My Space-Time System

Chapter 565 Dad?

A few minutes after the assassination had been carried out, a pair of distraught figures emerged high above in the sky. The first was Cedric Blackthorn, a member of the Empire’s council, whose face was etched with grief and anger. The second was Aurelius Frostborne, another council member, whose usually stoic countenance now betrayed sadness.

Both men were fathers of the deceased, and their grief weighed heavily on them just like their fallen children.

Just like Damon, Orion and Thalia were the youngest direct descendants of the Blackthorn and Frostborne families respectively. Despite not being the strongest yet among their lineage, they were undeniably amongst the most gifted talents.

Amidst the somber scene, two more figures appeared in the sky: Prince Bryon and Jager Nyx. They looked down upon the members of the ancestral families dealing with the corpses below.

Cedric Blackthorn’s voice quivered with anger as he shouted at Bryon, “This is all your fault! If not for your nonsense about him being under control, this case would have been closed the day he turned rogue, and they wouldn’t have died!”

“Hahahahaha! If not for you locking him up in the first place, there wouldn’t have been any case.” Bryon’s response was laced with bitter amusement.

Prince Bryon leaned in, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “You are now reaping what you’ve sown. So, why complain? This is just the beginning. Hope you ready?”

Jaeger Nyx interjected with a suggestion. “Perhaps it’s time we focus on finding a solution to this rising threat.”

Prince Bryon scoffed, “The best solution is to prevent such things from happening in the first place, but we all know that’s impossible for these two, so I won’t participate in such futile efforts.”

At that moment Emperor Cinder emerged from a flaming portal, extinguishing the rising tension. “Enough of this matter for now. Now that he is confirmed to have gone rogue, we need to initiate a new project. One that will be able to take him down if the need arises.”

“I think I have the perfect candidate.” Prince Bryon said as he displayed Castiel’s image as well as his information.

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Having been watching over the mission just in case something unexpected happened, the Masked man finally took a sit and turned to Blake who just returned. “How does it feel to get some revenge?”

“Although it was a relief to express my pent-up anger, I still feel unsatisfied.” Blake answered.

The Masked man chuckled before answering “Of course, revenge is not completed is only completed when the enemy is dead or crippled to the point they would wish for death.”

Wearing an expectant look on his face, Blake finally decided to ask the question. “So when do I get the answers to all my questions?”

“I wanted to give you a tour of the base before doing that, but it seems I am dilly-dallying. Let’s just get it out of the way.” The Masked man let out a sigh as he stood up.

Blake was confused about the Masked man’s reactions so he asked. “Should I start asking?”

“Not yet, I will take you to the best place to get all your answers.” The Masked man said as he placed his hand on Blake’s shoulder.

In a split second, Blake’s view had transformed from a beautiful office with a spectacular view into a hauntingly beautiful and ominous scene that towered high above the world below.

The sky was shrouded with dark clouds that were frequently illuminated by lightning arcs, casting an eerie glow over everything. The atmosphere was thick with a sense of foreboding as if something ominous was about to happen.

Despite the unsettling surroundings, Blake couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe and wonder as his gaze landed on a mountain that had its peak deep into the clouds.

“Welcome to the Tigeria empire!” The Masked man announced.

Shocked by the Masked man’s announcement, Blake couldn’t help but ask. “What are we doing in Tigeria?”

He was a little bit weary because this was his first time being this far from Calton and wasn’t even given any notice. Also, he barely knew the person who brought him here. Heck, he didn’t even know his name!

“You wanted answers, right?” The masked man raised his brow.

“Em…Yes.” Blake was hesitant at first but he remembered that if the Masked man wanted to do anything to him there was absolutely nothing, he could do about it.

“You are in for a big surprise.”

‘Is it me or is he more excited than me to get answers to my questions?’ Blake shook his head as both of them flew toward the peak of the mountain.

They flew through the dark clouds and lightning, and when they were not too far from the peak, the Masked man flew right into a part of the mountain and went through.

“Okay…” Blake followed along but not a full speed just in case things were not the same for him.

When he flew through the mountain, Blake found himself in a dark cave with the only light source coming from a throne made completely out of blue mana crystals. .

‘Is that an artifact or something created by the condensation of mana?’ Blake was intrigued.

Using mana vision, Blake could see that the mana throne was absorbing an immense amount of mana from below while sending out mana from above the throne to the entire mountain.

Sitting on the throne was a familiar figure of commanding presence, draped in obsidian robes that seemed to meld seamlessly into the shadows.

‘Why does he look so familiar?’ Blake thought as the face of the figure was still covered by darkness.

On sensing the presence of the newcomers, the light from the mana throne grew even brighter showing a man with pitch-black hair, black eyes and a diamond face shape.

Blake found it hard to process the information his eyes were feeding him, but after a while, he finally spoke up.

“Dad?!”