Ark Undead

"Blood, tainted by fire. Evolution must not be rushed."

Therese's brow furrowed deeper, and he let out a cold snort.

Seeing that Theresis was so opposed, Isamara's organism let out another low growl.

Then Hai Si emerged from the darkness surrounding the square, completely encircling the two opposing sides.

This is the core area of ​​Agor, and also the habitat of Haisi.

The Lord of the Great Clans resides here, and naturally, countless sea creatures are sacrificed here to become food for the Great Clans, contributing their share to the transformation and reproduction of the Great Clans.

Seeing that Isamara reluctantly diverted some of her forces to order Haisi to take the initiative, Theresis stopped urging him on.

Isamara is now merely a body composed of powerful sea creatures, and does not possess the true power of a deity.

Only when power and consciousness are unified can a new god be born from Hai Si.

Isamara at present is merely a shell.

Of course, Theresis knew that although Haisi's evolution was very fast, it was not something that could be achieved overnight and required a process.

Moreover, this is the moment when the blood of the old god merges with the brain of the new god.

Therese seemed unwilling to dwell on the matter any longer; he turned away, avoiding Carula's gaze.

A thick shadow emerged from behind the two pardoners and returned to Theresis's body.

The two pardoners finally knelt on the ground, panting heavily, as if their bodies had been dried out and they were suffocating.

"My offspring must not disappoint me."

Therese's phantom drifted behind the two pardoners, then turned back behind them, gazing at the wedge-shaped stone above.

It seems he intends to entrust this matter entirely to his offspring.

The two pardoners immediately agreed.

Then they saw even more thick darkness surging out from the shadows of the black robes beneath the two of them.

Even the dark eyes floating in mid-air emitted more black shadows.

These dark, shadowy wisps of smoke, along with the silt on the ground, gradually spread out, engulfing Karula's eyes once again.

This time, however, what emerged from those shadows was not just the insects of the past.

Within that ever-expanding abyss, many eyes lit up.

But upon closer inspection, one can discover that it is pure darkness within the still-shining black mud.

The dark edge gave the illusion that it was emitting light outwards.

As darkness spread to Karula's feet, roots resembling tree trunks rose from the ground.

The tree trunks formed cocoons in mid-air, from which sap flowed out before the trunks dried and cracked.

More worms and human figures fell from those cocoons.

These are the offspring born from the abyss.

The life born in the abyss's nest never truly belonged to itself.

Not allowed to have their own will, everything is plundered in the Abyss Nest, life is born and circulated in complete isolation, becoming part of the power of the superiors.

Karula frowned upon seeing this scene.

She could sense the power emanating from the abyss. But this power was completely different from the darkness of the abyss she knew.

This is an abyss form that has evolved in another way.

The abyss was originally attached to humans, but now it has become a whole, giving birth to life from its own body.

Born of pure malice and filth, it will destroy everything around it with instinctive savagery.

Karula opened her hands, which had been resting on her chest, intending to use her remaining strength to do what she had to do.

But at that moment, she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye.

The spell he had originally intended to use was also annihilated in his own hands at that moment.

Therese noticed that the witch in front of her seemed to have given up resisting.

He vaguely sensed that something was wrong. At that moment, he noticed a dim, yellowish light flashing across the originally black mud.

He suddenly turned around and looked up.

At this moment, several enormous...suns appeared out of nowhere in the sky?

The suns were somewhat dark in color, not radiating pure light.

Instead, it grew larger and larger before everyone's eyes, like a falling meteorite.

It was only then that Therese realized that this was not the sun.

It was a fireball falling.

His figure became transparent in an instant, almost invisible.

And at that moment, intense light and heat erupted.

Those falling suns exploded.

Amidst the crumbling flames, a figure descended along with the falling starlight and slow rain.

His robes were like the feathers of a raven, bringing destruction and misfortune.

"I thought you could handle it."

The sound was as hoarse as fingernails scratching on a dry, old tree branch.

"In terms of destructive power, you are still a step ahead."

Carla did not admit defeat; she simply stated a fact.

"Have you found him?"

"Not yet. He came back first with his friends. I'm afraid that by the time he arrives, you'll have already been sent back."

The old man spoke casually, as if the explosion that covered the entire extended Abyss Nest had nothing to do with him.

In reality, the two pardoners had to retract the expansion of the Abyss Nest in the explosion and use it to protect themselves.

Like an apocalyptic scene, the falling suns didn't stop. Instead, after the explosion and collapse, they split into countless tiny fireballs.

The surface of the fireball was covered with extremely unstable high temperatures, and it gradually expanded as it fell.

The energy concentrated within it only reaches a stable point when it collides with the black mud on the ground.

Explosions echoed across the ground, and the fireballs even ignited the extension of the abyss nest after touching the black mud.

Amidst the burning and explosions, the black carpet that had almost reached Carula's feet was reduced to scorched earth and crumbled inch by inch.

Curse (Breakdown of the Breeding Ground)

This is a spell created based on the chaotic flames researched by the old witch.

Only those born in the cradle of chaos possess the power to wield the flames of chaos.

Or perhaps, the person who created this spell has already escaped the curse of the Chaos Flame?

The old man lifted his bandaged face and looked at Theresis in front of him.

"Um..."

He pondered for a moment, then turned to ask Carula.

"Leave it to him?"

"It's not a physical entity, so it can't be killed."

Karula shook her head.

“You don’t need to hold back either; there’s still a threat on the wedge. Before that clumsy apprentice arrives, let’s just do what we need to do.”

"That's how it should be."

Then, the last surviving sorcerer from the Great Swamp raised his withered arm, which had been hidden beneath his feather robe.

The earth of Agor trembled as a result.

From beneath that endless scorched earth, scorching energy rises.

The magma, a mixture of crimson and burnt yellow, surged upwards, briefly accumulating on the ground before leaping out completely.

Before the sea creatures that were about to approach could react, they were all engulfed by the flames that erupted from beneath their feet.

The gushing lava lingered in the air, creating a visual feast of fire with each violent eruption.

This is the chaotic fire art of Izalith, the birthplace of sorcery.

Spell (Chaos Storm)

The man who created all of this stood calmly in place, the eruption of flames precisely controlled five meters away from him and Karula.

He was Komikus, the explorer who was imprisoned in flames for tens of thousands of years.

Those eyes, already burnt out, were hidden beneath bandages, yet they emitted a burning light.

Even after ten thousand years in the First Flame, the sorcerer did not stop there.

Even after understanding the true nature of fire, he continued to study more spells and constantly refine his understanding of fire.

Otherwise, what would they have to pass on to their disciples?

463. Reunion

A few kilometers away from the World Barrier, the Rhodes Island crew was already moving at full speed, attempting to reach the core area of ​​the World Barrier as quickly as possible.

They had already spotted the enormous wedge-shaped rock, towering like a pillar rising from the seabed. But only when they tried to get closer did they realize the true meaning of "looking at a mountain and running to your death."

What's even more dangerous is that it's not just the distance; the Sea Kings who were originally gathered together and ignored the Rhodes Island members are now finally reacting to these people.

Upon seeing the Rhodes Island people approach, these sea creatures attacked them without hesitation, even if it affected their own comrades.

The people of Rhodes Island were like a small boat on the sea, bravely moving forward despite the impact of these sea monsters.

Fortunately, with the help of Laurentina, who had regained consciousness, and Ulpian, they would have been unable to move an inch.