'"That brother of mine is indeed on this planet. I can already feel it. But that woman named Sanna also said that my brother has already established his own power on this planet. If we appear rashly, I'm afraid it will attract the interference of the planet's natives. After all, I can vaguely feel some powerful auras inside, and a few of them are enough to threaten me. " Stark narrowed his eyes, "So to find my brother, I think we have to rely on the forces of some planet's natives. This is called doing as the Romans do."
Soon, a prosperous city appeared in the porthole of the flying ship. Although it was late at night and the lights in the city were not bright, the magnificence and tension of the city could not be concealed by the dense night. Even Stark, who was used to seeing magnificent scenery everywhere in the universe, had to admit that the city had a simple and majestic beauty.
He saw Oliska, the capital of the Human Kingdom.
At the same time, on the way back to Dawn Castle, Great Emperor, who had eaten and drunk his fill, rode a gray horse, looking like a middle-aged Knight who was in dire straits. However, when Mount Dawn was in sight, Tangerio's eyes suddenly lit up, as if there were suns rising in his eyes. Great Emperor suddenly raised his head. The night sky was as quiet as ever. He frowned, shook his head, and said, "See, I'm really old. I'm so jumpy …"
What he didn't know was that when he raised his head, the invisible flying ship was sliding past him, circling around Mount Dawn and throwing itself in the direction of the Royal Hunting Ground.
Consciousness Void.
When Allen passed by the foot of the Void Volcano and brushed past the scorching lava, all he saw was endless darkness. He seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, but with his past experience, Allen knew what was coming next.
He prepared to enter the depths of his consciousness again. After his previous experiences, he knew what he saw at that time. It was a will that resided in the depths of his consciousness. It was ancient enough and absolutely powerful. If nothing unexpected happened, that will should be the ancestor on the other side of the river of life. It was just that Allen had never heard of anyone who could pry into the progenitor's will in the depths of their consciousness. Even if they walked the path of the progenitor's descendants, they would not be able to come into contact with the progenitor's will.
This was definitely a novel experience for Allen. Through the previous two encounters, he already knew that the will was like lava in the depths of a volcano. It was scorching and violent. That night in Frost Wind City, when he first came into contact with that will, Allen was affected by it, and his heart was filled with ruthlessness. Fortunately, Lola appeared and used her body to guide the flames in Allen's body. That was why Allen did not turn into a murderer or something else.
The second time he made contact, he went even deeper into that will. He saw its majestic statue that was like a giant god, and then he was ejected from the space of consciousness. However, during that contact, he had received a great deal of information from the will, which had benefited Allen greatly.
Now, Allen planned to make a third contact. As for what would happen, even he couldn't predict it. But this was something that had to be done. After all, the progenitor's will resided in the depths of his consciousness. This kind of thing had never happened before. Allen had no way to judge whether it was good or bad, so all he could do was try his best to understand it.
The answer could only be found with his own hands.
Faint flames began to appear in the abyss. Allen looked over, and the sea of flames in the depths of his consciousness emerged from the darkness. At the same time that Allen saw the flames, his hair and skin began to burn, and finally turned into a ball of flame. This ball of flame fell from the sky and fell into the sea of flames, but it did not make a splash. Allen's mind was calm, and he looked through the "eyes" of his consciousness. In the depths of the sea of flames, burning trenches were everywhere. He was falling toward one of the trenches. Even though he had turned into flames, he could still feel the scorching heat that burned even his soul.
He fell into the trench.
At first, all he could see were flames, like purgatory. Soon, the flames scattered in front of his eyes. Allen seemed to pass through another space. He found himself on another piece of land, slowly falling. At this moment, he felt something and looked at the end of the land. At the end was a bright red flame, spitting out thick smoke that was intertwined with black and gray, as well as a faint figure.
That figure was so huge that it was like a giant standing between heaven and earth. Its legs were hidden deep in the ground, and the clouds rolled past its waist. Its eyes were two blazing suns outside the clouds!
Come to me!
A voice resounded through the world, and the mighty sound waves filled every corner of the world, allowing Allen to hear it clearly. That will was summoning him, and every cell in Allen was cheering and jumping, if he still had cells in his current state.
At the same time.
Far away in the southern territory of the Bailey Empire, the Dead Valley shook once again. The tremor came from the depths of the Blood King's Cemetery. The entire cemetery was shaking, but for the warriors of the Lion Death Army stationed on the tenth floor, they were no longer surprised by such tremors.
Looking at a wisp of mud powder falling on his shoulder, the warrior, whose face was hidden in the crimson helmet, said in a hoarse voice, "Here we go again. Those guys down there are probably going crazy again."
