My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 818: Chapter 819: Yari The Chained City

With that done, Damon and Lazarak had to complete their journey.

As for the children, Lyn and Sithara, Damon was unsure what to do with them. Taking them along was fine, but would they survive. Leaving them behind was also not a good enough choice for the same reason.

’Now what..’ he thought, turning to Lazarak.

Lazarak shrugged, then clasped his hands together with sudden enthusiasm.

“We’re going on a great adventure to change the world. Do you children want to come along.”

Lyn glanced at Sithara, then the boy smiled, his grip tightening slightly around her hand.

“Will we get to create Lysithara?”

Damon shrugged casually, though his shoulders were tense.

“That’s up to you. Lazarak is going against the goddess. I’m looking for a cure for an incurable illness. And you two are trying to create something beautiful. Should be an interesting adventure.”

Sithara was no longer afraid of Damon. She shifted her weight, curiosity replacing her earlier caution.

“Ahhm, where do you plan to go?”

Damon paused, suddenly feeling embarrassed. His gaze drifted away.

He had no idea. Lazarak did not know this world either.

So he improvised.

“To wherever I can find the cure.”

“So you intend to go to Yari, the chained city.”

Damon glanced at Lazarak, then back at the children.

“Yes. We do. But just a quick question. You guys know about Yari, right.”

Lyn nodded slowly, his face paling as he swallowed.

“It’s the largest city in the world. That place is hell.”

Sithara agreed with her brother, her jaw tightening as she hugged her arms.

“It’s ruled by the chained people. Lots of people gather there. You can fight for your freedom and become one of the chained, or you can live as a prisoner.”

Lyn’s eyes flickered, his voice lowering.

“Legend has it whoever manages to enter the central towers will obtain a legendary elixir.”

Lazarak smiled coldly, his gaze lifting upward as if staring at an invisible tower rising into the sky.

“Those who enter can also leave this world and return to Aetherus, am I right.”

Lyn nodded.

“Yeah, but that’s a myth. I mean, the whole elixir is a myth too. Frankly speaking, I’ve theorized the whole idea of the elixir and gateways is just a way for Yari to gather everyone who can reach the center.”

Sithara smiled, eager to add to her brother’s reasoning.

“They stand to gain too much from this. Think about it. They recruit powerful talents, increase their own power, and gain foolish slaves who work tirelessly for an imaginary goal.”

Damon chuckled quietly. These kids were really smart. No surprise.

“There is no smoke without fire. If there is a chance, then that is where we will go.”

Sithara glanced at her brother, concern flashing across her face, but Lyn had more to say.

“That tower is a holy site dedicated to a god known as Seraph Null. A lesser god feared even in Aetherus.”

Lazarak shrugged, a sneer tugging at his lips.

“Let me guess. Seraph Null is the right hand of Aetherus and rules this world like a despot.”

Sithara hugged herself tighter.

“I’ve heard they have thousands of troops. And in the tower, the ruler of this world, Seraph Null, can descend and bring forth calamities that can reshape the world.”

Damon did not look shaken. Seraph Null was in the seventh class advancement. Big deal.

“So what. He can shape the world and destroy continents. My grandfather can blow up a whole continent if he feels like it. He’s not special.”

Sithara looked hopeful.

“Really. Then can you call your grandfather, mister.”

Damon cleared his throat.

“Ahem. He hasn’t been born yet.”

Lyn edged closer to Sithara and whispered into her ear.

“I think this guy is crazy. Remember, those who grow to the limits of humanity are often madmen.”

Damon gritted his teeth.

“I can hear you. And the third class advancement is not the limit of humanity. There are whole other ranks.”

Lyn shook his head as if Damon were the insane one.

“No. The highest humans achieve, or rather any goddess races achieve, is the fourth class. Only those close to the gods can do that.”

Damon scoffed, disgust clear on his face. The zero epoch truly was a trash era.

“Hate to burst your bubble, kid, but there are ranks even higher than the seventh class. Humans in other worlds have done so and reached them. In the world I came from, the strongest rule at the seventh class, and they did all that without a single lesser god.”

Prodigies like his uncle Cassain existed. Seras Blade too. Lilith Astranova. Damon himself.

Sithara glanced at Lazarak, who was obviously a god.

“So you didn’t get this power from him.”

Damon shook his head.

“No. My power is mine and mine alone, because I was the one who suffered for it.”

“So no god helped you even a little.” Lyn asked with skepticism.

Damon did get a system from the unknown god, and it was part of the reason he was powerful, but.

“No. I didn’t get help from any god.”

Which was honest, since the unknown god was technically a demon.

Lazarak smiled at their exchange.

“Well then, shall we. Which way to Yari.”

Lyn glanced at Damon and Lazarak.

“We’re really headed to Yari.”

Damon nodded, dark glee flashing in his eyes as he glanced at the long fabric-wrapped spear on the lesser demon’s back.

“Yes. We’re going to kill some people and crush a god.”

Lyn’s eyes widened.

“We don’t have the numbers for that.”

Damon chuckled softly.

“Don’t worry. If everyone is going there, then it means I should have some friends there. I may not look it, but I’m very popular.”

He began to walk, footsteps steady and confident.

“Ehrm, wait. Wait.” Sithara called out.

Damon waved his hand dismissively.

“Relax. I can’t be killed by normal means. We shall be victorious. You have me, don’t you.”

“No, not that. You’re going the wrong way.”

Damon paused, feeling his aura falter slightly.

“Ahem.” He cleared his throat.

“Which way was it again?”

Lyn pointed toward the sun.

“East.”

Lazarak clapped both hands over his mouth, shoulders shaking as he tried to suppress his laughter, much to Damon’s chagrin.