Chapter 1175 Clyde's Sigh <TOC> Chapter 1177 Sealing of the True Name
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Sanders stared into the shadowy passage ahead, watching as it gradually lit up, a mysterious wave emanating from within it, threatening to engulf him.
He paused for a moment, seemingly grasping the truth of this disturbance.
He cocked an eyebrow, murmuring softly, “Interesting.”
He didn’t resist the waves, or more accurately, in this tight tunnel, he was unable to.
As the ripple consumed him, a majestic voice reverberated in his ears,
“Honor my name, trace my path.”
As the voice fell, he observed a large collection of “treasures” begin to appear in the distant obscurity of the passage, treasures by his standard.
The legendary wizard’s manuscripts, lost experimental equipment, enigmatic alchemical creations, and precious materials.
A flash of avaricious red shimmered in Sanders’ eyes, but it quickly faded, replaced by contemplation.
Perhaps noting Sanders’ motionlessness, the distant passage’s door began to close slowly. The moment the door shut, Sanders heard a sigh as if it regretted his choice to halt.
After the sigh, the scene before Sanders flickered, and he returned to reality.
He was standing atop the Void Obelisk.
Not far away, Olucia lay suspended in mid-air, appearing as if asleep. Around her, many people were lost in frenzy, dancing wildly.
Clearly, they were experiencing the same “temptation” as before.
Sanders stepped back, realizing that once he drew closer to Olucia, he’d likely be submerged in that illusion. Despite the high degree of deceit in the illusion, a wizard like him could see through it at a glance. Yet the voice echoing in his ears could suppress all recent memory, weaving an illusory dream.
The voice was irresistible. Even for Sanders, if he continued to be immersed, he might end up led around like the others.
Therefore, Sanders retreated.
“As expected of Lord Phantom Master, you’ve returned to reality so quickly.” Mengke’s voice came from behind, “What do you think of this illusion?”
Sanders turned around. Mengke was the first to approach Olucia and the first to retreat. Clearly, he understood the challenge that illusion posed.
Sanders briefly narrated his experience, then said, “The ‘Treasure Temptation’ is an illusion, it is at the level of true knowledge, it has many loopholes, but accompanied by that strange whisper, it’s hard to escape once entrapped. However, I am more curious about the dark passage. I observed it carefully, it doesn’t seem to be an illusion.”
“Of course it’s real. Pass through that shadowy passage, and you’ll reach the Domain of her True Spirit,” A hint of inscrutability flashed in Mengke’s eyes, “Once you enter the True Spirit Domain…”
From afar, a wave of chilling screams began to reverberate throughout the area.
Sanders turned to gaze upon the horror. Several wizards’ bodies were exploding, their physical deaths not marking the end but the commencement of their spiritual demise. Their souls were sucked into a strange spectral apparition floating around Olucia.
“This is the fate that befalls those who dare to trespass the Domain of the True Spirit.” Mengke said, his voice filled with lamentation.
The unusual glow radiating from Olucia was indeed the manifestation of a Demon God Descendant’s True Spirit. While the True Spirit appeared to exist in reality, it was anchored in a different space-time continuum.
And that continuum was the Domain of the Flameless Lord. Olucia, as its Descendant, was granted the power to absorb souls through the True Spirit.
“The whispering voice in your ear is the power of Olucia’s True Name,” Mengke continued. “The power of the True Name deprives wizards of their judgement, deluding them with illusions. They are lured into the Domain of the True Spirit, only to be slaughtered by the Spirit lurking within, their soul energy harvested. That is what Olucia is currently doing.”
“So, she has activated both her True Spirit and True Name?” Sanders furrowed his brow. “It sounds like an inescapable predicament.”
Any attack on Olucia or even getting close to her would inevitably result in being dragged into the vortex of her True Spirit Domain. Even if one could resist the allure of the True Name, they would simply be expelled, still incapable of harming Olucia.
“But it’s not completely inescapable.”
Sanders cast a look, “Are you able to break this deadlock, Lord Mengke?”
Mengke nodded, then shook his head, “I cannot. However, someone else can. If one can suppress her True Name, resist its allure, and destroy all the vortexes leading into the Domain of the True Spirit, Olucia would be rendered powerless. Moreover, suppressing the True Name would prevent detection by the Demon God lurking behind her.”
A light of understanding flashed in Sanders’ eyes as he recalled something Flora had told him before their journey to the Abyss.
More than thirty years ago, Flora received a message from a traitor who had escaped from the Song of the Deep Sea. The traitor claimed that the Song of the Deep Sea had obtained a mysterious treasure related to the True Name of a Demon God.
Upon arriving at the Abyss, Sanders had received some inside information from Samantha; indeed, the Song of the Deep Sea had a treasure linked to the True Name.
“By ‘someone else can break this,’ you’re not referring to…” Sanders turned back, looking at Nereus standing beside Mengke.
