The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Ansher whispered this, raised his hand and gently waved it down. The dark monster standing on the ceiling roared and rushed into the crack that was too narrow for it. Endless black air was like a tide, tearing the dazzling blood color into pieces, swallowing it, covering it, and wantonly ravaging it with absolute power.

The young Hydra narrowed his eyes slightly. Within the door that only he could sense, the chaotic flow of ether and the subtle changes in spatial elements were happening all the time. Compared to the flames of feasting that were pouring out all the time, this invisible space maze that seemed to have life... was the means that could only be controlled by the extraordinary people who truly stood at the top.

With the endless flames of feasting as the outer layer and the overlapping mazes as the inner layer, Ivora, hiding in the center, is actually in a fairly safe location.

Unfortunately, Hydra from the abyss is the most capable existence to counter the Flame of Feasting; even more unfortunately, Anther had already made a risky move before and personally stepped into the core position where she was. Although he could not compare with Ivora in the control of space elements, Anther had never thought of killing Ivora directly.

All Ansher wanted was a moment.

The Flame of Feasting tried its best to burn the abyss breath covering the projection of Hydra's body. As a mere extension of power, it could not obtain enough information and its effect was actually quite limited. Anther's will and senses were also greatly restricted. However, Anther did not intend to detect anything, but to crush and destroy these layers of mazes bit by bit!

The interlaced and overlapping spaces that ordinary extraordinary people could not understand were penetrated layer by layer by Anser's power. If it were anyone else, they would not be able to withstand the flames of feasting for so long and spread their own power to the depths of this maze, let alone destroy the barriers set up by Ivora. But Anser could feel that he was getting closer and closer to the fugitive, the loser, who had no idea what had happened to him and why he suddenly went crazy and poured endless blood flames towards the West.

……Um?

For a moment, Ansher felt that his overwhelming force did not hit the barrier of the maze, but seemed to be welcomed... and passed through directly.

But the next moment, the path distorted by the space elements reappeared, and the shadow of the demon snake, which had been burned by nearly one third, was almost led to the exit of another door, randomly selecting a lucky person and killing him.

Fortunately, Ansher reacted immediately and forcibly broke through the deliberately twisted passage of Ivora, and in the next second, he felt the flames of feasting that were a hundred times more intense!

So you were deliberately trying to seduce me? This is not like your style, but it doesn't matter... I got you, Ivora!

A deep and pure black color flashed across Ansher's sea-blue eyes. As he passed through the door, the shadow of the demon snake that was burned by the flame of feasting suddenly expanded. The howling sound that could not be described in words actually penetrated the barrier of the world and resounded directly in the sky!

The blood flames that had been pouring out continuously suddenly gushed out from the cracks like a tide at this moment, and endless black air was entangled in it, like a wound in the sky spewing out red-black blood.

The intensity of that blood flame was as strong as the endless blood flame in the door before, no... it was even much stronger than that! It was truly close to the source of flame, and it was definitely not a fire that could be ignited by ordinary Flame Feast Bloodline!

Olementine, feeling the raging flames, immediately reacted like his dragon and retreated rapidly. But just as he was about to move, he felt someone forcibly restraining him.

"Don't be afraid, Lord Dragon Tongue." The young Hydra smiled, "You have to come with me to see what is going on."

Olementin's first reaction was - did Hydra sense my murderous intent? He wanted to kill me now?

...No, it's impossible. I didn't even realize it until I returned to the mansion. How could he know?

This thought immediately popped up in his mind, forcing Olementine to calm down.

At the very least... he can't just kill me openly like this, nor can he just kill me with a casual move.

Although this sounds a bit funny, it is indeed impossible for him to be killed instantly by Anther. As long as he is not killed instantly... there will be many opportunities for the grand dukes to unite and target Anther. Anther must know this, so he will not act rashly.

All his thoughts were gone in a flash. Olementin obeyed Anser without resistance and headed for the rift that was emitting blazing blood flames. He could only see the flames of the feast and the breath of the abyss intertwined, annihilating and biting each other. He could not see anything at all, and then...

"An…ser."

These two words, or to be more precise, the sound of saying these two words, instantly sent a chill down Olementine's spine.

Clearly the bloody flames were approaching him, but at that instant he felt a chill all over his body.

"Anser!!!"

Blood flames, black air, everything was shattered by the furious roar. At this moment, Olementine saw through the passage that Anther had forcibly pierced, and saw Ivora, who was hiding in the deepest part of the maze, sitting on the ruined throne, still surrounded by blood flames, almost half of his body was white bones, like a stray dog.

