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Chapter 774: Disaster Bringer

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Every legendary expert had the ability to influence the environment around them. When they were shocked and suspicious, the atmosphere was naturally as frozen as the ocean before a storm, depressing and gloomy. An unimaginable storm might burst out at any moment.

The six arms of the dark legendary knight emitted cold, sharp brilliance, as if they were six legendary longswords themselves. The octopus head of the Spirit Absorber raised its tentacles, as if it were playing the piano of mind in the sky. The middle-aged man who looked more like a necromancer and a vampire than a dragon squinted, with crimson scales growing on the forehead, the face, and the hands. The Demogorgon of Eyes stared at Lucien with its every eye.

It was not because they were making a fuss and lost the calmness as expected of legendary experts. It was because the seemingly handsome and harmless young man before them was too famous. The legendary experts that he killed in the past few years were perhaps more than what most people killed in their entire lifetimes. None of the unintelligent specters, the manipulative spirits, or the Demon Lords and the legendary knights were weak creatures at somebody else's mercy. They also blamed the death of Congus on Lucien.

Also, more importantly, even though Lucien Evans was not the one who gave a fatal final blow, his appearance often meant the death or decline of legendary experts, such as Lankshear, the former Prince of Demons, Harex, or the incarnation of the Lord of Hell in one of his arrivals. The names that were more astounding than those killed by himself made the intelligent creatures in the Dark Mountain Range respect Lucien Evans as "Embodiment of Misfortunes" and "Disaster Bringer".

Therefore, after seeing Lucien Evans in such an important meeting where everybody might burst into a fight, they couldn't help but feel that their blood was running fast. Who would be the unlucky guy?

Lucien pushed his monocle in confusion under the eyes that could've collapsed a radiant knight. Even though they were vigilant of a strange top legend, they shouldn't have behaved so obviously, should they? If they did not want any outsider to attend, they could've said it out aloud. Why were they glaring at him so angrily? Did they still want to talk to him nicely in the future?

With a shallow smile, Fitia said, "Everybody, this is Mr. Lucien 'Atom Controller' Evans. He happened to be in the Dark Mountain Range visiting a friend. After he learned that we are about to hold an important meeting, he decided to come to attend in order to learn firsthand information."

Seeing Fitia's attitude, the legendary experts on the spot contained themselves and did not ask who invited Lucien.

The sorcerer whose whole body was covered in a black cloak said with a hoarse voice, "Are you here on behalf of the Congress of Magic?"

"Although it's my personal decision, I represent the will of the Congress as a grand arcanist," Lucien said ambiguously.

"Hehe. A grand arcanist…" The sorcerer of ancient heritages did not seem fond of the term "grand arcanist".

Fitia chuckled. "Ogre, admit it or not, every sorcerer who has obtained the title of grand arcanist can't be any worse than you."

The sorcerer of ancient heritages was Ogre, the Umbral King, who was adept at shadow, darkness, curse, illusion, and other spells. He was merely a level-two legendary sorcerer when the Magic Empire collapsed. Therefore, Fitia, who was senior to him, mocked him rather straightforwardly.

Lucien glanced at Fitia in surprise. She did not seem to reject arcana too much, but she had unmistakably expressed her dislike of arcana… No wonder she always gave a contradictory feeling.

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"Hehe." Ogre stopped talking. Although he was of the same rank as Fitia now, he was still rather scared of Fitia, who knew more mysterious spells and rituals and who had transformed into a vampire.

Fitia pointed at a glamorous chair that looked like a black throne. "Mr. Evans, you will be seated here."

That chair was at the last row of the legendary members of the Dark Congress. Further behind were the followers of the legendary experts.

Lucien nodded and did not object. From their early conversation, he knew that Fitia was not a member of the Dark Congress; she was attending the meeting as Dracula's "subordinate".

At this moment, the experts of the dark world moved their eyes back and looked at each other. Cracking sounds immediately burst out in the air, and tiny sparks leaped out. They seemed to be engaged in undisguised communication of the mind.

Ogre said angrily, "Perhaps Dracula is conspiring with the Congress of Magic. That explains why he is so confident in trying to unite us."

"Dracula works with the Congress of Magic?" The Demogorgon of Eyes waved the tentacles of little eyes. Of all the legendary members of the Dark Congress, other than Ogre, Dubenal, and the few primordial dragons who loathed the Congress of Magic, Dracula and Danisos were among the people who disliked arcanists most. After all, they had been suppressed by the sorcerers because of their internal strife in the Magic Empire.

The Elder Mind sneered with a mysterious voice, "With enough interests, why wouldn't Dracula work with the Congress of Magic? If he is indeed working with the Congress of Magic, and Douglas and the top legends are hiding in the dark, what are you going to do? Do you oppose or concur?"

The Elder Mind was not a real legend but merely a representative of the "Mastermind" of the Spirit Absorber. That monster who was hiding in the deepest part of the Dark Mountain Range never left his lair, and most of the experts who fought him had been either killed or enslaved. Therefore, even Dracula and Danisos would not piss him off easily. They had no idea how strong he was exactly.

Every time the Dark Congress had important issues, or it was the turn of the "Mastermind" to watch over the Valley of Fiery Stone, he would send out an "Elder Mind". By controlling the mind, soul, and body of the subordinate, he would make his puppet legendary.

Therefore, the Elder Mind spoke for the mysterious "Mastermind". The legendary experts on the spot fell silent. If that were true, what should they choose?

Thinking about that, they shifted their focus to Lucien again, as if they were trying to obtain something from him.

Black short hair, handsome face, deep eyes, and fashionable clothes. The more the experts like Ogre watched, the angrier they became. A boy whose age was only a fraction of theirs was not a top legend!

Although most of them kept their appearances young, the vigor in Lucien's soul was not something that they could simulate. It clearly indicated his youthfulness.

Sensing the concentration of spiritual power and consciousness domain, Lucien chuckled unhurriedly and snorted as a way of greeting.

The snort came at such a perfect moment that thanks to his demiplane, a scorching, dazzling fireball suddenly appeared in Ogre's senses. It shined before them like the sun!

In grunts of pain, Ogre and the rest of them moved their senses away from Lucien's body. However, they were not infuriated but clearly realized that the young man was indeed a top legend. No matter how young he appeared, he was still a top legend who was much stronger than them. He was one of the strongest regular powers of this world!

In the meantime, they thought of the legendary spells that Lucien revealed; Advanced Time Stop, Luxury Cracking, Eternal Blaze, and Snow Goddess' Forgiveness… When those legendary spells were combined, if they did not have the supernatural abilities or items to resist "Time Stop", even a level-three legend would've been instantly killed!

Which legendary experts on the spot dare say that they could resist one round of Lucien's attacks?

Except for the mysterious and terrifying "Mastermind", Ogre probably would've been the only lucky dog, because Lucien Evans did not seem to have spells that could directly destroy the phylacteries like "Light of Judgment" or "Fateful Meteor". But of course, things would be different if he carried his wife's "Sword of Truth".

After slightly awing the experts of the dark world, Lucien waited patiently for the meeting to begin and for Mr. Rhine to arrive.

"Evans?" Stanis, the King of Nightmare, saw Lucien the moment he was teleported to the valley. "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to greet Mr. Rhine and see how the meeting goes." Lucien did not cover his purpose.

The King of Nightmare still looked like a common middle-aged man, but he was covered in a mist under the perception of Lucien's top legendary spiritual power, as if he were a dream that nobody could see through.

Casting "Whispering Wind", the King of Nightmare asked solemnly, "What's the intention of the Congress? Do you want to see Dracula succeed in uniting them, or do you want him to fail?"

He asked the Congress of Magic's stance.

Lucien smiled. "Either is fine. For the Congress, there is barely any difference."

Of course, Lucien personally did not have high hope in that.

The King of Nightmare nodded and stopped asking about that. Instead, he discussed "psychology", which had only grown popular in the Congress during the past decade, with Lucien. "I believe that the analysis of dreams is also a kind of psychology. You've paid too much attention to the results of actions…"

"Dreams are prone to the interference of too many irrelevant factors…" Lucien was rather interested in psychology too.

During their discussion, the legendary experts of the dark world came one after another. Except for Dubenal, they were all shocked to see Lucien sitting in the rear.

After a while, Natravos, a legendary sorcerer known as "Lord of Abyss", and the Silver-Eyed Count were the only two participants who hadn't arrived. At this moment, the bright sky of the Valley of Fiery Stone became dark due to an enormous creature that was flying above the area.

It was an elegantly-shaped dragon, whose whole body was in gray. Scales covered his body, including the eyes, like hourglasses. Circles of blackness that resembled annual rings could be found on his body, marking the passage of time.

Cold, indifferent, and slow, but never to stop. That was exactly the feeling that Danisos, the primordial dragon of time, gave. If one were to observe more carefully, they would discover that although his scales seemed lackluster, a layer of light seemed to be floating on them all the time.

Around Danisos, time and space overlapped naturally. When rays of light illuminated it, the sky seemed to be snowing.

"The meeting begins now. Those who are late will be informed of the result." Danisos opened his wings and looked down.

His voice was more solemn than ever.

Chapter 775: The First

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Danisos' appearance as a dragon instead of a human suggested his deepest hate against mankind. After all, the pope who killed his wife, Aflora, was a human, and most members of the Saint Truth were human beings too.

As he talked, an invisible wind seemed to be blowing across the field, bringing the feeling of aging and distance. His eyes that were covered in gray scales did not have pupils, and there were only layers of transparent ripples that looked like the ever-running river of time. It also made Danisos a high and mighty witness of history, who observed the changes of worlds and lived indifferently without ever being involved.

For a moment, Lucien sensed that Danisos was staring at him coldly. He had a subtle, uncontrollable shiver, as if he had been paralyzed because of the changing time and space. The Moon Timer in the pocket of his waistcoat had also been dimmed by the ruler of time.

