Chapter 1010: The Sealed Legacies of the Tuatha De Danann [Part 4]
Chapter 1010: The Sealed Legacies of the Tuatha De Danann [Part 4]
The last one to break from the trance-like state was Princess Ariel.
When she finally regained her senses, she found her body emitting a fragrant smell that calmed the senses.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Her hair also looked smoother and silkier, and her skin more radiant.
Looking around, her gaze landed on Ethan, who made her feel as if she was looking at a sharp spear blade pointed in her direction, making her flinch.
The young man wasn't looking at her and was simply hugging Chloe with his eyes closed. Despite that, his sheer presence was enough to intimidate someone.
When he sensed that Princess Ariel had already broken from her trance, Ethan glanced in her direction.
The Mermaid Princess subconsciously shuddered. Ethan's gaze was cold and seemed to be filled with unrestrained killing intent.
For a brief moment, she thought that she had somehow offended him, making her feel fearful.
"Be at ease," Zia's calming voice sounded in Princess Ariel's ears. "Just like you, he's still in the process of stabilizing the Legacy he acquired from Areadbhair.
The Flaming Spear wasn't releasing any flames and simply hovered beside Ethan, like a bodyguard that would strike anyone who would dare to attack its Master.
"Don't mind me," Ethan said in a cold tone. "I'm not my usual self at the moment."
Ethan, who had experienced countless life and death battles in that illusionary world, was currently struggling to break free from the battlelust surging inside his mind and body. Fortunately, Chloe's presence was calming him down.
If she wasn't there, it would've been dangerous for anyone to be near him right now.
Zia looked at the three with a smile on her face.
Her seal had also been unlocked, and soon, she would be able to use her full power, just like she had during the great battles of the Tuatha De Danann.
There was already a suitable candidate who could wield her powers without suffering from any backlash.
However, he wasn't present at the moment, so she would have to order King Austen to summon that person to the City of Wisteria, so the two of them could have a chat with each other.
"Now that you have awakened the true powers of the treasures of the Tuatha De Danann, you are now more prepared for the upcoming calamity that will descend upon the world," Zia said in a solemn tone. "All of this was preordained.
"The appearance of the Four Treasures of the Tuatha De Danann isn't a coincidence. However, no matter how great their powers are, it will not be enough to overcome the challenges that their wielders will be facing in the future."
Zia then raised her hand and pressed it over her chest.
"The powers of the Treasures you possess follow the same principles as Magic. Remember, Magic is the power of imagination."
Zia raised his left hand. "The Mind gives it form."
She then moved her right hand, which was pressing over her chest, and spread it wide. "Words make it manifest."
She then pressed both of her hands over her chest, and smiled faintly.
"And its power is taken from the heart, which pumps your bodies with life."
Zia's statement made Ethan remember the words that Illumina told him in the past. "Power is neither good nor evil. Who wields that power is what's important," Illumina had said. "So it doesn't matter what you are. It is what you do in this life, which will ultimately be part of the strands of history, making it so that others remember you for the actions that you performed."
Ethan closed his eyes and said in a volume that was heard by the people around.
"And that is how Legacies are born," Ethan looked at Zia, and the latter nodded back at him with a smile.
"That is how Legacies are born." The Will of the Sword of Light affirmed Ethan's words as one of the truths of the world.
Zia then closed her eyes and sighed deeply.
"I am happy to know that all of you are well," Zia said softly, not to the three people in front of her, but to her three friends who were with her right now.
"Perhaps, the end of this calamity will also be the last time we will all gather together like this. So, let me take this opportunity to say this because there might be no other opportunity in the future."
The Stone of Destiny, Areadbhair, and the Cauldron of Dagda hovered beside their Masters as they waited for Claiomh Solais to say whatever she wanted to say.
"They will return to fight once more," Zia said in a firm tone.
The three other treasures beside their masters hummed as if they found this news very much to their liking.
Suddenly, a beautiful melody spread inside the inner temple, rippling across the entire capital of Wisteria.
Everyone, no matter what they were doing, paused to look around them as if trying to find the source of this heavenly music.
A moment later, they heard an angelic voice singing, carrying a prophecy that would come to
pass.
"From northern halls where magic lies,
The treasures came beneath the skies.
A stone of fate, a spear of might,
A cauldron deep, a sword of light." "The Lia Fáil sings to kings of old, Its voice proclaims the truth untold. The Sword of Nuada, sharp and pure, Cuts through the dark, its strike is sure."
"The Cauldron's feast will never fail,
Its bounty flows beyond the pale.
And Lugh's bright spear, ablaze with fire,
Brings victory to all who aspire."
"Guardians of wisdom, gifts divine,
The treasures stand through endless time.
In the darkest time, they will all shine,
Wielding their powers that are part divine."
Once the singing ended, everyone felt a refreshing breeze pass over them, making them feel light and happy.
The King of Wisteria, the Fomorian Chieftains, King Arawn, and Godfrey, as well as the people who were waiting outside the Temple of Light, were all surprised by the revelation that they
had heard just now.
"While that time hasn't come to pass as of this moment, it will soon fall upon this world," Zia said. "Prepare my friends, and prepare well. The All-Father is no longer with us. "Thor no longer makes the thunder roar in the skies. The Einherjars have all breathed their last. The Fate of this world now lies in the hands of its people.
"But I believe that despite the greed and evil in the hearts of men, they will rise to the
challenge. So, let us believe that this world still has a tomorrow, so perhaps we may all once again gather like this and reminisce of the distant past that had been buried by the sands of
time."
Zia gave Ethan a brief bow before turning into particles of light.
"Go lonraí an t-ádh ort faoi sholas na nDéithe," Zia said before finally disappearing into
nothingness.
Ethan remembered these words because Chloe had spoken it to him in that illusionary world.
"May fortune also shine upon you under the light of the Gods," Ethan said toward the Inner Temple before he turned around and walked hand in hand with Chloe to leave the Temple of
Light.