She raised one hand, as if she was crazy enough to pull Anser in, but the broken narrow corridor closed almost instantly, leaving only a crazy and hateful gaze that was imprinted in Olementin's mind.

Princess Ivora...she is really still alive.

The hideous, skeletal face and the crazy eyes that seemed to have completely lost their minds made Olementine shudder.

Anser sighed tiredly: "It took me so much energy just to find her. Where did she get this strength from? Unbelievable."

"It's so dangerous."

These four words immediately woke Olementine up from his previous shock, and then he fell into an even more terrifying, sober fear.

The young Hydra turned to look at Olementine and said solemnly, "If we let her cross the maze and return to the mainland..."

Then everything... is over!

The eldest princess, who was even more cruel and violent than her mother, had been tortured by the flames of feasting until she was neither human nor ghost. She seemed to have gone completely insane. What kind of madness would she go through after returning to the throne? It was a desperate scene that was simply unimaginable!

This woman has gone crazy! She wants to pour the flames of the Feast directly on the land of the West Country, and she might even want to burn the entire empire to ashes... We must not let her come back, absolutely not!

Compared with this, Hydra's threat and Ansher's concealment are not worth mentioning at all!

"Lord Hydra." Olementine's voice was a little hoarse, "We should immediately summon all the grand dukes... No, all the high-level extraordinary people!"

"Yes."

Anser looked at the blood flames rolling out of the door and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"The Empire does not need to try to destroy its successor. Our former Highness Ivora looks like an unqualified loser, just like her mother."

All it takes to make an enemy a temporary friend is a common, stronger enemy.

Although Hydra would carry out inhumane harvesting and massacres of the princes of the empire according to the emperor's wishes, the fear engraved in the hearts of the grand princes meant that the Flame Feast clan would always have the upper hand.

Because Hydra...is not human.

The emperor who is high above, truly crushing everything, looking down on everything, dominating everything, and playing with everything is the one who truly makes the dukes, who are also human beings but are treated as playthings or even livestock, engrave fear into their blood.

To some extent, the Flame Feast clan is the real enemy in the eyes of the grand dukes and extraordinary people.

However, things are not that simple.

Anser felt the throbbing coming from the Head of Power. Xitana obviously felt the power that had just driven the projection of Hydra's body and was anxious about it. So the young Hydra was silently comforting his Head of Power while advancing the plan that was gradually taking shape in his mind.

This counterattack point... was given to him by fate.

Fate allowed Ivora to enter the battlefield in such a crazy and arrogant manner. It could not be a stupid move. He gave Ansher a fulcrum to break the deadlock, but it was also tantamount to saying that there was a deeper plan hidden behind this.

However, it doesn't matter.

"How about this, Lord Longyu."

Even in the face of such a difficult situation, our Lord Hydra remained calm and composed: "Since I happen to be here, why don't you summon all the Grand Dukes to your mansion first, okay?"

The Dragon Duke immediately responded: "As it should be, Lord Hydra, I will obey your will."

"Very good." Anser nodded. "I think all the Grand Dukes will quickly understand the seriousness of the matter and will come immediately... Oh, by the way, there is one more thing."

His peripheral vision fell on the ground below, where blood flames were spreading. A city had already been mostly burned. Standing on a high place, they could not hear any shouting or calls for help, only the whistling of the wind.

"Your innocent subjects need your help."

The young Hydra pointed downwards and said, "Just because Ivora is crazy, it's not a reason for us to ignore the lives of our people."

Olementine was stunned for a second. He had been thinking that Anther might have some special request, but it turned out to be just this little inexplicable thing. However, considering Anther's personality, he was not too surprised and agreed.

He uttered several strange syllables in succession, then turned to look at Anser and said respectfully: "A giant dragon will come to help them escape from Ivora's crazy destruction. Please rest assured, Lord Hydra."

No matter what, the one who is most capable of fighting against the Flame of Delight in this world is only Hydra.

Chapter 1: She Returns (W)

The huge round table could seat a total of thirty people. Excluding the ten grand dukes who stood at the top of the empire, the remaining nineteen people...it was no exaggeration to say that, to a certain extent, they were indeed qualified to sit on an equal footing with the grand dukes.

There was Para Celsus, the president of the Alchemy Association, and two other legendary masters, the three most powerful of the nine supreme seats of the Aether Academy, two of the seven founders of the Zero Point Explorers, and the Hall of the End, which was composed entirely of extraordinary people walking in the abyss. It had very few people but the strongest members were at least at the fourth level of the Path of Ascension... Even the Time Society, which was known throughout the empire for killing, sent people to the scene.

