Chapter 1177 Sealing of the True Name <TOC> Chapter 1179 Feng’s Peculiar Pleasure
Translator: SumTLMan
Regardless if it’s Nythotep and Iadase, or the human coalition, both camps have managed to grasp a solid understanding of the other’s characteristics and overall strength.
Enveloped in a mantle of rainclouds, Nythotep essentially enjoys an invincible status, with attacks on her proving highly ineffective. Hence, Mengke simply commands the wizards of true knowledge to restrain Nythotep in the same manner as before. His primary focus, however, is to swiftly dispose of Iadase.
Now, Iadase is under siege from Komodo and Mengke, temporarily pinned under their oppression and unable to retaliate.
However, apart from Nythotep’s rain cloak, the truth is that among the seven seat Great Demons of the Void Obelisk, Iadase, when it comes to defensive power, reigns supreme.
Despite being forced onto the defensive, Iadase’s thick bone armor continues to ward off a significant portion of the onslaught.
For a time, both sides remain locked in a deadlock.
In the midst of this, some human wizards attempt to quietly circumvent the battlefield, hoping to launch an attack on Olucia from behind. However, they end up either overwhelmed by energy waves or immobilized under sheer pressure, thus turning into easy targets and losing their lives.
The only high-end force that remains uncommitted in this confrontation is Fafnir.
If Fafnir were to intervene at this point, Olucia would indeed be within easy reach. However, Fafnir chooses to remain an impassive bystander, coolly awaiting the moment the ‘birdcage’ is unlocked, with no intention of joining the conflict.
The fight continues, full of sparkling lights and resounding booms.
Iadase, in the end, struggles to resist the dual assault of two quasi-legendary forces. He is driven back, step by step, while Nythotep, entangled by Samantha and other true knowledge wizards, cannot lend aid.
It becomes evident that the bone armor covering Iadase is starting to crack.
At this sight, the eyes of Mengke and Komodo light up, for they know that as soon as they breach Iadase’s defenses, the battle will come to an end.
Consequently, their offensive intensifies!
Following a clash of energies, at last, the bone armor on Iadase’s chest emits a ‘crack’ sound.
A multitude of spiderweb-like cracks begins to spread from the center of the armor. Fragments of bone fall away, much like when the wind blows over a weathered wall, peeling away flakes of old debris… Considering that the bone armor essentially forms the exoskeleton of Iadase, any damage inflicted upon it could deal a substantial blow to Iadase.
The glow in Iadase’s eyes begins to fade. He glances back at Olucia floating mid-air and sighs deeply.
Iadase withdraws.
When Iadase vacates his position, he leaves Olucia wide open behind him.
If they were to continue pursuing Iadase at this point, there’s a high probability they could finish him off completely. However, both Mengke and Komodo now set their sights entirely on Olucia and ignore Iadase once he flees.
Golden and crimson streaks of light, they swoop towards Olucia!
As it appears that Olucia’s doom is imminent…
Humming——
A dreadful pressure, like the weight of a storm-tossed sea, fell from the heavens without warning!
The chilling tension swept over all, covering demons and humans alike, leaving no trace of its arrival. Though devoid of murderous intent, this force towered over every living being present — even the likes of Mengke and Komodo were immobilized under its crushing might.
As if under a spell, every gaze was drawn upward, seeking the source of this unbearable force.
Above, the ‘Throne of Flames’ that once graced the heavens was no more; its burning essence now resided within the brow of Lord Night. With the fire’s disappearance came a signal that the Lord had obtained the ultimate authority.
Lord Night was accepted as the new Lord, both in terms of power and under the gaze of the World Will.
A new Demon Lord was truly born at that moment!
As the skyfire vanished, the outermost birdcage began to fade into an illusion. To the demons trapped in La Sutherland, it was the best possible news; but for the humans, it was a harbinger of an impending catastrophe.
When the birdcage dissipated entirely, the malevolent demons waiting outside, sharpening their claws for the imminent feast, were thwarted only by the residual might and awe that the birth of the new Lord had commanded.
However, Mengke knew, once this intimidating aura dwindled, the external demons would rush in without hesitation!
Mengke’s gaze darkened with this realization. They were short on time, and likely had only one chance.
That is, when Lord Night retracted his intimidating aura, they had to immediately whisk Olucia away and activate their trump card before the outside demons arrived — to escape La Sutherland!
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Mengke was confident he could pull this off, even if it meant surrendering the Source Fire to Komodo.
Yet, sometimes, the twist of fate surprises even those who consider every possibility.
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Sanders, too, was paralyzed by this daunting aura. He strained to turn his head, looking towards Angel.
Angel, at that moment, was also gazing towards the humans, his eyes meeting Sanders’ in a silent exchange.
