Chapter 636: Section 448: Blood of Carter (Part 3)
War, peace, revolution.
These seemed like a curse, looming over the sky known as history, or perhaps a waltz in which everyone helplessly danced to the song called fate. To Malin, it appeared that the world still wandered in a sea of suffering, with everyone struggling, everyone seeking to survive, only that, after being helplessly controlled for so long, they had forgotten they were also masters of their own fate, not puppets controlled by greed and desire.
In the following two days, in newspapers, on the radio, from people’s mouths, and in the shouts in the squares, the only thing Malin could hear was war.
The Northern Kingdom couldn’t provide the murderer, they couldn’t even produce any intelligence; in such circumstances, the southern treaty group and the northern holy union started bolstering their front lines with additional troops. Malin’s body was still that of a child, and as an only son, it naturally wasn’t his turn to be conscripted, but when Malin watched those young lives donning uniforms that barely differed from those worn a thousand years before by the Sydney Union, he couldn’t help but lament that this was indeed war.
Just like the first World War, the continent was about to face the flames of war once again.
In those two days, Malin also figured out the state of the era—the Chaos was expelled, the Subspace was stripped away, but the native Spirits still existed, some different kinds that lost the Subspace had also become Spirit-like beings.
However, this world had transformed into an entirely new form, and humanity once again became the undisputed masters of this world.
Demon Hunters had become a mainstream profession, some Transcendent Sequences that required different kind materials were fading from human sight, whereas other Transcendent Sequences had replaced the previous different kind materials with new ones, becoming safer and more effective.
When he went back to the hotel for lunch, Malin met his body’s mother, a petite and cute Rebbish sheep-person without horns, but possessing enough strength, at least a third step being, which was a Sequence Malin had never seen before.