Chapter 1080: Section 1081 Flowing Fire


    Aoluxiya was also here for the Primeval me!


    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 spection, 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 be 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 yed 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 yed 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 simr was this to the affair of Odess? The reason why Odess chose Angel for this task was, more or less, influenced by Feng.


    In the stories of both the Night and Odess, Feng yed 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 amon 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 contemte 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 urs.


    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 pir of fire, or perhaps a waterfall of me—startling and terrifying.


    All the Demons within the range of Transmutation by Fire were vaporized into ash. Even thends of Lassudral were scorched to form a deep pit, a scene reminiscent of an apocalyptic cmity!


    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 spige of fire’s energy. This also means that the breeding pool for the birth of the Primeval me is sufficient and it won’t be long before the Primeval mepletely breaks through its chains,ing forth fromnds unknown to here… Huh?” Fafnir’s words were interrupted mid-sentence as he suddenly let out a sound of rm, his full energy abruptly peaking.


    “Who dares to spy on me, courting death!” Fafnir eximed, 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 waspletely bewildered, not understanding what had urred, as the wind and clouds stirred violently.


    From the tone of Fafnir, someone hade 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 woulde 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 note 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 hase 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 sessful 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 ce shrouded by the night would be 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 uncontroble mes.


    However, in the next second, Kanter’s body trembled, hisplexion turned pale, and blood kept spewing from his mouth.


    “Lord of the Night?” A faint light shed 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.


    However, they were also well aware that being discovered was inevitable. What mattered most now was how many powerful entities were in Lassudral and just how high their level of power was. These were their primary concerns.


    Soon, Captain Maher of the Frostmoon Guard Squad returned, his expression somewhat grim: “Lawless Rhyme has been taken by Brufen for his experiments.”


    At this, everyone immediately remembered the tragic condition of Sky Ind. Brufen’s so-called experiment involved resurrecting an ancient Evil God from the Lofte World, which had led to the ensuing Chaos of the Evil Gods.


    “Who would have thought that even though the guy is confined in the Exile Space, his misfortune would still spread to us!”


    ‘ck Sugar Servant’ Brufen was the original source of Sky Ind’s curse of misfortune, who fortunately survived in the end. As punishment for the Chaos of the Evil Gods he had caused, he was exiled by Lord Monty. Today, he was still barely clinging to life in the Exile Space.


    “Does anyone have a potion on them that can heal damage to spiritual power?” Sinafa asked the others.


    At this point, everyone stayed quiet. Potions were in high demand on the battlefield, and nobody wanted to give theirs up.


    “It’s not a serious injury anyway, just endure it. Right now, the most important thing is to wake Lord of the Night and find out the situation in Lassudral.” One of the wizards suggested.


    This was also the prevailing opinion amongst most present.


    It was then that Sanders stepped forward, “I have Witch’s Soup from Hecate on me, hand Kanter over to me.”


    The rtionship between the Illusion Demon Ind lineage and the House of Lilith wasmon knowledge. Sinafa nodded her head and handed Kanter over to Sanders.


    Witch’s Soup from Hecate was also for the restoration of spiritual injuries. After being given a whole bowl, Kanter slowly recovered. When he came to, the first thing he saw was Sanders.


    His lips moved slightly, and Sanders’s pupils instantly contracted.


    At that moment, Sinafa approached Kanter to inquire about Lassudral’s situation, while Sanders tactfully stepped back.


    Sanders appeared calm on the outside, but his insides were in turmoil. When Kanter opened his eyes, the first thing he did was to affirmatively reply to him with lip-reading.


    This meant that it was indeed a certainty.


    Angel was really in Lassudral!


    Although Sanders previously had this suspicion, he was still shocked when the answer was actually confirmed.


    While all the wizards were awaiting the time to move to Lassudral, Angel had already taken the lead and made it to the center of the vortex!


    What on earth happened in between?


    “Start by telling us what’s going on in Lassudral at the moment. Why did the mes go out of control? And have we been discovered?” One of the wizards couldn’t wait to question Kanter.


    “I’m not sure about the cause of the me’s loss of control. However, it’s not just us; the whole of Lassudral is a bit off right now. Not only is the sky filled with mes, but all demon species rted to fire on the ground also show some degree of frenzied behavior, with their mes out of control as well,” replied Kanter after pausing.


    He continued, “As for our tracks, they seem to remain undiscovered for now.”


    “Then what caused your injury?” Monty suddenly asked.


    Kanter responded, “While investigating the secret shop that you mentioned, Lord, I was detected by a dark-skinned woman. She’s probably the most powerful being I’ve sensed in Lassudral so far. She detected me, but I crushed the Spirit Tentacle and escaped before she could react.”


    Everyone looked stunned; surely, the secret shop had powerful entities behind it, which could even attract great demons to it.


    “You said ‘you discovered it’ when you first opened your eyes. What exactly did you find?”


    As Monty asked this question, Kanter’s expression grew serious, “I discovered that the sky’s Pattern of Fire is connected to an inconspicuous building on the southern outskirts of Lassudral. Most importantly, I saw Aoluxiya entering that building!”