Chapter 346 The Disgust Of Change
[Congratulations, you have killed a Spawn of the Chaos]
[As one that killed his brethren, your path remains darker]
[You have leveled up your heritage]
[You have gained an heirloom]
[You have slain a Calamitous Destroyer]
[You have gained 12 talent fragments]
Northern heard the words clearly as he reeled down and crashed into the ground.
He wasn't sure what had happened and never in his wildest dreams did he think he would have been able to kill such monstrosity.
He was even caught up in the whole disaster that he didn't use [Soul Eyes] on it.
It was a Destroyer rank!
Northern had never known anything aside from a maelstrom.
He slowly stood up like nothing was wrong, even though he had fallen from such great heights.
No, it was not like the force of Limitless Void protected him from the fall.
Northern's body had just gotten that strong.
Limitless Void separated his reality from the reality of any matter that is coming towards him, not that he is going towards.
Northern stared blankly at the series of tabs that appeared before his eyes.
As much as he wanted to inspect all of them immediately—especially when he thinks of another Chaos Sword Art—they had to get out of the sleeping mountains as soon as they could.
Because as the darkness was slowly clearing, light was penetrating. And should light penetrate the mountains.
The reason as to why it was called the Sleeping Mountain would be unleashed.
Northern didn't know this though. [Sense] just gave him a really uncomfortable intuition about things.
So he decided to flee.
Rendezvousing with the rest in front. They too had been waiting for him, although, knowing pretty well what was wrong.
As Northern got to them, he hurriedly said, trying to stop a little.
"Don't stop, run," Raven said to him calmly and immediately shot off like a fired bullet.
Northern was dazed for a moment. Then he looked back. The fog was slowly approaching them.
Without thinking too much, he obeyed Raven, using [Velocity Dash], he breezed to the front, leaving afterimages as he ran past all of them.
Eventually after a couple of minutes of them running. They finally got out of the sleeping mountains.
Luckily no one was caught in the fog.
All four of them were heaving seriously but Northern though, was a bit more at ease than the rest who seemed to have spent all their breath running.
Northern looked back with a slight frown on his face.
"What was that?"
Helena raised her head and sighed, leaning both hands on her waist before she spoke.
"That there is the reason why this mountain is called the Sleeping Mountain." She took another breath before she continued, "The residents of this continent spoke of it as the mountain of lost souls, the mountain of no return, bedrock of eternal slumber.
"All because of the white fog, when people enter it, they fall asleep. But all that changed when the rifts came. The fog suddenly disappeared, overthrown by a darkness that loomed at a particular area, occasionally spreads and reduces."
She looked at Northern with a bright light of interest in her tender, feral eyes.
"I'm guessing you killed the monster that is causing the darkness. And now that the darkness is out of the way. The fog returns."
Northern sighed, and thought about what she said for a while.
"Helena," he called her as she was about to turn away to face Raven.
"What?" The feral Sage turned back to Northern.
"If people sleep in the fog, how come we never encounter any human body, not even bones?"
"Did you see the amount of monsters that were roaming that depth?"
"Yes... do they eat bones too?"
Helena shrugged, "There's no telling what a monster could be. I mean, it's been how many years since rifts first came and we are still getting to discover new varieties of monsters."
Northern agreed with her, but he had a different thought.
'Fagnur or whoever left the Tower with the airship has something to do with it... ah... the airship.'
Northern raised his gaze to the sky and brought it back down, looking around. The parts of the airship were scattered around, his precious airship.
Northern covered his face with his palm and washed it down with a huge exhale.
It felt like everything he had worked for, he just sacrificed like that.
And for what?
'To save these fools...'
Northern felt disgusted at his own self, at his own decision.
But strangely, he didn't regret it. And that was the feeling that disgusted him the most.
'Don't tell me, you're beginning to change?' He said internally to himself.
And scoffed afterwards.
'I'd be damned. Yea, it's just the series of events that has been happening of late. I'm just confused.'
He tried to convince himself, an attempt that seemed almost desperate.
Raven turned to him with a solemn smile, after she seemed to have just discussed something with Helena, and said:
"Northern, can we talk?"
Northern's already dark mood got even darker, he stared at her with a scowl and followed as she walked further, separating both of them from the other two.
Helena watched as they walked forward, her hands beneath her jaw.
"Those two... I don't know. tssss." She sucked air through her teeth, "something feels different about the air between them."
Terence turned to her with a dour smile.
"I guess they've grown closer to each other. They're actually friends now."
Helena stared at Raven and Northern while Terence added.
"A lot must have happened..."
The feral Sage folded her arms on her small breasts and smacked her lips, the markings on her face were vertical lines that crossed over her eyes this time around.
"I'm very curious, where have they been? What have they been doing? I'm so curious!"
She swung her head at Terence.
"You really don't know?"
The saintess craned her neck a little bit to look at her then blatantly ignored.
Then she said after a couple of silent seconds.
"How many times will I tell you... I don't know."