Right when Lucien was about to unleash his air and resist Danisos by melting the projection of his demiplane, Danisos suddenly moved his eyes away. Instead of questioning why Lucien was invited to come here, he looked at the dozen legendary experts in the dark world and repeated, "The meeting now begins."

"Dragon of Time and Luminosity, the Silver-Eyed Count and the Lord of Abyss haven't arrived yet. Both of them are very influential among their people or in their territories, and they may have different opinions. I believe we should wait a bit longer." Few members of the Dark Congress dared to argue with Danisos, and the Elder Mind was one of them because he was the representative of the mysterious "Mastermind".

The Silver-Eyed Count, Rhine, was a first-generation legend, and the only legend who could directly summon the Silver Moon. His influence among vampires was as good as that of Dracula. If he was absent, it was estimable that the decision of the meeting would not necessarily be carried out among vampires. The Lord of Abyss, Natravos, was only a level-two legendary sorcerer, but he was the greatest collector of the bloodline experiments in the Magic Empire. After transforming his body into a Demon Lord's, his real combat ability was as good as that of level-three legendary sorcerers. He was sort of a central member of the Dark Congress.

Of course, after being transformed into a Demon Lord, Natravos seemed even more brutal and bloodthirsty, with additional masochism.

Before Danisos replied, a low voice came from outside of the valley. "Rhine's absence will not change the decision of vampires. If Natravos is late, it means that he has abstained. All he needs to do is to choose whether or not to accept our final decision."

A male in a tailcoat walked to the front of the meeting field in a seemingly slow way but covering hundreds of meters in every step. He was a mature, charismatic middle-aged gentleman, with a well-trimmed mustache. He looked around at the meeting field with his crimson eyes.

After he appeared, the whole meeting field became dark again, as if the light had been absorbed by him. Around his cape, which was red inside and black outside, humans, dragons, elves, villas, towers, and other objects seemed to be hidden.

It was exactly Dracula, the vampire prince known as "Night Dominator".

Dracula looked around at all the experts of the dark world and stopped briefly on Lucien's face, before he raised his head proudly and announced, "The vampires have reached an agreement with the dragons. We will establish a new Dark Congress, which will not be a loose alliance but an association against common foes. It's time for you to make a decision whether or not to join it. If you are unwilling to, please leave."

He was so arrogant that it was more like a notification than a discussion, and the attendees could only choose to accept it or not to accept it. Also, he seemed not worried that it would push the other legendary experts of the Dark Congress away. Perhaps they were not significant in his eyes at all.

However, Dracula had indeed been well-prepared about this despite his arrogance. When the vampires and the dragons were united, he already boasted an overwhelming advantage, and he could totally establish a new force without being restrained by the Dark Congress. Also, although he had only one-half of the legendary experts, there were two top legends, multiple level-three legends, and absolute solidarity among them. Without internal strife, their combat ability would be much higher than that of the Dark Congress right now!

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Hearing Dracula's announcement, all the legendary experts on the spot fell into silence. They had expected a debate on the matter. After all, every legend's opinion should be appreciated. Little did they know that Danisos and Dracula would be so dominating and arrogant that they did not give the other legends a chance to speak at all. They could only reply with yes or no.

Dracula looked at them coldly with his crimson eyes. "After the new Dark Congress is established, the Dark Mountain Range will be our main territory. Whoever doesn't belong to us will be attacked, if they are not hiding too well." There were too many dangerous places in the Dark Mountain Range, and even Dracula could not promise that he knew every secret hideout.

The atmosphere was frozen again after his speech. The tension that Lucien felt upon his arrival reappeared.

Arrogant! That's too arrogant! We're legendary experts, not vampires under your command!

We can always leave the Dark Mountain Range for the north to join other forces that are willing to take us in! Will there be any place that does not welcome a legendary expert?

Stanis was the calmest of all. He had been conspiring with the Congress of Magic since a long time ago. Had it not been for his remaining fear for arcana, he would've gone to Allyn.

Lucien looked at the King of Nightmare with a smile, feeling that he should thank Dracula for helping Stanis make up his mind and helping the Congress of Magic to secure yet another legendary sorcerer.

Previously, Lucien told the King of Nightmare that the Congress of Magic did not really care whether or not the Dark Congress was successfully united because there would be no difference. However, Lucien admitted that he was wrong and felt genuinely delighted. Based on what Dracula and Danisos were doing, the thing was definitely in favor of the Congress.

Well, should we try to win the two legendary knights over? The Congress of Magic has plenty of prosperous islands, and we are short of hands to defend our territory in the ocean. We can reach out to the Spirit Absorbers, the Eye Demons, and the werewolves too, and see if they are willing to participate in the research work, or rather, to be researched on in the territory of the Congress…

Of course, the odds of success couldn't be too high, because the Spirit Absorbers and the Eye Demons were probably unwilling to leave the Dark Mountain Range that was most suitable for their survival and development.

When Lucien considered that, the legendary experts of the dark world considered their future.

We don't know if the Congress of Magic is fully supporting Dracula. In that case, we will be in a very disadvantageous position…

Also, there will be much fewer choices…

The minds communicated with each other remotely, and Fitia had achieved her purpose. As long as she brought Lucien to the field, whatever Lucien said, it would be considered an excuse because his arrival suggested that he was on Dracula's side, unless Lucien simply attacked Dracula.

Under normal circumstances, Lucien would hardly attack with his prudence. As a result, the legendary experts might be mistaken and make the wrong decision.

Sensing the changing atmosphere in the shabby meeting field, Lucien suddenly understood Fitia's intention. He couldn't help but thought that every legendary sorcerer had remarkable wisdom as long as they were not corrupted by the negative air of death or abyss. Dubenal, on the other hand, was an idiot to invite him here. Even if Dubenal told everyone that he had invited Lucien, nobody would believe that the Congress of Magic was working with werewolves, because they knew exactly what a fool Dubenal was…

Right when Lucien was about to speak while disregarding the rules, the Elder Mind stood up. His eight tentacles were drifting in the wind as he said, "Prince Dracula, is the Silver-Eyed Count aware of the decision that you have made on behalf of all vampires?"

If the Observer did not know, it would mean that half of the vampires might be unwilling to work with dragons, and that the God of Silver Moon's attitude was obscure.

"Rhine has gone missing and is out of reach. We cannot wait for him due to the urgency of the matter. Now, the three first-generation princes of vampires, as well as all the members of the Council of Elders, have agreed with my decision." Dracula's face was so pale that he seemed to have been away from the sun for decades, but his lips were in the weird sanguine color.

The "Mastermind" behind the Elder Mind was slightly surprised. Even Sate, the prince who was closest to the Observer, had agreed with Dracula's proposal?

The two enormous eyes on his octopus head looked at the unusually handsome man, only to discover that the vampire prince had closed his red eyes slowly, giving connivance to what Dracula said.

The atmosphere was frozen again. Suddenly, ripples of time and space spread out, and an illusionary gate appeared. A "young man" in a black magic robe stumbled out, with a loud voice that was enhanced by magic. "Mr. Danisos, Prince Dracula, my teacher has perished!"

He couldn't have sounded more panicked.

"What?" Everybody was shocked. All the legendary experts knew that the young man was a student of Natravos, the Lord of Abyss. He claimed that the Lord of Abyss had perished!

How could a sorcerer close to level three of legendary, who mastered all kinds of weird spells, have died so easily?

"What happened to Natravos? Give me the details…" said Danisos solemnly. The invisible wind blew again, appeasing the young man.

As a legendary sorcerer's student, the young man hadn't even reached the senior rank yet. However, all the experts on the spot knew that it was very normal. Natravos was a demon-like lunatic, and his students had a surprisingly low survival rate.

The young man took a few deep breaths and said, "Your Excellencies, I received the notification of gathering yesterday, but my teacher was engaged in his experiment and had been locking the top floor of his magic tower, making it impossible for me to inform him. This morning, I gave it another try and activated the reminder magic circle, only to discover that the defenses of the laboratory had collapsed.

"… The whole top floor of the magic tower was absolutely destroyed except for the outer wall. I searched for a long time and found my teacher's phylactery in the remains, but it was already broken. It might've even been the source of the destruction…"

Has Natravos really died?

The legendary experts were both vigilant and surprised. Was it done by Danisos and Dracula in secret to eliminate their toughest opposition? Or was it the reason why Lucien Evans came to the Dark Mountain Range?

Ogre brought out his crystal ball and performed astrology to determine the life status of the Lord of Abyss.

Chapter 776: Investigators

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Not just Ogre, every expert on the spot who was capable of astrology or who had similar prophecy powers began to predict the life status of Natravos, the Lord of Abyss.

They trusted their own judgment on such important matters, particularly when they were faced with "partners" that they couldn't really trust.

Lucien was no exception. The crystal ball in his hands soon lost the colors and became dark, with stars emerging in uncanny trajectories.

Since nobody was interfering with or covering Natravos' life condition, Lucien reached a result soon. The legendary sorcerer with the title of "Lord of Abyss" had indeed completely perished.

"Natravos is really dead…" After a dozen seconds, Ogre spoke of the result with his coarse, rusty voice, somewhat at a loss.

Following him, the other legendary sorcerers reached similar conclusions. The atmosphere was even more frigid, and a storm seemed to be brewing.

All of a sudden, Danisos, the Dragon of Time and Luminosity, said in his indifferent but intimidating tone, "I examined the traces of time but failed to find the cause of Natravos' death or the murderer. Perhaps an expert intentionally destroyed the traces, or perhaps all the traces were destroyed in the destructive storm that caused Natravos' death."

Danisos could not travel back in time. However, every matter would leave traces in the river of time more or less. Only the experts who had grasped the mysteries of time could examine them.

The longer it was delayed, the more such traces would be worn out. Even Danisos would not examine the landscape that was too distant unless it left too deep a mark on the river of time. Of course, purposefully or inadvertently, there were always cases where things could not be examined clearly even though they had just happened.

