At this mont, beyond the sky, the enormous entity of the World Tree had completely isolated the universe from the ground. Thus, the angels living in the Holy Land under the Sun Ring above were unaware of the specific situation on the small Dragon Tail Island at this mont. They could only feel the powerful forces of the two demigods blooming on the planet’s surface.
Similarly, Gabriel and Emhardt, who were also beyond the atmosphere, experienced the sa feeling, but unlike the other angels, the Angel Leader, known for her wisdom and observation, had her unique thods.
At the urgent request of Emhardt, she placed a phantom eye hanging behind her in front of Emhardt, allowing him to see the specific situation below through the demigods’ power in front of him.
Worrying about Fisher, Emhardt hurriedly pointed the single eye on the book cover at the phantom eye, staying in Gabriel’s embrace to look below.
He soon saw the ever-collapsing ground, where the full power of Chaos and Death Authority was being pressed together, driven by the demigods’ power, retreating under the ground. From a distance, the fire pillars and chaos rooting beneath the surface resembled a deadly tumor, boring a fatal threat into this world.
Seeing the terrifying scene below, for so reason, the term "Baimon" was the first to jump into Emhardt’s mind.
He suddenly rembered what he had seen in the Abyss Baing’s library, where he seed to have seen the structure of the Demons’ Dynasty, with the Abyss guarded by Agares and Baal right below the Dynasty.
The Death Rune in Fisher’s hand earlier was sothing that had flowed from the hands of Demon God Agares, a fact Emhardt had known for a long ti, even if Fisher hadn’t said so.
But why couldn’t he divulge a single detail, just as he couldn’t disclose the secrets he had seen in Baimon’s residence?
The first reason was that when he was bullied by Baimon, most of the knowledge he had secretly acquired was forcibly extracted; the remaining ones, impossible to extract, were sealed by the prohibitions left by Baimon.
"It’s... it’s Bai... uh ah..."
Emhardt mumbled, just about to say sothing, but the fear rising from deep within instantly shut him up.
He suddenly recalled so fragnted mory fragnts, seemingly events from before his amnesia.
Just as he had ntioned before, he didn’t rember who created him, nor how he got lost from the Holy Land. Even the Holy Descendants he worshipped left only a vague impression in his mind. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so disappointed after eting the Holy Descendants in person; in his eyes, only Gabriel was considered a good Holy Descendant.
Yet at this mont, his mind suddenly flashed back to extrely vague, undefined fragnts, seemingly from before his amnesia and loss from the Holy Land...
The information from those fragnts was minimal; he only felt like sothing was observing him.
It was a pair of smiling blue-gold eyes, with curved eyebrows, full of mischief...
Despite being such ordinary fragnts, they filled Emhardt with extre terror; though he was still in Gabriel’s embrace, he started to uncontrollably shiver.
"Ha... ha... ha..."
"Nob, Nob, what’s wrong?"
The previously dazed Gabriel, sensing Emhardt’s fear in her arms, quickly lowered her head to look at him, puzzled about what had happened to him...
But the near-exhausted Emhardt struggled to sit up, the transcending all-ti and all-thing Prohibition preventing him from speaking out, yet so words could still escape,
"Mom... quickly... find Fisher... if he stays by Ba... uh... any longer, he’ll be dood... if he is dood, I won’t want to live either, waah waaah!"
Gabriel reached out to touch his book cover, then glanced sideways at the Dragon Continent below where the two demigods intervened,
"Good... good... Nob..."
Behind her, countless phantom eyes swept across Dragon Tail Island, as if thousands of eyes were simultaneously closely watching everything on Dragon Tail Island. Soon, she discovered the severely injured and vulnerable Helair in his arms, constantly attempting to extend the Fluid Sword, yet what Chaos ravaged was more than just Fisher; not everyone could remain unscathed after experiencing Chaos Pollution like Fisher did.
The Fluid Sword had withered, and Fisher’s condition was concerning; previously, their exceedingly high flight to escape the demigods’ attack range left it unclear if David’s actions were in retaliation for Fisher’s earlier rudeness or inevitable asures.
In any case, Fisher’s current situation is indeed very dangerous.
In the universe, Gabriel, holding Emhardt, stood motionless like a puppet, and after a mont, she gently raised her right hand. At this mont, the countless eyes behind her began to grow extrely bright, symbolizing the activation of her power.
"Tick... tick... tick..."
In the vacuum of the universe, the ripples of power gradually descended. As it entered the atmosphere, it gradually ford a soft sound like raindrops falling to the ground.
User Comments
0 comments from readers