307 Memories of the Centaur

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Su Wan reasoned that even if the troop costs an arm and a leg, it might have extraordinary abilities that she simply couldn’t ignore.

[Special Troop: Dark Demon]

[Level: 1]

[HP: 20000]

[Attack: 100]

[Defense: 100]

[Speed: 100]

[Characteristic: Inheritance (The Dark Demon has no independent consciousness. It can be fused and devoured by any target. After fusion, the target will perfectly inherit all the power of the Dark Demon).]

[Abilities]

[Soul: when fused with the Dark Demon, you can strengthen one’s soul power and resist one fatal injury.]

[Netherworld: This skill can be activated to force the target to die. The target’s level difference with the Dark Demon shouldn’t be more than 10.]

[Note: Dark Demon can only be summoned once]

This was great! Su Wan thought that this troop type would be invincible when coupled with Xu Yuan’s Demonic Dragon’s Blessing.

Nobody would be able to touch them!

…

Su Wan asked Xu Yuan to help activate Ferula’s dormant bloodline. She wanted Xu Yuan to try it, even if Ferula wasn’t a Dark-Type.

Su Wan felt nervous and also excited. She was feeling overwhelmed with a mix of different emotions. She didn’t remember feeling this nervous for anything before.

However, Ferula’s constant chatter helped calm Su Wan a little.

“Mother, can we go get some honey later? I love honey!” said Ferula. “The Flower Fairy took me to the desert to play yesterday. I saw Treebeard. He is my friend. Do you know Treebeard? He can run so fast in the sand.”

Su Wan felt at ease watching Ferula talk about all kinds of things. A moment later, magical energy pulsed and surged. The centaur was hit by a wave of sleepiness. Ferula slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

However, the centaur still retained a blurry consciousness. She felt as though her wrist had been sliced open by something.

Her power flowed out, and she felt weak and powerless. Even breathing was a chore.

She didn’t feel any pain, but she felt her strength dissipating. It was as though she had entered a dark prison. The void enveloped her.

It was pitch-black. She couldn’t see where she was.

Everything in this world seemed to blend into nothingness. She felt lonely and helpless. It was better to sleep forever.

However, the will to live beat fiercely in her heart. It held her upright.

Her father seemed to be whispering something. He was telling her not to sink!

She did not know how much time had passed. Suddenly, an unfamiliar power slid into her body through her wrist. She finally understood what it was.

A ray of light flashed in front of her, and she rejoiced. A memory appeared in her mind.

The centaur was only five years old. Her eyes were red as though she had been crying. She was taken to a lake in the sky by her father.

Ferula knelt before a shadow. This entity was the controller of the world. A god whose face wasn’t revealed.

In her ignorance, she accepted the gift from the god. Vast energy encircled her. She was promised an endless lifespan. She would never die. All she had to do was never leave the lake.

From then on, it was her duty to guard this place. She gradually came to understand that laws were shattered, and this lake was the only fragment remaining from the battle between the gods.

Countless powerful gods had fallen here.

The previous god had asked her to guard this place so the fallen god couldn’t be resurrected. She was chosen by the gods because of her bloodline. She was the only one who could survive the power bestowed by the gods.

At first, Ferula was happy. She felt proud that she was chosen to fulfill this responsibility. She dedicated her waking hours to patrolling the lake and making sure it was safe from intruders.

However, as time passed, the lake became her prison.

She was lonely. She only had the Desert Fishermen.

Ferula had accepted her fate, but after 100,000 years, there was a sudden change. Some mermen reported a discovery they had made.

Ferula was already a demigod now. She led them to investigate the area. It was the Divine Kingdom. There was a god there. The one who was supposed to have fallen.

She had a responsibility to fulfill. Ferula led the mermen and attacked. The frail god was killed, but the Divine Kingdom, which was breaking apart, devoured Ferula’s power.

The Divine Kingdom was repaired, but it left Ferula half-dead. It had tainted the mermen, too. She suppressed the Divine Kingdom into a core to prevent it from destroying everything.

However, there was a bigger problem. The Divine Kingdom wasn’t destroyed. It gradually devoured the power of the place around it and perfected itself.

The centaur’s power came from the shattered fragment left behind by the god. After losing her power, she became weaker and weaker.

Her injuries didn’t help. She had no choice but to seal her soul and enter a deep state of sleep to save herself.

Generations of mermen died. Some died fighting, while others had lived a long life until death claimed them.

Ferula remained asleep for years. The power of the Divine Kingdom no longer posed a threat to the lake.

With time, everything was forgotten. No one remembered what had happened.

Suddenly, the centaur was awakened. She sensed the lake losing its power. The shackles on her body no longer bound her. She was free.

However, her soul was injured, and her power completely dissipated. She no longer remembered anything. When she opened her eyes, she saw her father and her mother.

Ferula’s memories made one thing clear. The Divine Kingdom wasn’t destroyed. It was suppressed in the land of broken laws, and only the centaur knew how to unlock it.