Despite the lack of words, Angel understood Sanders’ intended message. He was to leave La Sutherland with Fafnir as soon as the oppressive force lifted.
This plan had been decided upon their initial meeting at the gate of the Void Obelisk.
Angel would continue accompanying Fafnir to Ice Valley to complete the mission given by Odeklaes. Afterwards, Sanders would find him there.
The reason Sanders reiterated this plan was the disheartening situation that unfolded.
Angel recognized that once the demons outside the birdcage stormed in, La Sutherland would erupt into chaos. The humans would undoubtedly be the prime target, and his sole chance of survival was to stick with Fafnir!
No demon would dare to touch a hair on Fafnir at this moment; in her presence, safety is a given.
Angel, with a gaze, signaled understanding. On receiving this, Sanders gently nodded, his heart releasing a held breath.
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Time was ticking away.
Everyone, including the demons, and the silhouettes beyond the void, were all waiting for the overwhelming pressure to cease.
When the surrounding frozen atmosphere began to gradually ease, the immobilizing pressure, like a receding tide, began to slowly retreat.
Sensing the ebbing pressure, Mengke’s gaze immediately shifted to Olucia, awaiting the complete dissolution of the pressure to execute his plan!
However, just then——
An exclamation echoed from the top of the tower. Everyone glanced over in puzzlement, only to see a Young Fire Demon, previously hidden in a crevice, suddenly pointing towards the painting on the pinnacle of the tower.
——This painting was naturally the one from which Lord Night had emerged through a vortex.
However, when the vortex vanished, the painting turned pitch black again, and Lord Night began to ascend to the throne, and since then, it has not garnered much attention.
But now, from the pitch-black painting, a ray of light began to slowly emerge from its very center.
Moreover, the radiance grew more and more intense, causing Greaves to gasp in astonishment.
The sudden change in the painting even caught the attention of Lord Night, who was getting acquainted with his new power. As he saw the gradually appearing light on the painting, a glimmer of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.
Memories sealed in the past, were abruptly unlocked.
In the beginning, after Feng had finished the painting, Night remembered expressing gratitude to him. The painting served as a vault for his raging inner flame, helping him retain his sanity and not be swayed by other emotions. This was one of the reasons for Night’s swift promotion to a Lord.
Night remembered Feng responding, “You needn’t thank me. This painting isn’t just for you; in a way, it’s helping me too.”
“Helping you? How so?” Night inquired, puzzled.
Feng didn’t respond but gave a cryptic smile and said to Night, “You’ll find out in due time.”
As his memory paused, Night gazed somewhat dazedly at the painting, witnessing its transformation. Even now, he did not comprehend what Feng meant by ‘the painting is also helping him’. But he guessed, perhaps the situation unfolding now was what Feng didn’t want to divulge initially?
Night made no move, only watched the painting quietly, anticipating its evolution.
When the radiance gradually dimmed, everyone finally saw the change in the painting——
In the heart of the pitch-black painting, a tiny glow suddenly appeared… This spark began to enlarge slowly, as if descending from a distant time and space into the painting, drawing nearer and nearer until at last, the true form of this tiny point was revealed.
It was a light yellow flame!
Moreover, when the flame took shape, it suddenly burst out of the painting.
The very moment this flame transformed from two-dimensions to three-dimensions, all creatures present felt a familiar fluctuation.
This is… the Source Fire!
“There’s absolutely no mistake, this is also the Source Fire!” declared a wizard cloaked in a robe of flames, his eyes greedily fixed on the light yellow flame standing in thin air.
“The fluctuation of this Source Fire seems even more intense than the purple and white Source Fire around Olucia before?” conjectured Rivetta. As the Wind Whisperer Witch, she keenly sensed a distinction in the fluctuations brought by the wind, obviously different from the Source Fire she had felt before.
Could it be that this pale yellow Source Fire possesses even greater power?
Drawing this conclusion, everyone present, including demons, watched the Source Fire with eyes filled with greed.
As for why a Source Fire would suddenly appear? They didn’t care, simply assuming it to be a remnant Source Fire from the previous vortex.
Only Lord Night, high above the heavens, knew for certain. When he had left that indescribable world, the residual Source Fires on his body had been purple and white.
This Source Fire certainly wasn’t brought from there by him.
And Lord Night was very familiar with that painting. If there had been a Source Fire, it would have been discovered hundreds of years ago.
So the answer was quite clear: this Appearing Source Fire likely came from Feng.
It remembered that Feng’s paintings seemed able to connect to other planar worlds. Therefore, it wasn’t a far stretch to believe that Feng could throw the Source Fire here from a distant place.
But the real question was, why would Feng do such a thing?
Chapter 1177 Sealing of the True Name <TOC> Chapter 1179 Feng’s Peculiar Pleasure