Void Evolution System

Chapter 1785 Land of Nothingness [1]

Chapter 1785 Land of Nothingness [1]

The Land of Nothingness was not created by anyone or anything. That made its entire existence an impossibility. It was entirely outside of the realm of possibility to the point where even those who had reached a state above the Heavenly Order of their individual cosmos could not comprehend how they could possibly experience it.

As the other side of the coin, did Nonexistence also have its own laws and functions? Did it have its own sort of "existence" that went unrecognized?

These were the questions that everyone asked themselves when they first entered this place, but they'd come to find out that nothing they did could possibly comprehend these sorts of "mirror laws" contained within Nonexistence.

This place was the only reason they could be hypothesized in the first place. And this place that seemed filled with clues was not forgiving in the slightest.

The Land of Nothingness was made up of five islands separated by a Sea of Nothingness. That sea could not be crossed through ordinary means. Instead, one could only progress to the next island after reaching a certain level of comprehension in Nonexistence.

The islands became progressively more advanced as their population gained more control over the realm. This one, as the first island, was usually a place where only the newest people would say.

Its population was no more than thirty. Only that many people were unable to make it past this place, including Harold.

As Damien guessed, a condition needed to be fulfilled at every island to move on. On the fifth island, one would face a final test that had to be passed in order to return to the world.

It was said that almost nobody had passed that test. Rumors like those reached even the first island. After all, every time someone left this realm it was a grand showing. Everyone could see that the individual in question succeeded, so for there to be no such showings for so many years, it was obvious that the test was nigh impossible.

Harold couldn't tell Damien everything, as he spent all of his time on the first island. However, he could spread the necessary information for a newcomer to learn the ropes.

Harold seemed different from the rest. People like those bandits Damien met earlier had succumbed to their imprisonment and were acting out some sort of society to cope. Harold also didn't have the talent to reach the next island, but instead of resigning, he decided to guide newcomers so they didn't share his fate.

He told Damien the rumors that plagued this land, the theories that had been collectively created about the concept they were all trying to comprehend, and the rules of this place.

He gave his junior enough knowledge to survive on his own.

'So those guys weren't being bandits for no reason.'

On the first island, it was just about energy accumulation. It was a simple step that could be taken by ninety percent of people.

"I saw that you have an interest in drinks. Since you allowed me to taste the fruits of your homeland, I have also left a concoction of mine for you. Enjoy it while you wait. I'll make sure you can brag all you want in the future."

Damien couldn't guarantee anything to a man like Harold. For now, Harold was stronger than him and more knowledgeable than him. As the islands didn't allow one to move backward, only forward, he wouldn't be able to share his findings with Harold to help him progress his power.

The most he could do was give him a gift and a promise. A promise that he would see the light of ascension coming from the fifth island sooner rather than later.

Damien and Harold shook hands with matching smiles. That was the last time they'd ever see each other.

It was a brief encounter with a man who wanted to be a guide, but it was meaningful only in its finitude.

There wasn't a particular direction Damien wanted to travel in. The island was uniformly made of rolling hills. It was definitely not small, but it wasn't large either.

Still, with the awareness of an ordinary person, it was massive. Damien couldn't fly anymore, but relying on his physical body, he could run incredibly fast. He allowed his feet to take him away until he ended up on the island shore, looking out beyond the Sea of Nothingness at the second island beyond.

'Okay.'

He was calm. It was a surprising situation, but that was the end of it.

From start to finish, Damien had that kind of mentality.

He would either succeed or lose everything.

No, it was impossible to lose everything. He wouldn't allow it.

He had to succeed.

There was no other option in this life.

For the sake of the ambition that had been driving him since the very first instances of his journey as a practitioner, he would succeed.

Even in places where everyone else failed.