My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger - Chapter 914 - 915: Tell Me About The Man

Chapter 914: Chapter 915: Tell Me About The Man

When Damon said that, there was a silence, as if even the Evil Forest itself had been stilled by his words.

“Bellum. The ninth pillar.” That was all Damon said.

There was a small moment of silence, as if trying to take the words in.

“The ninth pillar,” Amadeus repeated, intrigued.

“Yes, the ninth. I once overheard one of the outsiders, the Blind Old Daoist, speak about it. The ninth. That was all I heard.”

“What is this pillar, and yes, I see it must have been the reason beings from a higher plane would want to come here, to our world.”

Damon could feel his inquisitive gaze.

“The Pillar of Conflict is the fundamental culmination of the very concept of conflict. This pillar was entrusted to the goddess of doom. She created this whole world for the sole purpose of protecting it, which now that I think about it means that we do not really matter from where she is standing.”

“A fundamental concept of conflict,” Amadeus repeated slowly.

“Tell me more,” he added, while Seras was still trying to wrap her head around everything.

The members of the expedition force had wisely backed away. Even they did not want to hear too much. The more secrets you knew, the worse off you were. It was better to be safe than sorry.

Respecting their decision, Renata waved her hand and created a dome with her zero attribute, where no sound could pass through.

Amadeus was getting excited. The knowledge he had gleaned today was far more than he had hoped for.

“Tell me. Tell me more,” he asked Damon excitedly, as if a veil had been lifted.

“What do you have to offer.”

Amadeus paused, then took out a box.

“This is a magical box. It is a single use item I obtained in a world dungeon. From what I have discovered, it will create a single object you need, and that is all it can do. It is priceless, even if you do not know its value.”

Damon glanced at the box and realized he could not appraise it.

“Hmm. You want me to gamble,” he hesitated.

“I will take your staff, and from now on you must answer any questions I have truthfully. You also must do me, or whoever I designate, no harm.”

“Do we have a deal,” Damon asked calmly.

Amadeus glanced at his staff. It was his treasure.

“The staff stays, but everything else is acceptable.”

Damon reached his hand out.

“Deal.”

“Now then, what do you know about the pillar,” Amadeus asked eagerly.

Damon crossed his arms slowly.

“You mean pillars. There are twelve from what I know, each of them part of the foundation of all things. These are.”

“Pillar of Beginning, Genesis, from which all things, including the primordial gods, were formed. Do not ask about the primordial gods. I do not know who or what they are,” he cut off Amadeus before he could even ask.

“Ahem.”

He cleared his throat.

“From existence, the Pillar of Reality, Aeternis, took shape, solidifying the fabric of the cosmos. As reality crystallized, the Pillar of Time, Chronis, was born, allowing the past, present, and future to flow. The emergence of time gave birth to the Pillar of the Soul, Anima, as life awakened and flourished. From souls arose the Pillar of Emotion, Empyros, carrying desire, will, and the seeds of change. With emotion came the thirst for understanding, leading to the birth of the Pillar of Knowledge, Noesis.”

Seras watched him explain, intrigued by his knowledge. She had always thought he was just a crazy person, but now, seeing this knowledgeable side of him, she could not help but feel slightly entranced.

“Yet knowledge begets contradiction, and from it emerged the Pillar of Chaos, Pandemion, the force of boundless unpredictability. Chaos, however, could not exist unchecked, and so the Pillar of Order, Kosmos, manifested to bring structure and law. The clash of order and chaos birthed the Pillar of Conflict, Bellum, the driving force behind evolution, struggle, and growth.”

He paused, then added, “That is the pillar the goddess holds, and the one in this world. It is the reason this world is always at war. We are all imprisoned, affected by its madness and its nature. Conflict eternal.”

Taking a sip of his drink, he cleared his throat and continued, recalling what the Unnoticed Singularity had told him about the pillars.

“From conflict arose the Pillar of Ascension, Apotheon, embodying the will to rise, transcend, and surpass all limits. But all things, no matter how great, must one day return to nothingness, and thus the Pillar of Void, Nihilos, came into being. Even the void must one day reach its conclusion, giving way to renewal, and so the Pillar of End, Nemesis, emerged, ensuring that every cycle would one day close.”

He stopped, seeing even the lich’s jaw slacken from the information he had received.

Damon could have said more, like how the gods fought a war, and how obtaining the pillars was a crucial part of the Unknown God’s plan for the omniverse as a whole.

Now Damon focused on why he had gone out of his way to reveal something so vast. In life, if you wanted something, you had to give something as well. He learned that as a street child. That was why he left so many crumbs for the lich to follow. He knew that in the end, someone who willingly turned into a lich would not forsake a chance to learn something new.

He glanced at the lich.

“Now it is my turn.”

Damon’s eyes were serious. There was a cold focus in them.

“Tell me. Tell me everything you know about the man known as Mugu, the Wicked Prophet.”

Renata paused. Of course, that had been Damon’s goal, to learn everything he could about Mugu.

Amadeus paused.

“I do not know much. At least, I do not know anything you would deem useful. Nevertheless, I will tell you what I know.”