The Hunt's Arrowhead and Acheron, Who Seized the Future

"Oh...

OK...

Now that you know I was once Nameless on the Stellaris Train, let me start from the beginning—

That was a frontier world...

As the aged voice spoke leisurely, time flowed slowly, and the light enveloping Tirnan's body sometimes shone brightly and sometimes dimmed, causing Izanami to widen his eyes slightly in surprise.

She could sense that the ethereal aura emanating from Tirnan was growing stronger.

This does not mean that Tirnan is being dragged into nothingness, but rather that the power of nothingness that has eroded his body is being gradually removed from his body, fundamentally reversing the process of nothingness transformation in him.

Even with Izanami's vast knowledge, he found the scene before him utterly unbelievable.

That's pretty much my story...

Ah, at least there are some things worth remembering...

After telling his story, Tirnan sighed and turned his gaze to the distance, to the seemingly endless sea shrouded in rain.

Would you like to hear another story from me?

"I would like to hear the details."

After much effort, they finally managed to stabilize Tirnan's vital signs and soul, and Gwen breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"Mortals walk on the path of destiny like passengers in a small boat crossing the water, leaving a winding trail and pushing aside ripples of countless possibilities."

Compared to the fleeting nature of a human life, these waves will not subside for a long time.

Some of them left such a strong mark that they left their reflections in these clusters of waves.

Like... those shadows on the sea...

Blood Sin Spirit, the obsession of those on the Pathstrider.

They are born from the shadow of X, see themselves as the victims, and unknowingly repeat the actions of the deceased.

They are born from nothingness, go towards nothingness, and live meaningless lives.

But it is just a group of empty phantoms...

They were once my important companions, a group of Sea Ranger..."

Are you reminiscing about the past?

Gwen said.

"No, I'm performing a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife..."

Having grown considerably taller without realizing it, Tirnan looked at the figures on the sea who had once played and fought alongside him, and his voice carried a hint of sorrow—

"It was a brutal war, a war that shook the world..."

The universe witnessed the fall of the Annihilation Lord Zhuluo, but the price... aside from those who experienced it firsthand, no one will remember the price...

The Hunt's will to die will not subside until their last breath, so someone must always come to guide these souls away...

They were heroes in life, and they should not be reduced to meaningless puppets in death.

And I... lost too much on that battlefield, unable to embark on the journey again, which ironically made me the most suitable person to complete this task."

"Yes..."

Gwen slowly withdrew his hand, turning his gaze from the now towering, hunched old man, Tirnan, to the distance—

"In any case, they all gave their all for the continuation of the universe and are undoubtedly heroes who should not be condemned in this way."

Even if... this is merely a shadow cast by their will along their destiny, it is still the last trace they left in this world.

"Even if...

These Blood Sin Spirit, are they not them?

Izanami, who had been listening quietly, suddenly spoke up.

"Why make such a clear distinction between right and wrong sometimes?"

Gwen shook his head slightly—

"These Blood Sin Spirit may just be a fleeting echo in the course of fate, but without their will, how could these Blood Sin Spirit appear?"

If that's the case, isn't this also an extension of their will?

As soon as he finished speaking, Gwen walked forward. As his Cosmo slowly circulated, a dark blue Corpse Qi appeared in Gwen's palm, wrapped around the broken blade he was holding, and slowly pulled it out.

An invisible wave instantly spread across the entire sea, and all the Blood Sin Spirit stopped what they were doing and looked at Gwen.

Chapter 711 the Hunt Arrow and Grabbing the Future of the Izanami

In the Saint Seiya universe, from ordinary creatures struggling to survive at the bottom of the food chain to those with the sixth or even Seventh Sense, all souls go to the underworld after death. After being judged and divided by the tireless Hades warriors, Hades' minions, they are reincarnated.

Although Athena became Hades' enemy after Zeus relinquished sovereignty over the earth, some of his Saint Seiya, such as Cancer and Virgo, possessed the ability to help the souls of the dead transcend.

