Chapter 1171: Section 1172: Competing for the Prival Fla
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Prival Fla! This is the Prival Fla!
The majority of those present had never seen the Prival Fla before, but the mont they saw this fla, without any doubt, they imdiately recognized it as the Prival Fla!
“Indeed, it is the Prival Fla!” a voice, sowhat immature and youthful, suddenly cried out loudly, “I can feel it, there’s no mistake! This is the Prival Fla!”
All eyes followed the sound, and the speaker was a young fire demon standing beside Aoluxiya, who at that mont was pointing excitedly at the small fla on the tavern master’s forearm, bouncing up and down with excitent.
For Greerwu, it had experienced its ancestors’ Prival Fla, but that kind of Prival Fla was dusky and somber, always reminding it of the Death Lord’s Tomb of Ashes and Gloom. As a young and lively fire demon, Greerwu didn’t like that type of Prival Fla, although the implications it contained were still vast and deep.
On the other hand, the small tuft of white Prival Fla on the tavern master’s arm was completely different. It was vibrant, bursting with life, full of vitality. Feeling the breath of this Prival Fla, Greerwu felt as if it saw hope… The hope of transforming from a young fire demon into a Patterned Fla Demon.
Perhaps Greerwu was the most familiar with the Prival Fla among those present. Thus, when Greerwu confird that it was indeed the Prival Fla, all the fire demons’ eyes turned red, their gazes scorching as they stared at the tiny fla.
The wizards on the other side, upon seeing the Prival Fla, also had eyes filled with greed and longing. After all, unlike demons, nearly every wizard practiced so fire Spell Technique, and the Prival Fla’s effect on the growth of fire was absolutely top-notch!
Even Monty was initially attracted by the Prival Fla, but Monty had his own obsessions. The Prival Fla was indeed precious, but as a frost wizard, the allure of the Prival Fla was in fact limited for him; Aoluxiya was his true goal!
However, as Monty’s gaze was locked on Aoluxiya, Aoluxiya was not looking at Monty but was instead focusing all his attention on the Prival Fla. Just as Monty had his obsessions, Aoluxiya had his too, but his obsession was the distant future. And the key to unlocking that future needed the Prival Fla to be activated!
A sudden whooshing of wind sliced through the silence.
It was a small handfire demon, unable to resist the pull of the Prival Fla, rushing over.
Angel also noticed this small handfire demon and thought soone would stop it, but oddly, no demon moved to prevent the small demon’s action. Even as it passed by Komodo’s side, Komodo rely glanced at it and did nothing.
While Angel was puzzled, the small handfire demon had already sprinted to the top of the tower, in front of the painting.
However, just as the small demon extended its thin hand, greedily trying to seize the tuft of fla, the hand erging from the vortex, which belonged to the night tavern master, suddenly moved—
It took a twist and grabbed the small handfire demon by the neck.
Instantly, the small handfire demon rolled its eyes back.
At the sa ti, Komodo and Aoluxiya both sprang into action, charging directly towards the fla.
Seeing this, Angel began to understand why Komodo and Aoluxiya had not stopped the handfire demon—they had used the small demon as bait…
Aoluxiya, who was closest to the Prival Fla, twisted and turned with care not to touch the night tavern master and snatched the glimring white Prival Fla into his hands.
But Aoluxiya had barely ti to feel elated when Komodo charged over. Like a rolling atball battle chariot, accompanied by thunderous rumblings, Komodo turned into a blur of motion and ramd into Aoluxiya’s back.
The colossal boom upon impact even rippled through the Void!
Aoluxiya, caught off guard, was struck dumb, and the tuft of Prival Fla in his hand was tossed into the air.
Aoluxiya quickly regained his bearings and reached out to snatch the Prival Fla, but Komodo showed no sign of weakness, lunging to seize it while launching attacks to hinder Aoluxiya.
A demon and a descendant of a Demon God turned into blurs of afterimages, fighting fiercely with one another.
There were actually so fire wizards among the humans who were extrely envious of the tossed Prival Fla, but when their gaze fell upon the hand amidst the vortex, they stopped in their tracks.
The might of the Demon Lord deterred them from acting impulsively.
Moreover, the energy unleashed in the fight between Aoluxiya and Komodo was enough to keep everyone at bay, fearful of accidental wounds.
Aoluxiya and Komodo fought evenly matched, but the tossed Prival Fla was bound to settle.
The white Prival Fla floated through the air as if choosing its destination, and eventually… it selected a young fire demon nearby, falling into Greerwu’s hands.
Greerwu, holding the Prival Fla, looked utterly bewildered.
A sound of sothing tearing through the air ca from afar, as attendant fire demon Tandin imdiately pulled Greerwu around in a circle, hiding behind the painting.
Seeing the exploding shards of stone next to him, Greerwu realized that soone had tried to ambush him!
“Quick, pocket the Prival Fla!” the attendant fire demon shouted as he saw Greerwu’s stunned face.
