Chapter 1178 Appearing Source Fire <TOC> Chapter 1180 The Appearance of Popoca
Translator: SumTLMan
As Night, who was shrouded in confusion gazed upon the Source Fire, he couldn’t help but wonder, what would be the final fate of this primal flame?
Not only was Night intrigued, everyone present was equally curious. Even more so, they were all secretly hoping for the Source Fire to gravitate towards them.
The pale yellow Source Fire hovered in front of the painting, its flame swaying gently.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.
And amidst everyone’s anticipation, the Source Fire truly took flight. It completely disregarded the pressure exerted by Lord Night, fluttering about in the stagnant air.
However, the direction in which the Source Fire moved was towards Greaves.
Initially, the first Source Fire that Lord Night had brought from that world ended up flying towards Greaves. This caused Komodo to miss out on the Source Fire, which was ultimately claimed by Olucia.
When everyone noticed the direction of the Source Fire, their brows furrowed.
“Why is it that little demon again? What does it possess that attracts the Source Fire?”
Even Lord Night furrowed his brows. Did Feng leave this Source Fire for him? Could there be a deeper meaning behind all this?
While everyone was puzzled, Mengke’s eyes narrowed upon seeing this. He was thinking: if the Source Fire indeed flies towards the young fire demon Greaves, once the pressure passes, Komodo might abandon Olucia and turn towards Greaves. At that time, he might not only get Olucia’s bloodline but also the Source Fire on him?!
As Mengke was deep in thought, the Source Fire had already floated in front of Greaves.
Greaves was also startled, not expecting the Source Fire to drift to his side. He hesitated for a moment and then, with all his might, he stretched out his hand trying to seize the pale yellow Source Fire.
But just as his hand was about to touch the Source Fire, it suddenly performed a somersault and floated away.
Moreover, it drifted towards a direction completely opposite to Greaves.
“Huh, it didn’t choose Greaves?” As someone expressed their suspicion, they suddenly noticed that a large amount of flame had erupted from Komodo, and this flame was growing increasingly intense.
And the pale yellow Source Fire was drifting towards Komodo.
“So it was Komodo who was up to mischief?”
Seeing the Source Fire flying towards him, a glint of delight burst forth from Komodo’s eyes!
On the other hand, Mengke’s expression was somewhat unpleasant upon seeing this. The truth was that whoever the Source Fire chose would benefit Mengke, except if it chose Komodo. According to a demon’s greed, once Komodo obtained this Source Fire, he would undoubtedly contest for the Source Fire around Olucia.
Although he didn’t necessarily need the Source Fire on Olucia, it wouldn’t be a bad thing if he could get it.
Mengke squinted his eyes, watching the flames that were deliberately emitted from Komodo. He suddenly thought of something, his lips twitching slightly.
The first to receive Mengke’s message was Sineva, who paused for a moment, attempting to summon a flame outside her body.
The moment the flame appeared, Sineva visibly noticed the wavering hesitancy in the trajectory of the Source Fire towards Komodo.
Delighted by this sight, Sineva immediately summoned every ounce of her stored fiery power. Her actions also caught the eyes of the humans behind her. They were not fools; they understood from this spectacle that the Source Fire’s destination was probably related to the scent of flame.
Thus, in an instant, numerous flames burst forth from their bodies.
Specks of fire connected in the sky, hovering, displaying a certain aesthetic beauty.
With the emergence of a large number of flames, the pale-yellow Source Fire seemed to spin randomly, not moving towards Komodo but whimsically flying around.
Everyone hoped that the Source Fire would come to them, thus they released their flames with all their might.
Looking at this scene from high above, Night chuckled quietly in his heart.
They didn’t consider that if the Source Fire truly reacted to the flames, it should not be seeking them but him, the one who had just received the title of the Lord of Fire.
Since the first time the Source Fire had run away from Greaves, Night understood that its ownership must have been predestined by Feng. The whole scenario was probably related to the will Feng left on it.
After all, he was reminded of Feng’s Peculiar Pleasure… Night couldn’t help but chuckle, remembering the first time he met Feng, who was dressed as an elderly man, speaking with the weariness of someone who had seen it all.
At first, Night deeply respected this “senior”, but after spending some time with Feng, he realized that Feng’s behavior was even more mischievous than many naughty children.
It wasn’t until Feng revealed his true identity upon leaving that Night discovered that Feng’s previous “old demeanor” was entirely an act.
Therefore, seeing all these “skins” of the Source Fire, Night was almost certain that Feng’s will remained on it.
As Night had guessed, the Source Fire flew around humans, fluttering back and forth, until tired of the “game”, it no longer paid attention to them and drifted away.
Seeing this, everyone seemed to realize… had they been tricked by a fire?! In their eyes flashed indignation and anger, longing to see where this Source Fire would finally end up!
