Chapter 1080: Section 1081 Flowing Fire
Aoluxiya was also here for the Primeval Flame!
Then, the disappearance of the light source from the Tower of the Void and the sealing of the Spatial Passage all make sense.
After linking all the events together, Angel felt as if he had woven each clue into a spider’s web himself. Maybe some of it was Angel’s speculation, but overall, he believed the answer was very close to the truth.
However, there was still one piece missing.
If Aoluxiya, a descendant of the Demon God, was indeed Monty’s target, could the human Wizards also become a thread woven into this spider’s web?
Maybe.
Then, would he possibly meet familiar faces, such as Kanter, Sinafa, Brufen?
Angel’s mind was filled with many thoughts, moving from questions about others to himself. If all his assumptions were true, then what role had he played in it all?
Originally, the words left behind for the proprietor of the Night by Feng, which almost amounted to a “Prophecy,” had made Angel the key to unlocking the proprietor’s chains. With this in mind, was his presence here really just a coincidence?
Could it be that he, without realizing it, also played a role in this?
While pondering this, Angel recounted the encounter with the proprietor of the Night. After listening, Fafnir immediately noticed an inescapable figure in the proprietor’s story.
Feng.
The painting in the Exhibition Hall, created by Feng himself, was also Feng’s maxim which had led Angel to be the one to break the proprietor’s shackles. How similar was this to the affair of Odeclass? The reason why Odeclass chose Angel for this task was, more or less, influenced by Feng.
In the stories of both the Night and Odeclass, Feng played a crucial role and was key to the current situation.
So, who exactly was he? What was his connection to Angel?
“As far as I know, this Feng should be the legendary Magic Painter Wizard, Mirafel Feng,” Angel shrugged, “As for any connection between the Magic Painter Wizard and myself, there is none. The Magic Painter Wizard left the Wizards’ Realm of the Southern Domain many years ago and never returned. As for me, I was born into a common mortal noble family and have been in the Wizards’ Realm for less than five years. I have no links to the Magic Painter Wizard.”
While Angel said this, in his heart, he also wondered if his appearance here had indeed been foreseen by Feng.
After listening, Fafnir gave Angel a meaningful look, “Whether you are connected or not is not for you to say. I think I’m beginning to understand why Aoluxiya believes none of this is a coincidence.”
“Let’s continue watching. The stage is set, the atmosphere has emerged, and the characters will eventually rush to make their entrance.”
Fafnir’s words seemed to carry a hidden meaning, but at that moment, Angel could no longer afford to contemplate deeply because the Pattern in the sky had changed once again.
What is known as Transmutation by Fire?
When countless Patterns of fire converge at a point where no further generation is possible, that is when Transmutation by Fire occurs.
A hole seemingly appeared out of nowhere at the convergence of the Patterns, and streams of bright, magma-like Transmutation by Fire fell from the sky. It was like a pillar of fire, or perhaps a waterfall of flame—startling and terrifying.
All the Demons within the range of Transmutation by Fire were vaporized into ash. Even the lands of Lassudral were scorched to form a deep pit, a scene reminiscent of an apocalyptic calamity!
Such holes of Transmutation by Fire were not few in number. When Patterns can no longer converge, they form, and within a short time, at least four Transmutation by Fire holes had already appeared in the skies above Lassudral!
“What is happening?” Angel asked in surprise.
“The spillage of fire’s energy. This also means that the breeding pool for the birth of the Primeval Flame is sufficient and it won’t be long before the Primeval Flame completely breaks through its chains, coming forth from lands unknown to here… Huh?” Fafnir’s words were interrupted mid-sentence as he suddenly let out a sound of alarm, his full energy abruptly peaking.
“Who dares to spy on me, courting death!” Fafnir exclaimed, and a terrifying dragon silhouette suddenly emerged from behind him—its true form made manifest!
With the Misty Cabin at the center, shadows danced in the wind within dozens of meters.
Angel was completely bewildered, not understanding what had occurred, as the wind and clouds stirred violently.
From the tone of Fafnir, someone had come to spy? Angel recalled the previous situation and it seemed, indeed, someone had cast their gaze upon him…
When the surrounding shadows faded, Angel looked at Fafnir, “My lord, what happened?”
“He escaped,” Fafnir said with a dark expression. “But I destroyed the fragments of his spirit that he left behind. He won’t escape punishment.”
“Who would come here to spy? Was it Lord Aoluxiya, or perhaps a great Demon from the Tower of the Void?” Angel was somewhat confused. With Lassudral in such a special moment, why would anyone be watching them?
“That gaze did not come from Lassudral, but from beyond the Void,” Fafnir said, looking up as if through the fiery Patterns in the sky into the endless Void behind them.
It seems that a new power has come knocking, doesn’t it?
Elsewhere, atop floating ice, all Wizards were watching Kanter.
The Bloodline fused by Kanter was known as the Bloodline of Night, a lineage almost as rare as the Azure Bloodline that Serum had once been so desperate to inject—”almost” not in terms of effects but in its rarity and the Wizards’ Realm’s familiarity with it.
In the Wizards’ Realm, Kanter was the only known successful case of a fusion with the “Bloodline of Night,” so the key to fusing the “Bloodline of Night” was known only by Kanter.
This is also considered a closely guarded secret of the House of Lilith.
The most widely known effect of the Bloodline of Night, to outsiders, is its ability to merge with the darkness for scouting. This type of silent, stealthy reconnaissance does not cause energy fluctuations or trigger changes in the Material Realm. Any place shrouded by the night would become Kanter’s eyes and ears.
It was for this reason that he was known as “Kanter of the Night.”
Even Monty had to admit that in terms of scouting, Kanter was far superior to him.
When Kanter opened his eyes, the first thing he said was, “I saw it!” Everyone awaited good news from Kanter; at the very least, they wanted to understand the situation with the uncontrollable flames.
However, in the next second, Kanter’s body trembled, his complexion turned pale, and blood kept spewing from his mouth.
“Lord of the Night?” A faint light flashed in Sinafa’s eyes as she quickly determined Kanter’s condition, “His spiritual power has been severely damaged. Maher, go check if there are any Lawless Rhymes left in the potion reserves.”
Lawless Rhyme was a potion from the reformist school that could restore a certain degree of spiritual damage.
While Maher went to check for Lawless Rhyme, the expressions of the wizards around were grave. Even Kanter had been injured while scouting merged with the nightshade, which meant two things.
One, they had been discovered, and two, there was an extremely powerful entity in Lassudral.