Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 366: Byrne's Choice

There are legends circulating all over the world, and great figures who have existed in the long history now actually appear before his eyes. This thing is really too shocking!

The Sapphire Library and the mysterious director were mentioned in many of the books he memorized.

Byrne took a deep breath, feeling a little excited deep down, and it took him a long time to calm himself down.

If the issue of his stance was not so serious, he, who had studied mysticism all his life, would even want to worship the old man in blue robe in front of him.

The curator looked at him as if he was looking at an insignificant person, and said calmly, "Mithril, no, Bayne Fischer, give me your life."

He continued speaking naturally.

"I will never give you the Philosopher's Stone, but don't worry, I will give you some compensation. The so-called promise to protect the Fischer family for hundreds of years is definitely not a lie."

Byrne sneered.

"how?"

The curator looked at him again, seemingly unable to understand why Byrne sneered.

Byrne shook his head and continued, "I just think you're being hypocritical."

"Is half a lie not a lie? Director of the Sapphire Library, you are reluctant to give up the Philosopher's Stone, but you also want my life. How can such a good thing happen in the world?"

The curator's expression remained calm. He was not angry, let alone furious.

He stared at Byrne as though he were looking at an animal on guard.

That kind of look made Byrne very uncomfortable. He didn't even feel that it was contempt, but more like a complete disdain, almost like ignoring!

The curator expressed his thoughts calmly.

"It is natural for the strong to dominate the weak. The gap between you and me is as huge as the dirty, rotten soil and the noble rainbow. So why should I care about what you think when I want to do something? Just like the sun and the moon rise and set, they never ask for the opinions of mortals."

"Help me break through to the Apocalypse position. I will remember your name on my way to becoming a god, Byrne Fisher. Perhaps this is the meaning and mission of your life."

Byrne was completely stunned, almost stunned by the crazy arrogance.

The old man in front of me is completely different.

He is different from all the extraordinary and powerful people he has met. It can be said that he has a completely different "inhuman feeling".

That is an absolute arrogance, not just "I am stronger and better than you", but "I am qualified to be the main body of the world, and you are meaningless, and you are lucky to be my nourishment"...

Byrne suddenly realized that perhaps in the eyes of the powerful Apocalypse, that is, in the hearts of those so-called demigods, all mortals, low-level transcendents, and even monarch-level transcendents, are essentially not comparable to them and cannot be considered the same species at all!
After all, the extraordinary people at the monarch level are still limited by their lifespan, while the extraordinary people at the apocalypse level have extremely long lifespans and can generally be active for thousands of years in history. So there is indeed such a situation that over the long course of time, their "humanity" will most likely diminish and their thinking will become more and more inhuman.

Byrne shook his head and said loudly: "No, being your stepping stone is definitely not my mission!"

"Are you trying to say that dedicating yourself to the Lord of the Lost is your mission?" the curator said calmly.

The sudden words startled Byrne. He took a step back and stared at the person in front of him in shock.

The old man slowly moved forward and approached Byrne's side.

"Why? Do you think I don't know? I know your identity, so I naturally know a lot of things. But you don't have to worry about these things, because I will never tell anyone about this matter."

"Byrne Fischer, let me be frank. I have no regrets about using you, and you have no choice."

Byrne nodded slightly, thought for a long time, and suddenly said: "You really don't have to feel guilty about anything, because I never intended to sacrifice myself from the beginning!"

Director Sapphire's expression remained unchanged. He just watched, knowing clearly in his heart that the Bayern Fischer in front of him possessed the soul of the real Bayern Fischer, not a substitute or something else...

The power that Bayern Fischer possessed was far too weak compared to himself.

Even if he wanted to escape, he had no chance.

Just when the curator was reaffirming his judgment, Bayern Fischer in front of him suddenly underwent a strange change!

He was no longer a human being with flesh and blood, but had turned into a dark shadow life form with flowing black light and unpredictable shapes.

The shadow life form is neither completely invisible nor a solid substance. It seems to be able to change its shape freely according to its will, sometimes stretching like a whip, sometimes condensing into a sharp blade, and even blending into the surrounding shadows, moving silently.

"what?"

A puzzled look suddenly appeared on the old man's face. He was very curious and surprised, and even had a desire to explore deep in his heart.

"what is this?"