The Demogorgon of Eyes, Sonite, Dubenal, Cervantes who was the legendary knight known as "Six-Armed Inquisitor", Sterling, Sate, the King of Nightmare and the other experts were not entirely convinced by Danisos' words. They looked at Ogre, the Elder Mind, and Lucien. After all, it was very possible that Danisos and Dracula were behind it.

Lucien put his crystal ball back and nodded at the King of Nightmare and Sate, the vampire prince, solemnly, hinting that his result with the Moon Timer, the crystal ball, and the Mirror of Fate was the same. In the meantime, Ogre, the Umbral King, had also confirmed Danisos' words through other prophecy spells.

The Elder Mind stiffened, his body so empty that the soul seemed gone. The two eyes on his octopus head, however, turned dirty and old but showed no senility. Every expert who looked at him in the eyes felt that their mind had been slowed.

"The 'Mastermind' has completely taken over the body…" Lucien nodded his head slightly. How the "Mastermind" could control the Elder Mind over such a long distance in the Dark Mountain Range that was brimming with space gaps was certainly something worth studying.

The Elder Mind's voice became extremely coarse. "I only 'saw' that Natravos' mind was full of pain and delight before his death…"

Pain and delight? The former was easier to understand. Most of the ways of death were usually very painful, but what was the delight about?

All the legendary experts on the spot subconsciously asked the question, but they soon realized that Natravos was a masochist. The more pain he was in, the more delighted he would be. It was exactly like when normal human beings had a taste of wonderful food or wine or met certain satisfactory things.

"Did Natravos go a bit too far when he 'played' with himself? But blowing up his phylactery was still too much… Or maybe the pain that did not cause his real death was not enough to bring him any pleasure?" The same idea that everybody was thinking of popped up in Lucien's head. For some people, they would never be gratified without the pressure of death. "It seems that Natravos had severe psychological conditions. It's a pity that he did not go through any therapy in time."

However, it was only the judgment of the "Mastermind", and it was not backed by any proof. Also, even if the conclusion was true, the possibility that Natravos was killed could not be ruled out. It was possible that he was both in pain and delight when somebody brutalized him.

When all kinds of thoughts were popping up in Lucien's heart, Ogre, Cervantes, and the rest of them already began their mental communications.

"Whether or not Natravos was really murdered, we have to seize the opportunity and postpone the meeting!" Ogre said in a hurry. He seemed strongly opposed to Danisos and Dracula's reorganization plan.

Sterling said solemnly, "Yes, we have to figure out the cause of Natravos' death first. Otherwise, we will not end well even if we agree with Danisos and Dracula's demand. It's possible that we will die a mysterious death exactly like Natravos in the future!"

He also objected to the reorganization and wouldn't let go of the opportunity.

"However, if we agree with the reorganization, as legendary experts, we are too influential for Danisos and Dracula to ignore us. Why would they kill us?" Cervantes, the Six-Armed Inquisitor, asked confusedly. He was rather neutral about the reorganization.

"Hehe. What if their real purpose is not reorganization? We do not know why so many legendary experts perished in the past few years yet…" Sonite, another werewolf prince, detested vampires from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that everybody fell silent, Dubenal held his head high and controlled his tone in the mental communication. "This thing happened quite unexpectedly. Although somebody leaked the message in advance, little time was left for us, and many ways cannot be put into use."

The Demogorgon of Eyes, the Elder Mind, and the other experts were all shocked at his eloquence. Since when had Dubenal become such a philosophical thinker?

"I haven't come up with any good solution on my way here. I believe you are the same, right?" Dubenal looked at the other experts, looking for acknowledgment.

So, it's the same old Dubenal!

However, Dubenal seemed to have inspired Ogre, who sneered and said, "Therefore, Natravos' death gave us an opportunity to postpone it. With enough time, it is possible to disrupt Danisos and Dracula's scheme."

"That's right. The Silver-Eyed Count is not present. Things would've been different if he objected on behalf of some of the vampires. After all, he is not scared of fighting Dracula since he can summon the Silver Moon," the Demogorgon of Eyes and Cervantes said at the same time.

The Elder Mind pondered and said, "The dragons are not absolutely united either. Milereas and Danisos have been rivals in love for ages. Their relationship hasn't gone better at all even though Aflora perished. As long as we can convince him, it will be possible to divide the dragons.

"Also, Danisos and Dracula are both very arrogant. Even if they are working together for now, I don't think that they really respect each other. If we have reached a consensus, we can pretend to agree first and instigate them to fight against each other for the leadership of the new organization. Then, the new Dark Congress will be the same as the one right now.

"Even if it is not destroyed, we will win enough benefits and positions in the new Dark Congress."

Most of the legendary experts were wise and sophisticated. The situation was only one-sided because it came too unexpectedly, and Danisos and Dracula were more tough and arrogant than they expected. Now that they had an opportunity and plenty of time, they were naturally able to come up with a sabotage plan with high odds of success.

Dubenal nodded in satisfaction at their discussion. Just as he expected, everybody's wisdom couldn't be activated without him.

The mental communication moved fast, and they finished the discussion very quickly. Before Danisos and Dracula spoke, Ogre stood up and said, "Dragon of Time and Luminosity, Prince Dracula, Natravos has abruptly died, and the murderer is unknown. A great scheme might be looming over the Dark Mountain Range. We have to put down our prejudices and leave other problems alone in order to focus our attention on the cause of Natravos' death and the potential dangers. I believe that this is also a great opportunity for you to demonstrate that the new Dark Congress is better than the one right now."

"That's right. How can we join the new Dark Congress relaxedly if we do not figure out the reason behind Natravos' death?" The Elder Mind agreed with Ogre.

Natravos' sudden death was a major shock for dragons and vampires too. Even the hardcore supporters of Danisos and Dracula couldn't help but agree. After all, it concerned their own safety.

At this moment, the King of Nightmare suddenly said to Lucien in a low voice, "If the Lord of Abyss was really killed by someone, I can't think of a murderer who could've done it in the victim's own demiplane and magic tower. Even a demigod couldn't have done it so quickly and secretively."

"Perhaps he took advantage of the Lord of Abyss' hobby of auto-sadism, and perhaps he was not in his demiplane when he died. The destructive effect was actually caused by the connection between the soul and the phylactery through weird spells. About that, Viken is an ancient sorcerer who possesses many unusual spells. He can transform into the status of primeval devils, and he is much stronger than the Lord of Abyss. So, he is the greatest suspect." Lucien guessed the intention of the King of Nightmare and purposefully pointed the matter at Viken.

As he expected, all the legendary experts on the spot changed their faces. Was it really Viken who had come to sabotage it when he heard that the Dark Congress was to be reorganized? Was he still around?

"For our own safety, we have to investigate Natravos' death," the rigid middle-aged man who looked like a necromancer said in a low voice. He was Maier, the primordial red dragon.

Under such circumstances, it was impossible for Danisos and Dracula to insist. So, Danisos said, "Then, we will go to Natravos' magic tower for investigation together, in case anyone suspects that Dracula and I destroy the clues and fake the conclusion."

"Alright," Ogre agreed. "Evans, Stanis, I invite you as witnesses of the investigation on behalf of the Dark Congress."

"That's not a problem," Stanis replied with a smile.

There had to be undestroyed magic files and notes in Natravos' magic tower. As a great collector of the ancient bloodlines, his stuff would be very valuable. Ogre had proposed the invitation exactly because he wanted to exchange the knowledge for their witness service. Therefore, Lucien also nodded his head with a half-smile.

Chapter 777: Jungle of Demons

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The space-time gate toward "Jungle of Demons" was still near the valley. Bizarre-looking trees could be vaguely seen.

The young man wearing a black magic robe was directing Danisos, Dracula, Lucien, and the other legends to approach it in panic.

"After Natravos closed the top floor of his magic tower, did anything unusual happen, or was there any visitor?" Ogre asked Natravos' student while he walked.

The young man recalled carefully and shook his head. "It was the same as usual. There were neither guests nor weird stuff."

Pausing for a moment, he gnashed his teeth. "In fact… In fact, because my teacher was too 'rigorous', I often kept as far away from his magic tower as possible after it was closed…"

A student speaking evil of his teacher behind his teacher's back was punishable by death in the Magic Empire. Even in the Congress of Magic today, it was still not a likable behavior. However, it was of great significance and might concern the real cause of his teacher's death. Therefore, the student still confessed about the real conditions truthfully.

The black cape covered Ogre's face in the shadow, revealing only two spots of greet light that seemed to be from his eyes.

He observed the young man with his green, emotionless eyes, making the young man sweat in panic, before he opened his mouth. "Natravos was a lunatic. He could've modified himself into anything that was better than the senseless and brainless demons."

It was because his legendary class was "Lord of Abyss" and modifying his body into a Demon Lord had the best prospect. The young man defended his teacher in his heart, but he did not object to the conclusion that Natravos was insane.

On their way toward the space-time gate, Ogre, the Elder Mind, Dubenal, Danisos, and the other experts asked the young man every once in a while to confirm the results that they achieved by astrology, prophecy, superpowers, and deduction. Fitia was left behind in the Valley of Fiery Stone to watch over the headquarters of the Dark Congress.

The short journey took such a long time for the experts, who could arrive in a blink, because it was a process of communication, but however slow they were, they reached the space-time gate very soon. Danisos, who was flying in midair, flapped his gigantic gray wings and raised his skull while roaring.

The time and space around immediately quaked, and the illusionary gate was suddenly expanded. Then, Danisos' enormous body dived into it as if he were swimming in the ocean.

At this moment, Lucien, who had been quiet the whole time, suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

"Me?" The young man pointed at himself and replied respectfully, "You can call me David, Your Excellency."

It was a common name that could be heard anywhere.

