c1198: The 1199th Section: Where the Eyes Fall

Chapter 1198: The 1199th Section: Where the Eyes Fall

When the Lord of the Flameless believed he had grasped Angel’s weakness, his attacks grew fiercer.

Even though in the process, the injuries he himself sustained were actually more severe, his eyes burned with a fervent glow. In his heart, he was certain that once he defeated Angel, he would be able to gain some benefits from this human.

Even if the Phantom Shadow finally returned beyond time and space, the method of energy operation of the “Green Pattern” was already enough to compensate for his losses.

The sounds of battle were incessant, and the black and green shadows tangled nonstop.

The rumbling noise was thunderous, yet not a sliver of energy leaked out from within the Green Ring.

Updated by ℕovG○.co

To Popota and Greerwu, it seemed as though Angel was gaining the upper hand, while the Lord of the Flameless, due to his True Spirit being constantly consumed, was becoming increasingly pale.

Indeed, the Lord of the Flameless suffered the heaviest injuries. However, his physical endurance far exceeded that of Angel’s, so it was not possible to make a final judgment just based on the current situation.

During this desperate struggle, the Lord of the Flameless also came to understand some additional information.

Angel’s physical body was too fragile, the greatest weakness. But besides that, the Lord of the Flameless also discovered some patterns; the Green Patterns that flickered from Angel’s cold gaze were actually not numerous.

The effects were only three to five kinds, such as dissolving the True Spirit, restricting range, and so on…

Once you gain a slight understanding of the pattern of Green Patterns, you could effectively avoid sustaining greater injuries.

Yes, the Lord of the Flameless could only avoid greater damage, and he was unable to completely prevent injury, let alone unravel those Green Patterns that seemed to have only a few effects.

One could say, although the effects of the Green Patterns were monotonous, they were nearly impeccable!

For instance, the defensive Green Patterns, this kind of defense was not merely all-encompassing. Even special effects such as curses and inscriptions could be blocked. In addition, overcharged attacks could be combined with “restrictive” Green Patterns, causing attacks to be rebounded.

Updated by NovG○.co

In this situation, the Lord of the Flameless indeed could not find an effective method to break through the Green Patterns.

This only made him more covetous of the Green Patterns! This method of energy circulation had surpassed his understanding! Perhaps, only by reaching the level of the Unparalleled Great Demon God, or even higher levels of energetic life forms, could one possess such a perfect energy circulation.

After several bouts of combat, the physical endurance limits of the Lord of the Flameless were fully demonstrated.

Although he sustained several severe injuries, it was Angel who showed signs of fatigue first, despite the enormous consumption on the Lord’s part.

Even now, as Angel’s body was covered with Green Patterns, leaving no opportunity for the Lord of the Flameless to exploit, his footsteps had become disorderly.

Once again, when a huge black shadow charged towards Angel, he chose to use a dissolving Green Pattern.

It was then, when the Lord of the Flameless was only a few meters away from Angel, that a light flashed in his eyes. With a slight movement of his mouth, a strange frequency of vibration emanated.

This frequency caused no fluctuations in the surrounding space or various elements, but, as it diffused, Angel, who was not far away, suddenly had a darkening of his gaze.

Only a “puchi” sound was heard.

Angel felt an intense frequency trembling from inside out, as his flesh burst open instantaneously.

Without any warning, Angel fell from the sky to the ground.

This unexpected scene caused Greerwu to cover his mouth in horror, as in its mind, the Lord of the Flameless was already in a state of disarray, with flesh flying and bones exposed. The store owner should have been able to continue pressing down softly.

But suddenly, had the situation reversed?

Greerwu had not even seen clearly what the Lord of the Flameless had done.

On the other hand, Popota seemed to think of something, muttering softly, “A voice frequency?”

The Lord of the Flameless had indeed used sound as a means of attack, having previously inflicted damage on Angel with energy torrents or high-energy waves, which were actually a prelude to this attack.

Attacking with the vibration of sound frequencies normally wouldn’t cause such severe damage, but Angel had already sustained consecutive injuries, and combined with the voice frequency used by the Lord of the Flameless, which was augmented by the murmurings of a Demon God, even if it only breached the intervals of the Green Patterns for a moment, it caused unexpected harm to Angel!

“I do not know who you are, but the victor can only be me!” The bloodied Lord of the Flameless, looking at the distant human body lying on the ground with bones nearly exposed, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

The Lord of the Flameless walked towards Angel step by step, each step leaving a large amount of blood on the ground, and even the motion triggered the touching of the bones.

From the looks of the injuries, he was actually more severely harmed than Angel. But with the True Spirit of the Demon God unharmed at its core, the current consumption could be restored in merely a few thousand years. And even if this avatar were to be abandoned, it was just a loss of materials. If he could capture Angel through this, the benefits gained would far outweigh his losses.

The wind was smoky, and sparks flickered.

Watching the Lord of the Flameless getting closer to Angel, Greerwu’s eyes filled with panic: “Store owner… Store owner, stand up, what happened to you?”

No matter how much Greerwu shouted, Angel, lying on the ground, still made no movement. Even under the shadow that covered his face, there was no sparkle in the eyes, deathly stillness all around.

At that moment, a cracking sound came through the wind.

It was seen that the “Green Ring,” originally used for restricting the area and preventing energy spillage, suddenly shattered, turning the Green Patterns into drifting specks of light, spreading out with the black wind carrying the scent of sulfur.

When the Green Ring disappeared, a gleam of ecstasy flashed in the Lord of the Flameless’s eyes, knowing that he had indeed emerged victorious!

Yet in the distance, Popota let out a light sigh, his expression laden with deep despair.

The sudden rise of Angel had brought joy all too abruptly, but its decline was also too swift. Such sharp ups and downs had left his complexion even more ashen.

In the far-off Darklands, a silhouette adorned with a bizarre totem mask sat atop a bone-made lofty throne.

Not far off, atop heaps of bleached bones burned a solitary, dim lamp.

The faint light of the lamp could only illuminate a distance of two or three meters; beyond that was too dim to see clearly. Even Above the Throne, only dark images could be discerned.