Chaos Devourer System

Chapter 672: The City...

Chapter 672: The City…

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It was the sound of snow whooshing around the place, spreading forth a deathly horrifying chill that would have gravely injured an uncovered ordinary mortal blowing through the bridge area.

Through the white snow, a figure, seemingly having become a part of it, could be seen walking on the cold bridge, his calm astral blue eyes looking into the distance.

Judging from his expression, he seemed to be bothered not by the snow at all, yet his eyes furrowed to some extent, something that could have only been due to worried thinking, and more revealing there was something definitely wrong about him.

The figure was none other than Zeras, and truly his mind was currently unsettled.

While he might have received the aim of his hope here in the area, there was still a problem. He didn’t have any source that told him the artifacts which he was looking for, the earring, was in the place, the so-called tower of God.

But judging from the fact that everyone around here seemed to leave for the tower, saying it holds great power, that was the only place he could reason for the earring he was requested to bring to be located.

He could see some notes that pieced about the hypothetical direction of the tower, but he couldn’t fully piece everything together before he was asked to leave by the Fuming Baltimore.

The situation could have been a lot more dangerous for the small family if they had caught him in a bad mood, but Zeras had chosen to simply respect their wishes and leave even though he had been rudely asked to do so.

It was fine to him because he had been through much worse. Anyone with his power might have gravely injured or even killed them off, but to injure life or even take it away due to that seemed a little too much to him.

With that out of his mind, the one thing he needed to know now was how to obtain the map of the tower.

After walking for a few hours more through the cold snowy night, he finally found a distant light, and walking more forward, the lights increased and before his gaze was a small city-like place with a cacophony of noise and people through the bare nights.

Sensing their aura from so far away, Zeras could immediately tell they were nothing like the ones of Baltimore and Ferdinand, and that indicated to him these were none other than the so-called otherworlders.

“If they have all come here, then they must obviously know of the tower’s location. Perhaps I can get one of them to tell me, or I secretly tag along with them…” Zeras whispered to himself and quickly advanced towards the city, soon arriving before its large gates, where a singular entity sat down.

“Buy the map to the Tower of God himself here, and secure yourself a place among the strongest artifacts ever in existence.”

The young man who had an especially large round hat that covered the top part of his face could be seen with a group of folded scrolls placed on a simple wretched-looking mat in front of him.

Forget the mat, even the figure itself looked wretched with its overflowing blue robes, patched around in various areas.

“Today must be my lucky day!” Zeras mused to himself, exhaling in relief as he approached the side of the trader.

“What have you come here for young lady? A scroll to your deepest desire, or your most desired one, hmm?” He said, winking at Zeras with those flaming red eyeballs, that gave a different vibe to his entire bearing.

Immediately, Zera’s face scrunched up in disgust at the shameless smile and how the young man ogled at his hands.

“Don’t be ridiculous, you idiot! I’m a man!!!” Zeras yelled at him, snatching his hand away from the man whose face turned completely red as he blinked his crimson eyes and looked down at Zeras, stopping near his midsection, before he delivered an “ah-ah” sound.

“Ahhh sorry, my benefactor. I have misplaced your face or every close female friend of mine. Hahha, nothing to be offended about. Perhaps, my heart is just seeking for a companion who knows.

And you know, I used to have one around a few thousand years ago. We used to play around our little home, and go on numerous adventures together.

Oh my, how pretty a lady she was.

And you know, we both together had 15 sons, and 600 daughters. We used to joke together of how fair the heavens is to us. You know, when my sons come of…”

And for the next 30 minutes straight, Zeras watched dumbly as the young man whose age could definitely not be up to 500 went on and on about his adventures for more than a thousand of years ago.

“Ahhh, it was such good timings. Now you see I’m a well-versed and ancient old monster, don’t you see?”

‘Yes. Perhaps a shameless, lying old piece of lecherous bastard!’ Zeras thought in his head.

“So, hmm-hmm. Might I ask why you have come to seek my blessing today…”

“I need a map.”

“Oh yes, a map? A map to where exactly?”

“A map to the Tower of God,” Zeras replied to him as the young man’s expression dropped for a few seconds before an incredibly bright smile appeared on his face.

“Of course, I do have that. There’s no map I don’t have, you know. See, here it is…” The young man said as he took a map off the table and passed it to Zeras.

Stretching forth his hands, Zeras wanted to accentuate the content of the map first, but before his finger could touch it, the map shifted back even faster, kept into the front pockets of the young man’s sleeves with incredibly fast and fluid motions.