The other legendary experts looked at Lucien in confusion, wondering why he raised the unimportant question. Was it the courtesy before the real question? After all, the Atom Controller used to be a musician, and he was the queen's husband. It was not strange that he appreciated manners.

Lucien, however, merely nodded his head and said, "David, lead the way." Then, he became as silent as before.

The unusual question was only a brief episode, but most experts on the spot were too sophisticated to let it go. Their magnificent willpower and weird spells all fell upon David to make sure that there was nothing wrong with him. Otherwise, it would be the greatest humiliation if they were tricked by the sorcerer who hadn't even reached the senior rank yet.

After a few seconds, they looked at each other and slightly nodded, suggesting that there was nothing wrong. Then, they stepped into the space-time gate with David, reaching the Jungle of Demons.

Space and time changed, and the fuzzy scene before him turned clear. A weird jungle was unfolded before Lucien.

The trees in the jungle were only in two colors. Some were as dark as ink, and the others were as red as blood. However, they were in an assortment of appearances. Some were in the shape of humans, some had eyes all over the trunk, some had mouths baring the sharp fangs as their leaves, and some were upside down, with the crown at the bottom and the root extending into the dark clouds. There was even a gigantic leaf floating in the wind, with veins stretching out to all directions as the trunk, branches, and fruits…

Natravos' demiplane was even more chaotic than the abyss. All the creatures seemed to have been randomly jumbled together.

However, those creatures were only relatively terrible. In the eyes of the investigators, they were too weak to be bothered. The real things that called for attention were the "chaos" spreading in the mud, the air, and the water. They were the cores of the demiplane and the origin that caused everything. Even a legendary expert might be affected if they did not pay enough attention.

David cast a spell and paved a broad path in the jungle. At the end of the jungle was a pointy magic tower with a top that rose into the clouds. It was pitch black and twisted, exactly like the trees in the jungle.

Danisos swooped at the magic tower from the sky, blowing invisible wind that scattered all the chaos. The other legendary experts were not stopped either, and they entered the magic tower in their own ways.

The hall at the bottom floor of the magic tower had a black carpet but not any lamps. The only sources of light were the silver candlesticks on the wall. The red fire in them did not drive away the darkness in the room at all.

Every candlestick was surrounded by different things, including thorny whips, sticks with rising steel stings, and little creepy silver needles. All in all, everything that shouldn't have appeared in the house of a legendary sorcerer was there.

"Those were the tools that Natravos used for his self-brutalization a long time ago. They cannot satisfy him right now…" Ogre, who was relatively familiar with Natravos, introduced them to the legends who had never been here with a coarse and helpless voice.

Nobody said anything, because they really did not know how they should comment on it.

Lucien shook his head in amusement and turned to the front side of the hall where a painting was hanging. On the painting was a middle-aged man with a special look.

The man had a solemn face, with a pair of demon horns full of patterns on his forehead. His pupils were crimson, his nose collapsed, and his cheekbones were rising, full of the feeling of disunity.

"It's Natravos' self-portrait…" Noticing Lucien's eyes, Stanis introduced it for him.

As I expected… Lucien guessed that it was Natravos. He chuckled and thought that it was probably his last picture…

"Dear sirs, the four destroyed levels in this magic tower start from level nine." David directed the legends to the top. "We'll go to the scene now."

Although this magic tower did not have many levels, every level was extremely broad and high. Danisos had only reduced the size of his body, and it was already spacious enough for him to pass.

"There's no need to rush. Let's investigate floor by floor. We may find other leads," Ogre interrupted David. That way, they might be able to find a lot of good stuff.

The other legendary experts, particularly Stanis who had come for Natravos' books and notes, certainly wouldn't let go of the opportunity either. So, the investigators pressed forward rather slowly and only approached the "crime scene" after several hours.

In the process, Lucien and Stanis had both obtained a lot of trophies. They copied and recorded many useful files. Although they were not the core of Natravos' current research, they were still the distinguished results of the bloodline synthesis studies in the Magic Empire.

"It will be the ninth level in the next…" David stood on the stairs, and it was a chaotic, gray stone gate before him.

Dracula covered his nose with a pair of white gloves and said, "Open it."

As the stone gate was slowly opened, the gory view inside was exposed before everyone. All the floors and ceilings from the ninth level to the thirteenth level had little left now.

Halls, anatomy rooms, synthesis rooms, alchemy rooms, binding rooms, and libraries were no longer distinguishable. Dilapidated walls were everywhere. The central part had been completely shattered and almost vaporized.

"I'm afraid that the files have been destroyed…" Stanis sighed with a low voice.

Thanks to the protection of the magic tower, the window on the outer wall was still intact. However, different from the fashion nowadays, it was narrow and emitted the feeling of rigidity.

Through the window, the Jungle of Demons outside could be clearly seen. The clouds corrupted by the air of the abyss seemed even dimmer and darker now.

"Let's walk together in case anyone destroys the clues," Ogre said, as if he were not scared of Danisos and Dracula.

Danisos said emotionlessly, "Then, we should examine Natravos' phylactery first."

Nobody objected to the proposal, because it was indeed the object that most likely contained clues.

Natravos' phylactery was kept in a hidden interlayer between the twelfth level and the thirteen level, but it had completely collapsed under the storm of destruction and was no longer hidden.

"The explosion took place from inside to outside…" The Elder Mind's withered hands picked up a deep black object, on which gems seemed to have been embedded. However, the gems couldn't be found anywhere now. "This is also the place of the initial destruction."

It was not hard to imagine how hard the phylactery of a legendary sorcerer could be. So, there were still remains in this place even though it was the center of the explosion.

"Either Natravos blew it up himself, or somebody affected the phylactery with weird spells through the soul…" Dubenal reached a conclusion.

Nothing that we do not know. The other legendary experts secretly thought to themselves. Among them, Danisos and Dracula kept away from the place where the pieces of the phylactery were gathered, as if they were trying to avoid suspicion.

Lucien looked out of the window. Chaotic and dark clouds were surging there.

Chapter 778: Revelation

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Crack.

A bloodred bolt of lightning struck in the rolling clouds. It did not seem real but more like an illusion caused by the chaotic air, which was similar to many floors in the abyss.

The rolling clouds and the falling bloodred bolts of lightning didn't raise the attention of Ogre, the Elder Mind, the Demogorgon of Eyes, and the other legendary experts because the weather was normal in the Jungle of Demons. As a matter of fact, it would be unusual if such phenomena did not exist.

Suddenly, a bolt of enormous lightning glowed in the sky and spread out like a gigantic tree. Half of the demiplane was illuminated by the bloodred light.

Even though the magic tower had no windows on this level and only a few narrow ones on the upper level and the lower level, it was still illuminated into redness by the lightning.

BOOM!

After the lightning, it was naturally the deafening thunder, which was so terrifying that the whole magic tower was clattering as if it were trembling in fear. Even the legendary experts were somewhat stunned.

Right then, Danisos, the Dragon of Time and Luminosity, who had been squatting at the edge with his eyes half-closed, suddenly opened his eyes. Lucien's reflection was clearly displayed in the shaking invisible waves in it.

He then opened his mouth. The gray scales on his body somehow showed the air of passing time, and the twelve black circles on his body that looked like annual rings slowly revolved. He spewed out a mouthful of transparent dragon breath, which seemed both real and illusionary.

The time around Lucien was immediately slowed down. It was so thick that he seemed to have fallen from the sky into the ocean. None of the defenses seemed to be working before the breath of the primordial dragon of time.

Danisos had attacked Lucien without any hesitation!

A silver item glowed in the pocket of Lucien's waistcoat, cold and dreamy as it ticked nonstop.

The slowed "water" immediately resumed normalcy after the ticking, and the thickness was no more. It was exactly the passive effect of the Moon Timer after it was upgraded into a level-three legendary item—Real Vision!

After the Moon Timer was improved to a level-three legendary item, the maximal usage of "Advanced Time Stop" and "Gravity Collapse" had been increased to five times, significantly enhancing Lucien's control over time and space. Also, its anti-interference abilities against space-time effects had been transformed into an innate quality. Once space and time were controlled and had unnatural abnormalities, the Moon Timer would be automatically triggered, keeping the time and space in the zone around it relatively regular.

Danisos did not hope to restrain Lucien, who was an authority when it came to space and time, with only a breath. After the ticking broke the thickened time, the black circles on his body revolved even faster, and he began to chant dragon roars to perform his magic.

Supposedly, the short duration of the passive effect was not enough for a complete spell, not even extraordinary items were employed. However, the case was different for Danisos. He seemed to have been enshrouded in hastened time, or he might have "stolen" time from the future. He had indeed performed a mysterious and powerful spell in the dragon tongue!

Generally speaking, any legendary sorcerer or powerful magic creature could only speed up their cast but could not change the legendary spells, which had specific requirements, no matter how many acceleration abilities they enhanced themselves with. However, the Dragon of Time and Luminosity was not within the range of normal. His "Time Acceleration" could double the speed of his spell-casting!

It was the most terrible part of the primordial dragon of time. After all, no matter how many extraordinary abilities he had grasped to attack or affect other people, his opponents could deal with it as long as they were strong enough, but this "Time Acceleration" was influencing himself as well. During the same time, there would be two Danisoses that would attack Lucien at the same time!

The scales that constituted Danisos' black rings opened, and his hair stood erect. Spots of light emerged out of the void and gathered into an invisible, glistening river that surged toward Lucien.

At this moment, Lucien had just got rid of his breath!

The shadow of the river of time washed away the heavy defense around Lucien and constructed a cage of frozen time outside of Real Vision. It was impossible for those inside to get out, and it was impossible for those outside to break in. It appeared that he intended to imprison Lucien.

However, Dracula was thinking of something else!

When Danisos cast the dragon-tongued spell, he extended his right hand that was wearing a white glove and snatched into the void.

