Chapter 527 The Tragic Fate of Farja <TOC> Chapter 529 Creating Miracles
Translator: SumTLMan
The speaker was Loki, and although Farja had just tried to attack him, he didn’t actually dislike Farja.
It was probably the attraction of like-minded mischief-makers.
Despite dressing like a serious rebellious youth, Farja was actually only 14 or 15 years old. He wasn’t much older than Loki, who was pleased to meet someone of a similar age here and naturally quite friendly.
Loki’s friendly reminder made Farja pause, not understanding where Loki’s familiarity came from. But since he asked first, in the end, he just snorted and muttered, pulling out the Sword of Mer.
Farja’s Sword of Mer was also gray. After taking it out, he carefully sensed it with his mental power.
Before entering the Land of Demise, sensing the Sword of Mer with mental power yielded no response. But now, as he sensed it, he discovered a series of strange feelings.
When he sensed the Sword of Mer, he found that his perspective suddenly changed from a normal view to a bird’s-eye view, taking in the entire Land of Demise.
The Land of Demise was huge, and from his current perspective, it was divided into five areas.
The central area, glowing, was where the Purification Laws were located. Then, from the inside out, there were the gold, silver, white, and gray areas. Among them, the gold area was the smallest, and the gray area was the largest, with a difference of hundreds of times in area.
When Farja saw this distribution, he had a vague guess in his mind: “Could it be that the color of the Sword of Mer corresponds to the area?”
Loki nodded: “That’s right. Someone destroyed the temple of the City of Demise and roughly obtained some data from those priests. The gold area is estimated to have no more than 100 people, the silver area has a maximum of 1,000 people, and the most are the white and gray areas.”
“What’s the point of this seating arrangement? Is the purification ability stronger the closer you are to the center?” Farja wondered.
“That’s right, it’s more or less like that. So if there aren’t many impurities in your body, it doesn’t matter if you have a gray Sword of Mer. Besides, I’ve heard that the purification power this time will be extraordinary. Even if we are on the outskirts, our effect is comparable to the previous core area.” As Loki spoke, he secretly pointed at Jiebo with a sneer: “That guy Jiebo, his body is actually completely pure. He’s just wasting a spot in the gold area.”
After listening to Loki’s words, Farja felt a little depressed.
Over the years, he had been cultivating blood bats, and his body had many hidden injuries and chronic ailments. He hadn’t expected that the Sword of Mer he had fought so hard for would not allow him into the core area, depriving him of the highest-quality purification. This made him feel increasingly resentful. It was said that nine out of ten would die – how could so many people survive?! Otherwise, he might have been able to enjoy the purification in the front row area.
What Farja hadn’t considered was, if it were truly a matter of life and death, would he really be fortunate enough to be the unexpected survivor? That was hard to say.
Seeing Farja’s expression, Loki turned his eyes and took out his Sword of Mer, which was also a gray color: “There are many ways to obtain purification, and there’s no need to specifically use the Purification Garden. Our survival this time is the biggest opportunity. Think about that Purification Law… Tsk tsk, it’s not something anyone can comprehend just by getting close; it depends on talent and luck! Maybe we’ll be the ones to comprehend it?”
Loki casually included Farja in his circle of friends with his words. Farja frowned but eventually nodded.
Then, Farja began to ponder Loki’s words.
The Purification Law, who wouldn’t covet it?
“I was able to think of the sky as the exit in the Flying Fish World, which is enough to prove my intelligence,” Farja couldn’t help but daydream: “In the Purification Sea, I also obtained the Sword of Mer without any danger and had great luck to land near the Altar of Demise. This allowed me to arrive before the countdown ended… This shows that I also have great opportunities.”
I have intelligence, opportunities, and talent. That Purification Law should be mine to comprehend!
The more Farja thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed, and his eyes filled with hope.
Don’t think Farja was an exception; there were countless people present who shared his thoughts.
Everyone felt that they were special, that the heavens would favor them exclusively. So even if the odds were one in ten thousand, they still felt it was a 50/50 chance, either 50% success or 50% failure.
As Farja was lost in thought, Loki turned to another companion sitting on the White Rhino: Alan.
“Alan, you’ve been silent and seem a bit unhappy?” Farja asked suspiciously.
Alan was usually a cheerful person, so it was rare to see him in this state. That’s why Farja was especially curious.
Alan sighed: “In less than five minutes, the countdown will be over.”
Loki did the math and indeed, it seemed to be the case. However, wasn’t this something to be happy about? They would soon be purified, so what was there to worry about?
“When I was near Hermes just now, I looked down at the entire Altar of Demise from the sky, and I couldn’t find Angel’s trace anywhere. Has he not arrived yet?” Alan had also specifically paid attention to the situation outside the magic array but still hadn’t seen Angel.
It’s not that Alan had strong feelings for Angel. After all, among the entire Wizarding World, Alan only knew a few people. Angel was considered the most powerful one, and he also knew alchemy, which might help him out in the future.
So, Alan paid special attention to Angel’s whereabouts. But after searching for a long time, he still couldn’t find Angel, which gave him a vague sense of foreboding. Could it be that Angel had fallen?
