousands of years."

"You may call me...Shadow of Fire."

"I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, Ivita. The Ambros people of this generation have become too weak too fast. I have had to look forward to you. You have not disappointed me. In fact, I thought it would be a long time before you could come here. In turn, you have exceeded the task."

The Shadow of Fire behind the bronze mask said, "Now, I want to tell you about the knowledge that will cause the collapse of Ambros if it spreads, but cannot be forgotten."

"This is the meaning of your Igniters and your cemetery."

"The Fire Sacrifice Square preserves the embers, while this place preserves knowledge."

"For hundreds of years, we have been selecting Igniters who meet our standard using this method to prevent conspirators with ulterior motives from intervening. But today, you still brought Peter here."

The Pan God coldly stared at him, not saying a word.

The bronze man pointed to the wall at the end of the corridor, and suddenly the wall disappeared, revealing the rolling sea of corpses behind the wall.

It was a pool filled with rotten corpses.

The stench of the corpses was coming from here, and Ivita thought that the Hair Monster was probably born from this place as well.

Ivita looked upset.

Could it be that Francesca was right?

How could he tell Milani the truth?

The Pan God was delighted. "I have found it."

Then, he walked to that pool, and actually jumped in.

The man in the mask watched the Pan God leave, then continued speaking to Ivita, "The unrelated person has left, now as for that pool you see... I know that people of this era cannot accept such a sight from a moral standpoint. But do not rush to despair."

"Because after you have listened to what I have to say, you will understand that what you see and the problems you perceive are not problems."

"The Thousand-Year Fire is the Fire of Civilization. It was so before, it is now, and it will be in the future."

"The flame, which represents the human civilization of Ambros, determines the rise and fall of the country. It will not disappoint you."

Ivita raised his eyebrows. "I welcome further detail."

The man behind the bronze mask continued: "These secrets can only be told to those who can be trusted. The witch by your side, can she be trusted?"

"Do you trust her?"

Ivita looked at the Hearthstone Witch and said, "Are the Three Witches of the East not worth trusting?"

The bronze mask uttered a low laugh. "Oh, they certainly are respectable."

"I understand what you mean. I will continue then."