Chapter 1208 Witch Tong <TOC> Chapter 1210 The Domain Rune
Translator: SumTLMan
A dense fog of verdant radiance, carried by the gentle breeze, spread across the entire continent.
Points of light fell directly.
Everything was being mended.
Angel even noticed that these points of light had barely saved Popoca’s crumbling body, keeping him on the verge of life.
The only disappointment for Angel was that despite standing at the closest proximity, these points of light bestowed no advantages upon him. Even worse, they didn’t land on him at all.
Even when he deliberately tried to intercept them, the points of light circumvented him.
Seeing this situation, Angel could only sigh internally. Perhaps these points of light were only useful to the wounded. Currently, Angel himself bore no injuries. In fact, he could clearly sense that his physical condition had reached its zenith since birth.
All the old, necrotic cells in his body had been purged through continuous regenerations. Angel felt every drop of his blood, every single cell, brimming with an unprecedented vibrant energy.
With the formidable foundation of his physical body, Angel even harbored an illusion: he felt bold enough to challenge a formal wizard.
Lowering his gaze, Angel clenched his fist. The feedback from his muscles and bones, along with the sound of air compression from his grip, spoke volumes about the radical transformation of his physical state.
This change led him to ponder: perhaps surpassing a formal wizard in physical prowess was not an illusion after all. The strength of his current physical body was such that even Angel himself didn’t know its limits.
Since these points of light held no benefits for him, Angel willingly immersed himself in a deep reflection about his own power.
As Angel was engrossed in self-perception, time gradually passed.
After a while, perhaps half a day, or one day, or two days…
The falling points of light had disappeared. The cracks in the earth had all healed. The floating light fog had also vanished.
Even the gusty wind had ceased.
All that remained at the spot was the bare, luminous green trunk.
At that moment, this last trunk erupted with a dazzling bright light.
Accompanying the intense light was a surging stream of energy, kicking up countless strands of white mist. Even Greaves had to forcibly interrupt the attempt to unlock his hidden powers in the face of this energy torrent and fly towards the distance.
Thanks to the repair of the points of light, Popoca had temporarily stopped his physical collapse. However, the energy inside his body, which wasn’t his own, had almost completely dissipated. He couldn’t escape, so he forcibly pressed the ground, creating a pit, and hid inside.
The tide of energy was indeed terrifying, resembling light shrapnel splashing in every direction at an extremely high speed, infusing the final surge of power into the continent.
However, what stunned both Popoca and Greaves was that this flood, which could easily spell doom for them if they were not careful, didn’t seem to affect Angel in the distance at all.
Amid the blinding light, Angel stood steadfast, with shadows noticeably crisscrossing around him.
The bright light appeared and dissipated just as quickly.
When the light halo faded, the “tree trunk” was no longer in sight. The vast expanse lay barren with only Angel still standing stoically.
……
At this moment, if one were to observe this sealed continent from the void, it was obvious that the enormous tree shadow that once shocked the whole Abyss had turned into numerous green rays, shrouding the continent.
The powerful beings, who had long cast their greedy gazes on this place, felt their hearts skip a beat upon witnessing this spectacle.
“Damn! The collective consciousness of the continent is going to snatch away this True Spirit power!”
Once this thought surfaced, all those who had been coveting in the dark began to make their move.
They had previously assumed that perhaps the unknown strong individual who had slain the True Spirit of the Demon God would claim this True Spirit power, hence they dared not act and simply watched quietly from afar.
But now, seeing the True Spirit power nourishing the continent, they instantly realized that perhaps that unknown strong individual had already left.
Otherwise, why would such an enormous power be left to the dying and desolate continent?
Given that it’s a dying continent, it also implies that the collective consciousness of the continent isn’t strong. It couldn’t possibly seize the True Spirit power when facing that unknown strong individual. But now, these True Spirit powers seemed to be spread across the whole continent, which indicated that the unknown individual had indeed left.
If they were to put themselves in that individual’s shoes, they would never leave the True Spirit power to the collective consciousness of the continent.
With this thought, these hidden watchers couldn’t help but want to rush to the continent in an attempt to snatch the True Spirit power.
Countless figures flew towards the continent enveloped in green light.
Each figure represented the top forces of the Abyss, including a considerable number of Demon Lords!
However, when these figures hurriedly tore open the space, trying to descend on the continent, they found that someone had already “beaten them to the punch”.
And the one who beat them to it was a being they couldn’t afford to provoke, nor dared to.
……
“The True Spirit power has completely disappeared?” Greaves asked, bewildered as he felt the surroundings.
Traces of the True Spirit power still faintly lingered in the air, but such traces were beginning to fade.