His right hand seemed to be enshrouded by the night. Layers of shadows blurred the real entity, and the cage-like frozen time did not seem to exist at all. Dracula's right hand passed through it and caught Lucien's chest!

It was "Night Travel", the vampires' natural endowed ability, which could break any space-time barriers!

The other vampires mostly performed "Night Travel" to run away, but different from them, Dracula had such amazing control over the ability that he could allow part of his body to travel. So, "Night Travel" became an attack method that could break most defenses!

In the meantime, Danisos, who was still in "Time Acceleration", began to cast the second dragon-tongued spell to offset Lucien's triggered spells.

The red lips on Dracula's pale face were particularly eye-catching. His eyes were filled with vague passion, as if he had been looking forward to avenging himself.

In his crimson pupils, Lucien, who was wearing the black double-breasted suit, seemed rather stunned, but it was quite normal. Whoever was not immune to space-time magic would have no time to take any reaction when faced with the serial attacks from Danisos and him.

Now that you have fed yourself to me, don't blame me for settling the scores!

Right when Danisos and Dracula went on a rampage and attacked Lucien, the six primordial dragons and the two vampire princes, who backed off a moment ago to prove their innocence, launched attacks toward the Demogorgon of Eyes, "Six-Armed Inquisitor" Cervantes, and the King of Nightmare. The gigantic bloodred lightning seemed to be their signal.

Although it was quite unexpected, the legends like the Demogorgon of Eyes had been through blood and death too. They realized what was going on immediately. Rays shot out randomly, and the six arms span like a tornado, mincing everything that they touched into pieces… They managed to resist the first round of attacks.

Stanis was covered in elemental halos. He did not find it too difficult to resist the attacks of Milereas, the primordial red dragon. Suddenly, the shadow below his feet and the shadow of the dilapidated walls were enlivened and gathered into a longsword that cut his body from the floor!

Crack.

Stanis' body was broken like glass, but a vague mist emerged from it and enshrouded the area, creating what appeared to be a dreamland.

"Ogre?" Stanis' voice echoed in every corner of the mist, fuzzy and obscure, like a mental communication in the wind, but he was apparently shocked. It was neither the primordial dragons nor the vampire princes who ambushed him just now, but Ogre, the Umbral King!

Ogre's body appeared in the dreamland of mist. He stood right next to Milereas and chuckled in the mental communication with a hoarse voice. "What about me? Do you still not see what is going on?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

A miserable roar suddenly burst out. Sterling, who had been suppressed by a primordial silver dragon, had one tentacle on his head. It was extended from the head of the Elder Mind and pierced into Sterling's brain!

Sterling's face suddenly lost all the organs, as if he had put on a mask. Then, his body also turned blurry. He got rid of the control of the Elder Mind.

"You're on their side too?!" Sterling wandered in the mist angrily. Had the "Mastermind" been conspiring with Danisos, Dracula, and Ogre?

"You killed Natravos? It was Danisos himself who buried the traces of time?" The Demogorgon of Eyes raised dozens of tentacles and shot out different rays, suppressing the two primordial dragons.

How could they have not seen the truth of the whole matter? This meeting had been a scam since the very beginning!

The inside information that Danisos and Dracula intended to unite the Dark Congress was leaked, but it was leaked at such perfect timing that the legends who were reluctant to accept it had to focus all their attention on it without considering anything else. Also, the time left was too little for them to sow discord among the members of the Dark Congress. Everything was obvious now. Dracula and his accomplices leaked it on purpose in order to distract everyone's attention from their real scheme!

Danisos and Dracula's arrogance and toughness were perhaps their nature, but they did help build up the tension at the meeting. The other legends were so focused on resisting them that they tried to seize every opportunity. So, the death of Natravos, the trap that they had prepared in advance, was offered at the most appropriate timing.

In the following discussion, some legendary experts might be worried. However, as "spies", Ogre and the Elder Mind misled everybody into thinking about how to sabotage Danisos and Dracula's plan of reorganization without considering if there were any other schemes. Also, they made the victims under the impression that the trip was not dangerous. Therefore, the victims fell into the trap one step after another.

This place, on the other hand, was Natravos' demiplane that was blocked from the outside world. It was the perfect place for a battle!

The whole plan was well devised based on the perfect control of the mind. It couldn't have been drafted by Danisos and Dracula as they were too arrogant. Was it the proposal of the "Mastermind", or was it the wisdom of the ancient legends like Fitia and Ogre?

"Ever since the beginning, we have never thought to include you. It's better to eliminate you in advance than to keep you, the cancer of our group. That way, you can still make contributions by increasing our strength!" Ogre's voice was coarse and cold.

Everybody could tell that the takeaway point of the sentence was in the latter half. It was because they believed that their strength that would be improved after the operation was enough to compensate for the lost legends that Danisos, Dracula, the Mastermind, and Ogre attacked blatantly.

Lucien's participation was an unexpected factor in the plan, who made their power less overwhelming than before. However, Danisos and his teammates still had absolute advantages. Other than Danisos and Dracula, who were dealing with Lucien, they had six primordial dragons, two vampire princes, one level-three legendary sorcerer, and one representative of the mysterious "Mastermind". They had ten top legends and three level-three ones.

On the other side, Sonite and Dubenal, the werewolf princes, were level-three legends, the Demogorgon of Eyes was level-three, and the Six-Armed Inquisitor, Sterling, and the King of Nightmare were level-two. Although the top experts were of similar levels, their number was almost half their enemy's!

Chapter 779: Attack

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However, Stanis, the Demogorgon of Eyes, the Six-Armed Inquisitor, and the other legends were not too devastated. Now that the top experts were on par with each other, although they were outnumbered, they would still have a chance to escape, especially when people like the King of Nightmare had plenty of ways to preserve their lives. After all, when they were on the same level, they would be overwhelmed in a battle against twice as many people, but they would not be killed instantly, and as long as they were not killed instantly, there would always be a chance for them to escape with their life-preserving approaches.

Therefore, for the experts of the dark world who had plenty of battle experience, they were far from desperate and scared.

In the mist created by the King of Nightmare, their minds communicated with each other via their respective extraordinary abilities. They decided to concentrate their strength to break the siege. At this moment, they both hated and felt lucky about Lucien. This wretched "Disaster Bringer" and "Embodiment of Misfortunes" had indeed brought death and disasters, but it was also a fortune for them to have him here. Otherwise, few of them would have survived if Danisos and Dracula, two top legends, joined the battle!

For a moment, Stanis had considered abandoning the Demogorgon of Eyes and everybody else and escaping on his own. After all, he had been enhanced with legendary spells similar to "Regather", and he could return to his own demiplane after they were activated. However, he decided to stay in the end. Both Ogre and Fitia were very familiar with the legendary sorcerers' ways of running. They must have prepared for his escape. If he were to run off recklessly, it was possible that he would be trapped. So, he might as well stay with the team while looking for a better opportunity.

Therefore, he affected the primordial dragons, the vampire princes, and the other enemies with the mist as the real King of Nightmare, traveling in their minds, creating illusions, and reflecting reality, while he secretly performed prophecy spells to determine the safest path of escape.

In the meantime, he paid attention to Lucien's status. Although Lucien was rather stunned before Dracula and was under the ambush of Danisos' breath and space-time spells, Stanis believed that he had created too many miracles and defeated too many enemies stronger than himself to not be prepared for emergencies.

Suddenly, the crimson bolts of lightning outside fell densely from the dark clouds, and these bolts of lightning were almost at the same level as this floor of the magic tower. So, with the hazy mist blackened, the chaotic "dreamland" was even more chaotic and illogical now that some of the psychological reflections were lost!

The six primordial dragons including Milereas also abandoned their human forms and revealed their real appearances to carry out 100% of their strength!

The red dragon, which was hundreds of meters long, spurted out fire, and horrifying heat spread out. In the dazzling fire, the ruby scales emanated brutality. The piton-shaped breath, which carried freezing coldness and deepest paralysis, came out of the elegant-looking dragon, consolidating the mist into ice that blocked the storm of blades from the Six-Armed Inquisitor…

When the primordial dragons unfolded their bodies, even the shortest of them was a hundred meters long. Although Natravos' magic tower was rather tall and spacious in every level, it shouldn't have been huge enough to accommodate such gargantuan creatures at all. However, things were out of the expectation of the legendary expert. The destroyed magic tower seemed to have been connected to the Jungle of Demons, deep and boundless. Even though all the seven primordial dragons were rolling and breathing blatantly, they were not restrained at all.

"What's going on?" Such an anomaly made the experts like Stanis who knew legendary sorcerers well feel strange.

To carry out the overlapping effect of the magic tower and the demiplane, it would either require the control of the tower guard when the magic tower was not too severely damaged, or the control of the master in order to summon the power of the demiplane when the magic tower was almost destroyed. Since the tower guard of the magic tower had obviously perished in the storm of destruction, who was controlling the magic tower, and who was summoning the power of the Jungle of Demons?

Had Natravos not died yet?

Was he Danisos and Dracula's ally, too?

No. Natravos could've prevented Lucien Evans from getting a certain conclusion from covering his life status, but he couldn't have feigned his death under a top legend's astrology. Therefore, the "Lord of Abyss" must have died!

Then, who could it be?

While they were shocked and suspicious, a chuckle came from the clouds outside of the window. "I was waiting for someone to escape through a teleportation spell. The greatest ability of the chaotic 'Jungle of Demons' is to mess up such spells."

The clouds dispersed, and illuminated by the bloody bolts of lightning, a handsome man who had crystal long hair and a dark skin stepped close in midair. He was wearing a black tailcoat, elegant and handsome.

"Demogorgon of Darkness!"

"Gonheim!"

The different titles confirmed the identity of the stranger. He was exactly Gonheim, the new Prince of Demons!

Stanis, Sonite, and the Demogorgon of Eyes suddenly realized something. The terrible scheme that manipulated everyone accurately must have been created by the Prince of Demons!

