Chapter 1171: Section 1172: Competing for the Primeval Flame
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Primeval Flame! This is the Primeval Flame!
The majority of those present had never seen the Primeval Flame before, but the moment they saw this flame, without any doubt, they immediately recognized it as the Primeval Flame!
“Indeed, it is the Primeval Flame!” a voice, somewhat immature and youthful, suddenly cried out loudly, “I can feel it, there’s no mistake! This is the Primeval Flame!”
All eyes followed the sound, and the speaker was a young fire demon standing beside Aoluxiya, who at that moment was pointing excitedly at the small flame on the tavern master’s forearm, bouncing up and down with excitement.
For Greerwu, it had experienced its ancestors’ Primeval Flame, but that kind of Primeval Flame was dusky and somber, always reminding it of the Death Lord’s Tomb of Ashes and Gloom. As a young and lively fire demon, Greerwu didn’t like that type of Primeval Flame, although the implications it contained were still vast and deep.
On the other hand, the small tuft of white Primeval Flame on the tavern master’s arm was completely different. It was vibrant, bursting with life, full of vitality. Feeling the breath of this Primeval Flame, Greerwu felt as if it saw hope… The hope of transforming from a young fire demon into a Patterned Flame Demon.
Perhaps Greerwu was the most familiar with the Primeval Flame among those present. Thus, when Greerwu confirmed that it was indeed the Primeval Flame, all the fire demons’ eyes turned red, their gazes scorching as they stared at the tiny flame.
The wizards on the other side, upon seeing the Primeval Flame, also had eyes filled with greed and longing. After all, unlike demons, nearly every wizard practiced some fire Spell Technique, and the Primeval Flame’s effect on the growth of fire was absolutely top-notch!
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Even Monty was initially attracted by the Primeval Flame, but Monty had his own obsessions. The Primeval Flame was indeed precious, but as a frost wizard, the allure of the Primeval Flame was in fact limited for him; Aoluxiya was his true goal!
However, as Monty’s gaze was locked on Aoluxiya, Aoluxiya was not looking at Monty but was instead focusing all his attention on the Primeval Flame. Just as Monty had his obsessions, Aoluxiya had his too, but his obsession was the distant future. And the key to unlocking that future needed the Primeval Flame to be activated!
A sudden whooshing of wind sliced through the silence.
It was a small handfire demon, unable to resist the pull of the Primeval Flame, rushing over.
Angel also noticed this small handfire demon and thought someone would stop it, but oddly, no demon moved to prevent the small demon’s action. Even as it passed by Komodo’s side, Komodo merely glanced at it and did nothing.
While Angel was puzzled, the small handfire demon had already sprinted to the top of the tower, in front of the painting.
However, just as the small demon extended its thin hand, greedily trying to seize the tuft of flame, the hand emerging from the vortex, which belonged to the night tavern master, suddenly moved—
It took a twist and grabbed the small handfire demon by the neck.
Instantly, the small handfire demon rolled its eyes back.
At the same time, Komodo and Aoluxiya both sprang into action, charging directly towards the flame.
Seeing this, Angel began to understand why Komodo and Aoluxiya had not stopped the handfire demon—they had used the small demon as bait…
Aoluxiya, who was closest to the Primeval Flame, twisted and turned with care not to touch the night tavern master and snatched the glimmering white Primeval Flame into his hands.
But Aoluxiya had barely time to feel elated when Komodo charged over. Like a rolling meatball battle chariot, accompanied by thunderous rumblings, Komodo turned into a blur of motion and rammed into Aoluxiya’s back.
The colossal boom upon impact even rippled through the Void!
Aoluxiya, caught off guard, was struck dumb, and the tuft of Primeval Flame in his hand was tossed into the air.
Aoluxiya quickly regained his bearings and reached out to snatch the Primeval Flame, but Komodo showed no sign of weakness, lunging to seize it while launching attacks to hinder Aoluxiya.
A demon and a descendant of a Demon God turned into blurs of afterimages, fighting fiercely with one another.
There were actually some fire wizards among the humans who were extremely envious of the tossed Primeval Flame, but when their gaze fell upon the hand amidst the vortex, they stopped in their tracks.
The might of the Demon Lord deterred them from acting impulsively.
Moreover, the energy unleashed in the fight between Aoluxiya and Komodo was enough to keep everyone at bay, fearful of accidental wounds.
Aoluxiya and Komodo fought evenly matched, but the tossed Primeval Flame was bound to settle.
The white Primeval Flame floated through the air as if choosing its destination, and eventually… it selected a young fire demon nearby, falling into Greerwu’s hands.
Greerwu, holding the Primeval Flame, looked utterly bewildered.
A sound of something tearing through the air came from afar, as attendant fire demon Tandin immediately pulled Greerwu around in a circle, hiding behind the painting.
Seeing the exploding shards of stone next to him, Greerwu realized that someone had tried to ambush him!
“Quick, pocket the Primeval Flame!” the attendant fire demon shouted as he saw Greerwu’s stunned face.
Greerwu hastily thought of storing the Primeval Flame within his own Demon Storage, but after a moment of panic, Greerwu exclaimed, “No, it’s no good. The Primeval Flame can’t be put into the space; I can feel it. If forced in, the Primeval Flame will extinguish immediately!”
Like Spatial Artifacts, Demon Storage is a stable, artificially created space for storing items.
As the “fire of origin,” the Primeval Flame relied on vast and complex rules; therefore, it was impossible to be contained within a storage space with incredibly weak rules. Even spaces like the Witchcraft Garden, which were almost akin to a small world, couldn’t hold the Primeval Flame.
In a moment of urgency for Greerwu, Aoluxiya suddenly appeared next to him.
“Give me the Primeval Flame.”
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Greerwu did not hesitate to hand over the Primeval Flame to Aoluxiya. Although it greatly desired the Primeval Flame, it understood that keeping it would be like holding a hot potato.
At that moment, a dark shadow fell from the sky; it was Komodo rushing down.
Aoluxiya pinched the Primeval Flame in one hand while extending the other, murmuring strange Demon God incantations. A terrifying burst of impact erupted from the palm, sending Komodo tumbling hundreds of meters away!
After a series of rolls, Komodo managed to stop its fall. By then, Aoluxiya had already seized the Primeval Flame.
Aoluxiya returned to the side of the painting, lifting its head to no longer meet the gazes of Monty and Komodo, but rather numerous covetous eyes.
“Ah—” A scream suddenly rang out.
The little demon with flame control, whose throat had been grasped by the night master, had finally been decapitated under the ferocious force.