Chapter 11 Zero Kindling, First Fire and Priesthood

Death harbinger?

No, it's not like that.

Amy narrowed her eyes, scanning her eyes around her unfamiliar surroundings before stopping at the high priest in front of her, dressed in a white robe and with long, gilded hair.

- There were no injuries on his body, and the robes that had once been stained red with blood were now pure white and flawless.

Well, on the other hand, the injuries on the young man's body that had made him unable to walk were completely eliminated at this moment, and there was not a single scar on his body that should have been scarred, perfect like a newborn baby.

This healing method is incredible.

"You're still alive?"

There is no doubt that these anomalies are inseparable from Edgar.

"Alive?" said the most revered man of Hemtika, raising his good-looking brow, a smile on his gentle countenance, and then said in a slightly deep voice, "No, we are dead, this is the afterlife, this is the Nine Hells. ”

"Oh. A low voice answered, and the boy looked at him with rather subtle eyes, "Lie to the child?"

"Of course not. The High Priest spread his hands and looked sad, "As I said, you're dead—in order to defeat Pandora, I had to detonate the fire, and the raging flames engulfed you and me in the blink of an eye, and our flesh, bones, and everything burned out in the extreme heat without even a single insignificant moment of continuity—and although it is hard to believe, we are now in the afterlife." ”

In response to Edgar's rhetoric, the young Glory One was silent.

At the end of his memory, he was indeed engulfed by infinite light and heat, and in the face of that level of power, he had no possibility of surviving at all, and this was the reason why he would subconsciously pass the aura of death when he first regained consciousness.

Only it can break the deadlock.

But unfortunately, it was not his death harbinger that brought him here, the environment here is quite unfamiliar, although the architectural style is in the same vein as the temple of Hephaestus, but the simplicity is a bit excessive, and there are only some simple stone furniture in the not small space, and there are no ornaments that can be linked to luxury.

In his memory, he had never been here at any point in time.

In other words, this is not the result of the death aura being activated.

In other words, the aura of death, which he regarded as the most crucial hole card in revealing victory and defeat, did not play its intended role at all - either he was saved by the high priest of the Temple of Hephaestus, or he was ...... At this moment, he is dead.

Amy, who has personally felt ** melted in the flames, knows that the first possibility is very small.

So, is the second possibility?

He's dead.

This is the afterlife.

Obviously, this is also the blessing of ************, who has wandered on the edge of life and death countless times, and has a rather unique view of death, and has always believed that the so-called afterlife is only the sustenance of some kind of emotion from the living to the deceased, and is only some kind of illusory thing born from the fear of death of mankind - which is why he scoffed at the words of the high priest in the first place.

But after that, he wavered.

It is not that he is shaken that the world does not exist after death, but that he doubts whether he is still alive.

- Regardless, the feeling of being burned out is not an illusion.

He died, literally in the scorching light and flames.

A teenager who has had at least a dozen near-death experiences is incredibly convinced of this.

But since the world after death does not exist, what is the current self?

Amy didn't know the answer, but he knew that there was someone who could answer his doubts, so in silence, he stared at the man in front of him with dark eyes.

"I'm really fooled," Edgar couldn't help but shrug his shoulders with a rare narrow smile in his black pupils, "I wanted to say that children are so powerful now, I can't even fool children, but I didn't expect you to be fooled in the end." ”

"What do you mean. The young Glory Man frowned.

"Nothing special. The white-robed high priest had an undisguised smile on his face, "Just trying to tease you, that's all." ”

"So, it's time to get down to business. The expected answer, the boy was not too surprised, "What the hell is this place?"

"The world after the dead, the Nine Hells," Edgar paused and chuckled, "—of course not, this is between the legacy, between the legacies of the Temple of Hephaestus. ”

"Is it safe?"

"If the world in which we exist is compared to a line, then we are now on another line that intersects it, and although it is not comparable to the real world in terms of specifications, it is almost flawless in terms of concealment. The High Priest shook his head, his tone lowered, "It's a pity that we met that monster Pandora, the top of the mortal world, and this title is not a joke. ”

"That said, it's not safe here. Amy summed it up simply and straightforwardly, "And what about what's next? You don't tell me you're going to carry out the small talk to the end." ”

"Why not? It's rare that I can speak freely without scruples about this scruples, and in that case, why shouldn't I cherish this time?" Edgar—at this moment he seemed to have lost his aura as High Priest, and all that was left was a man named Edgar, "Although the status of High Priest is glamorous, what is left of that too heavy glory? A middle-aged man who knows too much to speak? Or a prisoner who has imprisoned himself in the temple?"

