c1196: Light and Shadow Overlap

Chapter 1195: Section 1196 Light and Shadow Overlap

In a desolate landscape enshrouded in darkness, a lone, luxurious library stood.

Inside the library, a petite demon suddenly raised its head, looking towards the endless Void.

“With but a glance, I pierced through the disorderly fabric of time and space, thoughts traversing in an instant, how terrifying!” a deep voice said, trembling noticeably, “Indeed, it was wise not to have left a mark on him back then.”

This petite demon was none other than the Cruel Scholar.

When his statue, the item of descent, was drenched in Angel’s blood, the Cruel Scholar had already sensed it. Initially thinking that Angel planned to use the item of descent, he preemptively attached his consciousness to it.

Likewise, he secretly lured Popota to persuade Angel to use the item of descent.

However, in the end, Angel still had no intention of interacting with the item of descent, let alone activating it.

As the Cruel Scholar regretted this, Angel confronted the avatar of the Lord of the Flameless.

Subsequently, the Cruel Scholar sensed those terrifying eyes, and even though the other was still in a far-reaching temporal and spatial distance, that massive consciousness had instantly arrived!

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His consciousness, attached to the item of descent, had not even been discovered by the Lord of the Flameless, yet those eyes looked directly at it.

Forcibly driving the Cruel Scholar’s consciousness out of the item of descent.

It felt as if, despite living in one’s own home, one was being forcibly expelled by a stranger. And he didn’t dare to object, even now… even attempting to cast his gaze towards that world seemed to be obscured by a seemingly nonexistent barrier.

“Such a level of energy, is indeed akin to a ‘miracle’,” the Cruel Scholar murmured, his face showing fright. Fortunate that he hadn’t forced his will upon that human.

The Cruel Scholar watched the hazy world behind the Void, awaiting the moment it would unveil itself.

He wanted to know the fate that would befall the avatar of the Lord of the Flameless in the end?

This would involve the future, and how the Cruel Scholar would reassess Angel’s value.

As the Cruel Scholar kept his gaze on the world obscured by the barrier, his tail was swishing rapidly, searching among a pile of books for information about that world.

It was a world that even the Cruel Scholar, when attaching his consciousness, could not be certain of its location.

He always found it a little peculiar.

The Lord of the Flameless felt as though he had been dragged into an infinite space filled with chaos and darkness.

All around was the chaotic Void.

The only thing he could sense was a pair of eyes filled with endless brutal coldness, located far beyond the spatiotemporal distance.

The eyes stared directly at the Lord of the Flameless, their calm devoid of any ripples, yet the coldness conveyed through them caused sweat to form on his back.

Merely being observed, the Lord of the Flameless felt his spirit strongly oppressed.

“What is this? Could it be something that human has concocted?” Although the Lord of the Flameless had become somewhat wary of Angel, he refused to believe that a human not even qualified as an Official Wizard could exert such intense pressure on him.

Could it be some kind of Mysterious Object?

The only explanation the Lord of the Flameless could conceive of was that the human was exerting pressure on him through a Mysterious Object.

If indeed that was the case, the only method now would be to kill that human first!

With this in mind, he flicked a Flameless Fire from the tip of his finger, enduring the dreadful oppression brought on by the gaze.

Although he felt he was in the chaotic Void, he guessed that this place might be a special Illusionary Realm. So he flicked the normally enveloped Flameless Fire from his fingertip without hesitation.

After he did so, for some reason, the Lord of the Flameless heard a snicker in his ear.

Before he could discern it, he suddenly saw one of the eyes in the darkness turn into a star, illuminating countless worlds.

In the blinding light, a figure leapt out from the star, crossing the vast spatial distance, and arriving in front of the Lord of the Flameless in an instant.

The Lord of the Flameless could not make out the specifics of the figure, only feeling a wisp of long golden hair brushing past, followed by a fierce explosion of white light.

After the white light, the dark chaotic Void receded like a theater curtain drawing back.

The Lord of the Flameless was initially startled, then his tense mood relaxed somewhat, convinced that it must have been the Flameless Fire he had flicked earlier taking effect.

However, when he raised his head to look at the other side, his gaze suddenly froze.

The Flameless Fire had not corroded the human as he had imagined; instead, it hovered in front of the human.

It wasn’t truly hovering. The Lord of the Flameless noticed behind the human, a mass of strange green patterns had emerged, like numerous vines that blocked his Flameless Fire.

“Are these green patterns the power of the Mysterious Object?” the Lord of the Flameless speculated silently, “However, I don’t feel the aura of a Mysterious Object being emitted. Or perhaps, could this human actually be a bearer of the Mysterious Object?”

Once in the Face of Gluttony, the Lord of the Flameless encountered a mud devil killed by the Nameless Mist. A section of this mud devil’s backbone was a Mysterious Object.

The birth of a Mysterious Object sometimes does not follow natural laws, with even a biological body likely becoming the breeding ground for the mysterious.

While the Lord of the Flameless speculated thus, the green patterns resisting the Flameless Fire suddenly shattered.

Greerwu had previously thought the shopkeeper would use a Subduing Object, otherwise, how would he dare to emit a fighting intent towards the Lord of the Flameless? But to its surprise, the shopkeeper showed no intention of using a Subduing Object at all. Instead, strange green patterns emerged from his back, blocking the flames released by the Lord of the Flameless.

In Greerwu’s perspective, the Flameless Fire was but a casual attack from the Lord of the Flameless. However, what it did not know was that the Lord of the Flameless’s consciousness had already been dragged into the world of Void by a gaze from beyond the heavens, and that the Flameless Fire was an attack released out of sheer necessity.

When the green patterns shattered, Greerwu thought to itself: It’s over!