“I don’t know, I haven’t seen him either,” Loki didn’t have Alan’s thoughts, and he laughed: “He probably hasn’t arrived yet. With Angel’s strength, there aren’t many opponents for him in the entire Purification Garden.”
After a pause, Loki whispered: “Maybe even Jiebo can’t win!”
Alan: “Probably, I’m just worried…” If Angel trips up here, it won’t be good.
“You’re talking about Angel, that Angel. Pat?” Farja suddenly approached, asking with a strange expression.
Alan: “Yes, that’s him. Do you know him too?”
Instead of answering the question, Farja’s eyes revealed joy: “He didn’t make it to the Altar of Demise? Hahaha, that’s the best news I’ve heard since I got here!”
Alan frowned: “Do you have a grudge against Angel?”
“No, I just hate him,” Farja hummed. He was secretly delighted, blaming Angel for getting caught by the patrolling Magic Eye last time. On top of that, Lord Talo personally praised Angel, which made him extremely uncomfortable. They were all second-level apprentices, what was there to praise? He had seen Angel from head to toe, and apart from being good-looking, there was nothing extraordinary about him.
Why did they think he was so amazing? If you want to talk about something amazing, did he have Jiebo’s bright and clear aura?
Farja always thought Angel’s reputation came from boasting, and Talo hadn’t witnessed it himself. He even praised Angel in front of him and asked him to learn from Angel. Why?
Now that Angel might not make it, he had a legitimate reason to refute Talo. If he couldn’t even survive in the Purification Garden, what was there for me to learn from him?
Farja was very pleased, but Alan was very worried. As time slowly approached the end, his mood became even more anxious.
Like Alan, others who had once received favors from the Ink Touch King were also paying attention to Angel’s whereabouts.
For example, Sunisha, Carvelyn, and Daniel.
Sunisha and Carvelyn also hovered in mid-air, forcefully seizing air superiority. Sunisha whispered: “Angel doesn’t seem to have appeared…”
Carvelyn: “Perhaps he can’t make it in time. We met far away earlier, and we had a directional teleportation array, which allowed us to arrive in time. Angel may not have such items. No matter how hard he tries, it’s difficult for him to cover this distance before the countdown ends. What a pity.”
At the same time, Jiebo, who was in the central position, kept looking back frequently.
However, he was wrapped in mist, so others couldn’t see his movements. But only he knew how often he looked back.
Because he was really scared.
In the Purification Garden, there were many people who wanted to kill him. Cherie and Mein were not a big deal. The main threat was the gifted one with the water attribute. It was terrifying that the ocean issue inside his body, half filled with flame-like toxins, had not been completely resolved. Now, he could only hope that the upcoming purification power could help cleanse it. If even that failed, he would have to seek the help of his mentor.
Jiebo prayed in secret, hoping that the mad woman would not show up. He used mist to hide his appearance so he could barely maintain the high image in people’s eyes. If that woman showed up… Jiebo shuddered and shook his head.
Just thinking about it made his legs tremble.
“Countdown: 1 minute.”
As the countdown entered the final stage, Alan shook his head, utterly disappointed. He didn’t expect the strongest person in his heart to make a mistake.
“The promotion ceremony is about to begin. Let’s go and find a place near the white area.” Alan sighed.
“Hermes has already cleared an area for us. Let’s go there,” Loki nodded, and when he left, he brought Farja with him. Farja looked a bit embarrassed. He had just been scolded by Hermes not long ago, and now he had to join them again… However, being closer to the center was better, so Farja reluctantly followed them.
In mid-air, Sunisha shook her head: “It seems that Angel really can’t make it. I originally planned to find an opportunity to secretly sign a spirit contract with him, so he could help me craft some things. But now it seems impossible.”
Jiebo looked at the countdown gradually coming to an end, and finally felt much better.
That woman was dead, so his embarrassing secret wouldn’t be exposed, and he lost an enemy who could defeat him in terms of abilities. It was great!
Just as everyone thought Angel was dead, a dark shadow suddenly flew across the sky above the Land of Demise.
The last ten seconds.
Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven…
As the number turned to “one,” the magical formation enveloping the Altar of Demise began to change slowly, and the barrier that separated the non-Sword of Mer apprentices slowly turned from transparent to milky white.
When the entire membrane of the Altar of Demise turned milky white, the final round of the blood sacrifice would begin:
Sacrifice the entire Purification Sea, sacrifice all the creatures in the sea, sacrifice all the apprentices who had not entered the Altar of Demise, and most importantly… the civilization sacrifice!
Using the fire of civilization, ignite the final salvo of the Purification Garden’s promotion!
As the entire Altar of Demise was about to transform into a milky-white color, a dark shadow with boundless power suddenly broke in!
“Made it?! Ha, really made it! Great! We made it!”
Before the person on the dark shadow could celebrate,
All the apprentices in the Altar of Demise were stunned, and even the wizards watching from the valley outside were all wide-eyed.
What… is this thing?!
Chapter 527 The Tragic Fate of Farja <TOC> Chapter 529 Creating Miracles