If Hades' people can do it, why can't Athena's people do it?

Therefore, while training in the underworld with Manigoldo, Gwen also learned how to help the dead transcend.

Although this is not the underworld of the Saint Seiya world, Gwen faces is not one of those undead who occasionally emerge with Seventh Sense, but merely a group of phantoms formed by the splashes of the will of the deceased in their destiny... a group of Blood Sin Spirit.

The broken blade, smooth as a mirror, reflected the dim world, the incessant drizzle, and on the sea beneath it, the Blood Sin Spirit, each with their own purpose but all with somewhat empty expressions.

The Corpse Qi quietly spread across the entire sea surface reflected by the blade, and invisible waves enveloped every Blood Sin Spirit that looked at Gwen.

The stars shrouded in the shadow of nothingness in the sky seemed oblivious to all of this; the dark light still covered the sea, and the power of nothingness permeated the quietly unfolding Corpse Qi.

"..."

Sensing that Gwen had unleashed his power and was fighting against the Void, a divine light flashed in Izanami's empty eyes, and her fingers lightly rested on the hilt of her sword, ready to strike at any moment.

"This is..."

Tirnan, however, could not perceive the subtle influence of the Void. He simply stared in astonishment at Gwen and the countless Blood Sin Spirit on the sea, all looking in their direction.

Tirnan had lost count of how long he had been there to pray for the souls of his fallen comrades, but he knew that what he was seeing was far from a good thing.

In his haste to exorcise these Blood Sin Spirit, he attracted Blood Sin Spirit attention, which further aggravated his injuries and caused his life to decline drastically.

Even though Gwen's life force was far stronger than it was then, Tirnan didn't think Gwen could withstand the impact of almost all the Blood Sin Spirit.

After all, the power of fate has never been limited to just direct harm.

The most terrifying aspect of nothingness is not its direct destruction, but rather its ability to gradually drag people into the river of nothingness, from which they can never escape.

"Careful!"

Ignoring everything else, Tirnan loudly reminded Gwen, his hands naturally reaching for his Dual Pistols, ready to rush forward and share the firepower with Gwen.

But before Tirnan could rush out, a slender hand gently pressed down on his shoulder, rendering him unable to move an inch.

"There's no need to rush forward; he knows what's going on..."

As Izanami spoke, Gwen's figure was reflected in his eyes, which now held a newfound brilliance.

The katana once named "The End" was slowly drawn, but now, beneath the short section of the blade, a phantom-like, dark blue light quietly emerged, making it appear as if it were a complete sword being slowly pulled from its sheath.

"Bones sink to the bottom of the abyss, sword light illuminates the calm sea."

Gwen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a unique charm, like an invisible wind sweeping across the entire sea. The empty expressions of the Blood Sin Spirit wavered slightly, and their figures swayed.

The next moment, a gentle breeze swept by, and tiny black particles rose up, instantly transforming into a pitch-black storm.

This is the power of nothingness that emanates from those Blood Sin Spirit, tainted with the will of those fallen Sea Ranger.

After being removed as foreign objects, these nowhere-to-go void forces converged into a terrifying black storm, rolling and surging, whipping up towering waves that swept towards the culprit.

At that moment, dark clouds loomed overhead, and giant waves crashed in, as if the horizon at the edge of the world was suddenly pressing in, threatening to crush Gwen into dust with the entire world.

Before this "world" could crush everything in its path, a dazzling sword light flashed past, lightly sweeping across the roaring hurricane and waves, severing even the perpetually dark clouds in the sky.

Even if I die and become waves, they will still crash against the shore without ceasing.

Rumble~

The towering waves, unable to fall, roared like thunder, crashing against the sea and causing ripples. The sky, however, suddenly brightened as the dark clouds tore through, making the Blood Sin Spirit that roamed here year-round appear more radiant, as if the brave warriors who once risked their lives to hunt down the Annihilation Lord had truly returned to this world.

