Chapter 1087 An Impending Confrontation <TOC> Chapter 1089 Awakening of Power
Translator: SumTLMan
Sineva’s gaze was fixated on the Panaces Succubus opposite her.
In her understanding, for a wizard, the easiest abyssal demons to handle were succubi.
Over the vast expanse of a wizard’s lifespan, their control over their inner selves gradually deepens with the baptism of time. Faced with succubi who wield the power of charm as both offense and defense, wizards, inherently fortified with mental strength, hold a clear advantage.
Furthermore, Sineva herself was a witch. She would not give a second glance to a male incubus, let alone a feeble female succubus.
In Sineva’s mind, she wasn’t overly concerned about the adversary before her. However, the reason she hadn’t taken action yet was due to a unique danger premonition known only to wizards. It was warning her of an imminent threat.
Sineva wouldn’t think that this danger emanated from the succubus opposite her.
Her current location was only a few hundred meters from her destination. If the Demon God Descendant named Olucia was nearby, there must be formidable defenses surrounding her. Perhaps, the dangerous premonition she sensed was derived from this concealed threat.
“Is there a demon lurking in the shadows, or are there traps here?” Sineva’s gaze stayed locked on the Panaces Succubus, but her peripheral vision was scanning her surroundings.
Huh? Sineva’s gaze turned to the sea of fire next to her.
She had a vague feeling that there seemed to be eyes observing her from there. Could it be the demon hiding in the dark? But why didn’t she sense any malice in these eyes?
Control over one’s own emotions? Could this be in reference to the elusive demon?
“Ah, becoming absent-minded in a face-off, are you giving me a chance deliberately? Well, I won’t be polite then.” The corners of the Succubus’ lips curled up into an enchanting smile, a light pink aura started wafting towards Sineva.
The pale pink mist carried a sweet fragrance, as if you could see petals dancing before your eyes with a whiff of it.
“Low-level illusions, not even up to par with Sander’s apprentice.” Sineva scoffed, her aura shifting, a blast of icy wind emanated from her palm, dispersing the pink mist instantly. Moreover, she intentionally directed the pink aura towards the surrounding sea of fire, wishing to see who was watching surreptitiously from the shadows.
Innocently caught in the crossfire, Angel was left speechless.
Luckily, Angel’s reaction speed was swift. Seeing the uncanny colored mist drifting towards him, he immediately retracted his mental tendrils into the Domain of Wind. The pink aura, as expected, vanished as soon as it touched the Domain of Wind.
Only when he was sure there was no pink aura left, did Angel venture to send his mental tendrils out again.
However, despite the fact that he couldn’t see the pink mist with his naked eye, he could still vaguely sense a strange aura when he reconnected with the outside. This aura gave him a dizzying feeling upon slightest contact.
Fortunately, the remnants of the aura were minimal, and its impact on Angel was insignificant.
On the other side, both Sineva and the Panaces Succubus had noticed the disappearance of the pink aura in the sea of fire. Sineva was analyzing the previous fleeting breeze in her heart. It seemed simple, but it contained some law that made her feel terrified.
Meanwhile, the Panaces Succubus was donned in a faint smile, fully aware of what existed in the sea of fire.
“So that’s where the hidden gaze lurks? Why keep it shrouded in obscurity, and let those covert scoundrels appear,” Sineva mocked, addressing the succubus.
“Hidden gaze?” The Panaces Succubus did not explain the existence of the Phantasmagoria, but retorted: “Since it’s a hidden gaze, how could it easily show itself? It would only dwell in the darkness, waiting for your moment of weakness to strike you ruthlessly.”
The succubus laughed flirtatiously, while Sineva simply observed it in silence, calculating the perfect moment.
At a specific moment.
The wind blew eastwards, sparks rising from the sea of fire fortuitously veiled their vision. The Panaces Succubus’ forehead lifted slightly, caught mid-laugh.
“Now’s the time!” Sineva acted, her figure vanishing in an instant. The speed of her outburst was startling, even creating a thunderous sonic boom. Accompanied by a flurry of sparks, she rushed towards the Panaces Succubus.
Regardless of who the hidden gaze was and whether it would launch a surprise attack, Sineva decided to first deal with the overly verbose Panaces Succubus.
Under the startled gaze of the Panaces Succubus, Sineva had already reached its front, her figure leaping into the low sky. Her hands transformed into sharp blades at that moment — one carrying the intense breath of flame, the other enwreathed in piercing frost. Her frosty hair billowing, eyes of fire radiated an intimidating brilliance!
Her hands becoming blades, a diagonal cross-cut was executed!
The convergence of ice and fire revealed its terrifying force at this moment.
With a flash of light, beads of blood seemed to hang motionless mid-air. Sineva landed in a half crouch, her clothes and white hair rustling in the wind.
This portrays an exceedingly exquisite display of a fatal blow, at least to the observer — Angel, it was brimming with an aesthetic charm.
However, the involved parties each harbored distinct sentiments. Despite Sineva’s impeccably graceful landing after having passed through her adversary, her countenance was decidedly sullen.
