Night Ranger - Chapter 543

Chapter 543: Past (2)

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In fact, considering the circumstances, the Winter Assassin really did suffer an unjust attack.

After Miss Silvermoon fell, he also happened to be tempering himself in the Crimson Wasteland. By a stroke of fortune, he obtained that pair of daggers, the Cold Light’s Grasps.

The Artifact greatly increased the Assassin’s strength, and he soared in status after returning to Feinan.

At the height of his influence, he established the precursor to the Assassin Alliance while also becoming a dazzling figure in Feinan.

He killed a God and assassinated a fierce Overlord. He even started establishing his own territory.

Even many powerhouses who had the opportunity to ascend were afraid of him.

He was also walking on the path of ascension, and Glynos, who competed with him, was far inferior.

Because Faniya never acted in Feinan, she handed the task of retrieving the daggers to the Witch Queen.

Marvin knew a bit about what happened next.

But he had heard the story from the Winter Assassin’s point of view before. In short, the two met and they both had terrible tempers, particularly the Witch Queen, who was extremely domineering.

She demanded that the Winter Assassin hand over the Artifact.

How could the Winter Assassin agree to the Witch Queen’s demand when these daggers had brought him to his peak?

She was going for his Artifact! Who did she think she was? A great Ancient God? This was blatant robbery!

The two fought in silence.

The tragic part was that despite being extremely powerful, the Winter Assassin fell for a trap because it was the first time he was facing Witchcraft.

The Witch Queen used a strange method to turn him into a Wisp, a lifeform that could keep on living for many years, with a practically infinite lifespan.

After leaving some words behind for her victim, the Witch Queen returned to Faniya and handed her the Cold Light’s Grasps.

Feinan’s famous Winter Assassin suddenly vanished without a trace.

This led to Glynos successfully obtaining the Shadow fragment of the Fate Tablet and ascending to become the Shadow Prince.

‘That guy must be the most unlucky person of that era,’ Marvin thought.

Shortly after, his mind drifted in another direction. ‘Women sure can be unreasonable. I didn’t expect the Witch Queen to be so excessive.’

In any case, the Anzed Witches signed a contract with Faniya.

They lent her their most important Night Flower, and the Witch Queen herself was wounded so heavily that she died not long after.

But the power of the Anzed Witches should never be underestimated.

The remaining Witches used an ancient taboo technique. They sealed the soul of their Witch Queen into the bloodline of an ordinary clan member.

It formed a curse. The curse would occasionally appear, but it wouldn’t affect most people.

This was later known as the [Ancient Witch Curse].

It was a way to make sure that the inheritance of the Witch Queen lived on. The Witches had no choice but to do this in order to pass on her knowledge and power.

Time passed, and ultimately, Hathaway was afflicted with the Witch Curse.

Despite the fact that she showed outstanding potential to be a Legend Wizard ever since she was a child, her mother was deeply worried about it.

When she was still young, she set off looking for traces of the Anzeds, trying to find the few remaining Witches so that she could beg them to rescue her daughter.

Marvin knew about what eventually happened regarding her curse.

In order to save Marvin’s life, Hathaway sealed herself at the Black Coral Islands. Scorched by Dark Phoenix’s flame, she broke through the fetters of time and recovered a part of the Witch Queen’s memories. But because that power was too large for her, she took a long time to absorb it. Her body was also transformed by the power of the Witchcraft and started redeveloping from a child to an adult.

She would regain part of her power with each year of growth.

As for when she would finally reach her peak, even Hathaway herself didn’t know.

Her mother brought her back to the Anzeds when she was at her weakest, and after making sure that she was gradually recovering, she persuaded the rest of the Witches to give Hathaway the five-colored flower and the Ethereal Jar. With those in hand, Hathaway proceeded to the Crimson Wasteland. They had calculated that the time was approaching and that the agreement with the Moon Goddess Faniya had come to its end.

It was time to recover the Witchcraft they had lent her.

As for the petal of the Cyan Flower that Marvin had gathered in the Ethereal Jar, it had been stolen by the Wilderness God long ago when the Heim Scepter, the symbol of the Anzeds’ supreme Authority, shattered into pieces.

Hathaway had come to the Crimson Wasteland to settle the matters of the past.

…

“In fact, even had you not been able to break the curse, I would still have lent you a hand.”

“I was watching you silently from my God Realm… Both of you.”

The Moon Goddess was looking at Hathaway at the start of her sentence, but she had turned toward Marvin at the end.

“You joined hands to bar a wicked person from ascending to become the Goddess of Magic, a laudable feat.”

“I had used my avatar to approach many times, only to find that you were able to overcome the obstacles with your own power,” she praised.

She then returned to the story.

Time flew back to the 3rd Era.

