Chapter 1166 Elemental State and Porcelain White True Form <TOC> Chapter 1168 Black Fire Nightmare
Translator: SumTLMan
Whoosh——
After a sound of splitting the air, Mengke quickly spun around.
Unexpectedly, Olucia, who was previously several hundred meters away from him, suddenly appeared behind him, her porcelain white arms swiping gently at the spot where Mengke stood.
A hissing sound reached everyone’s ears. Upon closer inspection, Olucia seemed to have torn through the void with her bare hands!
When Mengke noticed Olucia’s figure, he had already transformed into a flurry of ethereal frost winds, accompanied by twinkling stardust light, to dodge to the other side.
Even though her attack missed, Olucia didn’t show any disappointment. With a shift of her eerie green pupils, she captured Mengke’s figure once again.
The next second, as Mengke was still bewildered, Olucia had already appeared by his side.
If before, others could still trace Olucia’s afterimages. But after transforming into her porcelain True Form, they couldn’t even see the afterimage anymore.
It was like a genuine spatial shift!
Mengke narrowly evaded Olucia’s attacks several times, each with a rather awkward posture.
Facing this situation, Mengke immediately adjusted his tactics. Seeing as Olucia’s speed was so unearthly, Mengke decided not to compete with her in speed.
Instead, Mengke waved his scepter, and a transparent pearl appeared in his hand.
This pearl seemed ordinary, but if Angel were to see it, he would recognize its extraordinary qualities.
Its composition included Space Domain Ore and Illusory Spirit Diamond. The Space Domain Ore was not expensive, a mid-grade material, which Angel had used before, as it was the main ingredient for crafting the Domain Lapis Lazuli that could sever interstitial spaces. However, the Illusory Spirit Diamond was special, a high-grade material, allegedly a peculiar material synthesized by legendary wizards through capturing illusionary essences.
Both materials carry the “void” property, hence, although the final effect of this pearl appears solid, a closer look gives an impression that it’s as if not present here.
After Mengke took out this pearl, he etched an eerie symbol out of thin air. From his brow, a touch of frosty brilliance dropped into the pearl.
Then, Mengke casually tossed it. The pearl traced a parabolic arc in the air, and then, without any warning, vanished.
The moment the pearl disappeared, Olucia had already appeared beside Mengke. Like before, she swung her sharp porcelain ‘mantid arm’ casually.
However, this time, Mengke did not dodge. Instead, he directly turned around and raised his fist, carrying a frost storm, and fiercely smashed it towards Olucia’s chest.
From the look of it, Mengke seemed to be going for a do-or-die attempt.
Upon witnessing the scene, Olucia responded with an aloof comment: “Overestimating your abilities.”
When Mengke’s fist slammed onto Olucia’s streamlined alabaster form, a thunderous boom echoed, yet it left no cracks on her porcelain-white shell, merely a faint trace of frost.
Furthermore, the frost trace quickly turned into steam, dissipating into the ether.
On the other side, as Mengke was hurling his fist at Olucia, her mantis-arm sliced through the Frost Giant’s body.
Even though the Frost Giant was in its Elemental State, it was still bisected.
The gap in the void generated a tremendous gravitational pull, dragging the cleaved body of the Frost Giant into the darkness… Shortly thereafter, the restorative properties of the Abyssal laws mended the rift in the void, until the crack disappeared, with Mengke nowhere to be seen.
The human wizards who witnessed this spectacle had their eyes bulging in disbelief.
Mengke’s absence implied something that everyone understood all too well.
Who could have imagined that the strongest wizard of the Southern Region, known as “Endless Frost”, Lord Mengke, would be swallowed by the void just like that?
“Have we… lost?” Rivetta, who had been documenting this earth-shattering battle, was surrounded by a gentle breeze, with numerous recording devices capturing the battlefield from all angles. But at this moment, all recording devices fell to the ground. If Lord Mengke was dead, then their presence here seemed to only promise death?
Grief and confusion spread instantaneously over the floating iceberg.
On the other side, Olucia, watching the slow healing of the void rift before her eyes, let out a long sigh, and turned around to fly to the top of the Void Obelisk.
However, she had only flown a couple of steps when she saw Tantin, the steward at the distant tower top, pointing towards her back in terror. At the same time, Olucia heard the sound of something tearing through the air from behind her.
She dodged reflexively to the side, and although she evaded successfully, an odd frosty gust still grazed one of her hands.
When Olucia landed, she heard a series of crackling sounds.
Looking down, on her left hand where her porcelain-white curved blade had transformed into a mantis-arm, a crack had appeared for the first time.
While it hadn’t shattered, Olucia knew that if she continued to use it, it would certainly break into pieces next time. Injuries to the True Form could always recover; but damage to the True Form required the right timing and circumstances for repair.
This meant that, for a short period, Olucia wouldn’t be able to use her left hand.
A smoldering anger permeated Olucia’s gaze as she slowly lifted her head to look at the person who had previously ambushed her… it was still Mengke! Still that Frost Giant form!
