Endless Evolution: Last Star

Chapter 1747 1747: The Sound of the Past and the Future (Part 1)

BAM! BAM! BAM!

With no intention of stopping, Zin rained blows down on Adam again and again, inflicting increasingly severe injuries.

As long as the next attack didnʼt threaten Adamʼs life, Leerna wouldnʼt intervene in the fight, so Zin could keep attacking as long as necessary.

Whooooooooosh!

Suddenly, Zinʼs fist stopped right in front of Adamʼs blood-covered face. It wasnʼt that Zin had decided to spare Adam and not kill him.

No, the answer was a smirk on his face as he watched the blood flowing down Adamʼs chest and heading toward the ground.

”This is it!” Zin exclaimed inwardly with excitement.

Now, he could clearly hear the difference between Adamʼs blood flow and something else, something unique he had never encountered before.

Sure, Zin knew that the blood of Queen Elisa was now flowing through Adam. Esʼaha had told him about it. But he wanted to feel it, to hear her blood flowing.

Zin had only one way to be sure of this.

”Sorry, Adam, but I just canʼt help myself!” Zinʼs eyes flashed as he raised his hand.

The sound wave enveloped his palm, just as before, becoming a sharp, invisible blade. However, unlike last time, Zin didnʼt make the blade large enough to cut through half the arena with a single swing.

No, he needed a short but extremely sharp blade, like a scalpel. He had to make one precise cut to finally get what he had set out to achieve when he first decided to participate in the Grim Court.

”Agh? What is he going to do?” the girl muttered, fear filling her eyes.

”Heʼs going to kill him!” her friend exclaimed at the top of his voice. ”The judge has to stop the fight right now!”

”Yes! One swing and itʼll all be over!”

The spectators might have been right, since even Leerna gripped the arms of her stone throne more tightly. However, despite the spectatorsʼ pleas, she did not rush.

A fraction of a second would be enough for her to stop Zin if he actually decided to kill Adam with his next move. But the main reason Leerna didnʼt act was that she didnʼt believe Zin wanted to kill Adam, at least not now.

”He came here for a different reason than everyone else participating in the Grim Courts,” she thought, staring intently at Zin. ”Could it be that Esʼaha told him something? Hmm… What could it be?”

While the tension among the spectators grew as they waited for the judge to act, Zin took a deep breath.

”Gha…”

His hand trembled slightly, for this was a crucial moment for him. He couldnʼt remember the last time heʼd felt such excitement as he did now.

ʼAlright, no panic. I have to do this flawlessly!ʼ He pulled himself together as his hand became as steady as that of a skilled surgeon.

Slowly, he brought the sound blade to Adamʼs chest before making a deep but precise incision.

Neither Adamʼs flesh nor his ribs could protect him from the sound blade, for which even the arena barrier was no obstacle.

When Zin moved the sound blade aside, his breath caught in his throat.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Adamʼs heart, exposed to the outside world, beat vigorously, trying to keep him alive despite the heavy bleeding and numerous wounds.

Because Adamʼs heartbeat was so strong, Zin could clearly hear two distinct rhythms separated by his blood.

All he had left to do was focus on one of them, and he would finally hear Queen Elisaʼs blood flow.

”This is going to look strange, but what choice do I have, right?” Zin smiled bitterly before tilting his head toward Adamʼs chest.

His face hovered before the bloody edges as he closed his eyes, shutting out all senses except his hearing.

Thump! Thump. Thump…

The heartbeat became the only thing Zin could hear. The vibrations traveled through his golden headphones, filling his mind with an unusual melody.

His consciousness seemed to flow with the current, following the source of this blood, straight to the majestic being who now resided on the mysterious island hovering above the great Citadel.

Zinʼs breath caught in his throat when, amidst the darkness, he saw the figure of a girl who seemed to have descended from the heavens. Her heart continued to beat, but extremely slowly, as if she had long since accepted her fate of existing between life and death to save the lives of millions of her kind time and time again.

”Is that her…?” Zin muttered inwardly, his voice trembling. ”Is that Queen Elisa?”

The moment Zin realized this, something changed in his senses. He felt as though several days were passing in a single second, that a single glance at Queen Elisa took him several hours instead of a moment.

At the same time, he realized that although it seemed to him that he had already been here for several days, barely three seconds had passed. His perception of time was distorted, yet it didnʼt feel foreign to him.

ʼItʼs the effect of her blood… The sound is both new and old…ʼ

Esʼaha was right. Zin had never heard anything like it. In this world, there were no sounds that could exist simultaneously in the past and the future, except for Queen Elisaʼs beating heart.

But something else was even more surprising to Zin: he wasnʼt bored.

ʼUsually, when I find new, unusual sounds, it only takes me a few seconds to understand them. But… even though little time has passed in the real world, it feels like Iʼve been here for over a week. Still… Iʼm ready to keep listening to her heartbeat. I canʼt get used to this.ʼ

Most people would find it hard to understand what Zin was experiencing right now, but his situation was like that of a gourmet who had previously tasted every dish in the world. Then, this gourmet found a single dish that was constantly changing and filling him with flavors new to him. It was practically heaven for his palate, and the same was true for Zinʼs ears.

Thump!

Suddenly, something interrupted Zinʼs silence, a dull thud that momentarily shattered the melody of the blood.

Zin spun around sharply as his eyes widened.

ʼWhat the hell…?ʼ

In the distance, he saw the massive blood bubble hovering in the darkness, before which stood a figure with black hair like his own, but blue eyes.

ʼA-Adam?ʼ Zinʼs voice faltered as he realized who he was looking at.