Final Lord

Chapter 301 The Eye of Medusa

Wang, no longer amused, replied seriously:
“This item is called the Eye of Medusa.” Wang Bufu’s fingertips traced the lifelike serpentine patterns on the jade pendant, and the runes immediately came to life.

"The name Medusa is not just a name, but a symbol of an era."

His gaze pierced through the void, as if he could see that glorious yet cruel era.

"That was the era of your Medusa's rise. The brilliant and talented Medusa Queen broke through the shackles of legend and ascended to the status of a demigod."

Under her leadership, the Medusa race once built a magnificent civilization—you drove out the black dragons that roamed the heart of the sulfurous earth, forging their bones into thrones; you occupied the natural wonder of the Gorgon Gardens, turning every blooming petrified flower into your weapon; you even dared to contend with the earth dragons for the right to control the rocks, and the earth itself trembled under your will.

His voice gradually took on a hint of regret.

"Later, Medusa tried to go further—she wanted to become a god."

Wang Bufu's fingertips paused slightly, and the runes on the jade pendant suddenly dimmed, as if mourning the failed ritual.

"Unfortunately, she failed."

"But unlike other powerful beings who perished after failing to ignite their divine fire, Medusa, in her final moments, used her remaining divine power to transform her eyes into a jade pendant of inheritance and weave her snake hair into a crown. She hoped to leave a path of advancement for her people, allowing the Medusa clan to continue standing at the pinnacle of the underworld."

At this point, a sarcastic sneer appeared on Wang Bufu's lips.

Ironically, this gift ultimately became a curse.

"The various Medusa tribes waged a civil war that lasted for hundreds of years in order to seize these two sacred artifacts."

The Earth Dragon Clan seized the opportunity to secretly instigate conflict, sow discord, and even secretly support weaker tribes, ensuring the war would never cease.

"The once-powerful race that dominated the underworld eventually disintegrated due to internal strife. Today, the only remaining large Medusa city-state—'Serpent's Eye City'—has long since become a vassal state of the Earth Dragon Clan."

His gaze fell on Aisana, with a hint of pity.

"Like a ferocious beast chained up, possessing only sharp claws, yet able only to wag its tail and beg for mercy from its master."

The jade pendant felt slightly warm in his palm, as if it were silently accusing that tragic history.

The Medusa clan's fate was similar to that of the Cavemen, both perishing at the hands of the Earth Dragons. However, while the Cavemen at least fought a glorious war, the Medusa clan was entirely destroyed by internal strife, making them far inferior to the Cavemen.

Wang Bufu raised the Eye of Medusa high, the jade pendant shimmering with a mysterious light in the sunlight, the ancient runes seeming to move across its surface as if alive. He stared into Aisana's shocked, vertical pupils, his voice low and solemn:
"This Eye of Medusa is not only a sacred object, but also a key—a key that can unlock the dormant power deep within your bloodline."

Suddenly, the jade pendant emitted a blinding light, projecting a phantom image into the air: a majestic Medusa Queen, her snakeskin dancing as if alive, her gaze petrifying even dragons. "Do you see that? This is the true Medusa legacy. Through it, your finest warriors will have the chance to awaken as the 'Primordial Medusa,' gaining the ability to cast a long-range petrifying gaze, and even converting petrified statues of enemies into allies."

Wang Bufu slowly put down the jade pendant, his gaze sharp as he looked at Aisana: "But I must tell you clearly, this sacred object is of no use to me. It only recognizes Medusa's bloodline, and I am only temporarily holding it for you. When you are strong enough to protect this legacy, I will naturally return it."

Don't be resentful, thinking I've coveted your treasures. There's a reason I'm keeping them for you."

At this point, Wang Bufu's expression turned serious: "However, to fully unleash the power of the Eye of Medusa, another sacred relic is needed—the Medusa Crown. And it…"

Wang Bufu's voice carried a heavy tone: "They are firmly controlled by the Earth Dragon Clan. You should know very well what this means."

Aisana's serpentine tail tensed involuntarily, its scales scraping against the ground with a harsh sound. She understood perfectly well—the Earth Dragons were the overlords of the underworld, a born legendary species. All the fertile areas of the entire underworld were under their control.

"As long as this sacred relic remains in your hands, the Earth Dragon Clan will never let you go." Wang Bufu gently stroked the serpentine patterns on the jade pendant. "And you've even forgotten the true purpose of the Eye of Medusa, so what will you use to protect it?"

He looked directly into Aisana's eyes and said, word by word, "Without sufficient power to protect it, even the most precious heritage will only become the root of annihilation."

The jade pendant felt slightly warm in his palm, as if silently confirming these words. In the distance, the White Spirit Tree King suddenly moved without wind, its silver leaves rustling crisply, as if providing further commentary on these words.

Aisana thought carefully for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "I understand. My lord, I will keep the matter of the sacred object a secret from my people. I promise that only you and I know about it."

“That’s right.” Wang Bufu laughed. “It’s so easy to talk to smart people.”

Wang Bufu's voice was gentle yet powerful: "Aishana, tell me about your people."

Aisana's serpentine tail unconsciously traced winding lines on the ground, its bluish-gold scales shimmering in the sunlight. She took a deep breath, and the venomous snake in her hair tensed as well.

“Thank you for your inquiry.” Her voice was as soft and cautious as a bubble deep within a poisonous swamp. “We Medusas are a naturally extraordinary race, but the path to advancement is exceptionally difficult. The main problem is the materials.”

"Petrified crystals—this rare material that can unleash the power of our bloodline—are almost extinct in the Poison Mist Swamp. Last year, our entire clan only found three fist-sized crystals."

At this point, Aisana's vertical pupils contracted slightly, her voice tinged with undisguised bitterness: "As the clan leader, I've barely reached the 4th level of the Extraordinary Realm, the 'Petrifying Gaze.' But the entire clan—" Her tail curled uneasily—" Aside from three 'Poison Mist Priests' and ten 'Medusa Hunters,' the remaining 1,600-plus sisters are still stuck at the most basic 'Medusa Warrior' stage."

Wang Bufu nodded.

As expected of a wild and free-range Medusa, she only pursues low-cost, unremarkable, and commoner professions.

“What’s most heartbreaking,” Aisana’s voice suddenly lowered, like the rustling of a venomous snake crawling on the sand, “is that the most talented young members of the tribe have missed their best opportunity to advance because of a lack of crystals. They should have become the pillars of the tribe, but now they can only waste their lives. I’m so sorry to them.”

(End of this chapter)