Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 812 Into The Grey Mist

Cultivators, by their very nature, defied the heavens and changed their fate against all odds. No opportunity would ever fall into their laps without reason. Everything had to be fought for by themselves.

“I, Emrys, have never known fear in my life. Today, I will see who is playing tricks inside!”

Suddenly, a surge of determination crupted within Emrys. In the final moment, he chose to trust his gut feeling. He decided to grit his teeth and take the risk.

“Go!”

Emrys seemed to have plunged into a state of madness. With a reckless leap, he hurled himself toward the gray mist, much like a moth drawn to a flame.

“If I’m to die, then so be it!”

Lightning pierced through Emrys’s body in an instant, illuminating his skeletal frame as if it were an X–ray.

The onlookers were momentarily at a loss for words.

Surrounding that swath of gray mist, crimson lightning crackled menacingly. Even their chancellor dared not approach, for it was no longer a mere game of chance.

As long as one dared to venture within, they were certain to encounter lightning and thunder.

However, Emrys, the naive fool, acted as if he was seeking his own doom, charging headlong into the situation. As everyone had predicted, he ended up getting struck by lightning.

a madman. He was a fool!

that’s what you get for being a poser! Now

Sylvia was speechless.

didn’t feel much pain, just a

1/3

Lucky One symbolized a kind of luck, akin to being

down simultaneously, yet not a single one had

opportunity, it couldn’t be squandered like

that with his protection, your luck would be unmatched. You responded to him, “Is that so?”

an eighteen–story building and

“But you said my

deity couldn’t

this how luck is used?

death with your actions. Even the greatest stroke of luck couldn’t save you

was left speechless.

situation Emrys found

didn’t feel heartache for Emrys but even inexplicably breathed

superficial, merely because Emrys was stronger than

them. No, the word “admire” shouldn’t be used. It was more like a psychological attachment to the strong.

had probably been subtly influenced by Ameera.