Chapter 122: Vlad Black
He could not seem to remember where this energy came from. Yet he could feel an incredible affinity with the energy. Maybe it was arcane energy or something, but he still had no answer.
At that moment, James realised that his family's treasure had begun to vibrate, the Sword Scabbard of the Unknown suddenly seemed to vibrate to the same rhythm.
Immediately he realised that his aunt's soul was coming out of the ring, his aunt Emily was as surprised as James was.
"James...How can this be?" Emily suddenly asked and James's confusion increased.
"What's going on, Auntie?" James asked from inside his mind, and Emily, who heard this, muttered, "A piece of our family is there...how can it be?"
With these words, a spirit from the Sword Scabbard moved outwards.
An old man was standing in front of James and Emily. An old man with snow-white hair, a snow-white beard reaching to his chest and a strange moustache just stood there sulking.
"So you're the chosen one, young man. Oh, that old bloke, that must be right considering Chaos sent me to you." the old man suddenly said, and a great deal of confusion was thrown at James.
"Oh my god...You're Vlad Black? Unbelievable! It's such an honour to meet you!" Emily suddenly said, and even though James still couldn't understand what was going on, the fact that he was seeing his aunt being so respectful made it all the more confusing.
James shook his head for a few more seconds, trying to make sense of what was going on, and then interrupted the two who had started talking to each other, "Can someone tell me what's going on?" With that question spoken in his mind, both Emily and the man called Vlad turned to James.
"Nice to meet you, James. I am the first child of Desmond Black, one of the five children." the old man suddenly said, and with that, his appearance began to change.
Each time the old man's appearance changed, he looked more and more like James, only coarser.
The old man's beard became very short. He had a full beard, his gaze became incredibly sharp.
"Nice to meet you, my ancestor... Forgive me, I didn't know." James suddenly said, bowing his head. Everyone watching what was happening from Olympus was trying to understand what was happening, and the images of Chronos, who was watching everything, seemed to be obvious to everyone.
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"What's going on, Chronos!" Nyx suddenly shouted, "That has something to do with you ignoring me doesn't it!" she added.
When Chronos heard this shout, he looked around and said, "Only Chaos-Borns will stay here, everyone else leave the hall."
At first, no one realised what was going on, but the energy emanating from Nyx caused everyone to leave the hall in a short time.
Chronos immediately got up from his seat and walked in front of Nyx and Erebus and gently touched their heads.
"Remember what I have remembered," Chronos said suddenly.
Nyx and Erebus' bodies literally froze, their pupils seeming to turn white. Even if the other Chaos-Borns couldn't tell what was going on, it was clear that something serious was going on.
"UAGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Erebus suddenly shouted, screaming and shrieking, hitting his fists to the ground. Thanatos, Moros and all the other children seemed to be trying to understand what was going on. It was the first time they had seen and heard their always-calm father let out such a blood-curdling scream.
Erebus suddenly burst into tears, no one else could see what Chronos had shown him.
When eyes turned to Nyx, everyone realised the enormity of the situation.
Nyx's eyes seemed to widen. The divine woman had officially lost all composure, she was sweating profusely, and her eyes were teary, but no tears were streaming down her beautiful face. Only the anger, sadness and disappointment on Nyx's face was evident to those around her.
"How could...?" Nyx suddenly said, turning her face to Chronos and searching for an answer.
Chronos shook his head and said, "Chaos. He erased our memories...or rather sealed them, and Desmond is the one who asked him to do it.'"
Nyx looked around for a few seconds, not knowing what to say when she heard those words, seeing the fear and worry on her children's faces, watching the tears her husband Erebus was shedding, watching his fists pounding the floor.
"James is...Desmond's descendant? What's going on?" Nyx questioned, seeming to realise and question things she had actually seen, remembered and would rather not remember.
"The game of the gods has been going on for a very long time, Nyx. Remember why we can't get off the 75th floor unless there's a reason? Normally I had forgotten too, but when I went back in time a little, I was able to access the erased fragment and remember everything." Chronos said the weight of those words alone was enormous.
Thanatos and Moros tried to stop their father Erebus' grief. Even if none of them could understand what was happening, they still had to accept the fact that something bad had happened.
"Mum...what's going on?" Eris suddenly asked, even Eris, who had been called the goddess of strife, seemed incredibly worried.
The things Nyx was about to tell them were things no one was supposed to know. The possibility of such things spilling out right now would get James killed. Every single person in the tower who was hostile to Olympus and the Chaos-Borns would be all over James. This time it was not just a few warriors, but hundreds of thousands of enemies below the 75th floor.
Who would have thought that the unknown past would suddenly come to the fore for them?
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"I am the one who adopted my father's sword technique. Each of my brothers took different techniques, I inherited weapons and attack and Desmond Black's most powerful technique [the sword]." Vlad suddenly said, as if he was trying to tell James something with these words.
"So what you're trying to say is that you're going to teach me, my ancestor?" asked James, as if these were the words the old man wanted to hear.
It was as if Chaos was prepared to finally clean the dusty pages of history and show them to everyone.