Just like the devil dukes in hell, he was best famous for his cunningness and schemes!

However, how could he have arrived at the main material world so easily? And how could he control Natravos' demiplane?

As if he knew their question, and in order to create desperation, Gonheim smiled. "As a matter of fact, you may also call me 'Natravos', because he is a part of me now."

As his words dawned upon them, his body suddenly turned illusionary, as if it existed in everyone's mind, and his handsome face became hideous, with three eyes, high cheekbones, and protruding lips. It was 'Natravos'!

Stanis, who knew a thing or two about the situation, felt that his heart was heavy. The Demogorgon of Darkness had completed the status transformation with Natravos as the container. Also, through his demiplane and his body, the Demogorgon of Darkness could arrive at the main material world steadily!

Stanis' heart was sinking not just because of that, but also because they now had one more top legendary enemy. The previous situation, which was not too devastating, was now sliding into the abyss. Also, the top legends who fought in their own demiplanes were close to demigods. Even though this was only "Jungle of Demons" that belonged to a level-two legend, it was still enough to let the Demogorgon of Darkness carry out 130% of his strength.

For him, it was almost a death sentence. It was impossible for him to resist the Demogorgon of Darkness' attack. He must and had to flee immediately!

The Demogorgon of Eyes, the werewolf princes, and the dark knight, regardless of whether they knew the secrets of status transformation or not, were secretly cursing, "Damn you, Natravos! Why do you love tormenting yourself? You've got yourself killed, haven't you? But why do you have to drag us to death with you?"

In the meantime, due to the slowed time, the other side where changes happened more slowly had new situations.

When Dracula, the Night Dominator, extended his right hand that was wearing the white glove through the space-time that was as frozen as a cage, he snatched Lucien's chest steadily, accurately and rapidly.

The defenses around Lucien collapsed under the blast of Danisos' previous dragon-tongued spells and could not resist Dracula's attack at all. Also, he seemed to be reacting more inertly, and he was hit by Danisos precisely!

Hehe. I'll humiliate you a hundred times more than what you did to me!

Hardly had delight rose in Dracula's heart when his right hand that was covered in dark shadows felt empty.

Empty?

Dracula's crimson pupils constricted. He saw that Lucien suddenly turned illusionary and seemed to be spreading out in midair without any real entity. Therefore, his attack that was not attached to any extraordinary abilities completely missed the target!

"He has finished the status transformation?"

"Doesn't he always despise the primeval devils' status transformation?"

Shock and confusion proliferated in Dracula's heart uncontrollably, but he soon had a fixed answer. Lucien Evans' despise was a mere disguise, and he was actually no different from the Demogorgon of Darkness, the elven queen, the Master of the Boundless Ocean, Danisos, and himself!

The overwhelming and illusionary mist seemed everywhere, but it immediately collapsed and gathered into Lucien's body somewhere far away.

The moment he was gathered, Lucien summoned the projection of his demiplane before Danisos could perform the dragon-tongued spells and before Dracula could reach him through Night Travel, so that his cognitive world could affect the environment in reality.

The dark and boundless cosmos scattered the chaos of the Jungle of Demons. From the stars in different colors, an enormous fireball emitted intense light and heat. The dazzling light couldn't seem more real!

"No!"

Dracula screamed and avoided the enormous fireball subconsciously, with black smoke popping up from his body.

After he discovered the sun and the real cosmos, one of Lucien's Host Stars of Destiny was more and more like the real sun, and the sun was the bane of all vampires. Therefore, although it could not really hurt Dracula, it could weaken him and scare him off at the critical moment!

When Dracula was scared off, Lucien made an intricate, weird sound.

"Luxury Cracking!"

Crack, crack, crack, crack.

The defenses around Danisos were immediately broken. "Luxury Cracking" at the peak of legendary was truly intimidating!

However, Danisos wasn't panicking. His scales and his physical body alone were enough to block a top legend's attack. Therefore, he continued casting the dragon-tongued spell, hoping to trap Lucien and settle the labile factor as soon as possible.

Thanks to the acceleration of his spell-casting, his spells were completed quickly. At this time, he saw that Lucien, who was holding the silver pocket watch, was not solemn or vigilant at all. Instead, the guy put on a smile and looked at him in a rather pitiful way.

This is not right!

Hardly had the idea occurred to Danisos when a cold, hazy beam of moonlight found its way through the narrow windows, leaving a whole ground of dreamy silver on the floor.

Chapter 780: The Silver Moon's Announcement

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The windows in Natravos' magic tower were in the classic style of the ancient Magic Empire. They were on the upper part of every level, narrow and unframed, as if they were directly embedded into the wall. The complicated panes formed all kinds of mysterious magic patterns.

Even during the day, the sun could barely reach into the magic tower because of the location and size of the windows and the blockage of the panes. As a result, the inside of the magic tower was always dim, dark, and horrifying, exactly like the impression of the ancient sorcerers in ordinary people's minds.

However, at this moment, the cold moonlight broke the everlasting dimness inside the magic tower, spraying pure and peaceful silver brightness on the fallen walls, the remains of the floor, and everyone's body.

The moonlight fell exactly on the place where Danisos was at. Having unfolded his body which was hundreds of meters long, he was flapping his enormous wings, spinning the rings of black scales, and opening his mouth to cast the unbelievably fast spells, when his back that was close to his head emitted a silver light under the moon.

Hooooooo!

The primordial dragon of time's dragon-tongued magic was directly disrupted. His thick neck raised high, and he roared in extreme pain.

On his back, where the silver moonlight gathered, a beautiful "girl", whose blond long hair was tied on one side, appeared. Half squatting, she held a silver longsword and stabbed it into Danisos' back brutally, without the slightest emotion in her crimson eyes.

Where the silver longsword stabbed into, a cluster of transparent blood erupted, exactly like the famous spring in Rentato City Square.

When the blood dropped on the floor, it did not mix with the dust at all. Instead, it rolled on the ground like mercury, uncontaminated!

Hooooooo!

Danisos' painful roar was his dying struggle. His body shook violently, and all his gray scales emanated ripples of light. The black circles that looked like rings expanded and stood up. Immediately, the space and time around him were slowed to the minimum. All the legends were slowed down as if they were performing a play. The mist and the bolts of lightning were frozen to a consistency like gel.

However, no matter how Danisos struggled and resisted, the light of the silver moon was still shining on his back, and the hazy, beautiful shadow was still squatting; her hands that were holding the silver longsword did not move at all. A black fire started to appear on the longsword, and unimaginably complicated symbols began to flow in it and inject into Danisos' body!

It was Alterna, the God of Silver Moon!

The Demogorgon of Darkness' eyes that were constantly changing colors were frozen. He was a top legend and the "master" of a demiplane, and he was far away from the battle. Therefore, he was not affected by Danisos' dying outbursts, but he could sense the condescending indifference directly. Even though Alterna did not look at him, a pair of crimson eyes popped up in his head coldly.

Goddamn Dracula, didn't you say that the Silver Moon was somewhere around the Boundless Ocean? Wasn't she conspiring with the Lord of Hell to deal with Pope Viken?

Also, why is the Silver Moon helping the Demogorgon of Eyes and the Six-Armed Inquisitor? I have three vampire princes on my side, who are her loyal supporters. Killing the enemy will not influence her at all! Even though she wants to save the werewolves, she doesn't have to be so intense, does she?

Judging from the timing of her attack, she seems to have been taking advantage of it all the time!

Gonheim had no doubt that the Silver Moon had arrived in person at this moment!

What should he do?

Ask Dracula to keep Lucien Evans occupied so that he could save Danisos and resist the Silver Moon together with him? As long as they could stop her for a couple of minutes, it would be enough for the "Mastermind" to arrive in the body of the Elder Mind and kill all the other legends.

However, Danisos had been directly hit by the Silver Moon's Sword of Origin and Destiny. He would be disabled if not dead. How long could he stall the Silver Moon after he was saved? If Gonheim was mired here, he might be unable to escape!

So, should he give up the chance and run away immediately?

As the demon who was most similar to devils, Gonheim certainly had the nature of devils. He liked to consider the pros and cons. When there were greater dangers or temptations, he would abandon or betray his partners without any hesitation. As for contracts and oaths, he was certainly cunning enough to keep loopholes for himself. Besides, there were few witnesses who could guarantee such contracts. There might be no losses at all even if he betrayed him.

Thinking quickly, Gonheim weighed the risks and returns. Of course, he knew that it was an urgent matter and that he had to make up his mind quickly whether to run or to save his ally.

However, at this moment, below another narrow window, David, who had passed out because of the battle of legends, floated up. His hair became as silver as the moon, and he smiled at the Demogorgon of Darkness.

It was Rhine, the Observer!

Gonheim saw that David's face turned handsome and weird, with two enormous black bat wings unfolded on his back. He was exactly the Silver-Eyed Count!

"When did you replace him?" Gonheim asked solemnly.

David was an important part of his plan. So, he had corrupted the guy a long time ago. He stopped paying attention to him after Natravos was killed and asked him to deliver the message. Little did he anticipate that David would turn into Rhine at some point.

Rhine smiled but did not say anything. He raised his right hand, as if he were the conductor of a concert. Together with his movement, a tall and cold moon rose out of the narrow window behind him.

This time, instead of summoning the Silver Moon, he had created a moon of his own with his strength.

His strength had been greatly improved too… The Demogorgon of Darkness made a decision after seeing that. He had decided to surpass Rhine and escape back into the abyss.

Therefore, the darkness arrived. Weak, barely perceivable light raged inside, creating the frigidity that felt like the end of the universe. It was the lonely and lifeless darkness that did not have any temperature. It was the purest and most devastating darkness!

Rhine waved his right hand, and the symphony burst out. The moon collapsed from the sky into the darkness, releasing infinite brightness that filled up everybody's horizon.

