Chapter 1076 Unstable Spatial Energies <TOC> Chapter 1078 The Flameless Lord
Translator: SumTLMan
Upon parting from the mysterious shop known as Phantasmagoria, Olucia found herself ruminating on the gain and gleanings of this transient journey.
Fafnir had always regarded her with caution, a touch of underlying disdain. A sentiment that Olucia could comprehend. After all, the entity that had once caused Fafnir a grievous defeat, banishing her from the inner Abyss to the surface plane, was intrinsically entangled with the Flameless Lord. Thus, Fafnir’s wariness towards herself was reasonably justified.
However, it was from Fafnir that Olucia received some rather disconcerting news.
Bina Jonis, the one who had previously bestowed kindness upon her, had succumbed to extinction and remained in an unawakened state.
This piece of news stirred a wealth of emotions within Olucia. her fondness for the Abyss Dragons, in essence, stemmed from her relations with Bina Jonis. The present condition of Bina Jonis was, indeed, a cause for sorrowful introspection.
Aside from this, Olucia was quite pleased with her Voyage of Experience. The only regret she harbored was her inability to acquire the Rhythm of the Ocean from Angel.
When Olucia entered the forest, she had anticipated that, given Greaves’ nature, he would immediately approach her to inquire about the details of her journey. Surprisingly, this was not the case.
Greaves was currently stationed by the side of a comatose Pig Demon, incessantly chattering.
Steward Tantin regarded the Pig Demon with a skeptical gaze.
Upon arriving at Phantasmagoria, Olucia had noticed this Pig Demon leaning against a tree in a state of unconsciousness. Given the creature’s dormant state, she had chosen to disregard it. However, now that Greaves was seen to be engaged in conversation with an unconscious Pig Demon, this was rather peculiar indeed.
With curiosity piqued, Olucia advanced towards them.
“Your speed in morphing symbols is remarkably sluggish… Who am I, you ask? I am the magnificent Fire Demon, yes, although presently but a Young Fire Demon, my future is indeed promising! You may address me as young master Greaves!”
“What is sold in the Phantasmagoria Cabin?” This, well, I’m not quite certain about it, but I will be able to tell you soon. Once my elder emerges, I can immediately embark on the Voyage of Experience! Other demons say it’s a remarkable experience, like being in a dream world, and before you know it, you’ll find yourself awakened!”
At this point, Steward Tantin could not resist interjecting: “Young master, the probability of awakening is not one hundred percent.”
“But didn’t the Panaces Succubus awaken? The other demons haven’t awakened because… because their time hasn’t come yet.”
Tantin rubbed his temples, clearly Greaves had taken the Phantasmagoria Cabin as his mental panacea, and he was too lethargic to argue, “Sigh, let’s hope my elder brings good news.”
Greaves once more shifted his gaze to the Pig Demon, noticing the symbols in its left eye changing once again.
“Who is my elder I speak of? Of course, it is Lady Olucia…” Greaves’ words were abruptly cut off when the Pig Demon’s head exploded.
Viscous brain matter sprayed out in abundance, bodily fluids and organs scattering around the Pig Demon.
The ground was covered in white, red, yellow… and skin torn into fragments.
Filth also splashed onto Greaves, but all of it was burnt to a crisp when it landed on his body of flames.
Greaves was stunned, he was just having a lively chat with the Pig Demon, why did it suddenly die?
“Lady Olucia.” The respectful voice of Steward Tantin sounded from beside him.
Whirling around, Greaves saw Olucia, clad in her rune armor, standing behind him.
“Oh, Lady Olucia! You’ve emerged!” Greaves’ eyes lit up, promptly forgetting the gory scene before. The death of a Pig Demon was nothing remarkable to him, he was more interested in the outcome of the Voyage of Experience!
“Master, is this the Voyage of Experience…” Greaves asked with palpable anticipation, only to be shushed by Olucia mid-sentence.
Just then, a shadow fell from the sky, which Olucia calmly caught with an outstretched hand.
After a few bounces, Greaves was finally able to discern the true nature of this shadow.
It was an eyeball, clouded with a black mist.
“This eyeball?” Greaves scrutinized it with curiosity. The black mist within the eyeball morphed constantly, clearly belonging to the Pig Demon’s left eye, with which they had previously communicated.
“Speak up, who are you?” Olucia’s voice emanated from beneath her mask.
Greaves looked over in surprise; Olucia was speaking a language it had never encountered before.
“This is the common human language.” Steward Tantin explained in a hushed tone, though there was astonishment in his eyes as well. Why would Lady Olucia converse in human language with the eyeball of a Pig Demon?
Tantin soon understood the reason.
The black mist within the eyeball began to fluctuate wildly, eventually forming the characters of the common human language: “Finally, I’ve found you.”
Olucia let out a cold chuckle: “I knew it was you lot. Just like parasites, impossible to shake off.”
Without further ado, Olucia crushed the eyeball in her grasp, reducing it to a smattering of liquid. As the eyeball ruptured, a billow of black mist dispersed into the air, twisting and turning, until it coalesced into a line of text.
——”You will inevitably fall into my hands. Wait for me, I’ll come find you soon.”
The smoky mist gradually dissipated, but Olucia’s face darkened steadily.
Tantin, who had witnessed the whole scene, immediately understood what had transpired. He promptly fell to his knees: “Lady Olucia, this was my oversight. I didn’t anticipate that it would be a human spy. I implore you to punish me accordingly.”
