Warlock Apprentice

Chapter 1078: Section 1079: Monarch of Fire

It wasn’t just Angel.

At this moment, the whole Lassudral was affected by this strange power.

Flames of different colors rose from various places. In an instant, Lassudral, from a pitch-black silent night, became a place of flowing lights, full of color.

The light spread from individual points to lines and finally formed a dense network. If one looked down from high above, it would seem as if Lassudral itself was engulfed in flames.

It was most perplexing for non-fire element demons such as Canaan and Pulapa. They flew high into the sky, gazing down at the changes in Lassudral with confusion.

As for the genuine fire element demons, although they were not clear on the specifics, the flames on their bodies were already signaling to them that a “Monarch of Fire,” an existence far above their own rank, was about to arrive!

In a dark alleyway, a half-blood fire demon, previously engaged in a struggle with its enemy, suddenly shuddered. The tremor went from its body to its mind… Following that, it knelt on the ground as flames rose one by one from its body.

Its enemies, surrounding it, were baffled by the turn of events, thinking it was some trick. After hesitating for a moment, they found that nothing had happened.

Believing they had been fooled, they snarled viciously, “Feigning mystery!” and then once again brandished their bone wings to deal the final judgment there and then.

But just as their attack was about to hit the half-blood fire demon, the flames swirling around it, as if offended, instantaneously transformed from a small spark to a sweeping inferno, swallowing up all its enemies.

The half-blood fire demon stood staring dumbfounded at the scene before it. Just a moment ago, it was close to being killed by these demons, but in a mere instant, it had turned the tables and slain them all.

Gradually, it lifted its head.

With an obsessed gaze, it looked toward the increasingly distinct fiery pattern in the sky, as if it saw a fierce Monarch of Fire, casting a contemptuous glance at the ashes of its slain enemies.

Only the majesty of fire is inviolable!

The event involving this half-blood fire demon was not an isolated incident. All over Lassudral, various strange phenomena occurred, as fire element demons prostrated themselves, crying out in unison for the descent of the fiery pattern in the sky.

Even the young fire demons outside the Void Tower couldn’t help but look up at the sky.

It was a kind of longing, as if every inch of flame on their bodies was leaping, all in anticipation of the final dawn.

“Is this the Primeval Flame about to mature? Filled with the power of rebirth,” Greerwu, not seeing the Primeval Flame for the first time, noticed its nature. Its seniors also endowed it with the Primeval Flame, and it itself retained some properties of the Primeval Flame. That’s why Aoluxiya sent it to Lassudral in advance to probe the location of the Primeval Flame.

But the Primeval Flames Greerwu had experienced before were those on its elders’ bodies, somewhat dead and heavy with the weight of twilight.

Such a vigorous Primeval Flame, it felt for the first time, fascinated it deeply.

Several kilometers from the young fire demon, inside a magma pool used for crafting demonic weapons, many Purgatory Flame Slaves also raised their heads.

The flames on their bodies flew into the air, dancing with those of other Purgatory Flame Slaves.

“This is, the arrival of the Monarch of Fire!” the eldest Purgatory Flame Slave shouted excitedly.

As the voice echoed, the area around the magma pool erupted into jubilation.

Each Purgatory Flame Slave held their demonic weapon, be it a giant hammer, a flying axe, or a broadsword… At that moment, all the Purgatory Flame Slaves proudly raised their demonic weapons, chanting their tribe’s war song towards the fiery pattern in the sky.

In stark contrast to the group of Purgatory Flame Slaves that seemed to be on a rush, on the other side of the magma pool, lurking in the shadows behind a colossal furnace, hid a thin Flame Slave. He did not dance with the others but watched the sky with envious eyes. On his body was a blood-red chain that moved slowly like a snake.

Moreover, unlike other Flame Slaves or other fire element demons, the flames on his body burned calmly as usual, with not a single unusual flare.

“Hua Que? You’re actually hiding here!” a buzzing voice erupted nearby.

He turned his head only to see a Purgatory Flame Slave surrounded by flames and holding a giant axe approaching.

“So it’s Lord Kaido,” Hua Que revealed a faint smile, his eyes flickering with sinister light.

“Why aren’t you outside welcoming the Monarch’s descent? What are you doing hiding here?” Kaido exhaled several dark smoky breaths, with an expression that seemed to say ‘I’ve finally caught you’, and angrily asked.

Hua Que, as Kaido’s underling he’d brought along, had been elusive during this period, preventing him from displaying his authority, which greatly annoyed Kaido. Earlier, while participating in the welcome, Kaido thought of Hua Que as he had seen him nearby. So, he sneaked out to look for him, intending to use this opportunity to teach him ‘a lesson’.

Kaido approached Hua Que with a triumphant look, only to realize as he got closer that Hua Que remained in the shadows, facing him with a weird smile.

At first, Kaido didn’t feel anything off, but when he noticed something strange, it was because he saw that around Hua Que, there weren’t any flames floating. The calmness of the flames on his body was somewhat abnormal.

