Chapter 1667 The Gift Bathed in Moonlight <TOC> Chapter 1669 Palace on the Mountain Peak
Translator: SumTLMan
After Onassis awoke, the unexpected incident was successfully resolved.
Although Farina and Melanctha were both very curious about the method Angel used to awaken Onassis’s primary personality, this after all delves into the secrets of knowledge. In the Wizarding World, knowledge is the most valuable treasure. If Angel isn’t willing to share, they have no reason to persist in asking.
“Now that Onassis has awakened and Trom’s injuries have almost healed, it’s time to prepare for the final award ceremony,” Melanctha said. After expressing her gratitude to Angel, she reiterated her previous promise.
Having done all this, she instructed Trom and Onassis to wait in the contestant’s backstage area and then went to the Boundless Arena to prepare for the award ceremony.
The contestants’ backstage and the judges’ chamber are in the same direction, and due to convenience, everyone left together.
However, Angel, Farina, and Hydra led the way, while Trom and Onassis quietly followed from behind.
Onassis, while looking at Angel’s silhouette ahead, couldn’t help but reminisce about past events.
He always felt that the wilderness his secondary personality had ventured to was no ordinary place.
Where exactly was it? Onassis wondered as he walked behind the group.
As Onassis was deep in thought, a dull voice suddenly asked, “Do you regret it?”
The voice came from Hydra, a creature with three heads. Hydra’s left and right heads turned at an eerie angle, seemingly addressing the person behind.
Onassis was taken aback for a moment. At first, he didn’t realize that Hydra was addressing him. It wasn’t until Hydra asked a second time, “You won the Novastar Competition and received a grand prize, yet you made a request that seems meaningless. Do you regret it?”
This time, Onassis realized that the other party was speaking to him.
In truth, Onassis had no affiliation with Hydra, but given the realm of the individual before him, it would be impolite not to respond.
After pondering for a moment, Onassis shook his head, “I have no regrets.”
Hydra asked, “Why?”
“It wasn’t a meaningless request. If I couldn’t suppress my inner demon at the time, my primary personality might have fallen into eternal slumber.”
Hydra responded with a shake of his head, “That wouldn’t happen. Your secondary personality lacks a full range of logical behaviors. Even without external help, it would eventually revert to its secondary position.”
A doubt rose in Onassis’s heart. Why was Hydra so certain? But then, considering his identity as one of the eighteen Observers of the Crown Star Church, his doubts immediately dissipated.
Perhaps, it was the art of prophecy that allowed him to see the future.
Onassis reflected for a moment, then shook his head again, “Even if that’s the case, I have no regrets. I can’t predict the future. To me, countless butterflies are pulling the threads of fate in front of me. I don’t know the trajectory of their flight or if this thread of destiny will collapse halfway. Everything is filled with uncertainties. Instead of looking forward to the uncontrollable variables of the future, it’s better to embrace the present that’s meant to be.”
Hydra looked deeply into Onassis’s eyes. He was merely curious about his thoughts but didn’t expect to be lectured by him.
However, Hydra wasn’t upset. The unpredictability of fate is inherently enchanting, and what Onassis said wasn’t wrong.
He shifted his approach, “Let me ask in a different way. If this incident hadn’t occurred, what would you have requested?”
In response to this question, Onassis pondered deeply for an extended period. It was only when he was nearing the backstage area designated for contestants that Onassis remarked, “I’d probably wish… to engage someone in a philosophical discussion.”
As Onassis said this, he once again glanced at Angel. From his perspective, perhaps Angel might be capable of understanding his line of thought. If indeed there was an opportunity to make a request, he hoped it would be to discuss philosophy with Angel.
Angel caught Onassis’s gaze and likely grasped his intentions. However, even if Onassis genuinely approached him with such a proposal, Angel surmised he would decline.
Angel’s engagement with philosophy was merely superficial. While he was indifferent to casual conversations about it, he might feel underqualified for a serious philosophical debate.
Jon might be more intrigued. After all, much of Angel’s understanding of philosophy was rooted in insights from Jon. Furthermore, Jon’s knowledge wasn’t limited to the philosophy of this world. He had been entrusted with the profound philosophical legacy of the entire Earth.
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Upon returning to the judges’ chamber, when the panel learned that it was Angel who had helped awaken Onassis’s dormant personality, they all looked at Angel with astonishment.
It seemed that Hydra’s decision to invite Angel to join them earlier had a deeper significance.
Hydra’s foresight took them by surprise. However, Angel’s ability to effortlessly resolve such a seemingly challenging issue highlighted his profound capabilities.
Perhaps before, they might’ve held the impression that “Angel is a novice in the wizard realm, perhaps lacking in experience.” But after this incident, such a stereotypical image vanished.
As time passed and after Angel had rested for half an hour in the judges’ chamber, an announcement echoed across the Boundless Arena.
“Apologies for the wait. After some time for recovery, the previous competitors have fully regained their strengths. Therefore, the final segment of the Novastar Competition, the award ceremony, is about to commence.”
Upon hearing the narration this time, even though it was still a female voice, it exuded a deep and elegant tone, distinctly different from its previously playful timbre.
Angel instantly recognized it; the voice undoubtedly belonged to Melanctha.
As Melanctha’s words faded, a deafening cheer erupted from the vast arena.
While the finals had concluded, apart from the formal wizards and those uninterested in the award ceremony, everyone else remained. Among them were the contestants’ admirers, mere spectators, those with ulterior motives, but most were witnesses to the event.
The crowning award ceremony was approaching, and almost all the contestants would make their appearance.
These contestants undoubtedly represent the future wave-makers of the Southern Region’s Wizarding World.
Perhaps they might not have the power to stand on the podium, but witnessing the rise of a new epoch is an honorable participation in its own right.
At that moment, the short-distance teleportation formation in the center of the judging room was activated.
This signaled the imminent arrival of the judges.
This time, the judges’ entrance was subtle, and Melanctha didn’t give any particular introduction. Instead, she announced the contestants’ entrance with utmost gravity. This gesture made the long-waiting contestants feel the immense regard Infinite Battle Tower had for them.
Angel, seated in a suspended chair, looked down below.
Even though two hours had passed since the conclusion of the finals, upon Angel’s return to the Boundless Arena, the fervent atmosphere was still palpable. It showed just how eagerly the audience anticipated this final ceremony.
Following the entrance of the judges, with a resonating sound, right in front of everyone and at the center of the dome, a massive screen appeared out of nowhere.
Originally, the floating screen displayed the words: “Arena Card: The Sea of Frenzied Trolls.”
However, as everyone’s attention was drawn to the screen, the words slowly began to morph.
“Selection of the Arena Card is now in progress.”
“Arena Card selected: The Path of Glory.”
Chapter 1667 The Gift Bathed in Moonlight <TOC> Chapter 1669 Palace on the Mountain Peak