Greerwu hastily thought of storing the Prival Fla within his own Demon Storage, but after a mont of panic, Greerwu exclaid, “No, it’s no good. The Prival Fla can’t be put into the space; I can feel it. If forced in, the Prival Fla will extinguish imdiately!”
Like Spatial Artifacts, Demon Storage is a stable, artificially created space for storing items.
As the “fire of origin,” the Prival Fla relied on vast and complex rules; therefore, it was impossible to be contained within a storage space with incredibly weak rules. Even spaces like the Witchcraft Garden, which were almost akin to a small world, couldn’t hold the Prival Fla.
In a mont of urgency for Greerwu, Aoluxiya suddenly appeared next to him.
“Give the Prival Fla.”
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Greerwu did not hesitate to hand over the Prival Fla to Aoluxiya. Although it greatly desired the Prival Fla, it understood that keeping it would be like holding a hot potato.
At that mont, a dark shadow fell from the sky; it was Komodo rushing down.
Aoluxiya pinched the Prival Fla in one hand while extending the other, murmuring strange Demon God incantations. A terrifying burst of impact erupted from the palm, sending Komodo tumbling hundreds of ters away!
After a series of rolls, Komodo managed to stop its fall. By then, Aoluxiya had already seized the Prival Fla.
Aoluxiya returned to the side of the painting, lifting its head to no longer et the gazes of Monty and Komodo, but rather nurous covetous eyes.
“Ah—” A scream suddenly rang out.
The little demon with fla control, whose throat had been grasped by the night master, had finally been decapitated under the ferocious force.
Everyone’s attention shifted back to the vortex on the painting when the night master stretched out his other hand. After both hands erged, the night master’s first action was not to pull his body through but to grip the edges of the vortex with bulging veins, tearing at it directly.
The vortex grew larger under the night master’s tugging.
asured against the night master’s hands now, his size was absolutely comparable to a giant’s. The vortex had been too small before, only wide enough for two hands to squeeze through, but now he could enlarge it to accommodate his massive physique.
When the vortex had stretched to its limit, the night master’s head finally began to slowly erge.
At first, only the top of his head was visible, where one could see that the night master’s hair was no more, replaced by blazing orange flas.
However, within those orange flas, there was a small tuft of purple fla, exceedingly special.
It radiated the sa vibrations as the previous white Prival Fla. Only, sothing carried by the fla seed to have changed.
“Is that also Prival Fla?!” soone asked.
The covetous looks of Aoluxiya and Komodo explained everything—
That purple fla was still Prival Fla!
“You still want to compete with ?” Komodo glared fiercely at Aoluxiya, or rather, at the white Prival Fla in Aoluxiya’s hands.
Aoluxiya did not respond, only looking at Komodo with indifferent eyes.
Neither Komodo nor Aoluxiya intended to let go, but neither made a move—at this mont, the purple Prival Fla was atop the night master’s head.
Elsewhere, Angel looked at Fafnir, “Lord Fafnir, aren’t you going to fight for it?”
“What does it matter to ?”
Angel pointed to the Fla Mark on his earlobe.
Seeing that, Fafnir responded indifferently, “If Odeclass requires Prival Fla, he will never subcontract it to others, he would step into that world himself.”
While Fafnir spoke, the night master’s head had completely erged.
Moreover, with incredible speed, his upper body was freed from the other end of the vortex. However, the flas scorching the night master’s features and upper body made them hard to discern.
Until the night master’s tightly shut eyes opened. Amidst the roaring flas, a bright light shone forth.
As that light flickered, the fire engulfing the night master’s upper body, including his head, gradually dimd. However, these flas did not vanish but transford into a suit of armor covered in strange patterns.
Including his features, the night master’s face was now masked by this peculiarly textured face armor, reflecting a faint cold light.
The eyes on the face armor were covered by a thin, black layer. Although one couldn’t see the night master’s eyes through it, one could sense his cold and primitive gaze.
As the night master’s upper body all but erged from the vortex, the humans led by Monty kept retreating.
Though the night master emitted no pressure, everyone understood that he had certainly reached that step.
Monty had already retired from his frost giant appearance, and hidden beneath his robe, his hand gripped a Mysterious Object radiating mystical vibrations. This object was his confidence for daring to co to Lassudral, and also the trump card for the Frostmoon Alliance.
Even though Angel had said that the night master seed to hold no prejudice against humans or demons, Monty didn’t dare gamble on it.
If the night master truly made a move, Monty would have to abandon Aoluxiya and flee Lassudral for the ti being.
At this thought, Monty’s gaze involuntarily shifted towards Angel on the other side.
At that mont, the night master slowly lifted his head, his eyes leisurely scanning the crowd outside. When his gaze passed over the demon and human factions, he made no pause.
It wasn’t until he saw Angel that the night master’s gaze hesitated. Then, his eyes moved on, sweeping past the burning gaze of Komodo before finally resting on Aoluxiya.
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