Back in the Black Forest, Mephisto's power was far from what it was today. He could barely hold on in front of Andesha, the Lord of Withering, who controlled the Elemental Realm.
But after the battle with Andesha, his understanding of the Grey Realm deepened. He broke through the peak of Elemental Activation and entered the Ultimate Realm. According to Brando's knowledge, this prodigy Sword Saint would only reach this level in about five years. At this rate, it was not impossible for him to enter the Sage Realm in the great era.
Elemental Five Realms.
Elemental Activation, Elemental Truth, Ultimate Realm, Ultimate Realm, Sage Realm.
Since the earliest era, Tiamat, the law of the world and magic, had written down such rules. After the Elemental Activation, those who passed through the five 'worlds' were like travelers. Only after passing through them one by one could they reach the 'Ultimate Realm' that Martha called.
The first world, Justo's Wall of Truth and Thorns, was the wall of Elemental Elements. Only by passing through this long wall on the Line of Law of the world could one reach the first world. Mortals called it Elemental Activation, a world that touched upon the Truth.
The second world, White Tower, Ovilia. Legend has it that the White Tower supported all the order in Wohnde. It was the beginning and end of all the Lines of Law. All the laws formed a circle called the 'World' with it as the center. Martha wrote down all the truths and laws on the White Tower. Travelers climbed up the White Tower and understood the true meaning of the world one by one.
It was like a child and an elder walking hand in hand. Mortals called it Elemental Truth.
The third world, Spiral Peak, Holy Mountain Yuktrasir, the place where all the Truth was born. Above the White Tower, a huge spiral was completely opposite to the White Tower. It was a place of chaos. Pale Poem described it as Martha's hometown. This was the place where chaos and order were in harmony. The world was black on the top and white on the bottom, coexisting. Fragments of the old world floated in the endless distortion. Wohnde was rooted in this soil, and at the same time, it deduced the past, present, and future.
After mastering the Ultimate Realm, one would enter the Ultimate Realm, the Sacred Palace.
The fourth world, the final plains.
This was the place where Martha had created the Wohnde. Now, there was only a grey-white plain, and the most primitive power and elements were running on the plain. Looking up, the sky was the Sea of Magic. The Sea of Magic was magnificent, never stopping, and always flowing in one direction. It was the direction of time, space, and all kinds of energy. This was also the lowest level world closest to Wohnde. It could be said that it was the shadow of Wohnde.
Finally, the fifth world, the Lake of Beginnings, the place where life was first born. Legend had it that this place was connected to the Abyss Pool of the Blind Goddess Irene. Thus, it could reveal all secrets and truths, even the future. Only by reaching this place would a mortal be able to return to their original self, transcend mortality, and step into the realm of true saints.
It was what mortals called the Sage Domain.
Of course, he didn't really want to reach these worlds. But as his power grew, he would gradually see these scenes in his spiritual world. Just like when Brando touched the Elemental Wall, the invisible Wall of Laws did exist in his spiritual world.
Now, he had one foot in the door of transcendence. In fact, after the battle with Andesha, he saw the ultimate meaning of the Spiral Peak. The Ultimate Realm had long since opened its doors to him.
The ultimate meaning of the Grey Element.
He stood there with his famous greatsword still in its sheath. He smiled at the two high-ranked priests of Cruz, the two Knight of the Holy Cathedral, and Archbishop Moros. But it was as if the world had turned into a colorless gray. In this gray world, there was no black and white, no two opposite poles. There was no such thing as time flowing or not flowing, and there was no such thing as death or existence. Everything was in a state between two extremes.
Thus, Mephisto didn't care whether he was attacking or defending. In his Law, life and death were nothingness, and existence was meaningless. He just stood there in front of Moros, and the Archbishop felt his hair stand on end. He felt as if he would turn into ashes with a single glance.
His existence was even more worthless than ashes.
"The Ultimate Realm?" Moros' expression changed.
"Why am I here, Moros? You know best." Mephisto did not answer. Instead, he said, "When my country died, I knew where you were."
Upon hearing this, the Archbishop of Anderla Cathedral knew that there was no going back. "Mephisto, it's not too late to regret." He winked at his subordinates.
The Holy Cathedral Knight received the order and stabbed Mephisto with his sword. But the Grey Sword Saint did not seem to see it. The sword pierced through his body. "Petty tricks won't save you, Moros. Today, you're dead."
Everyone saw this strange scene clearly. In a world of gray — just a moment ago, they were still in the hall of Rokshbe Palace, but in the next moment, the whole world seemed to have turned into a grayish-white wilderness. The Grey Sword Saint was in the middle of the field. The Holy Cathedral Knight stabbed him as if he had stabbed a piece of paper or an illusion.
But Mephisto's' illusion 'was still talking. "Eden Randt, the Wind Knight of the Holy Cathedral. What a great reputation." He waved his hand, and the greatsword on his back drew an unparalleled arc in the air. Although it felt like an illusion, the Paladin's arm that was holding the greatsword was sent flying high into the air with a dull thud.
Countless droplets of blood spurted out. The Holy Cathedral Knight screamed and hurriedly used his remaining arm to protect his body. The sky-blue Lines of Law extended along his arm and weaved into a huge shield.
The wind was soft and as sharp as steel, but it could not save his life. Mephisto's grey sword slid down his arm. Wherever it passed, the sky-blue Lines of Law were assimilated and disintegrated.
