道罗邪皇子 (邪神之道 B5)

Chapter 821

*...* in a manner that can only be described as casual the vessel raises its left hand in front of the three serpents.

*Kaka...!!!* a crisp sound that is reminiscent to numerous cracks spreading across the surface of a glass object is picked up by the young man's ears causing him to constrict his eyes tightly.

In the same instance the movements of the undead serpents had come to an abrupt halt.

No, perhaps the more appropriate description would be to say that something has bound them.

[Hm?]

Unless one really focused their eyes it would be impossible for them to notice the mind-numbing amount of threads that are wrapped around the rib bones of the undead serpents.

[What is this?]

A bad premonition appears in the young man's heart for there's something about the threads that made him feel threatened.

It should be noted that the serpents during their charge held more than enough force to pulverize an entire row of mountains with effortless ease meaning the frail appearance of these threads didn't reflect how durably they truly are.

Even now the young man can tell that the undead serpents are attempting to advance but these threads readily disregarded their resistance without a sign of giving way.

[.........]

The longer the young man looked to the threads the clearer a vague piece of memory from ages past became.

[*** **** ** *** *******.]

A phrase spoken in a forgotten tongue comes from the vessel's mouth.

(How vast are the heavens.)

[Uh...!?]

The moment these words are delivered to his ears with their meaning conveyed a drastic change occurs on the young man's face.

(How vast are the heavens.)

Although these words put together had formed the structure of a question it was not with a questioning tone that they had rolled off vessel's tongue.

(How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens.)

A strange power that is both foreign and familiar to the young man presses in on him causing his very soul to tremble.

If he is to describe the sensation that he is currently experiencing the young man would compare it to standing in front of an incoming flood that is capable of leveling out the entirety of a village in a single flush.

(How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens. How vast are the heavens...)

As these words continue to repeat themselves in the young man's mind it was almost as if the world around him is being stirred by an invisible hand causing a sense of dizziness to cloud his head.

[Dammit...! Isn't this supposed to be hi-!]

Before the young man can even finish speaking his sentence he is shocked to find the same threads having bound his body as well.

[...Oh?]

In the same instance the Half-Monarch looks to the vessel with a gleam of surprise.