c1077: The Death of Morheim (2)

Once it was ignited by the Primeval Flame, it would have no spare attention to give.

“What do you mean, my lord?”

“While the Primeval Flame has yet to appear, go and make contact with the great demons of the Void Tower,” said Aoluxiya, his face somewhat grim. It had originally planned to handle this alone, but now, even though the chances of those humans barging in at the right time were slim, it still had to consider the possibility.

If those humans really showed up while it was being ignited by the Primeval Flame, its safety would become the greatest concern. And in Lassudral, the obvious choice to organize a defense against outsider human wizards was the great demons of the Void Tower.

“Let’s go to the Void Tower,” Aoluxiya said, and Tandin immediately responded, while Greerwu only gazed at Aoluxiya with a pitiful and pleading expression in his eyes.

“That, that, my, my journey of experience… My awakening, my coming-of-age…” Greerwu stuttered his way through a disconnected ramble.

“I have had my experience, and indeed, the journey was quite interesting, but just as the shop owner said, it is not suitable for you and may even harm you, impeding your maturation,” Aoluxiya’s words immediately cast a shadow over Greerwu’s expression.

Aoluxiya shook his head, ready to leave.

Before leaving, he turned to look back at the small cabin standing in the depths of the darkness. The shimmering blue light of the Water Light Gem made the whole cabin seem incredibly dreamlike amidst the darkness.

Aoluxiya’s mind flashed with the figure of Angel.

It believed Fafnir’s words; Angel had not come here for it.

Before, it had also witnessed the inquiry by the Demon People’s left eye. It was asking about the Misty Cabin; clearly, the Demon People and the human inside did not seem to belong to the same faction.

From the current information, it appeared that Angel truly had come unintentionally.

Under Aoluxiya’s mask, the corners of his lips curled slightly, “However, I never believe in coincidences. What role exactly will your arrival play?”

In the darkness of the Void, Monty’s figure suddenly wavered.

The next second, a red sash emblazoned with silver inscriptions that adorned his body unexpectedly burst into flames without any warning.

The fire slowly rose, sparks scattering all around.

Eventually, the burning red sash fell into the Void and completely vanished from sight.

Due to the peculiar nature of this hunting plan, every move of Monty was under the watchful eyes of all wizards. When the sash caught fire, it immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

“Lord Monty, what has happened?” a wizard inquired.

“My eye left in Lassudral has shattered.” The red sash was tied to the sealing spell on Morheim’s body; its burning also signified the shattering of Morheim’s left eye.

Monty’s first comment petrified everyone’s expression; without the spy, the lack of information could easily lead to faulty judgments.

“But, this will be enough.” Monty seldom laughed, “I have learned much from the confidant of the Demon God’s descendant.”

The people’s eyes immediately brightened upon hearing this.

“Lord Monty, what is the current situation in Lassudral?” Sinafa asked at this moment.

Monty recounted everything he had learned from the young demon during their exchange through the left eye.

After listening, someone immediately said, “Aoluxiya… Which Demon God’s descendant is it?”

“I once infiltrated Demon City and checked some records; Aoluxiya should be a descendant of the Lord of the Flameless,” Samantha spoke.

With the revelation of Aoluxiya’s identity, everyone’s attention focused solely on him. After all, Aoluxiya was the ultimate target of their hunting plan.

Only Sanders furrowed his brows deeply.

Lord Monty had not only mentioned Aoluxiya previously but also referred to a shop named “Misty,” which offered something called Ocean Rhythm—an existence akin to an Illusionary Realm.

Illusion…

Illusionary Realm…

A dire premonition suddenly emerged in Sanders’s heart.