“What is that thing…!”
Floating in mid-air, Fara suddenly felt a chill rise from his back. He instinctively turned his head to look into the distance, only to see the Sin Duke smiling and nodding at him. Behind him, a monster completely hidden in dark red armor stiffly raised its head and looked at him…
Although it looked like a humanoid creature, Fara immediately identified it as a ‘monster.’ Its figure, no less imposing than a giant troll, flickered in and out of a blood mist. The two bloodshot scarlet ‘eyes’ behind its armor were filled with death and madness. Wisps of black smoke emanating from its body were composed entirely of the grievances of the dead, and wails, as if from the abyss, directly poured into Fara’s ears through the air, making the God of Law feel uneasy, as if he were momentarily immersed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Then he saw the seemingly harmless Sin Duke gently raise his hand and snap his fingers…
“Go play with him.”
“Wh…”,
The monster, as if pulled from a pool of blood, disappeared from Fara’s sight in the blink of an eye. Immediately after, he heard a low growl from behind him, followed by a blood-rusted broken blade whistling down, intending to split him in two!
“Spatial Shockwave!”
Fara didn’t even have time to turn around. He immediately disrupted the space behind him, then instantly pushed out a barrage of arcane projectiles with a backhand, and at the same time, waved his staff to draw a series of neat golden runes around him, activating them instantly!
“Light of Passing—Thunderbolt!”
Dozens of pure golden rays snaked outwards from Fara, illuminating the dead city that had always been shrouded in dark clouds. Scarlet Smoke, who had just escaped the turbulent space, instantly had half of its body melted away. The blood-shadowed slash, which had been delayed by several seconds, was also bounced aside by a magic shield, causing no harm to Fara.
“It’s not very strong…” Fara used a Teleportation spell to create distance, his face grim as he looked at the monster radiating a strong death aura. Even after realizing that the opponent’s strength was not as great as he had imagined, he remained vigilant, even becoming more cautious in his heart.
“Die!” Scarlet Smoke, with half its body melted, roared lowly, forcefully throwing the massive blood-rusted broken blade at Fara. It held the end of the chain wrapped around the blade with one hand, and a bloodline extended along the strange arc in mid-air, transforming into countless twisted weapons that arrived like a storm. The surging negative energy on them could even drive ordinary people mad!
But Fara was no ordinary person…
The dozen or so light blades that appeared in an instant tore the scarlet storm apart in mid-air. The broken blade, enveloped in blood mist, was also firmly confined in place by a suddenly appearing magic circle. In terms of both level and quantity, Scarlet Smoke, without any killing bonuses, was simply too far inferior to Fara.
The next moment, Fara, who was about to deliver the final blow to the evil creature, grunted with a loud bang and fell from a high altitude, spitting out a mouthful of crimson blood in mid-air.
“Are you getting carried away because you found that suddenly appearing evil creature is weak?” Mo, from a distance, shook his head at the God of Law, who had been struck down by Galahad’s sword, and chuckled, “Don’t forget that everyone at this moment wants to kill you~”
Mo’s voice was very soft, so soft that even Ji Xiaodao, standing beside him, couldn’t hear it clearly, but it resonated directly in Fara’s mind, like a demon lurking deep within the human heart, whispering just out of your sight…
【Soul-Stealing Voice】
Active Skill
Requirements: Intelligence 60, Charisma 60, 【Chaos】 or 【Evil】 alignment
Cost/Restriction: 1% Max Mana/sec
Effect: Attempts to establish a mental link with the target. Upon success, your voice can directly resonate in the target’s mind regardless of distance, and an ‘Enchanting’ effect is applied. While the target is in the ‘Enchanting’ state, each of your words has a certain chance to apply a stack of ‘Confusing Sound’ to the target. Each stack has a certain chance to make the target enter a 0.5-second ‘Lost Mind’ state, causing them to lose control of their body. When the target accumulates over thirty stacks of ‘Confusing Sound,’ they will 100% enter the ‘Lost Mind’ state for 3 seconds and become immune to this skill for thirty minutes after the effect ends. Cooldown: 15 minutes.