Despite the imminent arrival of the Monarch of Fire, and the flames of all Lassudral leaping up, why was Hua Que so different?

“What’s wrong with the flames on your body?” Kaido stopped and looked at Hua Que puzzledly.

Instead of Kaido moving forward, it was Hua Que who took step by step towards him. He walked up to Kaido with eyes brimming with excitement and ambition, “You ask about the flames on my body, I can tell you—”

The next second, Kaido only saw a flash of red light before his eyes, and a burning blood-red chain was thrust into his chest.

Kaido looked at Hua Que in disbelief, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

“Are you wondering why the flames on your body do not resist?” Hua Que chuckled, her lips curving up in a maniacal smile. “That’s because I am a worshipper of Baiyuan…”

Hua Que’s voice was no longer audible to Kaido, who had completely closed its eyes, unable to believe that the seemingly frail Hua Que could suddenly strike. Once the chain pierced its chest, it was unable to move, feeling only the strange chain wreaking havoc within its body.

Why could a Purgatory Flame Slave wielding a feminine name and feminine weapon kill it?

And why did that chain give it the sensation ‘as if it was a living creature’?

These were the last remaining thoughts of the Purgatory Flame Slave Kaido, but it would never get an answer and thus succumbed to utter obliteration.

After killing Kaido, Hua Que listened to the whirring of the chain as it affectionately slithered around her body.

“Time is almost up, just as I was worrying about not growing in strength, a little snack comes my way.” Madness twinkled in Hua Que’s eyes as she shook the chain: “Go now, you still need to grow… to let the flame of Baiyuan be reborn in this world…”

As Hua Que spoke, the crimson chain seemed to immediately entwine itself around Kaido’s corpse.

The chain, seemingly imbued with a strange power, gradually eroded Kaido’s body until it was completely digested and disappeared.

With the disappearance of Kaido, the crimson chain grew even darker and more profound.

At the same time, Hua Que’s stature also suddenly doubled in size!

“The feeling of power, this is the feeling of power, yi ha ha ha ha ha…” Hua Que laughed loudly, but as she turned her head and looked toward one end of the chain, her laughter abruptly ceased.

At the end of the chain was a peculiar circular pattern.

—A glowing halo shrouded in mist, and within the halo was utter darkness, akin to a solar eclipse.

If Angel had been there, he would have recognized this pattern as identical to the mark of the Abyss Alchemy Society he saw in Sky Mechanical City; this pattern was called… the Profound Seal.

On the other side, Aoluxiya, who had just emerged from the Void Tower, felt restrained all over her body but was not angry, rather delighted.

As soon as the Primeval Flame Fuyi was born, its level naturally suppressed all other flames.

Even Aoluxiya could not avoid it.

If not for Aoluxiya herself being a descendant of a Demon God, with an immensely powerful ability to control flames by nature, she would probably be like the other demons, led by the nose by their own flames.

“Lord Aoluxiya,” Greerwu and Tandin had been waiting outside the Void Tower and approached as soon as they saw her.

“Lord, have the great demons made any demands?” Tandin asked, knowing from experience that the great demons wouldn’t just accept conditions for no reason.

Aoluxiya: “None.”

To be precise, these great demons didn’t dare to make any demands. Aoluxiya also hadn’t anticipated Galal sending out messages to the Void Tower.

—Galal was the most powerful Demon Lord under the Lord of the Flameless.

This time, the extinguishing of the light in the Void Tower was also a maneuver by Galal.

With Galal’s deterrence, how could these great demons dare to make demands?

“Let’s go, the time is near, it’s time to meet it…” Aoluxiya whispered softly: “I heard it’s a Half-Blood Demon? Quite interesting, a Half-Blood Demon making it this far is quite rare, indeed.” ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

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Not only did the fiery patterns in the sky affect the city of Lassudral, but in the dark expanse of the Void, on a swiftly advancing sheet of ice, some were also impacted.

As they drew closer to the location of Lassudral, all the wizards entered a state of alert.

The first to notice the anomaly was still Monty.

Almost every wizard had some mastery of fire-related spell techniques; though Monty was a wizard of frost, he actually had dabbled in all varieties of spell techniques.

Initially, Monty noticed that the torches on the ice floe were acting strangely. The burning sparks did not dance with the winds of the Void, but instead pointed uniformly in one direction—towards Lassudral!

Baffled, Monty cast a fire-related spell technique, and that’s when he realized something was amiss.

The fire had broken free from his control and voluntarily fell into the Void.

Witnessing this, Monty turned to the others and said, “Something’s amiss in Lassudral. All wizards, try not to cast any fire-related spell techniques.”

This measure hit the wizards specializing in fire techniques particularly hard. Fire wizards constituted the largest group among those attuned to elements, and on the ice, at least thirty percent of the wizards wielded fire-related powers.

With Monty’s words, it meant that these thirty percent of fire wizards had lost at least eighty to ninety percent of their combat efficacy.