News of Rasudran's incident had also reached the Prey Museum.
Olucia stood at the entrance of the museum in the dark corridor. Behind her was an open window.
Originally, there was a fiery red light outside the window. Suddenly, the sky was covered by dark clouds and became gloomy, almost blending with the dark corridor.
Then, the ground shook and the wind howled.
"Lady Olucia, the atmosphere in Rasudran seems to be a bit off." Fire-servant Tanding, who was covered in a fiery-red robe, came to the window and closed it. The clamorous sound of the wind was instantly cut off.
In a corner not far away, Gregory was curled up in a ball. He seemed to have sunk into some kind of sorrowful mood.
"When humans appeared here, the atmosphere in Rasudran changed." A gentle voice echoed in the silent corridor.
Olucia turned around and leaned against the door of the museum. All her expression was hidden under the white porcelain mask. "However, I didn't expect Rasudran to reach this step."
Tandin didn't understand what she meant by "reach this step."
Olucia didn't explain to Tandin's question. However, the flaming eyes under the white porcelain mask slowly closed. To her, the world with her eyes closed was sometimes clearer than with her eyes open.
"Then, will the changes today affect your plan?" Tandin asked worriedly.
"Who knows?"
Things had already happened. The change had become an established fact. She could only accept it. Even if it did, Olucia had to do it.
She could only say that the so-called Great Demons of the Void Tower were not reliable at all.
Olucia stood up and looked at the door of the museum.
The door wasn't closed. The inside wasn't as dark as the corridor. Instead, it was very bright. The light source came from a painting on the wall at the back of the museum.
Olucia remembered that there were some black spots in the painting when she first saw it. It was said that the black spots represented the night.
Now, there wasn't any black on the painting. It was all burning flames.
The flames seemed to be on a flat surface, but its radiance spread to the three-dimensional world. When Olucia looked at the painting, the flames seemed to reach her eyes. Even though she was dozens of meters away, she could still feel the terrifying burning sensation.
The main character of this fire feast, Night, was standing in front of the painting.
Night had been staring at the painting. Perhaps the earthquake in Rasudran had made Night feel something. It turned its head slightly, revealing the side of its face against the light.
Night looked in the direction of the Void Tower. Perhaps because it had absorbed some of the Origin Fire's aura, Night's gaze pierced through the mist and saw the Bobo Tower in front of the rune hub.
Bobota had a similar aura to it.
A rare look of surprise appeared in its eyes. After pondering for a moment, Night recalled that many years ago, Feng had once told it about a very special person.
Baiyuanren.
"Beside the Origin Flame, a group of favored children of the world was born. They are the Origin Worshipers who pursue the Origin Flame." This was Feng's description of the origin of the Bai Yuan people in the book. However, in the next second, Feng smiled and said, "The Bai Yuan people are blessed by the heavens but envied by others. When I left the southern region, I heard that the Bai Yuan people were already extinct. "
Bobota had the aura of the Origin Flame, which was similar to the Bai Yuan people Feng mentioned.
"But it's a pity." Night shook its head inwardly. "His obsession cannot match his strength. Now, he was lured by that existence and fell into the abyss of purgatory."
Night only glanced at Bobota, but it already knew something about him. Looking away, Night's expression became cold again.
Olucia, who had witnessed this scene outside the museum, was very curious. What did Night see that could make its expression change?
However, Olucia's curiosity would not be answered.
In the next second, the flame in the painting suddenly broke through the barrier of the "paper" and surrounded Night with endless fire.
At the same time, Night's body began to collapse.
To be more precise, Night's body was turning into basic particles. From a distance, it looked like a piece of a puzzle had turned into loose sand. Moreover, this loose sand was constantly spreading, and in the end, it would completely collapse Night.
"My lord, this is!" When Tanding saw this, he was shocked. He wanted to say something but was stopped by Olucia.
"Nightcrawler is taking the final step. This is the path that the Fire Monarch must take."
As Nightcrawler's body began to disintegrate, Rasudran began to change again. Previously, black clouds had gathered and strong winds were blowing. Now, the fiery sky that was unwilling to be left out had finally undergone a new change after the "Flowing Fire" from before.
At a crossroad not far from the museum.