※Hyperlink※
1. The success rate of establishing a mental link depends on the mental strength of the caster and the target.
2. The success rate of applying ‘Confusing Sound’ depends on the caster’s linguistic logic, rationality, targeting, and the target’s mental strength.
※Hidden Effect※
Due to the caster possessing the 【Demon Lord】 talent, the success rate of attempting to establish a mental link with any target will increase by 90%.
【Note: There is nothing in this world so ugly that it can drive a person mad at first glance, but there are countless existences that can break down ‘staunch materialist warriors’ through casual conversation. Therefore, it can be proven that a dirty mind is far more destructive than an ugly appearance! PS: Though the former might be more popular…】
“Sin Duke!”
Fara forcibly cast an anti-gravity spell before he landed, and after barely stopping himself, he immediately raised his hand and flung a scorching Explosive Lava at Mo. Although this fire and earth dual-attribute composite magic was not too powerful, it was the strongest attack the God of Law could instantly cast at that moment. Galahad’s ever-present greatsword had already arrived again, forcing him to immediately use the short-distance teleporting Teleportation spell to create distance.
“But the Sin Duke’s strength shouldn’t be too great. Even using instant spells should at least…”
Returning to mid-air, Fara pondered while chanting a brief area-of-effect Silence spell towards the nearby Hurricane Mage Group, then redirected his gaze back to the ‘Sin Duke.’ He wasn’t a fool; by now, he couldn’t fail to see that the young man, who was strange in every way, was definitely problematic, and the monster he had just summoned was by no means a means a disgraced noble could possess, nor did it align with his self-proclaimed ‘second-rate warrior’ status!
But the Sin Duke was, after all, just a young man. The destructive power of his Explosive Lava should, in theory, not be something he could easily…
Boom!!!
The violent explosion engulfed the masked man and the Dark Elf beside him. The composite magic, which even High-Rank Knights would never dare to withstand head-on, instantly transformed into a sea of flames. Several mages closer to the two were thrown several meters by the suddenly expanding fire impact, and the dense fire element in the air even made it difficult for them to breathe.
The God of Law’s movements were too fast; the Sin Duke didn’t even have time to escape before…
Those mages smiled bitterly and shook their heads, thinking that the Duke’s luck was really not good.
The very next second, the wildly raging flames around them instantly extinguished, and the two people who should have been reduced to ashes were standing there completely unharmed, with a giant black statue appearing beside them!
“Very impressive~” Mo gently clapped his hands, his eyes behind the mask, like an abyss that devours people, filled with a smile: “I almost got hurt…”
【Summoning: Fallen God Statue】
Summoning System Active Skill
Requirements: Intelligence 65, No Faith, 【Chaos】 alignment, Has a certain chance to be automatically comprehended after destroying two 【Lawful】 or 【Good】 churches.
Cost/Restriction: 20% Max Mana, 20% Max Health, 20% Max Stamina
Effect: Summons an immobile Fallen God Statue, increasing all resistances of friendly units within a one-hundred-meter radius by 50%, reducing all magic damage taken by 30%, and losing 1% of max health every 5 seconds. The Fallen God Statue’s health is 2000% of the caster’s max health, lasting 1200 seconds. The caster can choose to sacrifice the Fallen God Statue at any time, increasing their all resistances by 60%, reducing all magic damage taken by 60%, and restoring 1% of max health per second. The duration is equal to the remaining time of the Fallen God Statue when sacrificed. Cooldown: 48 hours.
【Note: Despair! Repent! Go mad! Fall! Be annihilated! We were deceived, all of us were deceived! There is no salvation in this world, you won’t understand, you won’t understand! Burn, burn! Let your dirty souls sleep forever, I see it, I already see it! All things will eventually submit, and I will be the forerunner! Tremble, my brethren! I will surely return! Standing beneath that undying banner, listening to your wails! Just as we experienced countless years ago, all is in vain, and this time… I have made my choice! The most correct choice!】
On the base, formed by gears and discs, was a sculpture of a woman. She was nailed to a giant stone pillar by a cross, and countless chains tightly bound her emaciated body. But this did not seem to bring any pain to the woman; her expression was full of pleasure and madness, her lips curled high, and her lifelike eyes sparkled with a sense of relief, yet subtly revealing a hint of despair and vicissitude. In short, this was absolutely not the expression a statue should have!
