Chapter 1188 Avatar of the Demon God <TOC> Chapter 1190 The Path of Olucia
Translator: SumTLMan
Greaves paused, gazing at the Flameless Lord who was locked in a skirmish with Popoca, his eyes filled with confusion. “I heard Lady Olucia mention that the Avatars produced by the Flameless Lord nowadays can attain power close to a Demon Lord, and in conjunction with the powers of a Demon God, can even defeat one!”
“However, it seems the power of this Demon God Avatar has significantly diminished, why is that?”
“Could it be, like us, he encountered a mishap in the void?” Greaves mumbled under his breath.
While Greaves was simply venting about the series of unfortunate events he had encountered in the void, unbeknownst to him, he was, to some degree, surprisingly accurate.
However, the Flameless Lord didn’t just encounter an accident in the void, but rather the aftermath of a doom curse…
Regardless, whether it’s the Demon God in the flesh or its Avatar, and whether its strength is at its peak or in a trough, it is not a subject that either Angel or Greaves can discuss.
To them, they are all the same — insurmountable mountains.
At present, the only one here who can stand up against this mountain is Popoca.
However, from the start to end, Popoca has been on the back foot, making Angel’s mood sink even deeper.
Angel’s gaze drifts towards Olucia in the distance. Truth be told, the root cause of the current catastrophe is Popoca taking Olucia away. If Popoca had only taken the Source Fire from Olucia initially, perhaps this disaster could have been avoided.
However, it is likely Popoca had planned from the start to offer Olucia as a sacrifice to the Profound Lord. Therefore, there’s no room for “ifs.” The current scenario could have been an inevitable outcome, even without Toby’s doom curse.
As Angel mulled over this, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Olucia’s finger twitch…
…
“The Source Fire is the key, beckoning the boundless void, leading to the time of yore. The glory buried in Asgard will eventually be unveiled.”
The voices whispering in his ear were those of the ancient divine followers, sending out an invitation to the future seekers.
Thus, Olucia activated the divine flame relic she stumbled upon, her soul plunging into this lost world.
Olucia knew that the situation outside was precarious, but she had to take a gamble. She hoped that the activation of her True Spirit and True Name could buy some time.
The so-called lost world was, in fact, a sliver of the olden times preserved within the cracks of space-time.
And these ‘olden days’ referred to the era before the fall of the gods.
It was an era of grandeur, a time when countless Demon Gods rose in unison, propelling the Abyss to unimaginable heights. Simultaneously, it was an epoch shrouded in obscurity, and obscurity entails that it would eventually be erased.
As was indeed the case, the ancient times had faded into oblivion, with the only remnant being the images lingering in the crevices of space-time.
Even knowing this, Olucia held a profound fascination for that era. For it was a period when even the most humble of creatures had the potential to ascend to divinity.
Olucia yearned to find her own path here.
When the divine flame relic transported her divine soul to this antiquated world, Olucia initially presumed that it wouldn’t be too vast. Perhaps, it was a fragment of time frozen, akin to the resting place of the Resurrection Witch — Balalaika.
However, upon delving into her exploration, Olucia found this world to be immensely vast.
The Glory Front Station, the initial staging post for the journey to ‘Asgard’, the birthplace of gods, was recreated in its entirety.
Today’s Glory Front Station is but a vast expanse of ruins in the layers of the Abyss, on par with an entire plane.
Yet the Glory Front Station before her was as bustling as of yore, with its unique civilizations, the Fire Devotees, and the astonishing mega-cities… On the Wasteland Plane, no city could rival the former Glory Front Station; even in other phase planes she had visited, such as those of Pride, Greed, and Lust, there was no city that could match its prosperity.
And this was merely the Glory Front Station, not the true Birthplace of the Gods.
However, no matter how prosperous, it was still a part of the ancient world. Much like Balalaika’s Resting Ground, time here was frozen, all its splendor captured in that singular moment, with not a whisper of wind or a drop of rain, even the air seemed stagnant.
In such a vast world, finding the way to Asgard from within the Glory Front Station was an exceptionally challenging task for Olucia.
Moreover, there were numerous prohibitions within the Glory Front Station. Although unguarded, it still required skill to dispel them.
In other words, Olucia had to scour the vast expanse of the Glory Front Station for various pieces of information, dispelling countless prohibitions to reconstruct the original route to Asgard.
This was no simple feat. Even for someone of Olucia’s caliber, it would take a considerable amount of time.
Luckily, Olucia knew that time here likely differed from that of the outside world.
However, without any means of contact with the exterior world, she couldn’t determine the exact difference.
