“The ocean’s cadence?” Sanders murmured, a figure unwittingly appearing in his mind.
Monty’s narration ended as the ice floe silently progressed through the dark Void.
“What are you thinking about?” Kanter asked. More than an hour had passed since Monty finished speaking, but Sanders remained with a furrowed brow in silence, “Are you still pondering that strange sensation from before?”
Sanders shook his head, “No, I’m thinking about that ocean’s cadence.”
“Ocean cadence?” It took Kanter a while to recall that this seemed to be what Monty mentioned as the experience offered by that shop. “Is there anything strange about it?”
“Do you remember Angel’s first high-order creation?” Sanders asked instead of answering.
“I remember, wasn’t it said to be crafted in the Devil’s Sea? It shocked the entire Southern Alchemy Realm.” Kanter looked at Sanders with suspicion, “Does this have anything to do with the ocean’s cadence?”
Sanders shook his head, “I don’t know if there’s a connection, but Angel’s high-order creation is named ‘Ocean Cadence.'”
Kanter expressed in astonishment, “Could it just be a coincidence?”
Sanders fell silent; even he did not know why Angel suddenly came to mind. Usually, the same name wouldn’t mean much, it’s just a way of speaking.
It’s just that Belus’s Prophecy told Sanders that Angel was in the third layer of the Abyss, which made him more cautious.
“It should be a coincidence,” Sanders affirmed, but the doubts in his heart were not entirely dispelled.
He now regretted not experiencing Angel’s ‘Ocean Cadence’ when he had the chance; perhaps now he might have further insight.
Mainly because, when Angel first mentioned ‘Ocean Cadence,’ he seemed unwilling to discuss it in detail, brushing over the topic. Even when Sanders broached the subject, Angel evaded and obfuscated.
Having never seen nor experienced the ‘Ocean Cadence,’ thus Sanders could not confirm whether the shop Monty mentioned had anything to do with Angel.
…
In the depths of the Void, a place endless space-time away from Lassudral.
This was an eternal darkness, where nothing could be seen, nor any sound heard, as if it were the legendary land of obliteration.
Suddenly, a gateway of light was opened.
A slender figure, fluttering the massive wings on his back, flew into the chaotic void.
“Lord of the Flameless, your faithful servant calls for your awakening,” echoed a melodious whisper.
In the pitch-black world, a huge eye slowly opened, emitting a faint, greenish luminescence resembling ghostly flames that slowly burned in the darkness.
No one could have imagined that in what appeared to be a completely barren darkness, there existed such an immense being; judging by the size of the eye, its actual form was likely unimaginable.
“Galal, I know what you wish to say,” conveyed a ripple-like message, seemingly able to spread to the farthest corners of infinity.
The figure kneeling on the ground lowered its head toward the grand presence in the darkness, “I await your directive.”
“Aoluxiya’s target is Asgard; in the end, it will still reach that place, to find its own path.”