The boy was silent.

The High Priestess of the Temple of Hephaestus, frankly, was even more revered than that of Duke Goldsworthy, but in the whole of Hemtika, only a handful of people who had an impression of the name Edgar were few, not because he deliberately ignored the great man with his special position among the Glory, but simply because his influence on Hemtika was so minimal.

Successive high priests would hardly take a single step towards the temple of Hephaestus, let alone interfere in current affairs, and even the entire temple seemed to be independent, except for the necessary living materials, it rarely had any contact with the outside world, even a glorious descendant like Amy, only knew such a sacred place, and set foot in a rare number of times in his life.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Despite this, Edgar sighed involuntarily, "I knew my fate as early as the time I received the white robe and scepter that symbolized the high priest from my mentor, because the glorious one carries not only glory, but also responsibility—twenty years on the edge of the earth? knows everything but has to be a tight-lipped secretie? If all this can keep order alive and life can have real value, it is not so difficult to learn to endure." ”

"What are you trying to say?" asked the young Glory, the High Priest's words that were closer to muttering to himself giving him a little unease for no apparent reason.

"I would like to say," after a rather subtle pause, Edgar Goldsworthy's dark pupils, still young, suddenly brightened, "I have no regrets about becoming the High Priestess of the Temple of Hephaestus. ”

"So?" the uneasiness grew stronger.

"So," the white-robed High Priest blinked, a sunny smile on his face, "you won't regret it either. ”

"It sounds like I've been hit by a pie falling from the sky. Amy blinked, "But at the end, I still want to ask, do I have a choice?"

Dedicate your body and mind to the fire and live like an ascetic.

He couldn't.

"I'm sorry," replied as a matter of course, but for somewhat unexpected reasons, "for your sake and for the sake of Hemtika, you must become the High Priest of the Temple of Hephaestus." ”

"For the sake of ...... Me?"

"That's right, it's not entirely a lie to you that this is the afterlife," Edgar explained, after a brief pause, "In fact, you died once before you came to the Legends. ”

Amy didn't speak, which wasn't a surprise, but it was enough to make her speechless for a moment.

Because—

This is the first time that the aura of death has failed.

"You don't seem surprised," the High Priestess raised his eyebrows, but did not delve further, but only gave a further explanation, "but it is better to save some work to appease the children, and to put it bluntly, you and I have long since been burned by the flames and turned into fireless embers, and now there are only two ghosts living on the fire. ”

"Living on fire?

There are two vaguely contradictory concepts, so that the teenager can't help but chew on Edgar's words.

"It's not so easy to escape Pandora. The high priest of the Temple of Hephaestus said in a low and gentle tone, "The only way I could think of at that time was this: use the power of fire to erase our carriers in the material world together, and then use the power of fire to reshape you and me between inheritances - in this short moment, we have experienced a cycle from life to death, and then from death to life, how about it, exciting?"

His voice suddenly rose at the end.

"Not at all. The young Glory One replied in a voice that was not wavering.

"In that case, I'll give you even more exciting news. A hearty smile suddenly appeared on Edgar's handsome face, "The lives of the two of us have been closely linked to the fire, once there is any accident with the fire, we will soon disappear silently like a bubble in the summer, in this not very beautiful but always difficult to let go of the world." ”

"You said it before......"

"Yes, the purpose of the Dark Lords is not to awaken the old rulers who sleep here, but to spark them. Edgar's calm tone recounted what was at stake in his life, "They're going to put out the fire. ”

"So what are you going to do," Amy raised an eyebrow, "rush out and stop them?"

"If this is a chance of success, I don't mind using my death to save Hemtika, but alas, Pandora, whose very existence is a manifestation of the world's malice towards humanity, is not an enemy that humanity can defeat. The white-robed high priest shook his head and said in a tone that was not pessimistic at all, "At this point, it will only be a matter of time before the fire is extinguished, and there is no one left to stop her." ”

"Is it?" the boy looked at him, looking at his black eyes, "but I don't see despair in your eyes. ”

"Because I never despaired. Edgar shook his head, "Since the fire has been extinguished, I can at least leave hope and the firstborn fire." ”

He paused:

"And you will become the new carrier of the first fire, the one who awakens the fire. ”