Mengke remained unscathed from head to toe. The alleged bisection from before was completely non-existent!
Moreover, compared to before, Mengke radiated a slightly more piercing cold aura. Olucia’s gaze slowly wandered, finally resting on the giant sword held in Mengke’s right hand.
In the past, Mengke was primarily seen battling with his fists, with a gargantuan sword typically slung across his back. Olucia had always been on guard against this, but never anticipated that Mengke would eventually unsheathe it.
Reflecting, it was apparent that the previous ambush from behind — the bone-chilling frost wind — was emitted from this very colossal blade.
That Mengke was still alive did not surprise Olucia.
At the half-step legendary realm, it is difficult to perish. Often a mere shift of thought, a spark of spiritual light can transport consciousness to a distant void, it’s not as simple as dropping dead. That is, unless, one has let their guard down.
Thus, Mengke’s survival did not particularly astonish Olucia. However, Olucia was intrigued — having witnessed Mengke’s transformation into a Frost Giant and falling into a void rift, how did he return without bearing a single injury?
The answer became quickly apparent to Olucia.
Multiple times Olucia managed to shatter Mengke into pieces, yet Mengke always reappeared. With this pattern repeating, Olucia deduced the source.
It was the orb! The clear orb that Mengke had tossed aside before!
Inside the orb was Mengke’s true Elemental State. The present exterior is not Mengke himself, but Mengke’s elemental creature — a Frost Giant.
Every apprentice’s first step after becoming a formal wizard is to capture and cultivate their elemental creature. This makes casting Elemental Spells much easier. Mengke had been a formal wizard for a very long time, his Frost Giant cultivated over thousands of years. With the elemental creature reaching the current state of the Frost Giant, its core has integrated with Mengke, as long as Mengke lives, the Frost Giant can be reborn with a mere thought!
Mengke sealed his Elemental State within the orb, which was not located in reality but nestled ambiguously between the material and ethereal.
Mengke could summon his Elemental State into the Frost Giant at will, and just as quickly withdraw it back into the orb.
Under such circumstances, Olucia found it impossible to inflict any damage on Mengke.
On the floating iceberg in the distance, the atmosphere slowly returned to normal. One individual exhaled deeply, “Given Lord Mengke’s years of strategic planning, how could he lose so easily?”
“From the battle with the demons, it’s evident that their overall strength is indeed much greater than ours. In La Sutherland, I surprisingly did not see a single demon below the wizard level, which is quite telling.” The speaking wizard paused, then shifted his tone, “However, the weapons they use are inferior to those of human apprentices, exhibiting only sharpness, wasting superior materials.”
“It’s the difference between being civilized and uncivilized.”
Rivetta also began recording again at this point. As she listened to the surrounding chatter, she gave a cold sneer, “It’s a fact that the overall energy level of the Abyss is higher than that of our Southern Region Wizarding World. But don’t forget, our presence here represents the pinnacle of the Southern Region Wizarding World. And these demons are merely a common reflection of countless demon cities. What’s more, we have been preparing for so many years.”
From a certain perspective, wizards, in their pursuit of “knowledge,” have indeed gone further than demons.
However, one must sometimes admit that brute force can be a powerful equalizer.
Demons have no need to comprehend such vast amounts of knowledge; their claws and tails are as formidable as the most powerful alchemy weapons, their scales on par with the most superior defensive spells. If demons were truly weak, why then would numerous human wizards desire to transplant demon organs and integrate demon bloodlines?
For a moment, all on the floating iceberg were silent.
Suddenly, someone cried out, “Look, what is that?!”
Following the voice, their eyes were drawn to where Lord Mengke previously positioned his Elemental State within the Pearl of Illusion, with alchemy items for aid, seemingly ready to gain the upper hand without any mishap. Yet, to their surprise, the situation seemed to have once again been flipped on its head.
Before Olucia’s perfect porcelain body now stood a towering figure.
With the beat of bony wings, a copious amount of rain was brought down. The bone armor shone with an eerie glow, mysterious runes surfacing on its surface.
The newcomer was none other than Iadase!
“Not only Nythotep, but why has Iadase come as well?” On the distant top of the tower, the Young Fire Demon Greaves looked in astonishment at the figure in bone armor.
“Nythotep had a reason to come; therefore, Iadase must have his own reason,” said Tantin, the steward, in a soft murmur, “Perhaps their reasons are the same, who knows?”
Standing in front of Olucia, Iadase faced Mengke across the way, the aura enveloping him gradually intensifying.
Meanwhile, Olucia silently watched him. After a long pause, it whispered, “As I thought, it’s due to an external influence, isn’t it?”
Iadase, looking rather pleased, responded with a faint smile, “No, it’s because I need to escape this fiery cage trap, which compelled me to come.”
Chapter 1166 Elemental State and Porcelain White True Form <TOC> Chapter 1168 Black Fire Nightmare