Kanter and Samantha finally saw Sennefer. They were discussing the information they received from Angor and preparing for the next step of their plan.
Suddenly, dark clouds and strong winds began to appear in Rasudran.
Before they could understand the reason for this change, a new change was born.
"Do you guys feel that the fire element in the air is a little strange?" It was Sennefer who spoke. Maybe it was because she was cursed by Iceberg Valley, but she was very sensitive to the changes of fire elements.
"Yes. It feels like the air is burning. It feels like we're in a land of lava, "Samantha said with a nod after sensing for a moment.
Did something happen to Rasudran again?
While they were still trying to figure out what was going on, Kanter suddenly saw a red dot appearing in the air not far from them.
Just like Kanter, Angor was also looking at the sky.
It was unknown when, but sparks were floating in the sky. Moreover, these sparks were born out of nowhere and grew out of nowhere. They were scattered all over the sky along with the wind.
"Are those sparks also Rasudran's warning?" Angor muttered to himself.
"No. This is the final step of the Fire Monarch." Fafnir gave the answer without Angor asking. But when he finished, Fafnir's expression became a little gloomy.
Even a half-blood demon had reached this step, while she, who thought she had a better bloodline, still couldn't see the path ahead.
Leaving aside the gloomy atmosphere, the sparks in the sky were beautiful.
However, they weren't as beautiful as fireflies. Fireflies were beautiful like dreams. While the sparks were beautiful like fire itself — burning and passing away.
It was the sky that was burning, while Rasudran, who was in imminent danger, was going to pass away.
Inside the Hall of Prey, half of Nightclub Master's body had turned into basic particles.
The flames around him danced even harder and formed a path. It was the path of fire, the path of glory, and the path of a lord.
At the end of the path was the painting on the wall.
When the fire in the painting broke free, the painting didn't turn into "night". Now, there was a vortex in the painting, and behind the vortex was a world of fire.
That world seemed to have an endless attraction. Not only was Night staring at the vortex, but even Olucia's eyes were burning.
Orucia's hands were trembling. She wanted to see the world behind the vortex as well.
She knew that the world of fire was the origin of everything.
The Origin Flame, also known as the Origin Flame. It was attached to the origin of civilization and burned fiercely in an indescribable world. It was very difficult to see its appearance. Only when the Origin Flame descended would one have a chance to see the entrance to this world.
Even though Orucia wanted to see what this indescribable world was like, she knew that with her strength, she wouldn't even be able to turn into a spark. She would directly turn into ashes and disappear.
Even Nightclub Master could only turn into basic particles before he could enter the Origin Flame. By the time Nightclub Master returned from that world, he would probably only have a pitiful amount of memories left.
The reason why Olucia knew about this was because Gregory's ancestor had once entered that world. However, after the Firemark Overlord left that world, his memories of that world completely disappeared.
When Nightclub Master's body turned into basic particles, a gust of wind blew over and sucked all the flames in the hall, including the floating basic particles, into the vortex in the painting.
The hall became empty and pitch-black once more.
After confirming that Nightclub Master had left, Orucia stepped into the hall.
Orucia arrived before the painting. At this moment, the flames and vortex in the painting had all disappeared. It became pitch-black once more.
It was only then that Olucia saw the name of the painting in the corner: Night.
"Night." Orucia muttered. Looking at the pitch-black night in the painting, she couldn't help but chuckle. "So, this is your true appearance."
This' you 'referred to the painting as well as that cold half-blood Demon.
Tanding carried the sleeping Gregory and walked into the exhibition hall. "Sir, what are we going to do now?"
"Wait for Night's return," Orucia said softly. "Also, we must protect this painting."
The protection that Orucia was talking about was not real protection. This painting was a passage to that world. In a sense, it was the will of the abyss. Even if Orucia used all her strength, she wouldn't be able to destroy the painting.
The protection she spoke of meant that the painting couldn't leave their sight.
When Night returned from that world, he would definitely come out from this painting. At that time, the Origin Flame that leaked out would be Orucia's target.
Similarly, Orucia wasn't the only one who needed this Origin Flame. All the Fire Demons would go crazy for it! Moreover, there were humans coveting it. Thus, they had to protect this painting and obtain the Origin Flame as soon as possible.
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