This time, the Source Fire was not influenced by other factors, neither “flame attraction” nor “strong wind” could affect it. It went straight towards one direction.
——Towards Fafnir.
Could Fafnir be the target of this Source Fire?
Mengke furrowed his brows, if Fafnir got the Source Fire, would Komodo dare to attack her? The odds seemed slim, it might even steal Olucia from him.
But Sanders, watching the Source Fire fly towards Fafnir, had a sudden sinking feeling. Everyone else thought that the Source Fire’s target would be Fafnir, but they seemed to forget that there was another person by Fafnir’s side.
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As Angel watched the pale-yellow Source Fire getting closer and closer, he initially thought that the Source Fire would belong to Fafnir.
Yet to his surprise, the Source Fire, instead of approaching Fafnir, hung right in front of him.
The Source Fire, so close that it was almost tangible, was radiating captivating fluctuations.
Angel stared at the faint yellow Source Fire, and for some unexplainable reason, he thought he saw a figure within the fire, grinning as it peered at him through the blaze.
“Could it be… me?” Angel murmured to himself.
Fafnir by his side snorted, though at such a close distance, Fafnir could easily seize the Source Fire. However, she remained still.
As Angel was engrossed in his thoughts, the Source Fire suddenly darted towards his face.
Angel instinctively ducked, avoiding the Source Fire.
The Source Fire swooped behind Angel, and seemingly affronted, it darted towards Angel at an even faster speed. Yet again, Angel averted his head to dodge.
Those who were observing were left speechless.
It was now evident to them that this Source Fire had a predetermined target right from the start. And shockingly, the target was Angel, who was seemingly the least powerful amongst them and who they had been overlooking all this while!
Everyone was taken aback that the Source Fire had chosen Angel.
“I’ve always said that Angel has been withholding information. His relationship with Lord Night is far from ordinary,” remarked the wizard from Gravity Forest, believing that the only one capable of controlling the Source Fire must be Lord Night.
“Not only that, did you notice that since our arrival in La Sutherland, Angel has been at the center of all occurrences,” another voiced out.
Everyone started recalling that Angel was indeed at the heart of everything from when he was the owner of the mysterious shop that changed the course of events in La Sutherland, to when he was the one who passed on most of the information and now even the Source Fire had chosen him.
Despite his tendency to remain on the fringes, the center of the whirlpool inexplicably shifted towards him.
Why was this the case? Everyone’s eyes instinctively turned towards Lucci.
They were hoping that Lucci, the only prophecy wizard amongst them, could provide an answer. But much to their disappointment, Lucci shook his head. He had secretly observed Angel quite some time ago and had nearly been backfired by his own divination.
With Lucci unable to provide an answer, their attention turned to Sanders.
Sanders remained expressionless and did not utter a word. Internally, however, he was sighing like the rest. His prior intuition had indeed come true.
Watching Angel exert all his effort to dodge the Source Fire, Sanders felt no ripples in his heart, instead, he felt a hint of amusement for some inexplicable reason.
In the end, Angel was unable to evade the Source Fire.
The soft, golden hue of the Source Fire tunneled into the Mark of Flame on his earlobe.
Even at the present moment, as Angel sensed the fluctuations of the Source Fire within the mark on his ear, he remained stupefied. He was completely in the dark as to why the Source Fire would choose him?
Although he too harbored a certain yearning for the Source Fire, this yearning stemmed from the captivating fluctuations it emitted. Beyond this, there was nothing compelling Angel to ardently desire possession of it.
Because he was well aware that once he acquired the Source Fire, he would inevitably become the target of a multitude of arrows.
Inside and outside the birdcage, almost all beings would turn their gaze towards him. At that point, leaving safely alongside Fafnir would be no simple task.
Therefore, rather than his desire for the Source Fire, Angel hoped more to avoid any unnecessary complications.
However, reality often ran contrary to his expectations.
Once Angel had confirmed the acquisition of the Source Fire, everyone’s eyes on him held a trace of jealousy and hatred. Not only had he obtained the Source Fire, but the fact that the Source Fire had a target, yet had led them on a merry chase beforehand, was infuriating!
In response to this, Angel felt wronged. He had never wanted it, so why had the Source Fire suddenly chosen him?
Angel raised his head to gaze at Lord Night floating in the high heavens.
Night seemed to feel Angel’s gaze and returned his look with calm eyes.
Angel expressed his confusion with his eyes. The appearance and choice of the Source Fire — the only possibility he could think of was that Lord Night was orchestrating events from behind the scenes.
However, Lord Night merely exchanged a quiet glance with him, his eyes void of any emotion, before turning his head away.
Chapter 1178 Appearing Source Fire <TOC> Chapter 1180 The Appearance of Popoca