[CH598+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 654

The ancient voice echoes in my head again, this time, sounding not ancient at all. I can't even tell the difference between it and the base language I speak...

"Atom... At least, that is what I was called before I died. You are the first to visit my tomb; it seems your people call us Originators."

My eyes widen at its words, and the voice continues to answer the second half of my question.

"What am I...? I don't know. I am the echo of what is left behind from a civilization that has moved on long ago..."

My eyes look around at all of the glowing runes and texts all over the walls. It feels as if they're vibrating and trying to come off the stone. I reply, my heartbeat quickening, filled with excitement.

"So the Originators are real... Who were those that left this world through the beacons of light in those memories you showed? What do the words around us referring to light mean? And the doors... Everyone keeps talking about these doors. What do you know...?"

I feel more threads leave my finger, and the words all over the room pulse and vibrate even more as the voice responds.

"I am dead. I have been dead for so long, I do not even know how I died. What you are asking of me is like asking if you can remember what food your mother ate on a specific date while you were still inside the womb. You have seen all I know, this is the first time I've opened my eyes in centuries. I know more about you than I do of myself..."

Its reply is not what I wanted to hear, but as I sift through the memories it shared with me, they flash by in spurts and have no true depth to them at all.

In truth, the white statue was already dead as it says, reaching up toward the sky as these memories began.

It continues speaking to me, and at the same time, the room shakes and vibrates more intensely than ever before, and I feel as though I can see through the being's eyes... but all I see is darkness.

"I do understand the texts my ancestors left me, and your memories of this world have led me to create meaning for many things previously unknown. These beacons in the depths of my mind were in fact the chosen ones, many texts here speak of their attempts at leaving this mortal realm to continue their journeys..."

The room tilts to the side, and I can feel the ocean crust cracking beneath and above me. However, it is not through my own senses; it comes from the statue's.

It continues, and I don't dare take my finger off the black cube. I need to know more, and I fear that if my connection is lost, I may never get it back again.

"This light and the wave printed all over these walls refer to the dominant energy source on the world we stand on. What your people know of as Qi was a far different power long ago; it was as abundant in this world as mana is now. The fact that you were even strong enough to access my tomb means another source was created, and the divine ones' game is being played again..."

Another violent tilt of the room follows its words, and the yellow words on the walls become so bright, it feels as though they're tearing off and falling toward me.

I reply with a question.

"So divine energy was here long ago too? It was an energy source before Qi? Or... whatever it was called when the wave came in your time?"

The yellow text of millions of characters begins coming off the walls, floor, and ceiling entirely, all closing in on the center of the room.

Simultaneously, the gravity in the room rises, and I feel as if I'm moving upward.

Moments later, as if two eyes are opening on the statue's face, I'm able to see the outside world, and what is happening begins to become clear.

The hand holding Palmyra above the ocean rises even higher, and an enormous bulge in the ocean's surface grows beneath the black palm.