Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 639 Conditions
In fact, Rogge had been paying close attention to the journey ahead, and he was also very curious about what secrets this mysterious scepter could reveal.

Even he was surprised after observing the entire process.

However, he shares information with the players, so he naturally knows little about things that even the top-tier, quick-thinking players don't.

So, after casually dismissing the storyteller who had asked the question, Roger began to think for himself.

First, the other party seemed to know the origin of the candlelight, but could not mention it.

"Its owner must know something."

If we can find the owner of the philosophical scepter, perhaps the problem of the candlelight can be easily solved.

Secondly, there is the philosophical scepter's evaluation of illuminating all living beings.

If the Philosopher's Scepter's assessment is entirely true, then some of Rogge's previous questions may also be answered.

An embodiment of wisdom and the blazing sun...

If we follow the previous order of the birth of the torch, then the Radiant One should be ranked before the [Twilight Era], and if nothing unexpected happens, He will create an era.

But it's clear that He did encounter a minor mishap.

This also explains why it did not establish the eras in sequence, but rather burned long after the Twilight Age.

Rogge had a premonition that the reason why the Radiant Ones did not burn properly was definitely related to the flame of the Twilight Age.

"The fact that the radiant beings didn't burn in sequence after they died is a barely acceptable explanation..."

"But before dusk, shouldn't there still be a flame of 'order and chaos'?"

Why hasn't this flame been lit?

"Even if the order in which the flames are lit changes slightly, the span shouldn't be this large..."

"And this maze, it seems to be related to death, what does it refer to..."

Rogge frowned and pondered.

He then put those questions aside and kept them in mind.

Next, he planned to ask other people, such as Nyir.

It's kind of funny, actually. The player came to him with a question, but he chose to ask someone else instead...

……

The firewood gatherers by the campfire.

"what!!!"

A agonizing scream echoed throughout the room, even causing the witch's soul on the dagger to tremble.

Ryan clutched his head tightly, as if trying to crush it to end the pain.

Behind him were countless human figures, a combination of the Holy Fire and the soul.

At this moment, he had actually become a Saint of Fire Transformation!
"hold onto!"

"As a warrior of Yasum, this is the fate you must accept!"

"It's all for Yasum!"

"Only by reigniting the world under the guidance of the campfire can Yasum be revitalized!"

"..."

Hundreds of voices echoed in my ears.

An unbearable tearing pain also came from both body and soul.

Once the pain subsided a little, Ryan gritted his teeth and forced down the pain, letting out a trembling voice.

"I am indeed a member of Yasum... and I am willing to contribute to my people..."

"But...this is my body. Since I have to endure this pain, why can't I take control of it?! Why can't it split apart!"

"answer me!"

"Otherwise, this will be my last painful experience!"

Ryan angrily questioned him.

The influence within the tomb did not disappear at all; rather, it merged into his body and became a part of him! This resulted in his body being filled with countless souls of warriors from different tribes.

The bloodline characteristic of Yasum is that his strength increases when he has multiple souls in one body. The more remnant souls in his body, the stronger his talent and the more abilities he can master.

However, the more souls Yasum has within him, the stronger his split bloodline instincts become.

If this kind of pain is forcibly endured, it will tear the soul apart time and time again. In this process, losing memories is a minor matter.

What the remnants of Yasum need is the powerful force that comes from a single entity containing multiple souls.

Therefore, the pain they had to endure periodically, which they resisted splitting, naturally fell on Ryan's shoulders.

This is precisely why Ryan had exhibited so many unusual behaviors previously.

However, as his strength continued to increase, Ryan's soul naturally also strengthened.

Now he is aware of his situation, and much of his past memories have returned.

Upon hearing Ryan's words, the largest soul figure in the phantom finally had no choice but to appear and speak coldly.

“Ryan, you should have regained your memories of what happened before you entered the coffin, and you should know what situation you are in now.”

“You are too cowardly, indecisive, and even want to reject the inheritance and the glory of Yasum.”

"Do you know how many brave warriors from various tribes have died for Yasum, only to almost lose such a golden opportunity because of your naivety!"

"So, this is a test for you, and also a punishment for you..."

He paused at this point, then softened his tone, his voice carrying a sense of comfort.

"Of course, it is undeniable that the previous tomb spirits went mad due to the tearing of their souls, which led to some misunderstandings."

"...In any case, as long as we can find the legendary slumbering soul, our clan's bloodline will be able to leap forward, and after the bonfire is relit, we will be able to stand at the pinnacle of the world."

"If the soul is split and divided equally at this point, the new body will find it difficult to reach its current state, and our goal will be indefinitely delayed."

“Ryan, your brother, father, and grandfather are watching you, as are all the warriors of your tribe. They await your choice and hope you will live up to the name of Yasum!”

Without a doubt, this spirit must have said this to many warriors of Azum.

But it must be said that it does have some effect.

Upon hearing this, Ryan, while enduring the pain, fell silent, and his anger gradually subsided.

He was struggling internally.

The soul that sleeps forever is a special thing related to the flame, containing supreme and mysterious power.

The place where such a special object exists cannot be an ordinary place; it must be fraught with danger.

Therefore, the Yasum tribe's goal is extremely ambitious, almost like an impossible task. Even though he has now become a Fire Saint, death is still a foreseeable outcome.

But if you ask him to abandon his entire tribe without hesitation, to give up his own life and perish together with his entire tribe...

He couldn't do it, after all, it was a bond from blood.

Moreover, doing so would be a lose-lose situation.

"…I have one condition."

The pain gradually subsided, and Ryan's voice became more and more steady.

"Go ahead."

Chief Yasum breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing his words.

Their journey ahead will be extremely dangerous; a single misstep could lead to their utter destruction.

Ryan's soul is growing stronger, and if Ryan doesn't cooperate, he will still be significantly affected after gaining control of the body.

“I want to see my friends from the candlelight one last time,” Ryan said.

"...The campfire won't like us getting too close to the candlelight..." Chieftain Yasum hesitated after hearing Ryan's words.

This is why Ryan hasn't appeared in front of storytellers and others for a long time; after all, Ryan can't control his body most of the time.

“They saved my life.” Ryan looked at his already scarred arms. “…I don’t know if I’ll ever come back this time. I have to say goodbye to them.”

"...Alright." After a moment's hesitation, Chieftain Yasum agreed to Ryan's request.

(End of this chapter)