It was said he was just a living corpse, with no clear signs of wisdom. Various actions driven by this body were beyond the imagination of carbon-based beings.
The teachers found it perplexing.
The Miracle of Suffering, as known to the scholars of the Western Continent, is the only path to godhood.
But Akasa was just a step away from mastering all forms of energy and becoming a god.
Even he couldn’t figure out what Sack Head was. It was probably the work of a supreme magician from the Ancient Era who had already attained godhood.
The Ancient Era, with its lost and vague history, was capable of creating even Flying Dragons. There was nothing they couldn’t do.
But no conclusion was reached. It could be an invasive species or something akin to a Dream Demon, an entity relying on spiritual power to exist, like an evil spirit.
Akasa had thought about using Sack Head for experiments, as he had energy forms that Akasa himself had not yet mastered. But after deep reflection, he decided against it. Such a rare and unique specimen was more useful alive than dead.
If the experiment failed, it would be impossible to find another one.
However, Sack Head was a mute. He just sat in the chair, not saying a word, looking up.
Because he was wearing a sack, the middle-aged man couldn’t tell if he was being watched, which only added to his unease.
"You have to tell me why you want to participate in the Continent Martial Arts Competition. Is it for fame or fortune? The teacher can give you anything you want, but your existence cannot be made public. I’m here to make you withdraw from the competition. This is not a negotiation; it is mandatory."
The middle-aged man believed that if soft tactics didn’t work, he’d have to use hard ones.
He had prepared a transfer magic that could get this guy out of the Imperial City immediately.
However, Sack Head was just rummaging through his tattered bundle, pulling out two pieces of paper, both very old.
The middle-aged man stepped forward to take a look.
One was a warrant issued by the Judicial Hall on the East Coast of the Beima Duchy, featuring a scar-faced man with a beard tied into many small braids.
This person had been extremely prominent, from last winter to early summer this year, always trending at the top of the hot search. The middle-aged man immediately recognized him as East Sea Great Netherworld People, Liszt.
The other piece of paper was even older, an eight or nine-year-old warrant issued by the adventurer’s guild at the behest of the Cross Alliance. It was for none other than Ghost Eye Mad Blade, Saleret.
Sack Head had heard from Kun Lan that Saleret was working for Doringger, and after Doringger fell, he hadn’t died.
Saleret was undoubtedly Doringger’s most trusted person. What was in the tower, not even Kun Lan knew, but it had to be something more important than the invincible ship, Sea God. Doringger regarded it as a treasure and was somewhat obsessed with it. Read full story at novᴇlfire.net
Liszt probably already knew the secret of the tower by now. According to logic, he should have killed Saleret.
So there was only one possibility.
The Ghost Eye Mad Blade had already been recruited by Liszt and had some sinister plans for the Continent Martial Arts Competition.
This was a job for a suicide truck, the kind of work at the Rashomon level.
Few in the world today knew about this.
The middle-aged man racked his brain because Sack Head might be mentally deficient, unable to speak. For this operation, to persuade Sack Head, he had done a lot of homework; otherwise, failure would displease the teacher and jeopardize his future.
He had thoroughly studied all the tasks Sack Head had done for the teacher.
There were missions to kill High Elves in the Ancient Divine Continent, giants in the Oathbreaker Land, and to slay Dragons, Behemoths, and various ancient magic beasts in forbidden zones.
Sack Head was quite strange, asking for nothing but the "Ancient Era Royal Artifact."
In the obscure history.
During the Ancient Era, the wars for the "Royal Artifact" were so intense that the Creation Plane and even the dimensions were destroyed, utilizing gods. The entire history was obliterated.
The records stopped two thousand years ago. Due to some great power’s intervention, all the Royal Artifacts became fragments, and civilization slowly began to revive. After the Emperor Xiluo unified the continent, modern history emerged.
Ancient history was entirely chaotic and unknown.
And Sack Head only wanted the fragments of these items. It just so happened that Akasa had some and didn’t mind giving them to him; collecting them completely was too difficult, taking millennia or even longer. Besides, they could be retrieved anytime.
The middle-aged man stared at the warrant for Liszt, carefully recalling the scenes in his mind.
It did seem to be true.
That was seven or eight years ago. The teacher lost important materials from the Northern Prison and was wary of the unknown powers of these races he couldn’t understand.
He jumped straight into action, deploying the most reliable tool, Sack Head, to retrieve them.
Sack Head captured many, including Mu Ran and William. These people were used by Akasa, but unfortunately, they all eventually died.
Some were too cunning to capture alive and were directly axed to death by Sack Head.
The now-famous Liszt was also on this list. The reason he was scar-faced was that a cut from the nose down made his face seem split, a wound inflicted by Sack Head.
But unbelievably, due to incredible luck or some other reason, Liszt managed to escape from Death God’s grasp.
The middle-aged man was actually quite dissatisfied with the youngsters like Mu Ran and William, who were in their early twenties. They were favored by Akasa just because they knew some strange tricks.
He deduced that these Outer Heaven Visitors were all pampered young masters and misses, unbearably delicate.
Liszt must have been such a person when he first arrived.
Only after going through those experiences did his personality change drastically.
They didn’t understand the language of the Western Continent when they first arrived. Liszt, at that time, escaped from the Northern Realm and fled to a remote coastal town, probably settling down there as it was too isolated.
It was probably because of him that the entire town’s population was killed by Sack Head.
And thus, he became the lawless and ruthless fugitive he is today.
The middle-aged man was greatly astonished. The teacher had a precise eye for people. Sack Head was indeed righteous, and he was there to pay the balance.
But unbelievably, due to incredible luck or some other reason, Liszt managed to escape from Death God’s grasp.
The middle-aged man was actually quite dissatisfied with the youngsters like Mu Ran and William, who were in their early twenties. They were favored by Akasa just because they knew some strange tricks.
He deduced that these Outer Heaven Visitors were all pampered young masters and misses, unbearably delicate.
Liszt must have been such a person when he first arrived.
Only after going through those experiences did his personality change drastically.
They didn’t understand the language of the Western Continent when they first arrived. Liszt, at that time, escaped from the Northern Realm and fled to a remote coastal town, probably settling down there as it was too isolated.
It was probably because of him that the entire town’s population was killed by Sack Head.
And thus, he became the lawless and ruthless fugitive he is today.
The middle-aged man was greatly astonished. The teacher had a precise eye for people. Sack Head was indeed righteous, and he was there to pay the balance.