Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 812

Chapter 812: Elizabeth’s Worry

The words settled heavily in the air.

Neo didn’t speak for a long moment.

His mind drifted back to the village he had seen when he first arrived in the True Blessed Lands.

The chanting. The stillness.

The way every single body had looked wrong, as if the world itself had been drained dry.

Dao is corrupt.

Those words echoed again.

When he had seen that place, there had been no survivors. Just corpses and more corpses.

"Well," Veydran said after a pause, "even if the Machine God hadn’t discovered this method, someone else would have eventually. Cultivators are desperate. The lack of Qi is choking them. Everyone in the Heavenly Sect is searching for a solution.

"Anyway, they want to capture you because of this. They want to understand how you are creating Qi (World Energy) on your own."

Neo’s mood soured further, and he didn’t ask any more questions as they reached the sect grounds.

People greeted them at the gates.

Some nodded respectfully. Others spoke casually with Veydran, clearly familiar with him. It was obvious he had been coming here regularly, long before Neo arrived.

Neo responded when spoken to, but his mind wasn’t really there.

By the time evening came, he barely remembered eating dinner. He barely remembered returning to the room he shared with Elizabeth.

He lay down beside her, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts tangled and heavy.

If this world truly was a copy of the Celestial Worthy’s world, then what he had seen long ago in the village might have....

It might have been the present state of Celestial Worthy’s world.

Had that world already collapsed?

Had its people killed each other to reduce Qi consumption?

Had they discovered a method to generate World Energy by sacrificing consciousness itself?

’We didn’t have Spiritual Roots. So we were forced to create World Energy on our own.’

The thought tightened his chest.

’Was this what the Celestial Worthy was searching for?’

’A way to create World Energy without Spirit Roots?’

Every clue pointed in that direction.

And yet, something felt wrong.

There was a missing piece, and Neo could feel it like a stone lodged in his thoughts.

’How does the Dao being corrupt fit into this?’

’And why exactly was everyone dead? Who killed them?’

’Who would be cruel enough to slaughter an entire world?’

He wondered if he was making forestretched assumptions.

The apocalyptic scene he had witnessed might not represent the entire Celestial Worthy’s world.

There was a chance—however small—that it was still thriving somewhere.

While Neo was lost in his thoughts, Elizabeth had opened the packages he had brought back from the market.

"Neo," she said, holding something up. "What is this?"

He turned his head and saw what she was holding.

White stockings.

Her lips twitched.

Only then did the realization settle in for her.

She finally understood why he had insisted on going to the market earlier, why he had seemed oddly focused despite everything else happening.

For someone who had been acting like he hated what happened the night before, he had been surprisingly proactive.

Neo blinked, then looked again at what she was holding.

"Oh, that. I just thought they’d look good on you."

There was no teasing in his tone. No embarrassment either.

Elizabeth frowned.

His expression was serious, and distant. His mind was clearly somewhere else.

Before she could say anything else, Neo sat up.

"I’m going to the training hall," he said.

"At this time? And what exactly are you planning to train?" she asked. "

"Yes, at this time. I’m going to meditate. I need to try reaching enlightenment."

Elizabeth stared at him. "Enlightenment?"

"We have ten years before we face Apollyon. If possible, I want to comprehend Primordial Chaos before then," Neo said.

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