Water Mage in the Flame Realm-Chapter 398 - 385: Historical Figures

Andrew noticed that when the old man mentioned Liz, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

The old man said, "After Lidzmat appeared following Xu’s death, it thought it could utterly annihilate the Human Race, exterminating and devouring the Water Mages, just like it had done to the Titans and the Dragon Race.

But it didn’t expect Liz to display combat power far beyond its expectations. Although Liz’s combat power couldn’t turn defeat into victory, she indeed turned what should have been a ’rout’ into a ’retreat.’

Liz, with the surviving Water Mages, forced a path to survival from a situation destined for death.

By then, there was no way to continue in the Flame Realm, and all Liz could do was preserve a spark of hope for the Human Race. At the last moment of the great escape, she opened a Teleportation Gate, bringing her people from the Flame Realm to here."

Andrew thought to himself that the "Teleportation Gate" the old man mentioned must be the same one he had passed through to arrive in this Water God Realm.

The old man did not elaborate on how harrowing that great escape was, but Andrew felt as if he could see the scene himself.

The Teleportation Gate was located deep in the snow mountains north of the Royal Court, and deep beneath the same Snow Mountain Range, the Frost Witch, who should be the daughter of Water God Liz and Fire God Xu, lay dormant.

The terrifying Dragon Claw Mark on the witch’s chest could now be confirmed as a mark left by Lidzmat!

"So you too escaped and retreated with the others through the Teleportation Gate to this Water God Realm?" Andrew asked.

The old man shook his head: "No, I didn’t go with them. Or rather, Liz didn’t bring me."

The old man paused, then explained, "After I reincarnated and was reborn for the first time, I did not grow up from infancy but rather ’possessed’ the body of a deceased person. My physical body changed, but my soul’s aura did not, so Liz immediately recognized me. Honestly, I had never seen Liz so angry. She loudly questioned me if Xu was really killed by me. What could I say? I could only answer yes. At that time, she truly must have had the intention to kill me, but in the end, she didn’t do it, nor did she take me.

To this day, I still remember the last look she gave me. There was anger and hatred in her eyes, but those weren’t the most heartbreaking things. What hurt me the most was the indifference in her eyes, looking at me as if I were a stranger. That indifference drove me mad.

At that moment, I truly regretted it. It was a million times more regrettable than when I killed Xu. In my madness, I went directly to find Lidzmat, and of course, I still couldn’t defeat it; I was killed by it again. That was my second death.

I’m not surprised that I was killed again. My act of going to find Lidzmat was essentially a death wish. The pain of hurting those closest to me and the guilt that struck afterward was too agonizing to endure.

I died again. But there was one strange thing: this time, I was killed by Lidzmat’s true form, yet the speed at which I was killed was slower than the first time when Lidzmat killed me from afar with the ’Seed of Greed.’"

Andrew was taken aback, wondering why this was the case?

It is known that for those who reach the level of the Realm of Magic, killing someone below that realm is just a thought away.

The old man’s claim that he died more slowly the second time must mean it was much slower, slow enough to be very noticeable.

The old man continued, "I thought it over and recalled the sensation of dying at Lidzmat’s hands twice, meticulously recalling every detail. My conclusion was: it was injured. It had used me to cunningly kill Xu, and when it revealed its true form to annihilate the Human Race, it was instead injured due to Liz’s tenacious resistance! Three years ago, it obliterated the Titans and Dragon Race without a scratch. It killed Xu using me without shedding a drop of blood. But in its confrontation with Liz, it certainly got injured, and not lightly. This injury caused it to kill me with its true form far less cleanly than when it killed me from afar the previous time."

At this point, the old man looked into Andrew’s eyes and asked with a smile, "Judging by your expression, you don’t believe it?"

Andrew candidly said, "I do have doubts."

The old man’s claim that Liz was stronger than Xu was something Andrew could barely accept. In the Water God Mark, although no Water Magic could be found to rival the Heart Fire Reincarnation, if the Teleportation Gate connecting the Flame Realm and the Water God Realm was indeed Liz’s creation, then Liz’s power might indeed surpass Xu’s.

Yet Andrew thought that no matter how powerful Water God Liz was, she couldn’t reach a point of severely injuring Lidzmat.

If she could severely injure it, would there still be a need to escape to this Water God Realm?

The old man was not bothered by Andrew’s skepticism and said calmly, "That’s why I said you don’t really understand the essence of Liz’s legacy. But I can’t blame you for that; it was only after coming to this Water God Realm that I began to realize to what extent Liz had elevated her power during the great escape...

