Chapter 376 - 189: Camus and Alex’s Past, Stand Behind Me! (Part 2)

Chapter 376: Chapter 189: Camus and Alex’s Past, Stand Behind Me! (Part 2)

But from then on, Alex began to deliberately distance himself from Camus. He no longer went hunting with him, and occasionally, when he looked at Camus, his eyes always carried a complex emotion that Camus could not understand at that age.

That was until a man wearing a white robe appeared. He seemed to walk out from the light, his robes spotless, his entire body radiating a gentle yet majestic aura.

He looked at Camus, his eyes full of appreciation. He slowly reached out his hand, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Oh, Saint destined by the Goddess, come with me. Your legend is about to begin!"

Just as a bewildered Camus was about to agree, Alex suddenly dashed out fiercely.

Without a word, he unleashed a flying kick, viciously striking the white-robed man square in the face.

Immediately after, something even more shocking to Camus happened. Alex actually began to punch and kick him. His movements were ruthless, as if he were desperately trying to conceal something.

"Camus, do not blame me!"

Alex gritted his teeth, his voice so low it could barely be heard, the veins bulging on his forehead.

"This is the only way for you to survive!"

Camus was stunned on the spot, staring at Alex’s brutal display.

Through the sharp pain, he vaguely saw that Alex was gritting his teeth, tears blurring his eyes.

Still a young boy himself, he could not help but shed tears too.

Alex’s violent act was stopped by that man.

A powerful psychokinetic force suspended Alex in mid-air. Even so, Alex still struggled, launching attacks at the man.

The white-robed man exclaimed in amazement.

"What astonishing talent. Could it be that you are the one destined by fate?"

"Let him go! He is a coward. I can sense a purple-haired woman calling out to me!"

Alex’s words made the white-robed man even more astounded.

But ultimately, both of them were taken away by the white-robed man. The three set off on their journey to the Sanctuary, the legendary sacred land of the Saints.

On the day of the trial to inherit the Aquarius Gold Cloth, the Aquarius Cloth box radiated a boundless light. The ancient Aquarius Gold Cloth floated in mid-air, emitting a sacred aura.

When Camus and Alex reached out their hands together, the Cloth unexpectedly resonated with both of them simultaneously, its light surging dramatically.

The white-robed man observing from the side widened his eyes in shock, his mouth slightly agape; clearly, he had never encountered such a situation before.

In the days that followed, Alex continuously defeated Camus in battle after battle, ultimately and thoroughly seizing the title of the Aquarius Gold Saint.

The moment the golden Cloth fragments slowly covered Alex’s body and he donned the Gold Cloth, Alex’s voice suddenly echoed in Camus’s mind, clear and low.

"Camus, my younger brother, do not blame me for being cruel. I am doing this... to repay my adoptive father’s life-saving grace..."

Alex’s voice paused for a moment, as if suppressing some surging emotion, before sounding again a long while later.

"One day, I will save your life... When that time comes... you must believe me. Remember... you must believe me."

Following that, an endless chill formed in his mind, completely sealing away this segment of his memories.

It wasn’t until just now, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, that the seal was completely undone.

"Bro... Brother!"

Camus’s entire body trembled as a sudden flash of insight hit him. He widened his eyes in astonishment, looking at Alex in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

Why? All these years, why did you treat me like that?!

Camus remembered when he fought Hyoga to a mutually destructive standstill in the Aquarius Temple, someone had fed him a potion. During the battle against Poseidon, while he was unconscious, he had been firmly protected by an Ice Coffin...

Alex nodded slightly. If it hadn’t been for his past relationship with their adoptive father and Camus, Camus—the companion twin of Aquarius—would never have survived until now; he would have been a corpse long ago.

He reached out and gently patted Camus’s shoulder, his tone composed.

"Camus, stand behind me. As long as I am here, no one can make you die in vain!"

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