Divine Path System

Chapter 1672 Nirvana

Chapter 1672  Nirvana

The body was impossibly large at a first glance. However, as if to match the summoner's own size, the guardian shrunk.

The glowing green light around her dissipated, revealing the true form of the guardian.

Angel of Life was a beautiful woman. With platinum hair and golden eyes, she was as pretty as she was holy. The six white wings behind her back added even more holiness to her presence.

Varian expected hostility but she looked at him with a smile. "Intruder, your heart is in confusion. Do not engage in fights in such a situ—"

Varian swung his arm and the power of space-time as well as order-chaos exploded. The Angel was a peak rank 1 for certain. She'd have been impossible to defeat for the previous him. But now, Varian didn't even need to try. Seven paths weren't for show. Boom! Boom! Boom!

When the brilliant lights from the attacks died down, the holy angel was revealed once again. Her wings were tattered and her face pale. The platinum hair was disheveled and those gold eyes which shone with wisdom showed a mix of emotions.

Varian clenched his fist. "Unlike the other guy, you can talk. So, I'll say it only once. I need Elysium."

By killing the guardian of Purgatory, he became its owner of sorts. It granted him certain blessings in the forbidden region. Such blessings were the strongest in Purgatory and weaker elsewhere. But even the weakened version of the blessings would be very helpful as they raised a percentage of strength and not an absolute.

Since he's much stronger than last time, the boost was also much higher. Now, if he could also win Elysium and obtain the second blessing, his strength would reach new heights.

"You want to challenge Nirvana." The angel composed herself and looked into his eyes for a moment.

Seeing him not deny, she quickly said. "Don't do it."

"Huh?" "It's too strong for any rank 1 to win."

"I know. And that's why I need Elysium."

As much as Varian believed in himself, he's not so arrogant to think he could easily win the place.

Many have tried and failed. The consensus wasn't even that they perhaps a great genius could challenge Nirvana.

No. Even Keman and Yami were of the opinion that Nirvana was impossible to win. Of course, as the guardian of Purgatory, he could protect his life by sacrificing the medallion. But saving his life wasn't enough. He needed to win the guardian of Nirvana.

"Do you even know how strong the guardian is?" The angel continued to persuade.

Varian shook his head. "It doesn't matter. I can fight and find out. If I lose, I'll sacrifice Elysium's medallion and then win it back again."

The angel looked helpless at his stubborn response. If he didn't kill her, she'd be the guardian again. "Are you going to kill me?"

"I'm in a bad mood. But if you hand over the authority to me, I'll let you go."

The angel sighed deeply and threw a glowing mark.

Varian clasped the mark and it seeped into his body. The whole region of Elysium froze for a moment before a blinding light shone down on him. Compared to his brilliance, the angel seemed a little dull. The holiness she exuded was gone.

Biting her lip, she said. "It's not rank 1."

Varian shrugged. "I could guess." "And you're still going?" The pitch of the always calm angel rose.

"I need to reach True Divinity, whatever that means." Varian had a wry smile on his face. "There is an enemy outside I can't defeat otherwise."

The angel paused as she studied his face with a solemn expression. Then, she shook her head. "Stabilize your mind first before you do anything. Being reckless won't solve anything. How about you train here for a while?"

Varian looked at her disbelief before bursting into laughter. "I hope the next guy is at least half as good as you."

Nirvana.

The final region of the forbidden land. The most mysterious place which humbled countless geniuses.

Since the dawn of civilization, there was no record of even a single person making it in Nirvana.

{He who conquers the three regions will reach True Divinity.}

The myth gained credibility as a result.

Varian used the medallion of Elysium and Purgatory. The power of the two regions activated. These powers could also be used to fight and they were helpful even to peak rank 1s.

Even Varian, with his invincible strength in peak rank 1, grew substantially stronger from the boosts by these regions.

"Ah? What?" It's a world of souls. There's no land, no sky, no air, no dust. It was a world of the purest soul power condensed into a white mist. In that mist roamed golden silhouttees, souls that once entered Nirvana to try their luck, only to never return.

[Host, your soul!]

Varian noticed that the all permeating soul power of this place was also acting up on his soul, slowly separating his soul from the body.

Just like how the land of Undead tried to turn him into Undead, the land of souls tried to turn him into a pure soul without a physical body.

If he had to, Varian would fight with his soul alone.

But…

A golden silhouette that was moving nearby bumped into Varian and bounced back.

Varian hurriedly withdrew his aura and stretched out his hand against the glowing golden figure which seemed to be a male.

"Hey, I don't mean any harm to you. I want to help…" But as if it couldn't hear anything, the soul trudged forward.

And through his soul power, Varian was able to sense its thoughts.

"Genius. Genius. Genius."

"Chosen. I am chosen! Chosen I am!"

"Fight! True Divinity! God of Gods!"

A chill shot down Varian's spine as he realized this soul was enslaved. It was thrown into a limbo where it could neither be conscious nor be dead. It still had all its memories but would still submit itself to the enslaver from the bottom of its existence.

Clenching his fist, Varian swept his power across the souls in the vicinity.

"Fight. Power. Destiny."

"I. Am. Chosen."

"Me. Special."

"True…Divinity."

"God of all."

Some of these souls were strong enough to resist such erosion and recover. But the ever present soul power always kept them in a state of corrosion.

Varian took a breath and stepped forward. "Crazy, they're all crazy."