She had previously unleashed her full strength in a burst, wielding the utterly contrary forces of ice and fire as her lethal tactic, but when the pivotal moment arrived, when she aimed to sever the Panaces Succubus’s neck once and for all, something unexpected occurred.
Upon Sineva’s unexpected attack, the Panaces Succubus’s initial expression was one of astonishment. But at the instant of Sineva’s charge, her surprise transformed into a devious grin, laden with profound implications.
Sineva was oblivious to it at that moment, but when the rhythm of her ice-fire cross assault reached its crescendo, she discovered that Panaces Succubus had astoundingly evaded the crucial blow! The speed was so fast it almost seemed like an illusion. With just a slight sidestep, she deflected ninety-five percent of the damage.
The droplets of blood that fell from mid-air were just the result of that insignificant injury! Even more… Sineva stared at the Panaces Succubus in shock as she whimpered coyly. The mouth on her forehead opened slightly, a pink stone resembling a snake’s tongue stretched out, and lightly licked the injury Sineva had inflicted.
That sole injury vanished entirely at a pace observable to the naked eye.
“Quite surprised, are you?” The Panaces Succubus glanced at Sineva: “I’m a water-affinity succubus, you know. Not only can I seduce men, but I can also heal~”
The uptick in her voice, coupled with a thrown flirtatious glance, stirred a sense of annoyance in Sineva.
What took her aback was not the speed of the wound’s healing, but——
Isn’t the physical body of a succubus among the most frail? What empowers it to evade close combat, its reaction speed even surpassing that of the endlessly powerful Goat Demon!
Sineva got back on her feet, the impact from her earlier fall had imprinted a spider-like pattern on the ground.
In the face of the still bewitchingly charming succubus, Sineva, for the first time, abandoned her contempt.
This succubus is far from simple. Sineva even had a vague feeling that the earlier premonition of danger she sensed may not have been from the peering gaze from the shadows, but from the succubus in front of her!
Sineva let go of her contempt and paid no mind to the hidden gaze, instead, she focused all her attention on the succubus.
With a flicker of light and shadow, Sineva, leveraging her own tactics, launched a series of close and ranged attacks on the succubus.
Her movements seemed meandering, but every strike was bold and unrestrained, with no room for evasiveness or rest.
As Sineva became more earnest, her expression grew increasingly serious, her eyes more somber. She did not hold back at all, she attacked the succubus with full force, not leaving a single gap in her assault.
What took her completely by surprise, however, was that the succubus had actually withstood it all.
Moreover, from beginning to end, the succubus maintained its calm, not retreating even in the face of close combat.
Even more surprising——
Sineva felt, when she engaged in close combat with this succubus, she was even more exhilarated? What kind of bizarre succubus was this?
After the interplay of light and shadow, Sineva floated in mid-air, her eyes flickering uncertainly at the succubus, whose only disorder was in her attire.
At last, Sineva made a decision.
“One cannot truly unleash one’s might in the Abyss,” Sineva spoke softly. With the painfully slow recovery of energy, coupled with the oppressive, volatile power of the Abyss, she had refrained from exerting her full strength, saving some for a confrontation with Olucia. Now, however, she must give it her all.
Raising her gaze to the succubus, it had never occurred to Sineva that her first full-out fight after stepping into the Abyss would be against this very creature.
Sineva displayed no signs of sorrow or regret, only a faint declaration: “I’m about to get serious.”
No sooner had the words left her lips than her aura surged dramatically.
Boundless flames, endless frost, vast expanses of radiant light, and a deep, terrifying darkness. Conformity and defiance, integration and repulsion…various extreme, contradictory forces took the form of phantasmal images that slowly rose behind Sineva.
In the distant eyes of Angel, the spectral images behind Sineva constantly transformed. There were timeless icy peaks, as well as volcanoes spewing molten magma; a dark forest swept by the smell of blood, and a radiant cathedral filled with distant holy sounds. There were islands suspended in the air, lands sunk under the sea, rivers flowing downstream, and even waterfalls surging upward against their natural course.
A phantasmagorical spectacle of myriad transformations.
Meanwhile, a significant transformation took place in Sineva’s physical form.
As her body unfurled, a pair of wings sprouted from Sineva’s back: one, a black bat wing, the other, a white goose feather. Amid the intertwining black and white, her feet morphed into elegant deer hooves, her hands became blade-like, and her entire body was covered with silver scales, glistening in the light.
The form at hand had altered drastically, evolving into a richly complex form, unlike anything seen prior.
Angel was aware that this transformed form of Sineva was her battle-ready state. However, distinguishing between the alterations borne of her bloodline and those resulting from transplanted organs, proved to be a challenge.
Nevertheless, Angel was certain that the moment to determine the victor was nigh.
The time Sineva took to metamorphose her form was incredibly brief, a mere moment in time. The Panaces Succubus, indeed, had the opportunity to interrupt her, but she refrained from doing so. Instead, she retorted with a smirk:
“You’re finally taking this seriously. I actually preferred your earlier disposition… However, since you’ve decided to get serious, it’s only fair that I reveal my true form. This way, at least you’ll know the true strength you’ve succumbed to in your demise.”
Chapter 1087 An Impending Confrontation <TOC> Chapter 1089 Awakening of Power