Hmm, let me tell you in order, about my failure to assassinate Lidzmat and my second death under the claws of that Demon Dragon.

After that death, my consciousness, wrapped in Xu’s Magic Power, wandered for many years and then reincarnated. That rebirth happened many years after the previous one. The war had ended, but the entire Flame Realm had fallen into the despair of horror. The only good news was that Lidzmat had withdrawn after the war with the Human Race. The Magic Guild formed by its Fallen followers had become the world’s visible dominators.

And I, in this reincarnation, was still a Warrior, a Desert Hunter. This time, I did not give in to despair. Strictly speaking, my path to redemption truly began at that point. I trained diligently, reached Tier Nine, and then... exerted every possible effort to break through that barrier."

Andrew widened his eyes in surprise and said, "Hold on, what do you mean? Don’t tell me that in the history of the Flame Realm, the only ’Ghost of Battle’ who broke through the Earth Fire Curse with his own power was you?!"

The Desert Hunter was tormented by the Earth Fire Curse, sealing the combat professional.

Ivan overcame the curse with Andrew’s help, restoring his identity as the Deep Blue Guard.

It’s absolutely impossible for one person to break through the curse and reach above Tier Nine.

Except for that ’Ghost of Battle’ in history.

Is the ’Ghost of Battle’ in front of him actually an incarnation of the old man through the cycle of rebirth?

Andrew instinctively felt it was too far-fetched.

But on second thought, it made sense.

The old man was once the mightiest Deep Blue Guard in ancient times, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been qualified to become the professional partner of the Water God, Lidzmat. If there was anyone who could break his shackles with his own power, it had to be him!

In history, the ’Ghost of Battle’ not only hunted Desolate Beasts but also the Earth Fire Professionals of the Magic Guild. Now it seems that it was the old man in front of them, reincarnated and reborn, taking bloody revenge on the Magic Guild and Lidzmat behind it!

Only to see the old man nod and say, "Yes, the so-called ’Ghost of Battle’ spoken of in those times, that’s me. Back then, I didn’t have clear ideas, just wanted to do something, anything, to soothe the guilt in my heart a bit.

I thought about finding Lidz, but I really couldn’t face her, let alone know if she was still alive. So all I thought back then was, doing something for atonement might ease the guilt in my heart, and then I might escape that endless cycle and the torment of guilt."

Andrew said, "There are rumors that the ’Ghost of Battle’ was besieged by masters from the Magic Guild, and suddenly disappeared one day..."

The old man laughed, "Disappear? More like I was besieged and died in a deserted mountain region. That was my third death. That time, I didn’t even see the shadow of Lidzmat, I died at the hands of his minions.

After that death, many years passed, and I was reborn for the third time. That was my final rebirth in the Flame Realm. After that reincarnation and subsequent death, my fourth reincarnation brought me to the Water God Realm, and my soul attached itself to a whale."

Andrew tentatively asked, "Your third reincarnation—in the Flame Realm’s last reincarnation—could it also be a famous figure in history?"

Andrew initially thought the old man’s story would mainly focus on that ancient war.

Instead, it turned out to be a tale of rebirth through the ages, spanning vast periods of time.

The old man said, "Famous or not, I don’t know, because after that reincarnation and death, I left the Flame Realm.

After that reincarnation, luck wasn’t on my side, I lost the talent for cultivation, and I was attached to a standard waste talent. I tried, tried everything to become stronger, but all failed. Turns out, not every waste talent can rise against the odds. On the contrary, in that life, I was frail and sick, living in a barren desert, coughing every day.

But ultimately, I did what I could. Had no choice, the ’Heart Fire Reincarnation’ from that guy Xu was indeed a domineering magic. Once drawn into the cycle, the guilt nagged every day, leaving no option but to strive and do things.

In the desert, I established an organization to shelter those, like me, whose lungs were scarred by flames, trying to alleviate their suffering, extend their lives, and help them do something meaningful with their remaining limited time."

Andrew: "..."

Desert.

Organization.

Flame-scarred lungs.

Andrew now truly felt it was too fantastical.

Sure enough, the old man slowly said, "Living People Cemetery, have you heard of this organization? In ancient times, the Ocean Lakefront was the gathering place for our human race. By the time I was reincarnated for the third time, the entire Lake of the Ocean had vanished, turning into a desolate desert, known as the Inner Sea Desert.

Alas, I wonder if, in today’s Inner Sea Desert, the Living People Cemetery still exists."