Chapter 359: Chapter 340 Winged Race
The Winged Race is one of the few races on the Rafam Continent’s Hundred Races that can fly freely and has one of the most ancient histories.
Simultaneously, this race is also one of the few that, like the Dragon Race, mysteriously disappeared from the public eye even before the Anti-Magic War arrived.
In ancient times, the Winged Race held a prominent position among the Hundred Races, leveraging their significant advantage of flight.
The Winged Race is almost indistinguishable from ordinary people, except for the pair of wings on their backs that allow them to fly freely.
There are rumors that the Winged Race descends from the Ancient Divine Race, and that’s why, like the Ancient Divine Race, they are born with feathered wings and can soar freely in the sky.
Similarly, the Winged Race is naturally close to the Holy Light, and their comprehension and use of Light Magic far exceed that of ordinary people.
If there’s any difference between the Winged Race and the Ancient Divine Race, it’s that the Ancient Divine Race is said to evolve into Four-Winged Celestials, or even Eight-Winged, Ten-Winged, and ultimately the supreme Twelve-Winged Divine King as their power grows.
However, no matter how powerful the Winged Race becomes, their wings always remain a single pair and do not increase with strength.
Of course, the Ancient Divine Race is a powerful mythical race, and in fact, no one in modern times has ever seen this race.
Even on the Rafam Continent, records of the Ancient Divine Race are sparse.
Their mystery seems almost like a fabrication in people’s mouths, as no signs of this race’s existence have ever been found on the Rafam Continent.
It wasn’t until the emergence of the Resurrection Divine Hall, which could resurrect the Chosen Ones, that people began to associate it with the Ancient Divine Race again.
Returning to the Winged Race.
It is due to the many similarities between the Winged Race and this mysterious Ancient Divine Race that their tribe incurred such a great disaster.
Rumors began spreading from an unknown person and time, claiming that the Winged Race bore the mysterious bloodline of the Ancient Divine Race, and by drinking their blood, one could inherit this bloodline and become powerful.
At first, various tribes among the Hundred Races scoffed at such rumors, seeing them as mere talk and paying little mind.
Until one day, a Snake-man Race individual appeared with wings...
The dark side of humanity was completely exposed after the appearance of this winged Snake-man.
From then on, although no one spoke of it openly,
Disappearances among the Winged Race became frequent.
As more Winged individuals went missing, the tribe finally realized the gravity of the situation far exceeded their imagination.
When humanity is consumed by desire, no reasoning can be applied.
Though on the surface, the Hundred Races expressed enormous anger and ’all-cost’ condemnation of such actions,
In secret, the Winged Race was even treated like merchandise, appearing in black markets, priced and sold openly.
Cruel?
For the Winged Race, this unwarranted disaster came so suddenly, leaving them with no chance to catch their breath.
It’s hard to encapsulate it with just the word ’cruel’.
Finally, one day, the Winged Race launched a surprise attack and slaughtered a black market selling their people, quickly fled overseas, and disappeared from the view of the Hundred Races, never to appear again.
Afterward, it was found that there were no survivors on the black market the Winged Race avenged, not even the magical beasts being traded.
Among those killed in that massacre, there were members spanning a dozen races, with the Human Race prominently among them.
The number reached thousands, and the scene was a river of blood, as horrifying as Purgatory.
In later generations, some remarked that the Winged Race’s ordeal was the most straightforward test of the Hundred Races’ humanity.
The darker side of humanity was fully exposed through this incident.
This undoubtedly ranks among the most regretful and painful memories the Hundred Races would rather not recall.
This is also why nearly no one mentions this race on Rafam Continent anymore.
Naturally, Lin Yi knew nothing about any of this.
At present, he was cautiously proceeding towards the Teleportation Array as instructed by the elder.
Upon nearing, Lin Yi discovered a translucent barrier covering the Teleportation Array.
And this must be the restriction the elder mentioned.
Just then, the elder’s voice suddenly came from behind:
"Place your hand on it, and it will trigger the restriction, killing you instantly."
"So you’d better think carefully about whether to do it."
Even though this was a game where resurrection was possible, knowing that death would occur caused a sudden psychological pressure.
Lin Yi felt a bit anxious.
Yet, after just a brief pause, Lin Yi reached his hand forward without hesitation.
Upon touching the translucent restriction, a tingling sensation immediately ran through his hand.
Meanwhile, Lin Yi’s health was instantly drained, and a prompt appeared before his eyes:
"You are dead, please choose:"
[Revive on the Spot] Count: 1 [Main City Revive] Free
At this moment, Lin Yi wasn’t sure if choosing [Main City Revive] would appear at Xinquan City’s revival point or the previous Black Tortoise City’s.
To be safe, Lin Yi could only choose: [Revive on the Spot].
The elder was shocked, seeing Lin Yi revive again full of health shortly after falling.
A glimmer of excitement flickered in what was once a lackluster gaze.
However, Lin Yi didn’t notice this; as he turned to look at the elder, he suddenly found the elder’s body slowly disintegrating and dispersing.
Isn’t this what they call the dispersal of the soul?
Lin Yi never expected to see such a scene and asked in confusion:
"What’s happening?"
At this moment, a sense of desolation and sorrow surged into his heart without warning.
Lin Yi didn’t know why he suddenly wanted to cry.
This scene just felt distressingly painful to watch.
Lin Yi finally summoned the courage to ask:
"What is going on here?"
At this moment, Lin Yi’s mind was filled with countless questions and doubts needing answers.
However, the elder looked at Lin Yi calmly and said:
"I was but a strand of a remnant soul, and to survive till now is already great luck."
"Now that I see hope for my race’s return, I have no regrets in this life."
Just then, a feather-like ornament flew out from the elder’s body, landing in Lin Yi’s hand.
After the elder turned to dust, two lingering phrases were left in the air:
"I believe with her insight, she won’t disappoint me."
"I entrust my people to you."
At this moment, the Guardian of the Endless Tower suddenly raised his head, his cloudy eyes looking into the distance, muttering:
"Congratulations on finally being freed."
Then the Guardian looked around, revealing a helpless expression, saying:
"When will I break free from this prison myself?"
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Today’s update is complete.