Chapter 121 - 117. Celestial Voice
Just like the rest of the environment, the path Zein walked on was also dark. But along the path, there were glints of greenish light that made it seem like a metallic surface.
While Zein felt like he was climbing up, the path also felt winding down, curving left and right, and overall making him confused. He got that the platforms were sending the espers to pocket dimensions for their customized trials. But what about this path? Where was he headed to, exactly?
Zein thought he was going to the peak, where the fragment was. But this path...it didn’t feel like a stairway to the top.
In fact, he felt like he was walking in a circle--well, not exactly a circle, but like a figure 8, with an upward and downward road. If he had to liken it to something...
Yes--it felt like walking on top of a coiling giant snake.
Zein looked down then, at the pattern of lights beneath his feet. Hmm...yes, even those looked like scales.
After walking on an empty road for a long time, Zein didn’t look for a door anymore. He just walked forward while staring at the pattern on the path, until suddenly he felt the air change, and the next thing he knew, he was already in a room.
Blinking at the sudden brightness, Zein lifted his head to look at his surrounding. It was a circular room with a high ceiling, supported by pillars upon pillars, sleek black in color. The tall glass window showed him not of the safe zone’s scenery, but of the night sky and glittering stars--although Zein was pretty sure it was still daylight when he came inside.
But the black room wasn’t dark like the pathway. Across from where Zein stood, hovering above a rising pedestal, was a pulsing sphere with an undulating bright glow. The sphere let out a pillar of light shooting out through the ceiling, to a contraption at the highest peak of the tower.
Zein stared at the sphere, feeling his heart pulsing in tandem with the wave it created, as if they were resonating. Alone in the room, Zein couldn’t help but walk forward to the inviting sphere.
While walking, Zein was thinking that he might not suppose to do this, that it might be considered rude to just approach the core of the tower without permission. But the pulsing wave was calling him, and before he could decide to step back, his hand already reaching out and touching the bright light.