“Correct, that would be me,” Nereus confirmed with an elegant smile, as if his previous malevolence was a mere illusion.
Mengke nodded with a smile, “Nereus possesses something that can suppress the True Name of the Demon God. With his help, we should be able to penetrate Olucia’s defenses.”
As he spoke, Mengke added with deep implications, “However, if the unleashing of the Nameless Scroll is interrupted or if an accident occurs, it would take a half-year buffer period to reactivate the Nameless Scroll. I do not wish for the plan to go awry due to personal issues.”
At this point, it was clear to Sanders what Mengke was implying.
Earlier, Sanders had found it rather peculiar that Mengke, ignoring Olucia, had suddenly struck up a conversation with him. It turned out that he was apprehensive about being ambushed by Sanders while Nereus was using the so-called ‘Nameless Scroll’.
A sarcastic smirk etched itself onto Sanders’ face.
“If no one breaks new ground, there would be no need for your worry, Lord Mengke,” Sanders’ insinuation was clear, he was not only including Nereus in the conversation but also subtly chastising Mengke for his inaction when Nereus had ambushed him initially.
Nereus’ smile slowly faded away, while Mengke’s expressions were obscured by a mask. However, the aura he exuded hinted at his displeasure.
Sanders didn’t care much whether Mengke was disgruntled. After all, he was merely stating the truth. Despite Angel feeding Mengke with valuable intelligence and information, when Nereus decided to ambush, Mengke, aware of it, had done nothing to stop him.
Sanders had no intention to probe into their stances. The fact remained that any harm inflicted upon Angel was tantamount to a slap on his face. Just like a thorn pricking his heart, he could maintain surface tranquility when it was left undiscussed. But once brought up, Sanders would naturally not back down.
“I will compensate Angel,” said Mengke in a tone void of emotions, “He will have an opportunity to access both the Blossom of Frost and Chapter of the Moon.”
Upon hearing Mengke’s words, not only was Sanders taken aback, but all the wizards present also expressed their astonishment. Especially Rivetta, who promptly took out her recording tome and quickly modified the previous information. Earlier, due to Angel’s contribution, Mengke had promised him the highest reward of Frost Moon, a choice between the Blossom of Frost and Chapter of the Moon. But now, Mengke stated that Angel had an opportunity to access both, effectively awarding him with the highest Frost Moon reward again!
The highest Frost Moon reward held an unprecedented allure for formal wizards. Even those of true knowledge could reap substantial gains from it!
Therefore, after the initial shock, envy, and underlying jealousy, and scheming pervaded the atmosphere.
After making this statement, Mengke paused before adding, “Also, I can overlook your previous actions.”
Previous actions? The crowd was puzzled, unaware of the specifics.
However, Sanders understood that Mengke was referring to his clandestine assassination of two Gravity Forest wizards with the Shadowlight Nightmare Double.
“After all, Angel is safe and sound now,” Mengke glanced at Angel, who was seemingly engrossed in studying the True Spirit around Olucia. He didn’t seem to notice what was happening here. Instead, it was Fafnir by Angel’s side who gave Mengke a cold glance with her green and red eyes, as if issuing a warning.
After contemplating in his mind for a moment, Sanders finally chuckled, “Helping Lord Mengke fulfill his plan was part of the agreement. How could I sabotage it? Just like how Canter and I readily came to help as soon as we could, right?”
Mengke cast a profound gaze at Sanders, then turned to Nereus, stating, “Now it’s your turn.”
Nereus gave a slight nod, and from his bosom, he produced a parchment bundle, bound together with golden threads.
An inkling formed within Sanders that this parchment bundle exuded a Mysterious Aura. It was likely that it housed the ‘Nameless Scroll.’
Earlier, he and Flora had speculated if the treasure related to the Demon God’s True Name that the Song of the Deep Sea had acquired was a Mysterious Object. At present, it seemed to indeed be the case.
However, a Mysterious Object that specifically targets the ‘True Name of a Demon God’ was quite unusual. Or could it be that this ‘Nameless Scroll’ works against everyone’s True Name?
If it were the latter, then it would be rather terrifying. Even if Mengke had previously mentioned that the ‘Nameless Scroll’ seemed to have a grace period of half a year, its brilliance couldn’t be easily concealed.
While Sanders was in his conjectures, Nereus had already flown to the edge of the area influenced by the True Spirit of Olucia. Unbinding the golden thread that held the Nameless Scroll, as it was opened, a Mysterious Aura permeated the area, piercing through the True Spirit’s influence, directly entering Olucia’s Domain.
Shortly thereafter, the Mysterious Aura flew back from Olucia’s side. Subsequently, this Mysterious Aura integrated itself into the Nameless Scroll, vanishing from sight.
Chapter 1175 Clyde's Sigh <TOC> Chapter 1177 Sealing of the True Name