Divine Path System

Chapter 1681  Dead God

The being had no clear features except for a humanoid body built of silver light. Yet, from the traces of its aura, it felt old, much older than even the Spirit King.

"You…" Varian stepped back, creating distance in caution.

"Why did you do it? Huh? Why did you fuse the slivers?" The being rambled. "You're the god of life and death? The primordial god who built this place?"

"I…" The being seemed to almost nod before it clutched its head and groaned. "I…I must be!" "Are you okay?" Varian thought using those words against a godly being was funny. How could he not be okay? And if he's not okay, what could he, a rank 2, do anyway?

"I am dead." The god said in a tone that showed no emotion.

The silver light flickered and wriggled, trying to form definitive facial features. But they all failed miserably as the light kept collapsing and dimming.

Varian noticed it only then. The being in front of him was only a thought left behind. It was sealed in the region until now, only to be freed when the region was conquered.

Varian had a lot of questions to ask. Why did the Primordial Gods die? Who even created them? Was the history assumed by the slivers really true?

But the god who was supposed to help only kept cursing. "You sinner! Sinner! Why did you have to do it? Why? You are a traitor! Even dying a million times isn't enough!"

The dead god's cognition was extremely broken. So, he wasn't acting as he should nor was he initiating a conversation. Like a petulant child, he kept cursing.

Varian had to take the matter into his hands and direct the conversation. He asked the most important question.

"How can I close the God's Eye? It is ripping the space-time fabric apart and destroying the universe bit by bit." "Sinner! Sinner!" The god didn't even bother to reply. Varian tried to converse by asking different things. But the dead man kept cursing. Eventually, Varian cursed back. "Screw you! Why am a sinner? I had to fuse the slivers to win. There was no other way. And why is fusing the slivers a bad thing? That's what they seek and it helps me advance." At his words, the god froze before he morphed into an old man. Tears slid down his eyes as he clutched his hair and wept. "No, no, no. We died to stop the fusion! We even died!" Varian tried to suppress the unease in his heart and summoned the slivers of Logos and Samsara. "I don't know your circumstances. But I need the slivers to save the universe."

Varian firmly believed that if he had any chance of dealing with the God's Eye that even the God Emperor couldn't solve, it's only through slivers.

"Save? Save the universe?" The old man laughed, his eyes staring at the two pair of slivers. The silver light on his body collapsed and he regressed into a young boy.

His voice turned cute but his tone was heartbreaking. Kicking Varian's shin with all the strength he could muster, he cried. "Saving? You're only dooming it! It'll be over soon! It'll be soon over!" "Explain! What are you talking about?" Varian held the boy by the shoulders and asked with a solemn expression. "I will not understand if you just keep yapping, reveal the reason! I will try to do something about it!"

The boy swatted away his hands, growing into a middle-aged man. "A pawn! You're a pawn!" Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Like an insane drunkard who was beyond both the insane and drunkards, the man kept rambling.

"If it's really important, you have to tell me. I'll try to find a solution!"

"Pawn, you're just a pawn! A sinner like you should kill yourself!"

Varian lost all patience and slapped the bastard.

Paaa!

The dead god crashed to the ground. Varian stepped on his chest, causing the hard soil under him to crack and leaned down. "Old bastard, I have been through a lot of sh*t lately and have no patience to entertain you. So, you better quit yapping and explain."

The dead god wriggled, trying to break free. But Varian slapped him once again, infusing a bit of soul power for the mix.

By either knocking sense in or madness out, the slap somehow worked.

Staring into Varian's eyes with a piercing gaze, as if he could see something beyond, the dead god spoke. "The slivers are not suposed to be fused. They hasten the end of the universe. God's Eye that you so wish to solve is going to expand at even rapid rate now. There is no solving it."

Varian stepped back, his face contorting. "No, what the hell are you saying?"

"It should've started the moment the slivers were fused. No one can stop it." Transforming back into the silver humanoid figure, he spoke. "Doomed. The universe is doomed. The world we protected is doomed."

Varian gritted his teeth. His opinion of God's Eye kept changing every time he grew stronger.

Now, he could somewhat comprehend how dangerous an expanding tear in the space-time field was.

God Emperor was stopping it until now. But if it goes beyond control, even he wouldn't be able to do anything.

"And why is that? What's causing this?"

The god's eyes blanked out as he stared into the void, his lips quivered and he began to tremble.

Varian's heart sank and he sent the power of life-death slivers into god. Maybe living for so long damaged him and he wasn't able to answer…

"I don't know." The god turned to Varian, clarity returning to his eyes. "I do not remember. Why? Why don't I remember?"

Varian stepped back powerlessly as he watched the god wallow in despair.

"Why? What? When?" The god crouched on the ground, clutching his head, as if he's trying to break it open to find the memories.

"Ahh! Come on!" Silver light splintered out as he bashed himself without mercy.

"The slivers…the slivers…"

The dead god turned into a frail old man, his eyes gray and back hunched. Without warning, he grabbed Varian's arm and placed it over his head. "You! Do it! Soul search! Find my memories!"

Varian pulled his arm back and nearly slapped the god again. "Are you crazy? Your condition is crap. If I do a soul search, you'll die." "I'm already dead! This is just a thought surviving."

"But stil—"

"Right! Keep hesitating! No wonder you brought the world to destruction!"

Varian's face crumpled and he grabbed the head of the god in a tight grip. Without letting his emotions get the better of him, he said. "I'm warning you last time. This is it."

The dead god chuckled with a face full of helplesness. "I needed to do something. Something important. It's the sole reason for my existence. But I forgot. I don't even know about the slivers.

If I can't do it by living, I want to accomplish by dying it." Varian no longer hesitated. The power of soul unleashed from him flooded the dead god's spirit form.

A soul search began and the memories of this 'thought' appeared.