Chapter 642 - 641: Cza

Chapter 642: Chapter 641: Cza

"As you wish," Jami said as the other thirteen beings nodded and then vanished, leaving Void alone in the Sixth Layer of Space.

Void rubbed his chin. He knew he was like a kid to those Rank 5 beings. They had lived for at the very least trillions of years, witnessed the Fitel, and grown to understand a great deal about it. However, he had never expected things to run this deep.

So, there were beings who even had a separate place within existence itself.

This made Void excited. He had more people to play with.

The next moment, Void was already back in the Avalon Shop.

"Ah..."

"Master, how did it go?" Seeing Void resting on the counter, about to fall asleep, Nephem asked.

"Normally..." Void yawned as he spoke.

"By the way, where is Sword Demon?" Void asked as Nephem chuckled.

Void raised a brow. Had Nephem said something? The banter between Nephem and Sword Demon was nothing new to him. He was well aware of it.

"Actually, he felt he was too weak to assist Master and pledged to grow strong enough..." Nephem paused. "Cough, cough... He wanted to become strong enough to be your sword."

Void rolled his eyes. Bullshit.

"He shouldn’t train too hard. He should relax once in a while," Void said.

Nephem’s eyes lit up.

"Exactly! Look at me, I—"

Nephem’s words got stuck in his throat when he saw a small finger hovering close to his head.

He gulped.

"You’re still in the Early Rank 4 stage after all this time, you lazy bitch. Fuck off," Void said as Nephem quickly set up his Infinity, but to no avail.

Whether he created an infinite distance between Void’s finger and himself, hid in an infinite realm, or created a pocket dimension, everything crumbled like paper as the finger steadily approached his forehead.

Bang!

Space compressed as Nephem was launched directly off the planet and into space, flying all the way to the edge of the cluster of planets before finally stopping.

His head was disoriented. After all, Void was a Rank 5 being, and even his straightforward attacks were practically a death wish for a Rank 4 entity.

Nephem remained there for a while before finally taking a step and reappearing in the Avalon Shop.

"I’m sorry, Master," Nephem said as he knelt and bowed his head, hitting it against the ground repeatedly.

"Idiot! Do you want to destroy the shop?" Void asked, his face twitching.

For crying out loud, Nephem was a Rank 4 being. No damage would be done to his head, but Void couldn’t say the same for the shop.

"Cough... I just wanted to show my sincerity," Nephem said as he stood up.

Void rolled his eyes at Nephem.

Ding!

The door to the Avalon Shop opened as a new guest entered. He appeared to be wearing luxurious clothes, and his demeanor was calm and collected as he looked around the shop.

"Hello, and welcome to the Avalon Shop. How may I help you?" Nephem smiled as he adjusted his posture.

The man glanced at Void first, observing him before turning his attention to Nephem.

"This place... How did I get here?" The man’s calm voice rang out as he asked.

Nephem smiled. "Call it fate and good luck."

"My fate and luck led me to a shop?" the man asked as Nephem’s smile widened.

"Tell me your name, mister..."

"Cza," the man replied.

"Okay... Once again, welcome to the Avalon Shop. Here, you have access to anything, ranging from bringing back the dead to obtaining power that could allow you to lead humanity. Your deepest desires, your impossible dreams—all can be accomplished here," Nephem explained.

Cza’s expression changed slightly. He looked at Nephem, who still wore that kind smile, and then at Void, who was sleeping—or perhaps simply ignoring him.

"So, what’s the deal?" Cza asked.

"Oh..." Nephem raised his eyebrows, a small smile remaining on his face.

"I know nothing like this is free, so what do you want in return?" Cza asked.

"Well, the Scales will decide. It could be your lifespan, your entire family, or something else entirely. It depends on what you want and how much you can offer in return," Nephem said as he brought out the Scales of Equivalent Exchange.

"This man..." Cza paused, his eyes deepening as he looked at the Scales.

One thing he had noticed about this place since entering was the faint pressure surrounding the man. He didn’t know how strong Nephem was, but the pressure made him, a Rank 1 being, feel insignificant.

There was no doubt that Nephem was an expert. Perhaps a high-level Rank 1 being? Maybe even Peak Rank 1?

After all, he had seen several Rank 1 monsters around the shop. They could flatten thousands of miles of land with ease. They were terrifying creatures that no one could afford to take lightly, yet they behaved like pets and even shrank in size as they wandered around the shop.

He knew this place wasn’t simple, but what it could actually do piqued his interest. A shop that could grant anything you wanted?

"Anything?" Cza couldn’t help but ask.

"Anything," Nephem replied slowly as the Scales seemed to light up.

Cza was excited, but he knew that remaining calm would help him think more clearly.

In the royal capital of the tenth country in this world, he was nothing more than a pawn controlled by the country’s leader.

His family had turned against him. During his younger days, he had made a mistake, one that had cost the entire country dearly, causing everyone to hate him for it.

To make amends, he, a certified low-level Rank 1 expert, had become a servant of the country’s leader, running errands that could cost him his life.

He had long hated them, for he was treated even worse than the royal guards. Meanwhile, his family had been elevated in status, as they were the first to abandon him when his crimes came to light.

More than anything, he wanted power... Power strong enough to overthrow the ruler. Power strong enough to bring back the dead.

You see, the country wasn’t the only thing that had lost something. Because he had participated in that mission and brought back the virus, his wife and unborn child had been killed.

They were dead, but no one cared. Their deaths were simply counted among his sins against the country.

And now...

He had been offered this opportunity.

"I want power... Power so great that I can even revive the dead," Cza said.

Nephem’s smile widened into a grin as the Scales lit up and began to turn. Slowly, a dark, chaotic orb of energy appeared on the right side, and then the Scales tilted.

Time passed slowly as the required offering for the left side began to appear.