CHAPTER 593: CHAPTER 274 NORTH SHORE CITY / THE POWER OF FRAGMENTS

North Shore City.

A city under the Liberty City Alliance.

Located to the north of the alliance, near the forests of the Eastern Wilderness.

This city is considered an average presence among the cities of the alliance.

Neither too strong nor too weak, it holds a certain amount of influence, and no one would look down on it without reason.

The city exports a kind of ore known as blue-gold ore, supplemented with other exported materials which make up their economy.

What’s interesting about this city is that there are no castles within its borders; instead, near the edge of the forest, there’s a sprawling manor.

This is where the City Lord’s family resides.

Entering through the main gate and walking towards the manor’s grand hall.

The reception hall is lavishly decorated, with a large specimen of a two-horned rhino head hanging on the main wall.

This is also the symbol of North Shore City.

And the symbol of this family.

Below it, an elder man over fifty, a human, is roaring in anger about something.

"Father, calm down." Next to him, a man in his thirties advised.

"Calm down?!" The furious elder’s eyes were almost ready to pop out of their sockets.

He picked up his cane and pointed at his eldest son: "How do you expect me to calm down? Huh? If you really want me to quell my anger, you should take people right now and eliminate those unruly bastards.

Bring me the head of that damn son of his! Avenge your brother!"

The eldest son, scolded so, silently shut his mouth and retreated to the side.

Opposite him, his brother, the second son of the family, watched him with a gleaming, smiling gaze.

Seeing his brother’s glance, he responded with a gentle smile.

"Thud!" "Thud!"

Their father struck the floor heavily with his cane.

"Ruth’s death can’t just be let go; they must pay the price, otherwise everyone will belittle North Shore City."

"What should we do, Father?" asked his second son.

Looking at his son, Dilido seemed to be making a decision, and said in a deep voice, "Go call Andorfar."

Upon hearing this, Dilido’s second son couldn’t help but curl his lips into a smile.

"Yes, Father."

The eldest son’s eyes widened, wanting to say something, but ultimately speechless.

Soon, his second son led a man who appeared slightly effeminate into the room.

This man wore form-fitting – or rather skin-tight – clothing with plates resembling snake scales.

Even the man’s eyes bore vertical pupils like a snake’s, and his pale complexion exuded a sinister aura.

"You summoned me, City Lord?"

Looking at him, Dilido nodded slightly: "I want you to bring me the head of the second son from the Linus family."

"Yes, but — this task may be somewhat unachievable for me?"

Andorfar said; if he had that ability, he wouldn’t be tasked with this mission just now by Dilido.

"Of course, I know, so take this."

Saying this, Dilido took out a small box from his coat, the box sealed with dense magical arrays.

Looking at this box, both the eldest and second sons’ eyes seemed to heat up, revealing unconcealed greed towards the box.

However, Andorfar appeared somewhat baffled, but seeing the formality, he understood the box must hold something special.

As Dilido undid the box’s seal and opened it, inside lay a tiny fragment the size of a fingertip.

It appeared just like an ordinary gemstone, with nothing unusual about it.

"This is a fragment of the Stone of Creation, able to grant you one wish, though it cannot be an impossible wish.

It can bestow you with a formidable talent, a remarkable ability, or a long life; the choice is yours.

I have only one request, take it, make a wish, and bring back the head."

Gazing at the gemstone handed by Dilido.

Andorfar received it with both hands.

He curiously asked, "I know about this, but to make a wish, it takes an extremely intense emotion.

The wish made under extreme emotion is unknown, even to oneself."

Implying he couldn’t make a wish in normal circumstances.

And extreme emotions weren’t that easy to come by.

"That was in the past, now you can wish freely."

The second son smiled and said, "Like a child wishing upon a shooting star in the sky."

Dilido produced another stone, but this one was a Recording Stone used for holding information.

Receiving the stone and accessing the information.

Andorfar understood.

Without hesitation, he boldly made a wish right in front of the others, his straightforwardness making the three glance involuntarily.

The fragment he held turned into golden particles of light, merging into his body.

"Huh...!"

As soon as he made the wish, Andorfar opened his eyes wide, gasping for air.

Sweating profusely, he nearly fell to his knees.

"It seems, to make a normal wish, a strong will is indispensable," said the eldest son.

The other two nodded.

This could be considered the only threshold now, compared to before it was much better.

After some time, Andorfar calmed down.

He raised his pale hands.

"What wish did you make?" The second son beside couldn’t help but ask.

No one could restrain their curiosity at this moment.

Andorfar looked at the three.

His head suddenly changed.

Before the tightened pupils of the three, his head transformed into a snake’s head, pale-scaled skin, sharp fangs, and flickering forked tongue.

"Hiss~ This is it, my wish!"

The voice became shrill and hoarse, evoking a chill, inspiring fear.

Saying this, his head transformed back to normal.

In a normal voice, he said, "The Snake Power, I will call it ’Pale in the Night.’"

Dilido calmed from his previous shock, looking at Andorfar.

"This is the power I bestow upon you, now it’s time for you to repay."

"Yes," Andorfar bowed deeply.

No matter the intention, he gained power genuinely, and he truly pledged allegiance.

After speaking, he turned, his entire body transforming completely into a pale white snake.

Shrinking to the length of a forearm, like a slender thin snake, he slithered out of the door, disappearing from view.

The second son, watching this scene, found his gaze growing increasingly fervent.

"Is this... is this the power of the Stone of Creation? Like something from a story."

It wasn’t just him; the other two were equally astonished at such a degree being possible.

Allowing transformation between human and snake.

However, evidently, Andorfar’s wish wasn’t simple, not merely about turning into a snake.

Because it was the "Snake Power."