When Gonheim fought Rhine, Lucien looked at Prince Dracula with a smile. "How could I have come if I had not smelled the Silver Moon?"

Dracula was both jealous and loath. Why did he not smell the air of the Primordial Ancestor when a human sorcerer could?

What have I done wrong?

In his fury, his body collapsed into countless bats that flew toward Lucien overwhelmingly.

Those bats were the size of the skull, with pointy, narrow, and bloody mouths. They looked hideous and terrifying.

Knowing that the bats that Dracula turned into could directly absorb energy, Lucien did not activate "Elemental Protection" but simply pressed the Moon Timer.

The Moon Timer was ticking when Lucien pressed it. Then, it immediately came to a stop after a crack. As a result, the colors around faded away, and everything was covered in lifeless grayness. Those bats became the bugs in ambers, frozen in midair.

Lucien did not perform "Luxury Cracking", which was what he usually did, but he simply cast "Vengeful Gaze" that was attached with "Hand of Uncertainties". His right eye became clear, reflecting the beauty of rubies before a ray of light shot out from it.

Lucien did so because Dracula was particularly good at "Night Travel" and resisting space-time consolidation. Even though he was not immune to "Advanced Time Stop", the effect would be broken many seconds in advance.

Suddenly, the frozen bats were covered in shadows and collapsed where they were. In the lifeless grayness, the shadow of a sundial forged out of gold appeared. Every mark of time was a symbol made of different gems, and at the center was a narrow, long gold stick.

The shadow of the gold stick spun quickly on the surface of the sundial, and the frozen time and space were immediately back to normal. Dracula, in his black tailcoat and his red-and-black cape, appeared again. At this moment, "Vengeful Gaze" had already reached him.

Dracula's face was livid, and his crimson eyes contained the deepest fury. He simply allowed the Vengeful Gaze to hit him.

However, the moment "Vengeful Gaze" touched his body, a lackluster fog rose. After a moment, the crimson rays vanished into thin air.

Was it the power of "Elimination"?

Lucien was rather shocked. Even though he knew that Prince Dracula was capable of depriving and robbing someone of one of their supernatural powers, he did not expect that he would steal "Elimination" too. The "sundial" with which he broke "Time Stop" just now was perhaps not an extraordinary item but a unique ability.

Although the stolen abilities would be one level lower than his actual level, it was not hard to imagine how terrifying Prince Dracula was when all of them were combined. No wonder he had always been among the top three on the Cleansing List.

However, Lucien was not scared at all. Faced with the enormous shadow that Prince Dracula turned into, he raised his hands with a smile.

"Eternal Blaze!"

Using Eternal Blaze in such an enclosed environment? Does he not worry that he might kill himself? Gonheim, who was attempting to flee, was greatly shocked.

He knew very clearly that Douglas' "Eternal Blaze", when performed with full strength, was as powerful as an attack of demigods. Since Lucien was not very far away from Douglas right now, and "Eternal Blaze" came from his legendary class and was deeply associated with his cognitive world, his "Eternal Blaze" would be no weaker than Douglas'. It was possible that it was as powerful as a real demigod attack!

The most dazzling light burst out like a small sun, but it was much less powerful than Gonheim imagined.

"No!"

Dracula screamed miserably under the pure and overwhelming sunlight. The shadow he turned into was gone, and terrible blisters appeared on his face!

After he reached the peak of legendary, Lucien's control over "Eternal Blaze" had reached a very accurate level. He could control its power precisely. Just now, he only caused a minor "fusion" to make use of the high temperature, the rays of particles, and the damage of the sunlight. As long as the enemy was not at the center and not entirely defenseless, even a level-three legend could've resisted it. However, Dracula was different. As a primordial vampire, he hated "sunlight" more than anything else!

Hooooooo!

Danisos roared in regrets. The black fire of void on the Sword of Origin and Destiny had already consumed him, drawing "symbols" one after another on his body.

Suddenly, Alterna drew the longsword out. Black fire spurted out of the fire as well as the void, igniting the magic tower, the chaotic jungle, and the whole demiplane!

The chaotic and corrupted air of the abyss was gone, and a bright moon showed up in the sky. Danisos, on the other hand, shrank his body and crouched next to Alterna's feet.

Seizing the opportunity, the Demogorgon of Darkness took one of Rhine's attacks the hard way and escaped back to the abyss.

Looking at the Demogorgon of Eyes, the Six-Armed Inquisitor, and the other legendary experts with her crimson eyes, Alterna announced solemnly, "I am your president."

Huh?

All the legendary experts were stunned.

Chapter 781: Sending Away "Politely"

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In the Jungle of Demons, the bright silver moon had driven the dark clouds in the sky away, but the moonlight had resumed to normal.

However, as the blond figure became clearer, the cold and lonely moonlight had cast over the entire magic tower and looked rather peaceful and quiet.

Beside Alterna's feet, Danisos had become as small as the size of Alferris, the Little Crystal, and there was a horrible lesion in his back. Chunks of flesh covered in black flames were falling to the ground, and thus the transparent and shapeless organs and the spine had been revealed. What was even worse was that half of his wings had been cut off and the bones were now visible.

If the unreal flame kept burning, Danisos, Dragon of Time and Luminosity, would for sure die soon, but the flame was now slowly dying. It would take him a long, long time to recover from such a horrible injury by Sword of Origin and Destiny.

At this time, he was lying beside Alterna's feet. Although well-known for his great life force, Danisos still had no idea how long it would take for him to recover.

Around him, drops of blood came together and formed a transparent lake in which his flesh and half wing were floating.

Watching the scene, hearing Alterna's serious announcement, none of them present, including Elder Mind and Dracula, could figure out what just happened.

Alterna had no intention to repeat, but her scarlet eyes stared at them who were all stupefied by the situation, as if she believed that they would understand somehow.

The air suddenly became somewhat weird.

At this time, Rhine had folded back his giant bat wings and smiled. "So what the Primordial Ancestor means is that our era is the most chaotic, dangerous, and lively one since the age of mythology. So here the Primordial Ancestor is, to lead us out of the thick fog…

"… All of you should have felt the imposing dangers surrounding us in this era. A legendary could fall at any time if he or she lowers her guard. No one could stay away from it even if you don't want to be involved at all. Therefore, this is the worst era ever for you all…

"… But the revolution of the world and power will also bring unprecedented opportunities. I believe that in the upcoming decades, we'll have the most precious chance ever, which exceeds any opportunities in the past to further improve ourselves and to even transcend our own lives! But it all depends on if you can seize it…"

His silver eyes looked around at the extremely powerful legendaries and smiled. "… Therefore, this is also the best era ever for you all, and this completely depends on your choice. Facing the current situation, the disparate groups will for sure die, and the united groups will grow. We have to reform the Dark Congress just like what those sorcerers did to their own congress to secure our survival and more opportunities…"

He walked to the legendaries and asked in a cheerful tone, "Any ideas?"

Rhine's lecture finally made them understand what Alterna's announcement meant. Somehow, the "Silver Moon" had started wanting to reform and consolidate the Dark Congress and to be the president.

Therefore, taking advantage of the Danisos, Dracula, Demogorgon of Darkness, and Ogre's plot, Alterna had defeated the primordial dragon and thus ruled out the legendary who was most likely to stand against her.

Dracula felt both disappointed and excited. What made him feel disappointed was that obviously, the Primordial Ancestor did not trust him enough; but what made him excited was that once the Primordial Ancestor became the president of the congress, he would be able to skip Rhine to summon her.

He touched the blisters on his face and took a deep breath. Then he lowered his head and said, "Your leading of the congress is our great honor."

"We werewolves are always ready to serve you," Dubenal said hurriedly before Sonite to show his loyalty.

Lucien was a bit amused. The werewolves were nothing more than big dogs.

The vampires and werewolves were the fastest to show their attitude. The rest of them needed a bit of time to think about it. The primordial dragons did agree on reforming the congress but on the premise that they should be the leader. And those Demogorgon of Eyes also had their own reasons to refuse.

They were weighing Rhine's words. Indeed, this world was getting too dangerous. In the past, becoming a legendary basically meant endless life. However, the situation had totally changed now. Even if they just did nothing, they would still have to be careful not to be killed by someone else.

But this was just a beginning. When the powers were all ready after their plots worked out, to collect followers and resources, another War of Dawn might happen. At that time, anyone could fall!

Demogorgon of Eyes and the rest of the legendaries were never on full alert even after the death of the demon prince and what happened to the Master of the Boundless Ocean. They believed that in the Dark Mountain Range, they could always avoid any dangers in time. However, the siege that happened just now had finally warned them. Maybe coming together wasn't something bad.

What was more important was that their president would be a demigod. They needed that strong power!

Rhine saw through the struggles in their mind, so he smiled and added, "What's passed belongs to the past."

Then they finally made up their mind, including Ogre and the six primordial dragons, because of the reasons above, and also because they did not dare to say no in front of the "Silver Moon".

They could not take the risk no matter how many mysterious spells they knew.

They looked up at their president, trying to see the "Silver Moon" better and to show their loyalties.

At this time, Alterna turned to look at Lucien and pointed at the remains of the primordial time dragon, including some blood, flesh, and a wing.

"Your food," Alterna said seriously.

Then she quickly turned around as if staring at the blood for too long would be too much of a temptation to her.

Somehow, the president doesn't appear to be very reliable, the legendaries thought to themselves. But soon, they realized that it was the president who defeated the primordial time dragon and did all the plotting, and those who believed that Alterna was unreliable perhaps had all been eaten by Alterna.

"We're all very confident and much encouraged to have you, the 'Silver Moon', to be our president," said one of the legendaries, and they saluted in great respect, with only Elder Mind hesitating a bit.

The pair of scarlet eyes stared at Elder Mind.

After a while, Elder Mind finally lowered his head and said, "Your wish is our will."