"If time does not flow, the wind will naturally stop as well."
Mephisto stabbed the Knight's heart. Two-thirds of the blade went in, and the tip of the sword even pierced the Knight's back armor. Eden Randt struggled futilely like a lobster on a skewer. Gurgling sounds came from his mouth. Then his head fell to the side and he lost all signs of life.
A dignified Elemental Paladin from the Holy Cathedral was killed on the spot without even taking a single blow. Almost everyone present except Brendel swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Now!" Moros growled. "I hold the Holy Commandment in my hand. In the name of the Lord of Flames, Dypheus, I command this pure fire to purify all sins in the world."
He pointed forward, and the temperature in Rokshbe Hall suddenly rose. The ground in the hall seemed to crack, and the water in the hall instantly evaporated into white smoke. The ground rumbled, and golden rays of light shot out from the cracks. The marble pillars of the Anderla Cathedral cracked, and under the ground, a sea of magma gushed out.
In an instant, the hall looked like hell.
"Flame of Sin!"
Brando and Greysword Saint-mephistopheles cursed in their hearts at the same time. They were probably the only ones who knew what was going on. One of them had two lifetimes of experience, while the other had been enemies with Cruz and the Holy Cathedral of Fire all year round. Naturally, they could tell that Moros's holy spell was the tenth circle spell, Flame of Sin.
Once this spell was cast, the Anderla Great Temple would be reduced to the dust of history. Brando cursed in his heart, but this was probably not the time to curse. He immediately pulled Maynild and Princess Gryphine back. The ground in front of them cracked inch by inch, and golden flames spewed out from the ground. Everything touched by the flames turned into ashes in an instant.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly, but the noble envoys on the other side were not so lucky. Most of them were caught in the flames at the first moment and turned into ashes while screaming.
The Shire reacted quickly as a mage. He cast a protective spell to protect the people around him. However, protective spells were not omnipotent. The sea of fire was approaching step by step, and in the blink of an eye, it would surround them.
"The Shire!" Brando quickly shouted, "Blow this cathedral up!"
"Ah?" The Shire was stunned. "Sir, are you sure? This cathedral is a priceless treasure. It was built a few centuries ago. It was the painstaking effort of a master craftsman. It is an artistic treasure in the history of Erouine! "
"Mr. Brando, you can't do that!" Princess Gryphine could not help but scold him.
"Stop talking nonsense, blow it up!" Brando thought to himself. Besides, Moros seemed to be ready to tear this place down. If they did not tear it down now, it would probably be torn down by him.
"I understand."
The Shire immediately became serious. He looked up at the crystal dome of the cathedral and raised a hand. "The law of destruction, the authority of Tiamat, the Dragon of War, Dragon Strike —"
A light green beam of light appeared in his outstretched palm. This beam of light seemed to penetrate the dome of Rokshbe Hall. With The Shire's palm as the center, the other end connected to the dark clouds in the sky.
The next moment.
The flow of time slowed down. Space rapidly condensed in the center of his palm until it formed a singularity. In an instant, a bright white light burst out from that singularity. The entire space seemed to have undergone a strange expansion.
Then, a huge shockwave appeared.
Everyone who wasn't affected by the flames subconsciously looked up, only to see that the entire upper half of the Anderla Cathedral seemed to have been blown apart by the shockwave. The stones, wood, tiles, glass, and crystals seemed to have been disintegrated, disintegrating in all directions before exploding in a single explosion.
'Boom!'
Looking from a few miles away, even the whole of Ampere Seale witnessed the explosion. Everyone in the port and above the port could not help but stop and stare dumbfoundedly as more than half of the Anderla Cathedral was blown apart.
Rokshbe Hall was now an open-air pile of rubble. Everyone in the hall stiffly retracted their gazes and looked at the young man who caused all this.
"Brando, you …" Princess Gryphine bit her lower lip. Her face was pale and she almost fainted from anger.
Brando could not help but facepalm. "The Shire, I asked you to blow up Rokshbe Hall, not the entire Anderla Cathedral …"
"But you said to blow up the cathedral, my lord." The Shire was extremely innocent.
"This is a misunderstanding." Brando looked at Gryphine guiltily.
The future Princess Regent was so angry that she could not speak.
The Anderla Cathedral was one of Erouine's most precious cultural relics. Most importantly, this cathedral was built on the site of the former King Erik's palace.
"It's alright. Besides, isn't there still half of it left?" The Shire replied very optimistically. But before he could finish, there was a loud bang and a column of magma spewed out from the ground. Next, countless amounts of fire and magma spewed out from the rubble. In the blink of an eye, the remaining structure of the Anderla Cathedral was caught in a sea of fire.
The ground was still trembling and roaring. It was obvious that the true power of the level 10 spell was still buried deep underground, ready to unleash its final fury on the cathedral.
Brando's face suddenly changed. "Quick, leave this place!"
In fact, there was no need for him to remind them. In the hall, if there was still a hall, the remaining people had already begun to panic and were pushing each other to escape.
"Wait, what about that uncle?" Dilferi asked loudly.
Brando glanced at the sea of fire. The flames had completely covered the figures of Moros and the Ash Sword Saint. He shook his head, "Don't worry, Moros is still not his match. The ones who should be worried are us … "
"Us?"
Brando nodded seriously.
… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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