“The Demon God avatar… just died like that?”
“Just like that, in one or two moves, or should I say, with a single strike, He was left with no room to turn around?!”
Greerwu was stunned.
The despair from one second ago, yet in the blink of an eye, the situation had reversed again. And this time, it was an absolute crushing!
It was so effortless it didn’t seem like a battle against a Demon God avatar, but more like squashing an insignificant ant.
Greerwu looked at the golden-haired figure in the distance against the light, with a trace of terror in his eyes, but also with longing and a deep, heartfelt reverence.
This scene was like a deep steel stamp in Greerwu’s mind, never to be erased.
…
When the Demon God avatar fell, a sudden roar filled with rage erupted in the dark void of the Abyssal Depth.
And the source of the roar was Lord of the Flameless’s true body.
With Lord of the Flameless’s roar, countless followers in different worlds knelt before the emblem of the Flameless Fire, trembling.
His roar once again drew many gazes, some even from ancient entities.
They were puzzled, what had happened to the Lord of the Flameless?
Moments before, He was radiating joy, spreading the gospel to His disciples. But in the blink of an eye, He erupted in thundering rage?
For the Demon Gods, their emotions had been worn down by the endless passage of time. Naturally, they were curious about Lord of the Flameless’s sudden joy and fury.
At that moment, in the library where the Cruel Scholar resided, a conversation was stirring due to the emotional shift of Lord of the Flameless.
“The Mirror of Desires told me that you might know something,” a voice reached the ears of the Cruel Scholar. The voice was exceedingly gentle, like a velvet feather touching the heart, inexplicably causing itchiness.
“I was wondering who would come to find me at this time; it turns out to be the Demon God of Ominous Evil Play.” The Demon God of Ominous Evil Play, also known as the “Ominous Evil Play,” is most adept at manipulating desires and human hearts.
The Cruel Scholar responded without looking up, knowing that the other party was just transmitting their voice through the void, actually very distant from Himself.
After a deep, heart-stirring chuckle, the Ominous Evil Play continued, “What happened with Lord of the Flameless, you should know, shouldn’t you?”
The Cruel Scholar’s gaze turned back, glanced at the Abyssal Depth where Lord of the Flameless resided, a hint of deep contemplation in His eyes.
Lord of the Flameless’s transition from joy to anger was very brief.
Previously, the Cruel Scholar had thought that it was possible Lord of the Flameless had defeated that being from beyond space and time and gained some benefit from it. But now it seemed He might have guessed wrong?
“Since the Mirror of Desires told you to come to me, then why not directly ask, about what’s happened to Lord of the Flameless?” the Cruel Scholar counterquestioned.
“It can’t sense it; it says something strange energy has blocked it,” the Ominous Evil Play’s tone was filled with intense curiosity: “To effortlessly mask the Mirror of Desires’s senses, I’m very curious about what’s happened to Lord of the Flameless.”
After a long silence, the Cruel Scholar spoke faintly: “As for the specifics, I don’t know. However, I believe it won’t be long before your Mirror of Desires will tell you the answer.”
The Cruel Scholar currently couldn’t transmit His will into the artifacts, so what He said was not wrong, He genuinely didn’t know the specifics.
“Right, since you’ve come, I’d also like to ask a question, you see this coordinate, should be one of the outermost layers of the Abyss, right?”
While the Cruel Scholar and the Ominous Evil Play were conversing, Lord of the Flameless, who was under the gaze of ancient eyes, slowly calmed down from His rage.
Since the avatar was dead, it also meant that the path to Asgard was sealed again.
But that was not important; they could just wait until that terrifying being left and then search for Aoluxiya’s soul. What He needed to do now was to immediately bring back the Demon God True Spirit!
After all, the True Spirit was His Origin, and recalling it shouldn’t be hard. However, there might be some losses under that person’s hindrance.
Losses are losses, but it’s better than being extinguished.
However, just when He tried to recall the Demon God True Spirit, He suddenly found, He couldn’t sense where the True Spirit was anymore?!
After a while, a torrent of emotions forged from the Abyssal Depth swept out.
—Rage, terror, regret, and… despair!