Original God's Dark Priest

Chapter 893 The Afterimage of Tupac

Having confirmed that the people from the Kingdom of Night were temporarily safe, Sapphire sat back down in his chair, looking completely unperturbed.

But the way Mavica looked at her became a little strange. Unfortunately, Sitrali was still there, so there were some things she couldn't ask.

Feeling uncomfortable under Mavica's strange gaze, Saffir turned slightly to avoid Mavica's eyes, muttering to herself, "Isn't stepping on someone's face normal in a fight? The strong are supposed to humiliate the weak!"

Seeing Saffir's evasive attitude, Mavica sighed slightly, hoping that Marani wouldn't be led astray after this incident. It wouldn't be good for such a nice girl to pick up some of that bastard's habits.

Sitella felt it was alright; she wasn't opposed to the face-stomping tactic and was even somewhat interested in trying it.

The atmosphere outside was relatively relaxed, and the same was true in the Kingdom of Night.

Having dealt with the Abyss Singer, Ying crossed her arms and looked at the area where the guy had died, shaking her head: "He's no different from the ones we've encountered before, maybe even weaker. How dare he spout such big talk?"

Ying has a special affection for Abyss Singer Abyssfire because there is a special Abyss Singer named Abyss Above.

It wasn't that she had a particularly good relationship with Yuan Shang, but rather that Yuan Shang was the only Abyss Singer she had ever met who could repeatedly escape from Saphir's clutches.

While it's partly because Saffir let him go, it has to be said that Yuan Shang is indeed an unusual guy.

As for this dead Abyss Singer…

A weakling, nothing special.

“Well done, Katzina. You should fight back like this when you’re underestimated.” Ianshan had a lot to say on this, after all, she had been underestimated herself.

Marani, now free from her earlier emotions, looked at Katzina with sparkling eyes: "Well done, well done, Katzina!"

She had a blast, more thrilling than any fight she'd ever had before. It opened the door to a whole new world for her.

She ran to Kazina with cheers, hugged the little girl tightly, and spun her around twice.

Kazina gasped in surprise, but quickly recovered and smiled, "I'm so happy too, Marani! We really are a perfect team!"

Just then, an obsidian arrow-like object, gleaming faintly, slowly fell and stopped in front of Marani.

Upon seeing this, Marani was somewhat confused: "This is... my ancient name is glowing? But I didn't even bring it with me."

The ancient name of Marani shone ever brighter, as if waiting for something.

Chaska gazed thoughtfully at the ancient nameplate: "This should just be a projection of the physical world, but why did the ancient name suddenly appear..."

Ian Shan looked at Gu Ming and tentatively asked, "Could it be that you are...?"

As she voiced her question, the ancient name shone with a dazzling light, and a male voice suddenly rang out: "What a crazy act! To save your friend, you rushed into the most polluted part of the abyss."

Along with the sound appeared a massive figure made of light and shadow. His voice was emotionless, but the people present felt that he seemed quite happy: "But, isn't he pretty handsome?"

At the Holy Flame Arena, Saffir slowly stood up: "Tupac has appeared. It seems we don't need to worry about things over there."

“We can’t be so optimistic. Tupac has been dead for many years, and there’s very little he can do.” Mavica shattered Saffir’s illusions, preventing her from making a quick getaway.

Saffir sighed and walked toward the door anyway.

Seeing this, Sitaleie also stood up: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the exit and wait." Saffir opened the door and went out.

No matter what happens, waiting over there is always much more convenient than staying here, at least it's closer.

Mavica and Sitella followed them out. Saffir was right; that was indeed the case. The reason they had been waiting there was because Mavica needed to determine whether it was necessary to intervene.

If she needs to take action, she has to use bonds as fuel to forcibly unleash her potential and gain power, which is why she stays at the Holy Flame Arena office.

Now that Saffir is willing to make a move, there's no need for Mawika to sacrifice those highly significant collections.

The three headed towards the exit, unbeknownst to the others from the Kingdom of Night.

Tupac continued, "You're right. If they are just isolated Nata people, they have no chance against the power of the Abyss."

It took me a long time to understand this lesson from my many scars, and I suffered a lot of unnecessary pain.

In Lord Vulcan's plan, everyone plays their part and unites as one.

Only then will we have a chance to completely defeat our most powerful enemy.

“You…you are…” Marani sensed something; she seemed to know the identity of the person in front of her.

"I am Tupac, a warrior from the Flowing Springs, who came from the time when the Abyss invaded Nata five hundred years ago," Tupac introduced himself to the younger generation.

Upon hearing the name, Marani immediately became excited: "I've heard of this name before, it's the giant hero who saved Nata!"

“Since my words can awaken from the ancient name, it means you have fully understood the Great Spirit’s expectations.” Tupac turned to Marani. The light and shadow that formed his body did not depict his expression, but Marani could feel that gaze, which was full of relief and love.

He placed his right hand on his chest and solemnly said, "Let us unite all tribes and save Nata from destruction."

"Me, me?" Marani blinked. Although she had awakened the ancient name of unity, she had never had such an awareness before.

It seems she has never considered what it means to unite the Flowing Springs and even Nata, a great ancient name that has existed since the time of the first Vulcan and has been passed down to this day. Every inheritor of this ancient name is a hero among heroes.

Now, it's her turn.

"No one is born great, nor are they born heroes. It is only the weight of history and the epic of life that have placed this weight on the departed heroes, making their figures in the long river of history appear majestic."

Therefore, the birth of a hero does not originate from birth, but rather from death. The living create glory, while the dead are mourned, becoming poems and chapters. Saphir walked slowly, keeping an eye on the movements of the Kingdom of Night.