Her only link to the outer world was the divine flame relic lodged within her forehead. But this artifact could only perceive the status of the Source Fire in the exterior world and couldn’t inform Olucia of the time elapsed.
Olucia operated under the assumption that “once the exterior Source Fire disappears,” it would likely mean that the Source Fire was stolen and her True Spirit and True Name have been unraveled.
Hence, she must find the route to Asgard and a way out of here before the Source Fire vanishes.
And so, time kept on trickling away.
In this erstwhile plane, Olucia ceaselessly pursued, and after half a month, she stumbled upon a symbol of Asgard. Guided by this pattern, Olucia spent months unlocking various restrictions and mechanisms, and in an inconspicuous hole in the Glory Front Station, she found the passage directed by the divine flame relic.
Olucia was absolutely exhilarated.
Upon finding this passage, a coordinate was added to the mark on Olucia’s brow — the location of the Lost City of Asgard, the place that Olucia had long yearned to visit.
The mission was a resounding success.
What remained was the departure.
The passage before Olucia, for the ancient world, was a pathway back to reality once crossed.
Olucia could sense the Source Fire within it still burning, suggesting that despite the lengthy duration spent here, perhaps only a brief moment had passed in the external world, and maybe her True Spirit and True Name had not yet been broken.
Embracing this optimistic vision, Olucia stepped into the passage.
Olucia’s soul treaded in the dark passage, aware that the exit might be just ahead. However, the closer she moved toward the exit, the more a sense of unease grew. A familiar oppression weighed on her soul, causing a faint sensation.
“This pressure, it seems to be… Her?” A sudden realization made Olucia’s heart skip a beat.
Before venturing to ignite the divine flame relic, Tantin had advised waiting for Giallar’s arrival.
However, Olucia understood clearly. Although Giallar appeared friendly on the surface, he was ultimately a servant of the Flameless Lord, and all judgments were made based on the Flameless Lord’s actions.
Olucia’s intention to diverge from the path of the Flameless Lord constituted a form of “betrayal” in Her eyes. If Giallar arrived, he might hinder Olucia’s progress.
Thus, Olucia did not adopt Tantin’s suggestion and chose a solitary path.
But now, she didn’t sense Giallar’s pressure. Instead, she felt Her — the Flameless Lord’s pressure?!
Could it be that the Flameless Lord had come personally?
Olucia froze, a gloomy emotion emerging in her heart. If She truly arrived, could her plan still come to fruition?
Standing still wasn’t an option. Olucia slowly made her way toward the entrance of the passage.
As her soul was about to be repositioned, Olucia heard a rustling sound from outside.
Listening closely, it seemed to be Greaves and… the human shop owner who had masqueraded as a native in the Phantasmagoria Cabin?
Olucia didn’t know how Greaves and the shop owner ended up together, but from their conversation, Olucia gathered they were discussing the Flameless Lord. Their tones carried a mix of helplessness, caution, and a hint of despair…
A cloud of gloom descended upon Olucia’s heart. It seemed She really had come.
Suddenly, a human named Angel asked, “Earlier, the Flameless Lord mentioned she was going to send Olucia to oblivion. What does this oblivion mean?”
Oblivion?
Olucia found herself taken aback.
The Flameless Lord not only showed up but uttered such words?
After a hushed interlude, Greaves finally voiced, “Oblivion signifies the cessation of a soul.”
“As to why the Flameless Lord wishes to do so, I am unsure. Yet, I recall hearing from our steward, Tantin, that the relationship between Lady Olucia and the Flameless Lord has been anything but cordial. Otherwise, Lady Olucia wouldn’t have sealed her True Form, True Spirit, and True Name.”
Guilt heavily laden in Greaves’ words. In the past, due to his playful nature, he had been oblivious to many matters.
Yet, his words indirectly validated the truth of Angel’s utterance.
She really intended to let herself pass into Oblivion! A shudder passed through Olucia’s soul; the joy she had felt at finding the coordinates to Asgard had vanished.
“If the Flameless Lord means harm to Olucia, would she resist him if she were to awaken?”
Angel’s voice drifted into Olucia’s ears.
She knew Angel was conversing with Greaves, but it felt as if he was standing in front of her, questioning her directly.
Would you dare defy the Flameless Lord?
Dare you?
Olucia remained answerless, instead silently progressing towards the exit of the passage.
When her soul and physical form were about to reconverge, she heard Greaves’ reply: “Lady Olucia will certainly resist.”
A decisive response, devoid of any hesitations, doubts, or reservations.
The very next moment, Olucia heard Angel say, “It seems she has awoken.”
Chapter 1188 Avatar of the Demon God <TOC> Chapter 1190 The Path of Olucia