“How did you do that?!” Fara looked at Mo in disbelief. He couldn’t imagine how the other party had managed to remain completely unharmed from his previous attack!
Mo’s ethereal voice once again resonated directly in Fara’s mind: “While I don’t mind answering your questions, is it really wise to be distracted at this moment…?”
“Oh no!”
Only then did Fara suddenly realize his predicament. At this very moment, Galahad’s Gate of Sand Burial was less than half a meter away from him, and Scarlet Smoke, who had somehow recovered, also appeared directly below Fara.
He teleported on the spot with almost no hesitation!
Powerful mages often feel unreasonable, and the Teleportation spell in Mid-Tier arcane magic makes countless melee professionals grit their teeth in frustration. This spell, with its extremely short casting time, extremely short cooldown, and not-so-short movement distance, can be said to be quite unfair. And when it falls into the hands of a Sage-level mage, it becomes even more outrageous!
For Fara, a spell like Teleportation could naturally be cast instantly, and its cooldown was almost nonexistent. Having reached the pinnacle in both arcane and spatial domains, he could also suppress its already minimal cost to the lowest possible, meaning he could use it however he pleased!
In countless past sparring sessions with Galahad, this spell was often the direct cause of the latter’s furious cursing.
You Charge, I Teleport. You chase me, I Teleport. You throw, I Teleport. You curse, I still Teleport!
For some reason, imagining Galahad’s enraged face, Fara couldn’t help but chuckle with a touch of sadness…
Pfft!
Then he saw his left arm fly off with a gush of crimson blood, and only then did he belatedly feel a piercing pain…
“You’re not the only one who can silence, God of Law.”
The Sin Duke’s voice once again echoed in Fara’s mind, but he had no time to look back at the other party’s expression, because Galahad’s second sword had already swung down!
And it wasn’t an ordinary sword strike, but the Sword of Shifting Sands, with the entire blade enveloped in a dark golden flying sand, its direction, speed, and force all unpredictable…
“The old lion is serious!”
Fara, who had been forcibly silenced at some point, quickly activated a ring, and his entire body instantly became ethereal.
Galahad, knowing by pure instinct that this attack was destined to fail, immediately held the Gate of Sand Burial horizontally in front of him. The sword strike that was about to fall was forcibly changed into a charged attack, with the dark golden flying sand churning wildly on it, just waiting for the moment Fara exited his current state to deliver a thunderous blow!
But the God of Law, who had just transformed himself into a ‘True Illusion,’ showed a mischievous smile to his old friend, then instantly disappeared into thin air, and then…
“This time I won’t let you ‘almost’ get hurt.” Fara, who suddenly appeared behind Mo, said in a deep voice, “Die!”
Garros and Galahad simultaneously realized the threat of this attack to Mo, and almost recklessly rushed towards him, while Ji Xiaodao, at the first moment, desperately tried to push Mo away, enduring the immense, omnipresent pressure around her.
But this time it seemed too late!
One by one, golden runes instantly lit up, and terrifying magical fluctuations erupted with a roar…
“Light of Passing—Glorious Dawn.”
A dazzling golden pillar of light rose up; it was light capable of assimilating everything!!
“Is it over…?”
At this moment, Fara, who could almost certainly conclude that the ‘Sin Duke’ was the mastermind, let out a long sigh of relief. Bathed in light, his face was extremely pale, the pain from his severed arm was unbearable, and his mana reserves had dropped to less than a third of their usual amount. But if that person truly was the instigator of everything, the price he paid was absolutely worth it!
Duke Garros stopped in mid-air…
Galahad also reined in his Gold-Devouring Lion King…
Ji Xiaodao lay sprawled on the ground a dozen meters away, a trickle of crimson blood at the corner of her mouth, her gaze blank…
The light of dawn, piercing through the gloom, vanished in an instant.
Dark clouds once again covered the silent city.
Fara looked at Scarlet Smoke, who now only had half a head, and felt a chill run through him.
A cold voice came from mid-air…
“Sin Devourer.”
Chapter 100: End