…

After getting the Night Flower and the Cold Light’s Grasps, Faniya kept working on them day and night, eventually smelting the Night Flower’s power into the Cold Light’s Grasps.

The Wilderness God couldn’t be killed, so she wanted to use her own daughter’s daggers to seal him.

She found Bandel, who had always been paying attention to the trail of the Wilderness God.

In this world, no one knew the Wilderness God better than Bandel. He helped locate the Evil God and then left the fighting to Faniya.

But just sealing the Wilderness God away wasn’t the outcome he wanted. He still needed to endure patiently.

Despite the Moon Goddess successfully using the Cold Light’s Grasps to seal away the Wilderness God’s main body after killing everything else in the Wilderness Hall, Miss Silvermoon’s remains were still in the Regis Ruins.

This was Bandel’s lifelong regret.

In order to resurrect Miss Silvermoon, he spared no effort and scoured the lands for the rarest and most taboo knowledge.

Faniya didn’t stop him. Even though she believed that his goal was impossible to achieve, she provided him some assistance.

Such as the Witchcraft from the Night Flower’s Authority.

Afterwards, Faniya returned to the Astral Sea, occasionally checking back on Bandel’s actions.

Bandel grew increasingly stronger, but a mortal’s lifespan was limited.

So he turned himself into a Lich.

His only desire was to resurrect his lover.

From the 3rd Era to now, the end of the 4th Era, he had suffered greatly from the passage of time, becoming indifferent and ruthless.

But his obsession never changed.

He had always been looking for a way to resurrect a God. At the same time, he didn’t want to let the Wilderness God off lightly.

A seal was just a minor punishment.

Ultimately, in an abandoned corner of the Universe, he found an ancient book that contained within it a special method to resurrect a God. Armed with that knowledge and the ritual he had learnt from the Wilderness God, he had made so much progress.

Thus, he began his operation.

He spent a long time making exacting preparations. For the sake of winning the Wilderness God’s trust, he didn’t hesitate to kill countless innocents.

Faniya was disgusted by Bandel’s actions, but for some reason, she didn’t stop him.

Perhaps she still had hope.

The years passed, and eventually, everything was ready. All that was still needed for the resurrection was the final sacrifice.

Bandel understood that only if there was enough blood would he be able to awaken the Wilderness God’s consciousness and truly gain his trust.

He opened up the Wilderness Hall and the Autumn Hunting Ground and lured in all the Legends.

He successfully gained the trust of the Wilderness God’s avatar and obtained his spark of Source of Fire that he had been nurturing for all these years.

And then, the current world-shaking event broke out in the dungeon.

…

The entire story didn’t seem complicated, but it actually involved many sensitive and shocking factors.

The aloof Faniya, the foolish mad Lich, the malicious Wilderness God, and the mysterious Anzed Witches…

Marvin smiled bitterly after hearing the story.

His trip to the Crimson Wasteland to get Minsk ended up getting him dragged into such a huge matter.

“These are the events that culminated in your confrontation with the Wilderness God today. It is not as complicated as you imagined, right?”

A rare bit of emotion could be heard in the Moon Goddess’ voice as she concluded, “Gods can have passions and obsessions too, and like any mortal, they can err.”

“Why did you tell us all this?” Marvin asked.

The Moon Goddess gently answered, “After being drawn into these matters, you have the right to know the truth.”

“I know that you have a very discerning eye, but I don’t want you to be misled, so I simply revealed everything to you.”

Marvin frowned as he wondered, ‘Why does Faniya have such a great opinion of me?’

‘Could this be related to the prophecy regarding [that person]?’

But at that time, Faniya no longer seemed to be in the mood to chat.

The radiance emanating from her body was becoming brighter.

As for the Wilderness God’s body, it was starting to distort even more!

The bloody figure of a man collapsed.

A lump of blood floated into the air, and red barbs kept appearing around it. From this distance, it looked like a crimson hedgehog.

And on the other end of the six-pointed star, Miss Silvermoon’s body also became brighter and brighter.

The silver Divine Fire was seething with energy, and a silvery liquid flowed out, apparently from nowhere.

A brand new Divine Vessel seemed to have formed.

Bandel was still frantically pushing the ritual forward.

The black fog over his body was becoming very faint, and his strength was already spent.

But he didn’t stop, and instead frantically drove the ritual to work faster still!

They all watched the scene in silence.

Marvin didn’t know what he should say.

Bandel definitely wasn’t a good person.

But right now, Marvin hoped that he would succeed.

There was no special reason… It was just an instinctive feeling.

At that time, Molly grabbed the hem of Marvin’s clothes and softly cried, “Something bad is going to happen.”

“Mister Marvin, where is Uncle Griffin? Molly misses him.”

“Please, can I meet him?”