Olucia dismissed the concern with a shake of her head, “This is not your burden to bear. Until it has solicited information from me, I cannot confirm its identity.”
The words it later articulated in the common human tongue were mere smokescreens, feigning an identity.
“Rise, tell me, what questions has it posed?”
Tantin dutifully reported, “Apart from the prior queries, it has also inquired about the cycle of day and night, the fire patterns appearing in the sky, and the demon information concerning the Void Obelisk…”
Olucia directed her gaze towards Greaves, her brows furrowing, “Did you provide responses to all these inquiries?”
Greaves bowed his head, his voice tinged with unease and guilt, “I divulged everything except matters related to the Source Fire… I thought, these are not confidential, everyone is aware, and so, I… I confessed.”
Even though Olucia concealed her visage behind a porcelain mask, making it impossible to discern her expression, Greaves could still sense an undercurrent of gloom radiating off her.
A long moment passed before Olucia finally broke the silence, “Those humans are likely closing in. Regardless of whether they could reach La Sutherland within a short timeframe, we must be prepared.”
Under normal circumstances, Olucia would not deign to pay heed to these pitiful humans. Yet, these pests have chosen to make their appearance at the most inopportune time!
Once she’s ignited by the Source Fire, she would be utterly preoccupied.
“What does the master propose?”
“Reach out to the great demons of the Void Obelisk while the Source Fire remains unseen.” Olucia said with a somewhat somber tone, she had initially planned to operate independently. However, given the current situation, even though the likelihood of the humans’ timely arriving was low, she still had to consider all contingencies.
In the event those humans truly emerge as she is ignited by the Source Fire, her safety would be the prime concern. Within La Sutherland, the most suitable candidate to marshal a resistance against these intruding human wizards would naturally be the great demons of the Void Obelisk.
“Let’s depart for the Void Obelisk,” as soon as Olucia’s words echoed, Tantin promptly responded. But Greaves, his eyes brimming with a sense of injustice, turned towards Olucia.
“But, but, my… my Voyage of Experience… my awakening, maturation…” Greaves stammered, his speech filled with disjointed phrases and incomplete thoughts.
“I’ve embarked on the Voyage of Experience, and indeed, it has its interesting facets,” Olucia remarked. “However, as the proprietor stated, it’s not designed for you. It might even bring about harm, hindering your maturity.” Her words seemed to paint Greaves’ face with an immediate pallor.
Shaking her head, Olucia prepared to depart.
Before leaving, she cast a glance at the cabin standing resolute in the heart of darkness. The blue gleam of aquamarine lent a dreamlike charm to the entire cabin amidst the darkness.
The figure of Angel flashed through Olucia’s mind.
She believed in Fafnir’s words; Angel didn’t visit this place for her.
Previously, she had noticed the inquiring gaze of the Pig Demon’s left eye. It was inquiring about the Phantasmagoria Cabin, and evidently, the Pig Demon and the human inside didn’t seem to be allies.
Based on the current information, it seemed that Angel indeed happened to be here unintentionally.
Underneath her mask, Olucia’s lips curled into a slight smile, “Nevertheless, I’ve never been one to believe in coincidences. What role does your presence play, I wonder?”
…
In the black void, Mengke’s figure abruptly swayed.
In the following moment, one of the red tassels covering his body, filled with silver runes, ignited without warning.
Flames slowly ascended into the sky, with embers scattering around, like stars twinkling in the night.
Finally, the blazing red tassel plunged into the void, eventually disappearing completely without a trace.
Given the distinct nature of this hunting plan, every move of Mengke was under the scrutiny of all the wizards. When the tassel ignited, it instantly attracted everyone’s attention.
“What has happened, Lord Mengke?” a wizard inquired.
“My eye stationed in La Sutherland has been crushed,” said Mengke. The red tassel was linked to the sealing spell on Morgheim’s body. Once it was set alight, it implied the destruction of Morgheim’s left eye.
Mengke’s initial remark caused the expressions of the others to freeze instantly. Without any sightline, the lack of information could easily lead to judgment errors.
“However, it’s already enough,” Mengke surprisingly chuckled, “I have gained plenty of information from the confidant of the Demon God’s Descendant.”
Everyone’s eyes lit up instantly.
“Lord Mengke, what’s the current state of La Sutherland?” Sineva also asked at this moment.
Mengke relayed all the information he’d gathered while communicating with the Young Fire Demon through his left eye.
Once the crowd heard everything, someone promptly asked, “Olucia… Which Demon God’s Descendant is she?”
“I’ve once infiltrated a demon city and researched some data. Olucia should be the Descendant of the Flameless Lord,” Samantha responded.
With the revelation of Olucia’s identity, everyone’s focus shifted solely to her. After all, Olucia was the ultimate target of their hunting plan.
Only Sanders remained, his brow knitted tightly in thought.
Lord Mengke had not only mentioned Olucia earlier, but also a shop called “Phantasmagoria,” which offered a commodity known as the “Rhythm of the Ocean” — similar to an illusory realm.
Illusion…
Illusory realm…
A dark omen suddenly emerged in Sanders’ mind, a foreboding shadow that chilled his thoughts to the core.
Chapter 1076 Unstable Spatial Energies <TOC> Chapter 1078 The Flameless Lord