If Danisos still got his back, Elder Mind would not have given in. However, there were now two top vampire legendaries, the congress had been united, and the "Silver Moon" had become the president.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the King of Nightmare had made up his mind heading for Allyn.

Lucien thought that the problem had been solved in a perfect way, but when he was collecting the time dragon flesh and about to leave, he realized that others did not think so at all.

"Mr. Evans, when are you leaving the Dark Mountain Range?" asked Cervantes seriously.

Lucien thought for a while and said, "I'll pay a short visit to Mr. Rhine and then I'll leave."

Then Lucien heard many sighs of relief. Cervantes finally gave Lucien a sincere smile. "Then, take care."

"I hope you don't come here often," said Ogre a bit resentfully.

Lucien did not think it was fear. They made the plot themselves, and it turned out that only Natravos was killed. He shouldn't be the one taking all the blame and thus be called the "Embodiment of Misfortunes"!

…

In the Valley of Fiery Stone, Fitia, wearing the black magic robe of the ancient magic empire, saw Dracula coming back in a great rage.

"It failed?" Fitia asked, lifting an eyebrow.

Dracula told the whole story to Fitia and asked angrily, "You said the congress would be reorganized!"

Fitia grinned. "Am I wrong?"

"You!" Dracula's dark red eyes were furious.

Fitia shrugged a bit and then squatted down to stroke the cat, Skoy.

Dracula stared at her for a while but finally managed to control himself. He complained in great frustration, "Why the Primordial Ancestor always, always trusts that b*stard more! Even a sorcerer is more trustworthy than me!"

The same cheerful smile remained on Fitia's face. She had been used to this since a long time ago.

The black cat Skoy turned around proudly and swept Fitia's hand with its tail.

Chapter 782: The Age of Mythology

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In Observer's Castle, Lucien stood in front of a row of bookshelves and was reading a book about the era ruled by dragons, in which different traditions and customs of the time were recorded.

The elegant study was well decorated, and the books on the shelves were well-organized. Except for the Age of Mythology, the books covered the rest of the past ages, even including the lost ones.

The study was not strange to Lucien, as this was the place where he took away Transformation Mask, but this time, the creepy garden and the magic plants could not intimidate him anymore.

Lucien read the book very fast because he had a spiritual library. Meanwhile, he was waiting for Rhine and the "Silver Moon" to come back. To reorganize and unite the congress, they would need to sign a formal agreement, and the witness would be their leader, the president.

Only the most innocent and inexperienced would expect that these top legendaries would bend their knees forever only because of the prestige and power of the "Silver Moon", as the power of the "Silver Moon" could not easily beat all the top legendaries if they should come all together. Therefore, a good way would be securing what they had for now and seek cooperation with those who were not resolute. Then they would eat away the opposite power bit by bit and gradually absorb their power, or the congress would still fall apart eventually.

The top legendaries were for sure still pissed, but they still chose to follow the "Silver Moon" because of their best interests. The fits of anger in their minds were not intense enough for them to risk all they had to fight against Alterna. Therefore, the reassembly of the Dark Congress had finally got a pretty good start.

After half an hour, Rhine, wearing a red vest and a black long coat, took his time and walked in the study.

"Where's the Hon. 'Silver Moon'?" asked Lucien, who was going to ask her about the Age of Mythology.

Rhine sighed. "She felt bored and then disappeared again. Maybe she needed to resist her gluttony. After all, there are quite some lovely 'desserts' in her eyes…"

Lucien did not know what to say. After all, a president who kept going missing wasn't a piece of good news to the Dark Congress…

Rhine smiled. "Don't worry. She'll be back when something big happens. You can count on her on that."

"Sir, can you please summon her? I've got some questions…" said Lucien.

Rhine walked to the desk and sat down. "We knew what you wanted to ask, so Alterna has told me all, and I'll be telling you."

"You knew?" Lucien was a bit surprised.

Rhine's silver eyes looked at Lucien, and there was a meaningful smile on his face. "The moment when you found the sun, Alterna knew you were coming. It's about the strange things in the deepest part of the Boundless Ocean, right?"

"Yeah… Normally speaking, the deepest part of the Boundless Ocean should be like the atmosphere in the way that it should never go around and around in the same place. Based on my model, it's almost impossible that this was naturally formed, so I guess that this has to do with the Age of Mythology. But I'm not sure…"

Rhine asked out of curiosity, "What model is it? How did you find it out? Viken even ignored it, as a demigod."

"… Sir, are you interested in Arcana?" Lucien said after a short pause.

Rhine made a fake cough and picked up the quill-pen on the desk. "Never mind…"

Rhine started looking serious as he said, "At the very beginning, Alterna's consciousness was only half-woken, so her sense of the world was rather blurry, like a dream. In Alterna's dream, the soul did not have to depend on a body but could be like some spirits, or like light walking over the surface of a dark lake. At that time, some magic creatures that owned some extraordinary powers started to grow stronger and stranger, but the initial intelligence did not yet take place."

Lucien listened very attentively. The progress of this world might not be identical to the evolving process of the earth, and this might be one of the most important clues for exploring the nature of this magic world. Lucien also believed that although the processes might be different, the rules hiding behind might still be the same. Perhaps the oddness of this world was caused by some other unexpected factors.

"When the Primordial Ancestor fully woke up and started walking on the land, many magic creatures emerged, and so did the Lord of Hell and the Will of Abyss. Out of their instinct, they launched bitter fights." Rhine did not directly explain the oddness of the Boundless Ocean but started from the general background of that era.

The ancestors of the magic creatures nowadays were born a long, long time ago, but at that time, they already had some extraordinary powers…

Lucien frowned slightly, but he then relaxed. Based on the studies conducted by the congress on the origin of the world, soil, and some fossils, it seemed that this kind of initial stage of power only had to do with soul power but not with the environment.

Lucien then noticed something strange. "At that time, there were only three demigods and there was no conflict in their interests. Except for the Will of Abyss, which would launch random attacks, it seems that the Lord of Hell and Her Hon. had no reason for fighting. And why were there only three demigods? How does this match the Age of Mythology?"

"When they were first born, the two demigods only had endless lives, but they had not mastered their own wills and powers, and they were greatly influenced by their instincts. The Primordial Ancestor once told me that there were many, many potential ones that could grow into demigods, but in the end, only three made it. The rest of them all failed, like the ancient elven tree, like Blue Gate. They were only half awake but never made it further."

Rhine then added, "Then, when more intelligent creatures were born, some powerful ones started collecting their followers and became fake gods like what you saw in the dimension.

"… So in the entire Age of Mythology, the Will of Abyss kept killing and slaughtering, the Lord of Hell kept seeking for ways to grow more power, while the half-awake 'wills' were joining the Primordial Ancestor to fight against them. The fake gods were all trying to grow stronger and stronger by eating each other, and they thus were lured by the Lord of Hell and became its experiment subjects. The Lord of Hell could figure out why there were fake gods and what their powers were. In fact, the Lord of Hell gave it the name—the power of faith…"

Lucien rubbed his chin. "The Lord of Hell named it?"

"Yes, but in the end, the Lord of Hell got nothing, until the genius, Thanos, figured out a way to produce demigods by combining the ancient devil power and the power of faith and even the way of becoming a true god. I've been thinking that it was the Lord of Hell who purposefully released the information to Thanos in the first place," Rhine said with his fingers crossed.

"Then how were the Lord of Hell and the Will of Abyss trapped out of the main material world?" Lucien did not rush into asking the oddness about the Boundless Ocean, as he believed that it should be about the same thing.

Rhine grinned. "The climax of this whole thing was a big-scale fight among those gods. In the fight, almost all of them fell. The ancient elven trees lost their wills, completely, and became part of the world. The Lord of Hell and the Will of Abyss were sent into exile, and the Primordial Ancestor could no more walk on the land at her wish anymore."

Even if very few of them survived, they must have all been killed by the World of Souls.

"Like how?" Lucien did not understand how they were restricted.

Rhine pointed at the sky above the Dark Mountain Range and said, "In the Age of Mythology, the Dark Mountain Range didn't look the same as what we could see today. There weren't that many space gaps. Instead, there were many stable channels heading for the other dimensions, and there was a demigod-to-be sleeping there, as well as in the deepest part of the Boundless Ocean. However, at that time, the depths of the Boundless Ocean and the Moonlight Ocean were like the atmosphere. You could keep walking further and further, but you just couldn't 'see' how you came all the way."

"Does this oddness start from the very beginning?" asked Lucien thoughtfully.

Rhine looked a bit confused. "At least since the Primordial Ancestor woke up. But earlier in the Primordial Ancestor's dream, that place was less odd compared to the time after. Land could be faintly seen through the atmosphere. However, it was just one of the Primordial Ancestor's dreams, and many of them have been proved wrong or twisted. Don't take it seriously."

Lucien slightly nodded and waited for Rhine to continue.

"At the end of the war, those half-awake existences including Blue Gate sacrificed their wills and helped the Primordial Ancestor twist the time and space, and thus the direct connection between the main material world and the dimensions were cut off. Only those space nodes were left for traveling. And the Boundless Ocean and the Dark Mountain Range became what we see today.

"… Also, because of this disconnection, the Lord of Hell and the Will of Abyss were kept away from the main material world as there were no stable channels, and it was the same for the Primordial Ancestor. Therefore, the Primordial Ancestor created the vampires and werewolves in advance and left me with the power to summon her. This way she can land at some key moments by breaking the limit," said Rhine, who felt it totally fine with being used as a tool.

Lucien asked, "Then why were time and space twisted into this model? How did Alterna do this? Was there something… like a hint?"

"At that time, they fought and cast out their instincts. So out of instinct, the Primordial Ancestor felt that worked the best…" Rhine was sure that the Silver Moon wouldn't have been a mathematician there to solve the problem.

Lucien smiled. One of the biggest problems in his mind had been solved, and that had ruled out a possible hidden danger.