Celestial Bloodline
Chapter 905: A Strange Voice I

Far below the Rulers’ Domain, in the lands of the Celestial Realm, a tall hooded figure stepped into a massive, lavishly decorated building where the rich and delicious smell of cooked meat and food lingered in the air.

In the Celestial Realm, where restaurants were scarce, such a sight was exceedingly rare. Thus, this lavish establishment stood as a symbol of indulgence, catering only to the wealthiest of Celestials who sometimes sought mortal food to reminisce about their past or mortal life—especially those willing to part with their precious natural crystals.

So, when such a tall Celestial entered the building, the few Celestials inside turned their gazes toward him. An elderly dwarf with beastly features promptly stepped forward to greet the hooded newcomer.

The dwarf was a Celestial—one who had chosen to settle down with his wife after they both failed to progress any further.

“Welcome, sir! You won’t regret coming to our restaurant! The meat and food here is not only rare but absolutely delicious!”

He spoke eagerly, hoping the hooded man was a rich Celestial—someone from whom he could earn a fortune. After all, it was rare for Celestials—who often considered eating a waste of time—to visit a restaurant. Only after starting the business had he and his wife realized just how unprofitable it was.

However, the moment the dwarf caught a glimpse of the silver hair and the glowing eyes beneath the hood, his heart stopped.

His legs nearly gave out as he stuttered.

“T-The Untouchable One!!”

Everyone in the building choked—on their food, their drinks, even their breath—just as they heard those three words. After all, who in the lands of the Celestial Realm could be foolish enough not to recognize that title?

While shock spread like wildfire and eyes widened, one man seated at the far end of the tables in the lobby remained composed. Surrounded by a few companions, he alone didn’t flinch. Instead, his lips curved into a faint smile—startling those seated around him, who hadn’t seen him smile once in the past two years they had traveled together.

Kyle, of course, sensed the familiar aura and presence of the smiling man—but he was in no mood for conversation, much less a greeting. He was in a bad mood.

With a quick nod to the flustered dwarf, frozen in shock before him, Kyle began walking toward the nearest empty table.

Immediately, a calm voice greeted him.

“Been a while.”

Kyle halted mid-step.

Gripping the edge of his hood, he pulled it back, revealing his hair and face—causing the Celestials in his surroundings to choke once more, as they instinctively attempted to shrink out of sight in the presence of the infamous Ice Celestial, whose name alone now sent many fleeing from battles in fear.

No one dared to look him in the eye, let alone meet his glowing gaze. What if they fell under the spell of his aura and, like the rumors whispered, ended up worshipping this man as if he stood above all others?

Just the thought made them shudder.

Kyle’s calm gaze turned toward the source of the voice, locking onto a familiar pair of crimson eyes staring at him with a smile.

“Yeah… it’s been a while, Cassian—the Hellbringer of Death.”

His words sent another wave of shock rippling through the restaurant. All eyes snapped to the man he had addressed.

The Hellbringer of Death?!

What in the realms was going on?

Why were the two most infamous figures—who had wreaked utter havoc throughout the Celestial Realm for the past two years—suddenly appearing in a normal restaurant and speaking to each other so casually?

Were they friends? Rivals?

What if they started fighting just to test their powers? Would the whole place be destroyed in a heartbeat? Just the thought had Celestials bolting out of the building.

And so, within seconds of Cassian and Kyle’s casual greeting, the lavish restaurant—which had only a few customers to begin with—now stood completely deserted, save for Cassian, his companions, and Kyle.

The dwarf standing at the entrance finally regained some composure, though a flicker of bitterness crossed his face at the sight of the fleeing customers. If he had a choice, he would have run too. But abandoning his livelihood wasn’t an option—especially not with his dear wife still busy in the kitchen, unaware of the chaos unfolding outside.

So, despite sweating profusely, he hurried over to Kyle, who had already taken a seat, determined to take this powerhouse’s order. All the elderly dwarf could do now was pray that these two powerful Celestials wouldn’t reduce his humble establishment to rubble.

After all, if a battle truly broke out between the Unstoppable One and the Hellbringer of Death, what could a mere dwarf—barely a beginner 2nd-stage Celestial—possibly do?

Interfere?

Hah. He’d be swatted like a fly!

The dwarf stood before Kyle, nervously wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“W-what would you like, esteemed sir?”

Kyle drew in a deep breath. Only then did the dwarf notice the tension in his body, the agitation in his tapping foot, and the sharp irritation in those deep, crystal-like eyes.

’Oh gosh… He looks pissed! Of all the places they could have gone to, why did these two big shots have to come to my restaurant? Why is my luck so awful?!’

The dwarf shut his eyes tightly, bracing himself in case Kyle lashed out—but the outburst and destruction he feared never came. Well, obviously, Kyle’s agitation had nothing to do with him, so why would he vent his frustration on a random dwarf?

Instead, Kyle simply rubbed his temples.

“Just bring me something strong. I heard you sell a drink that can numb the mind?”

The dwarf blinked, dazed.

’Huh…?’

In the distance, Cassian, too, was caught off guard by Kyle’s strange request. What happened? He tilted his head slightly, eyes narrowing as he studied the familiar figure.

Then, under the curious gazes of his three powerful companions—or rather, the people he considered worthy enough to be used—he stood up and approached Kyle’s table.

His companions watched him, ears tuned to catch every word of the conversation.

Since Cassian had dodged their questions when they asked how he knew the famous silver-haired Celestial, Kyle, they were now set on uncovering the truth for themselves.

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