It was as if the shadow of the tree not only swayed in the Void but also crossed the endless expanse of time and space to reach the unease in His eyes and finally took root in His heart.
Apart from the Land of Repose and the library of the Cruel Scholar, all other places within the Abyss registered similar reactions.
Even outside the ruins of Lassudral in the Void, there were gazes now directed towards the shadow of the tree.
Lassudral had been destroyed, but the Void was far from lonely.
Demons from outside the “Birdcage” swarmed in. Unaware of what had transpired within the “Birdcage,” they were driven by interest to viciously attack the surviving humans.
In the midst of the chaos, the Demon Lord Galal turned the surrounding Void into a forbidden zone, preventing the humans from locating a way out and forcing them to fight these demons.
Not far from Galal, stood the newly risen Monarch of Fire—Night.
“Swearing loyalty to the great Lord of the Flameless will be the best decision you ever made,” Galal lowered its head to look at Night, who was not even half its waist in height.
“I have never said I would swear loyalty to anyone,” Night replied coldly.
The smile at the corner of Galal’s mouth reached all the way to its eyes, looking both thrilling and wicked, “It’s not up to you to decide whom to pledge loyalty to. Don’t forget to seek the Lord of the Flameless in the Abyssal Depth once you perfect your Domain.”
A flicker of darkness passed through Night’s eyes, but he did not rebuke further.
When the Lord of the Flameless departed, it had personally declared that Night should seek Him out. Even though deep down Night did not wish to go and had even thought about leaving the Abyss to avoid the Lord of the Flameless, he could not outwardly admit it.
To Galal, Night’s behavior appeared to be an acceptance, and it did not say more, instead turning its attention to the humans trapped in the Void.
Before the Lord of the Flameless left, He had asked Galal to have some fun with these humans.
To “play” meant they could not be broken too quickly.
When the Lord of the Flameless returned, He would face the group of humans Galal would solve altogether, which would also serve as revenge on behalf of Aoluxiya.
Although Galal knew that Aoluxiya might be the target of the Lord of the Flameless this time, it did not mean the Lord of the Flameless despised Aoluxiya. After all, Aoluxiya was His Bloodline continuation. The Lord of the Flameless did not hate, and even appreciated some of Aoluxiya’s actions. Otherwise, with the Lord of the Flameless’s view of humans as ants, why would He specifically arrange for Galal to deal with these humans if not because their previous actions had offended Aoluxiya.
While Galal was watching the humans, suddenly a familiar aura wafted from the far reaches of the Void.
The aura was faint, but Galal was very familiar with it because it belonged to the Lord of the Flameless.
Galal thought the Lord of the Flameless had returned, but when it looked up towards the source of the aura, it suddenly froze.
In its eyes were first confusion, but slowly they turned into shock, fright, and disbelief.
Galal stood there stupefied, staring off into the distance, even forgetting to maintain the force that sealed the Void.
Humans led by Monty seized the moment thinking, “Opportunity!”
They immediately released the previously anchored coordinates, and in an instant, all the humans vanished.
After the humans had left Lassudral, Monty grimly stated, “Head back to Sky Island at once!”
He might not have known why Galal had suddenly become dazed, but to avoid the possibility of being pursued by Galal, he had to move the humans immediately.
What Monty didn’t know was that after their departure, Galal had no intention of chasing them at all.
Because by then, it was completely dumbfounded.
Having followed the Lord of the Flameless for so many years, how could it not recognize the True Spirit of the Lord of the Flameless? The colossal shadow of the tree beyond the mainland, the energy it exuded, was definitely the True Spirit Force of the Lord of the Flameless!
Moreover, by the looks of the tree’s shadow, the True Spirit Force was slowly being poured out.
What this implied, Galal knew all too well.
The True Spirit of the Lord of the Flameless… had fallen!
Night, too, found it strange that Galal had suddenly let those humans escape, so he followed its gaze.
Upon looking, Night was stunned too.
It took a while before Night turned its head to look at Galal and quietly asked, “Is that the True Spirit of the Lord of the Flameless?”
Galal did not respond, but its unsightly expression spoke volumes.
A faint smile suddenly curved Night’s lips.
Previously, it had been