In the dark, bottomless Abyss.
A huge and deep shadow suddenly swept across the void and flew rapidly in an unknown direction.
After an unknown amount of time, the shadow finally arrived at its destination — the Abyss Touch.
The Abyssal Touch was a place that all abyssal lifeforms feared. This was because it was the place in the Abyss where the laws of space were the most unstable. Space-time cracks could appear at any time. It was very possible that one could be peacefully living one second and be torn in half the next.
After this shadow arrived at the Abyss Touch, it suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.
Its voice carried a trace of joy and luck. However, it was quickly followed by anger and ruthlessness.
Its emotions were changeable and extreme.
This shadow was the Lord of the Flameless who had snuck away from his territory.
He was happy because he had successfully escaped before the other Demon Gods knew that it was his true spirit that had fallen. Although the Abyss Touch was very dangerous, the Lord of the Flameless could still survive the space-time cracks with his true body. However, if he stayed in his territory without moving, the Lord of the Flameless knew that those greedy Demon Gods would definitely sneak attack him while his true spirit had fallen.
After all, after losing his true spirit, his strength had greatly decreased. However, his position had not changed. Those Demon Gods who coveted his position would definitely make a move.
As long as he could hold on for a while and prevent the other Demon Gods from focusing on him, he would have a chance to temporarily leave the Barren Face and go to some unformed small worlds to hide.
However, the anger after the joy was because the Lord of the Flameless thought of his own situation.
Clearly, not long ago, he was still a supreme God. However, now, not only had he fallen from his pedestal, his strength had also been halved. The huge difference made it very difficult for the Lord of the Flameless to accept this strong contrast.
The Lord of the Flameless was already very pitiful. In order to not be schemed against by the other Demon Gods, he even hid in the dangerous Abyss Touch. He had no choice but to temporarily cut off contact with his thousands of followers … Because, the faith of his followers would also expose his position.
This meant that he had lost all of his eyes and could only drag out his life in the dangerous and dark Abyss Touch. How could he not be angry?
Moreover, the fall of his true spirit did not only weaken his strength, it also dealt a devastating blow to his arrogant self-confidence.
"Everything is because of you! Everything is because of you! " The giant green eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and an angry roar spread through the darkness of the Touch of Abyss.
Lord Flameless thought of the person who had killed his true spirit, and his heart was filled with anger.
But suddenly, Lord Flameless cowered.
Although he did not know exactly how his true spirit had died, he could sense that the other party had only used an instant to get rid of his true spirit. Previously, the other party had only used an instant to kill his Demon God Avatar.
He died in an instant!
Even a peerless Great Demon God would not be able to achieve such speed.
"Miracle, it's definitely a miraculous existence!" Thinking to this point, although Lord Flameless couldn't hide his hatred, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
The Lord of the Flameless was very clear that if that person really appeared in front of him, he probably wouldn't have any thoughts of resisting.
Because this was the difference between energy levels, an insurmountable chasm!
After Lord Flameless's emotions changed, he sighed deeply. Finally, a figure appeared in his mind.
Now that he was in such a situation, it was all because of this person.
He finally understood why the Cruel Scholar had only secretly left a subdued item on him but did not dare to leave a mark on him. Perhaps it was because the Cruel Scholar already knew that there was something strange about this person.
Lord Flameless remembered that person's name was "Angor".
Lord Flameless whispered this name in his mind. The hatred and violence in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.
…
In the void above the Abyss Plane, a group of humans was flying toward Sky Island.
This group of humans was a group of Magi led by Monchi.
Their mission was interrupted halfway, and they failed on the verge of success. Monkey's vortex of low pressure enveloped the entire team.
Moreover, too many Magi had died this time, and there was nothing to be gained! This was the first time Monkey suffered such a great loss after becoming a truth-finder wizard. Not only did he fail personally, but the reputation of the Moonfrost Union was also greatly damaged.
Although they had successfully escaped, this was not what Meng Qi wanted at all.
Monkey's mind was filled with the image of the abomination that dragged Olucia into the portal. His eyes were filled with hatred. He was only one step away! He did not die in the hands of a demon or a lord. Instead, he died in the hands of a human!
How could he feel good?
Because of Meng Qi's resentment, the atmosphere of the entire returning team was very oppressive.
However, because the "floating ice" had already evaporated in Rasudran, they had to use their own flying vehicles on the way back. Some of the flying vehicles were fully equipped, so they didn't have to endure the pressure outside.
For example, the atmosphere in a giant steam-powered room was much better.