Even though the curator was extremely knowledgeable, and could even be said to be the most knowledgeable person in the world of Krad, he had no idea what that thing was.

That was "Little Black" whom Helen met by chance in the spiritual world.

It can merge with Byrne's stand and disguise Byrne's soul. It can be said to be a perfect disguise. Even the powerful Apocalypse who can easily detect the fluctuations of the soul cannot find the difference at all. Therefore, from the beginning, Byrne's real body did not come here, but remotely controlled his stand to come here for the transaction. However, the "oath" he fulfilled through the stand, according to the judgment method of the laws of the gods, is still considered to be the oath established by him, not the oath of "Xiao Hei".

The next moment, Xiao Hei suddenly swallowed half of the red Philosopher's Stone silently, then disappeared without a trace and escaped into the spiritual world.

When the curator saw that half of the extremely important Philosopher's Stone was taken away, he did not look panicked. Instead, he took a step forward and arrived in the spirit world the next moment.

He turned his head and looked at the black life form not far away.

"Come back."

Xiao Hei was also very surprised. He couldn't understand why he appeared randomly in the spirit world and was caught up by the other party in an instant.

The curator stretched out his hand silently. The power contained in his palm was extremely terrifying. It was specifically aimed at the soul and could even instantly destroy any extraordinary person who had not reached the apocalypse level. He wanted to eliminate it directly.

However, that force went straight through Xiao Hei without causing any harm.

"what?"

The curator frowned slightly. His extraordinary power suddenly lost its effect without any warning. This was an extremely strange thing that he hadn't encountered in nearly a thousand years.

"What on earth are you? Do you really belong to the Krad world?"

Just then, a voice was heard.

"Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, come back soon!"

Xiao Hei suddenly heard Helen's call, and then immediately dived into the ground like diving, and disappeared from the spirit world in an instant.

That half of the Philosopher's Stone was taken away.

"..."

The curator still did not feel angry or annoyed. He had experienced a lot over the past thousands of years, and had been on the verge of death more than a dozen times. Even if that half of the Philosopher's Stone was really lost, it would not drive the old man crazy.

That black life form.

What exactly is it?
The curator shook his head slightly, intrigued at heart but knowing he had to consider other things first.

No matter what happens, he can stay sane.

"Then it's you who broke the oath, Byrne Fischer. But I understand now. You must have a way to escape punishment, right?"

The curator was silent for a long time, but he still considered sending thousands of soul incarnations to the east coast of Siat to directly destroy the Fisher family and take back the Philosopher's Stone.

However, among the thousands of soul incarnations of the old man, only a dozen have the strength of monarchs. Even if the Fisher family is destroyed, it is likely to cause heavy casualties among them, affecting his next breakthrough.

Furthermore, the curator felt that if he did that, he would most likely completely offend... Him!

So before he decided on any specific action, he decided to make a prediction first.

"how come?"

The curator's face changed drastically, revealing an extremely rare look of astonishment, as if he had seen an extremely exaggerated and incredible future!
"Does this future mean that He is about to wake up?"

"Then I... must leave this world... and I can't go back to the Krad world in the short term."

He took a step forward without hesitation, and the next moment, he arrived in a new world outside the world of Crad.

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In Fisher Manor, Nasir City.

Helen's room.

Both Byrne and Helen were waiting anxiously, and suddenly, Xiao Hei appeared in front of them.

Helen breathed a sigh of relief and rushed over to hug it!

She truly regarded Xiao Hei as her best friend, and a warm and bright smile instantly blossomed on her face, like a flower blooming for the first time in spring, gentle and full of vitality.

Byrne subconsciously took a deep breath and stared at the red Philosopher's Stone!
"I got the ultimate alchemical tool just like that. I thought there would be a lot of risks... but I won the bet!"

But he soon realized one thing.

You can only choose one in the end!
There are limits to the miracles the Philosopher's Stone can unleash!
Whether to restore the life of his daughter Lillian or to help the Lost Lord wake up, there is no doubt that he can only choose one of the two things!
He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and grasped the Philosopher's Stone for a long time, just thinking for a moment, his tone was painful and firm.

"Let's use it to revive the great Lost Lord. Sorry, my beloved daughter... Lillian, although I know deep down that is the choice you would hope for, it is still too painful for me."

(End of this chapter)