Chapter 1128: 1129 Who is this human that I must know, patriarch?

Chapter 1129 Who is this human that I must know, patriarch?

Lyon's eyes scanned the aftermath of the battle, his sharp gaze catching glimpses of the conflict that had unfolded in his absence. As he reunited with Cecile, concern etched across his features, he couldn't help but inquire about the events that transpired during his absence. His voice, a blend of curiosity and wariness, cut through the lingering tension in the air.

Cecile's response was nonchalant, her shoulders lifting in a dismissive shrug. "You know, that giant was looking for you," she remarked, a casual tone belying the potential gravity of the situation. Her words hung in the air, inviting Lyon to fill in the blanks of the confrontation that had taken place.

Kesya, a grin playing on her lips, interjected with a sense of pride. "Might of an Empress, that's what happened," she declared, emphasizing the strength and prowess displayed by the formidable group. Her tone carried a hint of triumph as if relishing the opportunity to showcase the power they wielded, especially in Lyon's absence. The camaraderie of the trio, marked by shared victories, painted a picture of unity and strength forged through the trials they faced together.

As Lyon absorbed the fragments of information, his expression shifted, a mixture of relief and satisfaction settling on his face. The unspoken understanding among them, woven through shared battles and victories, spoke volumes about the bond they had forged in the face of adversity. The dialogue, punctuated by subtle gestures and unspoken connections, painted a vivid picture of the events that had unfolded in Lyon's absence.

Lyon's ears twitched as the mumbles of people coming in groups were approaching. His arched brows betrayed a sense of amusement and curiosity as he observed the onlookers emerging into view. Their eager anticipation to witness the majestic Enigma Falls and the rumored splendor of the Zodiac Emperor had led them to climb up, only to be met with the unexpected sight of a swamp. Shock rippled through the crowd, evident in the collective gasps and widened eyes as they took in the stark contrast between their expectations and the reality before them.

As the onlookers grappled with their astonishment, their gaze shifted towards Lyon and his companions. The recognition in their eyes was unmistakable, a realization that Lyon was, indeed, the orchestrator of this unexpected transformation. The unspoken connection between Lyon and the altered Enigma Falls became a focal point, and the atmosphere crackled with a mixture of disbelief and awe.

Within the crowd, murmurs began to spread like wildfire, snippets of conversation echoing the sentiments of the onlookers.

"Zodiac Emperor," someone whispered in hushed reverence, while another remarked, "This must be his doing."

The dialogue among the spectators wove a narrative of Lyon's prowess and dominion, solidifying the image of a conqueror who could reshape the very landscapes to his will. The scene, a tapestry of reactions and spoken impressions, captured the essence of Lyon's influence over the Enigma Falls, leaving an indelible mark on the collective consciousness of those who bore witness to the unexpected spectacle.

Lyon's fatigue was evident in the lines of his face as he contemplated the need for rest. The weight of his responsibilities and the exertion from the recent encounters pressed upon him. "We need to rest," he declared with a sigh, the words carrying the weariness that lingered in the air around him. The companions, sharing in the exhaustion that permeated the group, nodded in silent agreement.

As if in response to Lyon's unspoken thoughts, the whispers of the ancient tree reached him through the very ground upon which he stood. The vibrations beneath his feet carried a gentle murmur, a subtle invitation woven into the language of nature. The ancient tree, a venerable guardian of the land, offered its sanctuary as a haven for Lyon and his companions to find solace and respite. The dialogue between Lyon and the ancient tree unfolded in the silent communion of understanding, a connection that transcended spoken language.

Upon receiving the tree's offer, Lyon's gaze shifted toward his companions, a knowing expression etched on his features. Without uttering a single word, the decision was made, and the group moved toward the ancient tree's abode. The silence that accompanied their retreat spoke volumes, a quiet acknowledgment of the rare privilege bestowed upon them. The whispers of the ancient tree resonated through the surroundings, leaving a hushed tranquility in their wake and stunning any attempts from others to extend a similar offer. In this dialogue of unspoken gratitude and symbiotic connection.

Lyon's outstretched hand, a silent command to the ancient tree, initiated a breathtaking display of nature's power. As if stirred by an invisible melody, the roots beneath Lyon's feet began to stir, emerging from the ground with a grace that belied their immense strength. The companions, witnessing the organic spectacle, exchanged astonished glances, their eyes reflecting the wonder that unfolded before them.

