Chapter 1199: Section 1200 Absolute Overwhelming
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Panic? The Lord of the Flameless wondered why such an absurd and ridiculous emotion had surged within Them.
But the intense throbbing between Their brows, along with the suddenly burgeoning terror in Their heart, seemed to herald the ominous premonition of some impending disaster.
“No matter who he is, he has undoubtedly come from a distant time and space,” The Lord of the Flameless forcefully suppressed the panic within and kept reassuring Themselves: “And it’s not his true body that has come, just a strand of consciousness.”
“Even if his true body is formidable, the energy carried by the descending consciousness can’t possibly be much! So, there shouldn’t be anything to worry about.”
The Lord of the Flameless said this, but “his” arrival caused even time and space to come to a standstill.
And this suspension had somehow spread to Them as well.
——This Avatar had yet to form a complete Law Domain, so being unable to break free from the “time freeze” under these circumstances almost made sense. However, Their true Demon God Soul had descended directly from the Abyssal Depth, and yet even the Demon God True Spirit couldn’t move in this moment, which was truly inconceivable.
The Lord of the Flameless dared not delve deeper into this thought, for it would only intensify Their already panicked state.
“It’s just this moment, after all. The rules of Origin can’t be affected without eliciting the attention of the world’s will,” The Lord of the Flameless comforted Themselves. But They had forgotten that relying on the world’s will during a battle with an enemy was, in itself, a sign of weakness.
Just as The Lord of the Flameless had thought, the sensation of time being halted lasted only for an instant.
After the blink of an eye, the sounds of the wind continued to howl, and sparks and phosphorescence kept moving with the wind.
As The Lord of the Flameless breathed a sigh of relief, the Phantom Shadow opposite Them suddenly sprang into action at that very moment.
The Lord of the Flameless hesitated for a moment before responding. Their hesitation was actually a reflection on the previous bout of panic and indecisiveness about whether to recall the true Demon God Soul back to the Abyssal Depth immediately.
In the end, They chose not to summon back the true Soul, instead opting to test the attacking strength of the golden-haired Phantom Shadow.
If their manner of attack wasn’t much different from before, it might actually be worth staying to fight it out.
While The Lord of the Flameless was thinking this, the golden-haired figure suddenly disappeared from sight, as if they had instantly moved, appearing before The Lord of the Flameless without any warning!
“Damn it!” The Lord of the Flameless cursed inwardly!
They immediately unleashed the Flameless Fire, and strange fiery patterns emerged around Them, clashing against the golden-haired figure.
The enemy was too fast. There was no time to mount a defense, so The Lord of the Flameless decided to go on the offensive!
The Lord of the Flameless thought that if the opponent didn’t dodge, it would merely result in mutual damage, and if they dodged Their attack, the opportunity they had created would vanish.
They had a good plan, but when They launched Their fiery patterned attack, They found that it didn’t connect with anything, as if striking the air.
As They pondered in confusion, Their peripheral vision caught sight of the figure passing right through Them.
Pass through Them?
The Lord of the Flameless was stunned for a moment, not yet comprehending what had happened, when suddenly a thick red mist flashed before Their eyes.
In the moment the red mist appeared, the wind’s howl softened, time seemed to slow, and everything fell eerily silent. Yet The Lord of the Flameless’s thoughts were unaffected; Their senses were even more acute. They could hear the roaring of the Gale, the sounds of Greerwu’s intestines moving, the noise of Popota’s flesh collapsing… All sounds, scents, and sights were in high definition.
When Their attention returned to the red mist before Their eyes, They finally understood its true nature.
It was an optical illusion caused by blood spurting out.
Blood? Why would there be blood?
Something clicked in The Lord of the Flameless’s mind, and They looked down to see Their porcelain white chest now bore a massive, gaping wound, clear through from front to back, hollow inside.
The heart that resided there was utterly gone.
As The Lord of the Flameless’s realization dawned, the delayed agony rushed into Their thoughts, and the decelerated time also returned to normal.
“So fast!” So fast that The Lord of the Flameless experienced a deceptive slowness of time, so fast that before They could react, everything was already over.
They had thought the opponent would use a Green Pattern, but that did not happen.
Brute simplicity, terrifying explosive force, breaking through the physical body’s defenses in an instant!
And before The Lord of the Flameless could even sense it, the fight was over.
The source of energy for this Avatar was the heart. With the heart vanished, this Demon God Avatar would completely cease to function.
The Lord of the Flameless’s eyes transitioned from chaos to clarity, from panic to calm, and finally, slowly turned vicious.
Since the Avatar was now useless, They decided to make one last retaliation while the brain was still in control—
Using Their body as a medium, Their bloodline as fuel, to detonate all remaining flesh and energy!
The Lord of the Flameless made such a resolute decision, not with the expectation of severely injuring the golden-haired Phantom Shadow; They knew it was improbable. The explosion was merely to conceal the information of Their own bloodline.
However, before The Lord of the Flameless could act, They felt a tingling at the back of Their skull.
Before They could comprehend where this numbness came from, Their consciousness plunged into an endless void of darkness.
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Lord of the Flameless had no idea what had happened, but Greerwu had seen everything clearly. The figure with long golden hair, after passing through Lord of the Flameless’s body, slowly reached out a hand, and aimed the palm at Lord of the Flameless’s head.
A thunderous boom resounded.
Greerwu’s eyes were stabbed by the intense white light, causing them to involuntarily close. When Greerwu opened his eyes again, Lord of the Flameless’s head had already been blown to pieces.
Streams of red and white fluid, as well as shattered bone fragments, burst forth.
In the backlight, the headless corpse of the Demon God avatar, knees buckling, fell with a thud, slowly kneeling; blood gushing like a fountain, then it heavily crashed to the ground.