Chapter 464: Kanreya is the Abyss Itself
She took a deep breath, which seemed to carry an endless heaviness. She looked at Sora and said slowly:
“But this is what I have to say to you, brother.
Do not come with Dyne to stop me. Do not stop the Abyss.
That man…Dainsleb.
He is the "Sword of the Last Light", the last palace guard of Kanria.
Five hundred years ago, he was powerless to prevent the destruction of Kanreya.
At that time, he was cursed with immortality and wandered in the wilderness...
He could only watch helplessly as the people he wanted to protect turned into monsters of the abyss. "
Ying's words echoed in the silent room, and every word seemed to strike everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.
The atmosphere in the room became increasingly depressing, as if shrouded by an invisible darkness.
After hearing Ying's words, Paimeng's eyes were once again filled with astonishment. His originally lively round eyes widened wide, like two glass beads about to pop out of his eye sockets, full of disbelief.
"You said... Dain is a Kanriyan?! The Kanriyan who experienced the destruction of their nation five hundred years ago?!"
Paimon's voice rose unconsciously, carrying a sharp surprise, echoing in the empty space.
"And when you said 'people turned into monsters'...are you referring to the current Cult of the Abyss?
Is it not just "related to Kanreya" anymore, but the "remnants" of Kanreya themselves?!"
As Paimon spoke, he gestured frantically in the air, waving his hands quickly, trying to use body movements to express the shock and confusion that was surging in his heart.
It looked like a frightened bird, at a loss as to what to do.
"Ugh... and there's also the phrase 'Dyne is your enemy'. It's like I'm in a fog and I can't figure it out..."
Paimon's voice gradually became tearful, and his little face was full of confusion and helplessness.
Kong listened quietly to Paimon's narration, feeling an indescribable complex emotion welling up in his heart.
His eyes widened. His usually clear and bright eyes were now filled with confusion and his mind was in a mess.
Countless thoughts were intertwined like a tangled mess, impossible to cut or sort out, as if completely overwhelmed by endless questions and confusions.
What is going on? Why is my sister involved with the Abyss Cult? What role does Dyne play in it?
These questions were like heavy boulders, pressing down on his heart one by one, making it difficult for him to breathe. His chest seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.
At this moment, the most urgent task is to persuade Ying to follow him and leave here.
He stared at Ying closely, his eyes revealing determination and concern. His gaze was passionate and sincere, as if he wanted to use it to convey his deepest feelings to his sister without reservation.
"Come with me first, Ying! Let's go home! We'll talk about everything later, let's go home!"
There was a hint of pleading in Kong's voice, and those gentle and sincere words seemed to be a call from the bottom of his heart, carrying with him the nostalgia for the good old days and deep concern for his sister.
Every word is filled with his deep affection, flowing slowly in the air.
Hearing Kong's gentle and sincere words, a faint smile appeared on Ying's face.
But that smile was fleeting, replaced by deep sadness, like a flower swaying in the cold wind, sad and fragile.