"Move," Lyon uttered a single word, his voice carrying a quiet authority. The roots responded to his command, intertwining and creating a living pathway that cradled Lyon and his companions. The onlookers, their gazes fixed upon the mesmerizing scene, were caught in hushed awe as the roots lifted Lyon and his group into the air. The ground, once solid beneath their feet, yielded to the celestial dance orchestrated by the ancient tree.

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The tension in the air built as the roots elevated Lyon and his companions above the clouds, a realm reserved for dreams and mythical tales. The onlookers, their eyes wide with disbelief, could only gasp in amazement at the manifestation of nature's sublime power. The dialogue between Lyon and the ancient tree unfolded in the language of movement, a silent symphony that resonated with the unspoken connection between guardian and guide. The whispers of the wind carried the echoes of astonishment, and the roots, like ethereal tendrils, continued their ascent, leaving the onlookers below with lips agape and hearts agog at the transcendent spectacle unfolding in the skies.

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As Lyon and the group tried to get some rest, his fame of having returned to the land of the living had started to flame like wildfire across the other realms. His feats, his skills, his name, and more importantly, his title as an emperor...

The serene ambiance enveloped the orc as he hunched near the tranquil pond, his fishing rod held with practiced ease. The surrounding stillness was only interrupted by the gentle ripples on the water's surface and the occasional chirping of distant birds. This secluded spot, far from the bustling realms, offered the perfect refuge for a moment of respite.

As the orc patiently awaited a sign from his bait, a sound not native to the tranquility of nature reached his ears — the unmistakable cadence of footsteps approaching from behind. The orc remained composed, his posture unwavering, and turned his head slightly to acknowledge the presence without diverting his attention from the task at hand.

"What is it..." The orc's voice resonated with a calm authority that hinted at a lifetime of experiences. His eyes, however, held a glint of curiosity as he awaited the revelation that prompted this intrusion into his solitary retreat.

The second orc, visibly apprehensive, knelt before his elder, a sign of both respect and an acknowledgment of the seriousness of the news he carried. "I have received shocking news," the messenger stammered, his voice betraying a mix of fear and urgency.

The orc by the pond arched a brow, seemingly unfazed by the descriptor. "Shocking? Hmph, hardly anything can shock me now," he remarked with a tinge of amusement.

The second orc, still in a kneeling position, trembled slightly as he conveyed the weight of his message. "A human name is making waves recently," he announced, the words carrying a sense of urgency and importance.

The elder orc, unimpressed, clicked his tongue in a dismissive manner, causing the very air around him to reverberate. The subtle display of his power spoke volumes about the orc's authority and the formidable strength he wielded. Despite the seemingly calm exterior, there was an undercurrent of irritation in his response.

"You have no idea how many times I've heard that," the elder orc remarked with a hint of disdain. His tone suggested that the mention of a human, and the ensuing commotion it caused, was a recurring theme that failed to capture his genuine interest. The world-worn orc seemed to view such news with a certain level of nonchalance, as though the affairs of humans were inconsequential in the grand tapestry of his experiences. n.-0VelB1n

As the messenger orc awaited further instructions or reactions from his elder, the air hung heavy with unspoken tension, hinting at the intricate web of politics and power dynamics that spanned across the realms.

The elder orc, seated by the pond with his fishing rod, regarded the news with a measured curiosity. "Who is this human that I must know, patriarch?" he inquired, his gravelly voice cutting through the serene atmosphere. The patriarch, still kneeling, felt the weight of the elder's expectation and answered with a gulp, "His name, he claimed to be, Lyon 'Zodiac' Torga."

The revelation seemed to trigger something in the elder orc. In a sudden, fluid motion, he rose to his full height, revealing a formidable muscular structure. His single long braid of thick black hair swayed as he moved, adding an air of intimidation to his imposing presence. The patriarch, now more than ever, felt the gravity of the situation.

The elder orc's response carried a clear warning that resonated with the patriarch. "You know, patriarch, should you lie about this matter, I'll kill you even if you're my own descendant." The threat, delivered with a calm certainty, underscored the significance of Lyon 'Zodiac' Torga's name.

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