Sitrali looked at Saffir with a faint smile on her face: "If you, Su Jin, had also been born in Nata, you might have become a great hero as well."

I suddenly wonder, if you had an ancient name, what would it be?

Saffir gave her a puzzled look: "I'm not a Nata, how could I have such a thing? Don't think about these things."

“It’s not impossible. Although there’s never been a precedent, it’s theoretically possible. Creating ancient names for non-Nata people would be difficult, but there’s a theoretical basis for it,” Mavica said at this moment.

Saffir looked at Mavica and then at Sitrali, shook his head, and said, "Instead of arguing with them, why not create one for Ying? She's more suited to have an ancient name than I am, because our motives are different."

I came with a specific purpose, but she was simply kind-hearted; that's different.

"..." Mavica didn't continue speaking, but a thought formed in her mind: if possible, she would give it a try.

Setrali then asked, "So, what kind of ancient name do you think would be best for that traveler?"

“Her name… in your Nata language, let’s call her ‘matumaini,’ [Hope Dumaini],” Safiel suggested after a moment’s thought.

Mavica and Sitella's eyes lit up simultaneously; it was a very nice ancient name.

After pondering the meaning and significance of this ancient name, Mawika looked at Saffir seriously and said, "So, if I were to create an ancient name for you, I think it could be 'Malaika,' meaning: [Angel Malaika]."

“…We’ll see.” Saffir didn’t take it to heart. She thought Mavica was just joking, after all, she hadn’t done anything for Nata yet.

I was just stating my position according to the captain's idea, does Mavica trust me that much?

She was unaware, of course, that among the information Mavica received was a highly misleading one: Saffir had killed the Rock God Morax and might possess the authority of the Rock God.

Therefore, Mavica treated her as a deity, not as an executor of the Fools.

“Before your blood runs dry, run a flint along the blade, leaving a small lamp. In this way, the flame will be connected with the gaze of all of Nata. Even eternal darkness cannot separate us.” Tupac said, crouching down and extending his enormous fist toward Marani.

Marani stepped forward slowly, extended her right fist, and bumped it with his.

The inheritance belonging to Womoyan was officially completed, Tupac disappeared, leaving behind a somewhat dazed Marani, who gently touched her chest, feeling the throbbing in her heart.

Suddenly, a massive surge of Night Soul energy erupted from her body. The violent energy surge and the sensation of memories flooding her mind made her head ache as if it were about to split open.

She couldn't help but clutch her forehead and cry out in pain. Seeing this, Kazina immediately ran over with concern: "What's wrong, Marani?"

"So many memories... memories of that person from just now, in my mind..." As the pain subsided slightly, Marani immediately deciphered these unfamiliar memories and saw many past events within them. "So that's how it is..."

She understood many things in an instant.

Hearing her words, Paimon asked curiously, "What's wrong? What did you find out?"

"They actually foresaw the crisis that Nata is facing today five hundred years ago, and they were already trying to save Nata five hundred years ago..." Marani found it incredible. Could there really be such a prophecy?

Ying and Paimon, however, thought it was perfectly normal. After all, Fontaine's prophecy spanned a much longer period of time, not to mention Orobas and Zhongli's prophecy about Saphir's return, which spanned thousands of years.

Ian Shane had long since awakened her ancient name and perfectly inherited it, so she was aware of all these things. She knew how shocked Maranie was, but given the current situation, there was simply no time for her to process it.

So Ian Shan said, "This isn't a story we should be discussing here. Let's explain it all when we get back."

Seeing the calm Yi Anshan, Ying realized what was going on: "You knew all along what was going on?"

“Yes, I knew part of it, but I didn’t expect Maranie to be part of the plan as well.” Ianshan nodded.

By this time, Safiel and his group had reached the top of the group. Hearing Ianshan's words, she had a strange expression: "What good would it do you to keep it a secret like this? Since you already knew that Marani was Womoyan, you should have told her earlier to save her from having to go through so many detours."

Mavica shook her head: "It's not that simple. I know you like to cut things quickly, but I don't have that kind of leeway. If anything goes wrong, the entire Nata will be destroyed. I can't afford to gamble."

“It’s not that serious…” Saffir said dismissively. She felt that everything should be explained clearly, especially plans that required everyone’s cooperation. Otherwise, what’s the point of having a mouth?

Concealing information will breed suspicion and create rifts in relationships, which is a major taboo.

Only through openness and honesty can we work together wholeheartedly. This has always been Safiel's belief and her requirement for her subordinates. In the Dark Priest team, as long as a plan is executed, everyone knows what role they are playing and receives a detailed "script," or plan.

This has always been Safi's habit.

Sylvanas explained to Mavica, "The specific situation needs to be considered on a case-by-case basis. Since you are from Liyue, I will use a Liyue term to explain it: 'pulling up seedlings to help them grow.'"

Although she inherited Womoyan, Marani is not Tupac. She needs to grow, and the setbacks and changes in mindset she needs to experience on the road to growth cannot be replaced by a few words from others.

Only when Marani understands the power of unity through her own experience can she fully activate the power of Womoyan, just like today.

If she believes she was born a hero, her immature mindset will inevitably lead her astray, and then there will be no turning back.

There are no born heroes, because while geniuses abound, they often overlook the mediocre. This has nothing to do with personality; it's the indifference that arises from distance, and it's human nature.

It is absolutely undesirable to let people know too early who is destined to become a hero. Heroes will become arrogant and unable to grow, and others will feel it is unfair, because people are more concerned about inequality than scarcity.

Mavica needs to avoid this situation from happening.

After listening to their explanations, Saffir shrugged and accepted their point of view. It made some sense, after all, Nata was a country, while she controlled an army, and soldiers and civilians were not the same.