The owner of this room was Tong Witch from the Nocturnal Forest. As a new wizard from the Nocturnal Forest, Tong Witch came here with Oliveta as a bystander who did not contribute anything.
Even though this battle had started with a grand start and ended with them fleeing with their tails between their legs, Tong Witch wasn't too disappointed. On the contrary, this experience had opened her eyes to a whole new world.
She was currently sitting in front of the bar in the steam-powered room, whispering to Oliveta, who was sitting across from her.
Due to the wine, the atmosphere in the steam-powered room was much more relaxed than the outside world.
Oliveta took a sip of the red wine. Her cheeks were slightly red. She glanced at the two figures standing by the window and asked Tong Witch, "Speaking of which, why did you bring them along?"
Her question attracted the attention of a stooped figure in front of the window.
With the dim candlelight on the bar, one could clearly see that this stooped old man had white eyebrows that reached his chest. He wore an iconic black adept's hat embroidered with flowers.
It was' Eventide 'Kanter from Lilith's House.
Kanter nodded at Tong Witch with a smile.
Tong Witch returned the gesture with a polite smile, but her gaze couldn't help but move to the figure beside Kanter.
The man's black gentleman's clothes made him seem even taller and larger.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her eyes. Tong Witch paused for a moment and noticed that Oliveta was looking at her with interest.
"I think I know why you invited them to the steam-powered room," Oliveta teased.
Witches blushed and quickly waved her hand. "You misunderstand. I invited Mister Nocturnal and Mister Phantom here because I have a good relationship with Leona. I don't mean anything else."
'Rose Crown' Leona, a level-1 wizard from Brute Cavern who was an expert in alchemy and alchemy. She was also a master of perfumery.
"What does your relationship with Leona have to do with them?" Oliveta asked.
"I heard a lot about Mister Phantom from Leona. She … she admires Mister Phantom a lot." Tong Witch stole a glance at Sunders who was standing beside Kanter. Unfortunately, Sunders didn't even look back.
"I don't believe it's just admiration." Oliveta shrugged. She was a little afraid of Sunders, but she had to admit that Sunders was handsome, mature, and powerful. He was popular among the witches.
Sunders was often mentioned during tea parties or perfumery parties. He was always one of the most popular male wizards.
Thinking of this, Oliveta suddenly paused. She recalled that the next tea party would be held by Leona. When the witches gathered at Brute Cavern, Sunders would probably become the center of attention again.
"Nothing else, only worship!" Tong Witch said anxiously. Even her own voice had become extremely soft at the end of her sentence.
Oliveta stopped teasing. She knew Tong Witch had just become a wizard not long ago, and she was still shy. She might feel awkward if she kept asking.
Oliveta changed the topic. She flipped through the notebook in her hand, which was filled with important information. Among them, there was one name that appeared the most frequently.
"Speaking of which, Mister Phantom's student really shined this time." Levitta sighed emotionally: "Ever since the very beginning of the records, his name has been mentioned nonstop, and he's always at the center of the maelstrom of news"
Oliveta looked through the notebook and saw a note she wrote before. "… So, Angor is the owner of Mystery Shop who stirred up trouble in Rasudran. That's right. "
Tong Witch agreed. "That's right."
Just like Tong Witch, Angor was an "onlooker". However, almost everything that happened in Rasudran was related to Angor. In fact, Angor was the one who provided Monkey with important information.
"Everything here is enough to push his reputation to an extremely high position." Oliveta knew that even if Firefly's Tales of Night didn't report about it, Angor's name would still be spread far and wide.
"Yeah. But I'm afraid he's already —" Tong Witch didn't finish her sentence, but everyone knew what she was trying to say.
Angor was dragged into the void by that monster. There was no way he could survive.
Not only Tong Witch and Oliveta, but Kanter also knew the same thing. Angor's chances of survival were very slim. Whether it was Bobota or the demon god chasing after him, Angor would have a hard time surviving.
Kanter was planning to make Angor and Keely a couple, but unfortunately, Angor did not.
Just as Kanter was sighing with emotion, a low and hoarse voice suddenly entered everyone's ears.
"Angor is still alive."
The voice attracted everyone's attention.
Oliveta looked at the window with a glint in her eyes: "Why do you say that, Your Excellency Phantom?"
It was Sunders who spoke just now.
Sunders quietly stared at the transparent window. Outside the window was a dark void, which reflected the scene inside the room.
After a while, Sunders spoke again, "I can feel it. He's not dead."
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