Way of Overlord-Chapter 499: Old Wanderer

Angah stop looking at the stars and the sky.

The night is about to end and the power of magic that is so thick before is now thinning.

"The night has ended and the secret of heaven and earth would be covered up" he mutters to himself

Until the tribulation on this land ends, the secrets of destiny and fate would be hard to unravel

He begins walking down the hill but the closer he is to the bottom of the hill, the more he frowned

"Divine beings....or evil creatures" he mutters to himself. He brought something out from his sleeve. A pouch and he is ready to throw the pouch if the thing waiting for him in the bottom of the hill are evil creatures

Angah could feel a fluctuation of energy in the bottom of the hill.

Something is waiting for him. In the past, he would run. But now he is old. However, it is not because he is old that he did not run

It is just that he feels confident enough that even if there is evil creatures on the bottom of the hill, he did not need to run

If its divine beings, then there is no reason for him to run.

Old gods and divine beings that still roams the world, while they could be mischievous would rarely harm you

However, if the one waiting for him on the bottom of the hill is a warrior, then even a thousand pound of ash from the Ash Tree would not help him.

End of an era also means a beginning of another. This is the era of common people, of ants, of common warrior, of those who make their living by swinging a sword and killing people.

He walk his step carefully and he steel his heart.

And then he arrived at the bottom of the hill.

Angah tilted his head and chuckles. He put back the pouch into his sleeve and he chuckles

he could see a few animals in front of him. There is two wolves blocking the road.

Its eyes seems to have wisdom

Well, that is just a poetic way of Angah saying that those eyes of the wolves is weird.

There is matrixes of magic circles in the eyes of the wolves

Angah has bad vision.

Especially when he is already old. But just before when he was taking the Blood of the Moon Goddess into the flask, some of his old disease, some of his old affliction was healed.

And tonight, his eyes is as bright as the sun and even more so when it is about something magical.

His eyes could see even more clearly when it is like this.

Two ravens perched on a nearby tree. Its eyes shining with blue light. Two wolves and two raven

Angah knows who this is. A very old ancient wanderer. He has as many names as the stars in the sky

The Old Gods of Eresian that came to this land when the Eresian landed here with their boats and walk to the Steppe.

And this tree that the raven is standing on is unlike the other tree is not wilted. Instead, it is the only one that looks like it is not affected by the loss of the vitality from the Blood of Moon Goddess.

"Magic." He paused for a second and then mutters

"Divine magic"

But these are not the only animals that are blocking his way. There is also a serpent and a few other animals

They all look at him. There is also an owl looking at him. Wolves of different colours. But while the two wolves and the two ravens are solid, these other animals are all translucent

"Old Gods"

And then a rustle from the nearby bushes startled Angah.

But coming out of the forest, is an old man.

He wears an eyepatch on his left eye.

He is hunched over and he has a cane.

His beard is thick and reach his chest but is tied like the people of Eresian. He wears grey robe, patched on many parts.

An old wanderer.

"We’ve met before, Second Son" the old wanderer said to him with a smile. And Angah could only smile bitterly.

"Glad of War, Bringer of Victory, the One-Eyed Wanderer, the Cloaked Traveller, the Hanged King upon the Gallows Tree, Father of the Slain, Lord of the Battle Mad, Caller of the Wild Hunt. The Rune Master, Speaker of Secrets, Walker of the Nine Worlds, Shaper of Fate and Binder of Beast. You are Whisper in the Wind and the Storm on the Horizon. On the north, you are called by the Norns, Grimnir, Harbinger of Twilight, The Hooded One Who Walks Unseen, Gondlir, the Speel Weaver, Bolverk the Deceiver, the All Father, the High One, the True Guesser and more. The Nine Worlds you walks and you spread your name.

"And I call upon the name of Many to restrict your name and may Heaven and Earth be a witness. I spoke your name and I pray for protection"

And the moment Angah finished saying the names of this old being, a star shines in the sky. This star is not a physical star but a star of magic. Of rules of heaven and earth

And it is dim and could not be seen by people without knowledge

He spoke the name and he is protected from the name. Those who knows would understand what Angah had done.

Divine beings have many names because when their true name is spoken, it almost means that their weakness is known

The many more the names, the more personas they could take. The more personas they could take, the more protected they become

The old wanderer just smiles

"I did not come here to harm you, Second Son’

Angah only smiles and reply

"it is never bad being cautious" the old wanderer smiles. And for a moment there is silence between them

Then Angah ask

"you send a child to the Brolgadhr tribe. Mukhulai, is he your champion?"

The old wanderer chuckles

"The Age of the Gods had ended. The Gods and even the Gods Killer had died. There is no longer any champions. Just....an investment"

"Why are all of these old gods coming here?"

The old wanderer smiles

"I have a prophecy for you"

Hearing this Angah eyes narrowed. And he sighed

"Can I choose not to listen?"

Hearing this, the old wanderer smiles

"You could. Then this fate would belong to the one you are holding the flask for" Hearing this Angah eyes narrows

He sighed and shakes his head

"My feet are already one feet in the underworld. There is no need to curse young people with knowledge that they do not need. Just speak it to me, old wanderer"

The old wanderer smiles and come closer

As this old wanderer take that step, the space around this old wanderer began to distorts like a mirage, a heat that bends vision, a kind of thing you could see in the desert when the sun is shining so hot you feel your body is being roasted.

This old wanderer just took one step and he appears beside Angah almost instantly. This is not a body movement method that those with martial arts masters

Nor is it some kind of speed that break his cognition. It is something else entirely.

If Angah was to make a deduction it would be that this old wanderer fold the space around him and appears beside him

Angah himself is not sure whether he was right in his deduction. He is jut regurgitating the words and research of those predecessors about this being abilities

Angah was not surprised at all. His eye didn’t even blink

He knows all about these beings abilities. The old wanderer come closer to him. Angah did not move.

He leans in toward his ears and Angah knows this being wanted to whisper something to him so he leans his ears closer and this old wanderer then began whispering things to his ears and Angah nodded.

And then finished saying this, the old wanderer walk back to the bush and it is almost like the world is covering him and the clouds in the sky moves and hides his image and then he seems to disappear from one sight.

The ravens on the trees fly away, the trees wilted, death seems to take over this forest once again

Tomorrow, the forest will die and wither. This is what happens when something divine like the Blood of the Moon Goddess is taken away

In the beginning this forest should not have existed.

The Moon goddess probably shed blood here and its blood with its great vitality nourishes this area of the tribe.

Angah is not worried that him taking the blood of the moon goddess would bring the surrounding area to become infertile

That is not how it works.

This forest is its receptacle and it would surely be affected.

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