A colleague beside him shrugged and said, "God knows what's going on down there. Since the discovery of the cemetery, there has never been such a frequent outbreak. I always feel that something big is going to happen sooner or later."
"Who knows? I just want to know how long we have to stay in this tomb."
"Shh, look …"
The two warriors looked at the same time. In the dim space in the distance, scarlet fluorescence appeared. The two warriors looked at each other and helplessly pulled out their sabers to face the countless graveyard creatures that pounced out of the darkness. That night, the creatures in the Blood King's Cemetery went berserk again. This was the third large-scale rampage after the mutation in the cemetery. The ruins investigation team in charge of studying the cemetery could not give an exact answer to this phenomenon.
Returning to the depths of his consciousness, Allen continued to fall. He saw a dark red scorched land that stretched for tens of thousands of miles. There were no plants or life in this scorched land. There were only rolling black mountain ranges, magma lakes of various sizes, volcanoes that spewed black smoke, and huge cracks that looked like wounds in the earth! Finally, Allen landed on the ground. When he landed, Allen found that he could stand up. He had a body again.
However, he no longer had a human form. Now, his body was purely made of flames. Allen raised his hand and watched as flames constantly swam out of his ten fingers. He could feel the existence of the Heavenly Fire Origin Energy in these scarlet flames. The distant will was still calling, but there was no longer the astonishing sound wave that had resounded throughout the world. Its voice only sounded in Allen's mind. It was low, as if a father was calling for his son.
Thus, Allen took a step forward. Although he didn't know how long it would take to reach that figure, he still walked in the direction of the two scorching suns in the sky.
The ancient will was watching him.
In this desolate land of ten thousand miles, a man of fire walked forward. Allen was used to this form of flames. Soon, he began to run, and in the last hundred meters, he turned into a stream of fire, rolling across the scarlet ground like a meteor.
However, the journey was clearly not as smooth as he had imagined. After advancing a distance of about ten kilometers, the ground began to tremble. Allen had no choice but to stop in case something unexpected happened. Just a dozen meters away from him, the scorched ground bulged. Dark red mud powder drifted in all directions, and a strange beast that looked like a wolf or tiger leaped out from the ground. The strange beast's body was covered in scorched earth, and flames flowed through the patterns on its body. Its eyes and even its mouth that let out a low roar could all be seen spewing out flames. It was as if this strange beast's body was wrapped in a ball of flames, or even magma!
More and more strange beasts like this appeared. They all leaped out of the scorched ground, densely packed like a sea of beasts. Allen couldn't feel the slightest bit of kindness from them. At the same time, he knew that these strange beasts existed to stop him from advancing. This was a kind of understanding that he could understand without the need for others to explain. Of course, Allen wouldn't retreat here. With a thought, flames erupted from his right hand.
The flames gushed out, then retracted, and finally condensed into a saber. Allen waved the Flame Saber and hooked his finger at the strange beast closest to him. That strange beast spat out two streams of flames from its nostrils. Then, its body shrunk and bounced, and it pounced at Allen. Allen easily dodged to the side, and the Flame Saber dragged freely, opening a wound on the side of the strange beast's body. There was no blood flowing out of the wound. Only magma fell to the ground, causing wisps of green smoke to rise.
The Flame Saber dragged all the way to the end, cutting the strange beast in half. The strange beast was still in midair when its body suddenly split apart, scattering into a pile of flickering scorched stones. Allen let out a silent roar and dragged the Flame Saber into the sea of beasts. The strange beasts were like a tide, instantly drowning Allen's figure. However, in the beast tide, a powerful aura quickly rose into the sky, and the Flame Saber broke through the herd of beasts. The strange beasts fell and scattered into countless scorched stones. Allen pointed the Flame Saber forward. It was pointing in the direction of the ancient will.
After an unknown period of time, Allen opened his eyes, and his consciousness returned to reality. After a moment of absent-mindedness, Allen remembered that he was in Julian's private manor. The flame patterns on his body were slowly fading away. Allen closed his eyes, and the scene of him charging into the herd of beasts with a Flame Saber in the world of consciousness was still vivid in his mind. At first, he was still constrained by his human identity and only used a Flame Saber to kill his enemies. But later on, he began to form a second flame saber, and in the end, he was no longer restricted to his human form. He transformed into a sea of raging flames that surrounded and killed the beasts. He was even like a meteor that traveled thousands of miles, directly carving holes in the beasts' ranks.
At the same time, Allen felt it. Every time he killed an exotic beast, his presence in the world of consciousness became stronger. When the last herd of beasts retreated, he discovered that his body was no longer pure flames. Instead, it was covered in a thin layer of rock like those exotic beasts. From time to time, the flames inside would spray out from the cracks in the rock layer. At this time, thousands of patterns seemed to light up on the surface of Allen's body.
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