As the divine light that the Blood Sin Spirit could never possess appeared, an even more terrifying black storm was instantly conceived, sweeping everything away like a black hole that devoured everything, including the ocean beneath them and the dark clouds above.

Then another flash of sharp sword light appeared, severing the Blood Sin Spirit's counterattack completely. The splashing water only made the figures appear even more vivid—

"A lone boat lies buried in the blue sea, its heart and soul reflected in the Milky Way."

As dawn broke, the figures appeared sacred and majestic in the sudden brightness.

Some looked at the black sun in the sky with a look of realization, some looked at their comrade-in-arms, Tirnan, and nodded with a smile, while others, with Gwen holding his sword, gave a thumbs up.

Seeing this, Gwen slowly lowered the blade of his sword, paying the sincerest respect to these admirable Sea Ranger.

Having lost the void that sustained their existence, these heroic spirits, merely fleeting moments in their destiny, also reached the point of their departure.

They were, after all, merely a fleeting ripple stirred by their momentary will in the course of their lives, with no possibility of even transforming into heroic spirits like those in the Type-Moon World.

However, these Sea Ranger were not saddened by this; they were only gratified that they still had the opportunity to see the world again.

Seeing the last traces of his comrades-in-arms, who had fought alongside him, slowly fade away in the world, Tirnan was already in tears, felt a great sense of relief. Even if he were to become Blood Sin Spirit at this moment, he would surely vanish instantly without a trace of regret...

Suddenly, a thought struck Tirnan, and he took a special bullet from the chamber of his gun.

This was not just a bullet, but a special token he carried as Sea Ranger.

Originally, he planned to fire this bullet when he was unable to exorcise the Blood Sin Spirit of his comrades, so that his companions could take over his mission.

But now, Tirnan knows that the bullet has a more suitable place to go—

"Ha...

This can be considered making the best use of resources...

Tirnan chuckled and forcefully threw the bullet forward—

The bullets from the Hunt tumbled through the air, reflecting a faint blue light—the glow of Gwen Corpse Qi.

The next moment, as if summoned by some force, the scattered points of light from the Sea Ranger moved without wind and converged toward that special bullet.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of the three, the bullet, already enveloped in the radiance of the Hunt, landed on the broken sword in Gwen's hand, naturally merging with the eerie blue light and shadow on it.

"This..."

To Gwen's astonishment, the eerie blue light slowly dissipated. What had been merely an illusory sword formed from the accumulated Corpse Qi had materialized, its chilling light like the Hunt arrow, telling Gwen that when facing injustice, the Hunt arrow would surely lend him a helping hand.

"Then I will accept your kind offer..."

He chuckled softly and slowly sheathed the sword in his hand.

Although Gwen had made arrangements for the broken sword in his hand, the current result is not bad.

Sheathing his sword, Gwen turned to look at Tirnan and Izanami on the slope and smiled—

"Well, Mr. Tirnan?"

"Thank you, thank you..."

Even seasoned warriors, hardened by countless battles, couldn't contain their emotions at this moment and could only keep saying thank you.

"Here, if you want to cry or laugh, just cry or laugh out loud. You have a long road ahead of you, so don't hold it in."

Gwen casually pulled out a jug of strong liquor and tossed it to Tirnan, then pulled Izanami aside, leaving Tirnan alone.

"Let the old man vent his frustrations. The fact that we are two strangers and a young man might make him feel a little uncomfortable."

Gwen casually polished the two rocks and gestured for Izanami to sit down.

"...

Um..."

Izanami actually wanted to say that he was not a young man at all, and might even be older than Tirnan, but seeing Gwen's carefree appearance, he didn't say it and just slowly sat down.

The scene just now left Izanami with some feelings, and he also had some questions he wanted to ask Gwen to see his opinion.

However, before Izanami could figure out how to speak in a way that would be as objective as possible, Gwen spoke first—

"What are your plans for the future, Mei?"

"I?"

Izanami blinked, his usually aloof face now showing a somewhat adorable expression, a stark contrast that made Gwen smile involuntarily.