Earth's Greatest Magus

Chapter ?1132 Life

Chapter ?1132 Life

There were no longer ice statues standing.

No more were the chaotic noises brought by the young creatures.

All those things were now gone, replaced by 18 yellow seedlings that arose from the ashes of their remains.

Still shaken by what they had just witnessed, Emery with Twik in his embrace slowly approached the yellow seedlings. A mixed feeling sprouted in his heart.

Immediately, Emery used his [Nature Grasp] to perceive the seedling once again. Thanks to that, he finally realized that they were not just ordinary plants. Although faint, he could sense a sliver of consciousness within these seedlings.

But what does it mean exactly? Does it mean that this is all they could become? Will they even be able to go back to how they used to be?

This line of thought Emery had was interrupted by Grand Magus Yvere as he said words that shot deep.

"Is that all their life mean to you?"

Once again, Emery was stunned hearing the elder's words.

Realizing that Emery fell into contemplation at his words as he tried to find meaning behind it, the grand magus cleared the confusion by asking another question that stirred him up.

"There is more to life for them than just becoming your little soldier, aren't they?"

Grand Magus Yvere's profound words pierced and etched itself deep within Emery and pondering it, the confusion that was within him slowly disappeared. A glint of realization flashed across his eyes.

He suddenly recalled what the Arbor master had taught him, how ever since one awakened, they had transformed from an ordinary plant and become a true living beings. One with their own consciousness.

Meaning Emery should stop treating them like a summon who he can order however he wants, he needs to start thinking about what's best for them although it might not be in line with what he needs.

Emery looked upon these 18 Chizpur Fang seedlings with a new understanding of life. He also realized his mistake, that he had been too reckless in his actions by forcing them to grow and threatening their lives.

Staring at the seedlings, Emery's face sported a regretful look as he whispered softly,

"I am sorry… I will definitely take good care of all of you"

After that, his attention fell on the other scattered dust on the ground – the remains of the other twelve little creatures. In that instant, the terrifying images of their death surfaced from his memory.

Subconsciously, Emery turned his head towards the grand magus. Realizing what the gaze meant, the elder shook his head and said,

"Unfortunately, I cannot bring back those who have died."

Even though he had somewhat expected it, the words still brought pain to his chest. Regret welled up inside him again, as he lamented the reckless actions he had taken that had caused all of this.

After expressing his deep gratitude to the grand magus once again, Emery slowly walked over to one of them and using his bare hand, dug a small hole which he used to bury the remains of the little creature.

"Kuang ku ku.."

"You want to help, Twik? Alright, let's do it together."

Emery could simply use spells to do the deed and make it easy for himself. But no.

He performed the burial ceremony of the dead Chizpur Fang one by one with the utmost respect.

Even though he only knew these young plant creatures for a few days at most, they were all created, or rather, awakened by his own hands. They were all his creation, his responsibilities.

Added with the fact their death came from his mistakes making these much harder than he thought.

With every dirt, he touched and a hole he dug, every dust was filled with his deep regret as they were put into their last resting place.

Since he was submerged in his deep wailing, Emery didn't realize that Grand Magus Yvere still hadn't left. A faint smile crept its way onto the grand magus' face, and it looked like the grand magus started to take some interest in him.

Previously, Grand Magus Yvere only remembered Emery as an acolyte with an interesting rare plant creature.

Although there were a few ways to awaken a plant into a sentient being, he had never seen an acolyte capable of doing such an act. Hence the reason why Emery's figure stuck in his memory.

What surprised him this time was how far the plant creature he met at that time had evolved. This was what initially made him disappointed with the young acolyte, that such wonder was about to be destroyed by thoughtless actions.

Despite that, the progress shown by the plant creature still astounded him. Especially the light-base core that had been established in the plant creature and the acolyte himself, which he knew didn't possess it the last time they met.

With such interest, the grand magus decided to hang around and watch as Emery slowly buried the remains one by one.

Before long, all twelve Chizpur Fangs that died and turned to dust were buried in the ground. There was an air of mourning in the garden as Emery performed the final burial ceremony and looked at the twelve graves he had made.

When he finished the last one, Emery found it so hard to pull his arm away from the earth.

"I… I'm sorry... I really wish I could undo what I've done."

As soon as he said the words, Emery suddenly felt something changing. There was a reaction between his arm which still touched deep into the ground and the stone on Twik's chest that started to glow.

"What is going on?"

A brilliant light was formed between the two of them. It was different from the warm sunlight feeling Grand Magus Yvere's [Revival] spell gave off. Instead, this one emanated a golden and divine feeling – the foreign energy.

A flash of light entered Emery's forehead and a certain rune appeared beneath his feet while the ground around started to glow dazzlingly. All of a sudden, something that seemed to be embedded deep within Emery's mind began to unravel itself.

Watching from a distance, Grand Magus Yvere showed a surprised expression as he realized what it was.

"Rebirth spell!"

What followed after the phenomenon was the emergence of brightly glowing yellow seedlings from all twelve graves Emery had created with his own hand.

"They… they're alive!"

Emery watches the scene in front of him in disbelief.

The spell only lasted for a short while, but the moment it ended, his spirit core suddenly shut down and Emery instantly lost consciousness.