It was only then that Greaves suddenly understood that what the shop owner had done just now was to disperse the True Spirit power to the continent… Greaves didn’t have much understanding of this continent, so he had no idea why Angel did what he did.
Greaves simply felt it was a pity.
A sliver of True Spirit power infused into his being, mending his wounds and nearly awakening the dormant power within. Suppose he could acquire more of such power, wouldn’t he virtually ascend to the heavens in a single stride?
Greaves was nurturing a beautiful dream, yet he was aware that with his current strength, he simply couldn’t contain any more energy.
Although Greaves felt regretful, considering the way things have developed, he conceded. After all, the authority to allocate the True Spirit power didn’t belong to him.
With this thought, Greaves cast away his wild imaginations, lifting his head to gaze into the distance.
Since all the True Spirit power had now vanished, it meant that everything was calm here? Greaves glanced at Olucia’s soul in the distance, contemplating… should he venture to take it now?
But, before Greaves could take any action, a sudden change occurred——
Black clouds from an unknown location, carrying a thunderous sound, filled the sky.
When a bolt of lightning lit up the horizon,
A grand, imposing divine might shrouded the entire continent.
“This feeling… It’s the Will of the Abyss!” Greaves looked up at the turbulent black clouds in the sky, his eyes filled with terror.
Why would the Will of the Abyss suddenly descend?
In Greaves’ recollection, the Will of the Abyss only appeared when earth-shattering events occurred. For example, during the conferment of a lord’s throne, the birth of a new Demon God… and so on. Only then would the Will of the Abyss descend.
But now, neither was there the birth of a Demon God nor a lord’s promotion, so why would the Will of the Abyss appear?
Regarding Greaves’ doubts, the only one capable of explaining them in the field would probably be Angel.
Angel, sensing the dazzling divine might, finally felt the taut string in his heart loosening. Just as the message left by that individual said, when he dispersed the True Spirit power into the continent, the Will of the Abyss appeared.
The emergence of the Will of the Abyss also signaled that he was temporarily safe.
The continent on the verge of capsizing was regaining its vitality, which, to the World Will, was a positive event. It would not dissipate until the continent recovered from its state of capsizing.
During this period, it was utterly impossible for outsiders to intrude, so he didn’t need to worry about foreign dangers.
Angel glanced around. It was still the brown-red barren land as before, with no apparent changes. He initially thought that the rejuvenated continent would brim with vibrant vegetation, adorned with flowers blooming all over, and cascading waterfalls. It seemed he had misjudged.
Whether the continent had vitality or not seemed not to be determined by its natural landscape.
Ssshhhh——
Following another flash of lightning, a torrential downpour suddenly began.
Rain threads woven into a sheet of white, beyond which, the distant lava pool spews billowing plumes of smoke.
The scent of sulfur at Angel’s nostrils gradually yielded to the crisp fragrance of rainwater. He looked up into the sky. Despite the roiling storm clouds and streaking lightning, an inexplicable feeling of relief washed over him — the previously oppressive silence of the sky seemed to have evaporated.
In the downpour, Angel didn’t feel any discomfort. Instead, he was filled with an inexplicable joy.
Notably, the subtle sounds of the rainwater seeping into the earth augmented Angel’s pleasure.
Angel pondered for a moment and recognized the source of his delight. It wasn’t the rain itself, but the land beneath his feet.
Almost unknowingly, he felt an uncanny connection with this world.
A Sense of Familiarity.
Could it be due to the release of the True Spirit power into the earth that this strange bond was established?
If one considered this continent a living organism, Angel had, in a way, saved this creature on the brink of extinction.
Could this be why the collective consciousness of this continent felt such an affinity for Angel?
Angel felt a slight inkling that this might be the reason why that individual didn’t release the green tree himself but instead entrusted this task to Angel.
Perhaps this was the truth. However, Angel was still slightly puzzled. What could be the benefits of this affinity with the continent?
His question was answered almost immediately.
For Angel soon discovered the first benefit of his affinity with the continental collective consciousness.
While on this continent, he seemed unaffected by the Will of the Abyss.
The arrival of the Will of the Abyss instilled awe in all life forms on the continent. Angel was no exception. He was in awe of the Will of the Abyss, but he wasn’t subjected to any negative effects.
Greaves and Popoca seemed entirely different from Angel now. Under the influence of the Will of the Abyss, Greaves lowered his head in subtle tremors, barely able to move. As for Popoca, he suffered more as an otherworldly life form. He was almost flattened to the ground, limbs rendered motionless under immense pressure.
Angel, too, could be considered an otherworldly life form in relation to the Will of the Abyss, but he was completely unaffected.
“It seems that this is quite a beneficial advantage,” Angel murmured to himself. With that, he took his first steps towards Toby’s location.