In addition, there are scattered lone extraordinary people who do not belong to any force and are almost equivalent to legends.

Among the nearly one hundred fifth-level transcendents in the empire, the top ones, except for the legion commanders of the Revolutionary Army, can be said to have all arrived.

And now, everyone was silent, waiting for the person sitting on the main seat to speak.

"According to the list, everyone is here. That's great."

The meeting leader, who was extremely young among all the people present, interlaced his fingers and leaned back in his chair. Despite such a heavy and critical situation, his expression still looked natural and peaceful.

"Since you have been able to rush here from different places in such a short time, I think everyone here should have realized the seriousness of the matter."

Ansher snapped his fingers lightly, and a curtain of light appeared above the conference table.

It was a bloody sky.

Thirty-six cracks that seemed to have life were slowly wriggling, bringing down the purest end to the earth every minute and every second. The absurd scene of blood flames gushing out from the sky was clearly a scene that could only appear in the chaotic world.

Even through the virtual images, the extraordinary people fell into silence.

Compared to the Grand Duke, the self-organized or solitary transcendents have almost never faced the power of the Feast of Flames, but their fear of the Emperor is the same.

Even if he could not show violence in front of them, the emperor had ten thousand ways to make any extraordinary person kneel down. Before Effisandre became the crazy tyrant who hid in the source flame all day long, she had already ravaged the entire empire, just like Ivora once did.

The power that can burn all matter, ether, elements, and all existence, whether concrete or abstract, is an indelible shadow in the heart of every extraordinary person.

Just by looking at this scene, the fear and trembling that had apparently passed away came back with a vengeance, making it difficult for them to remain calm.

Even though they didn't give any clear reaction, Anser could easily detect the emotional changes of most people. Their fear was a good thing for him.

Diverting attention is one thing, but Anser really needs them... to spare no effort and do everything they can to kill Ivora.

In the original future, what happened to Ivora who chased Efesand into the Lost Sea will always be a mystery, but Anser can be 100% sure that fate will not let such an important Flame Feast bloodline die silently in the Lost Sea. She must have... a more important role.

Killing Ivora was not only to prevent her from having that one in ten thousand chance of returning to the throne, but also to cut off a path of destiny.

But now, it just happened to give Anser another help, which was to temporarily transfer the malice that might befall him to Ivora.

Not only that, Anser, who summoned all the grand dukes and other top extraordinary people, had a deeper purpose.

Hydra narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the malice in his eyes to the deepest level.

He was prepared to create conditions to directly kill the vast majority of these twenty-nine extraordinary people.

The best way to avoid being surrounded and attacked, of course, is to kill all those who might target you in advance - Flamel had this plan from the beginning, but Efesand was not dead at that time, so he was destined not to have the opportunity to do so.

The struggle between Hydra and Feast Flame is not something that low-level transcendents can interfere with. Gathering so many top fifth-order transcendents is certainly not just for discussing countermeasures, but also for gathering thugs, or... cannon fodder.

In this situation where no one wants Ivora to return, no matter what level of fifth-level transcendent you are, whether you like it or not, there will always be someone who will be cannon fodder.

What Ansel needs to do is to turn this “someone” into the “majority of people”.

"I have some very sad news for you all."

With cruel and evil thoughts in mind, Hydra showed a sad expression: "The former Grand Princess Ivora has gone completely crazy. She may want to... destroy the empire."

"No, to be precise, it should not be a possibility, but a certainty. From the current situation, it is not difficult to see that she wants to complete her revenge and destroy the entire empire."

Ivora, who had locked herself in the maze, had no way to explain herself. Her condition and her thoughts were, of course, entirely up to Anser.

However, he's not completely talking nonsense.

Anser turned his head to look at Grand Duke Longyu who was sitting in the second seat to his right, and sighed softly: "Sir Longyu, I think... you also saw her crazy look, although it was only for a moment."

The Grand Duke of Dragon Language was stunned for a second when he was suddenly mentioned. Under the gaze of other extraordinary people, he answered in a deep voice: "Indeed, the temple in that state, Ivora in that state..."

The image of the woman with half of her face covered in blood and flames, her hideous appearance, and her hysterical and crazy eyes immediately emerged in his mind, and his face twitched involuntarily.

Even if he didn't say anything further, just by looking at his expression, the other extraordinary people could tell how bad Ivora's condition was.

Ansher nodded slightly, and at the same time changed the light curtain from the sky with thirty-six cracks to the earth covered by endless blood flames.

Plains, mountains, cities, settlements... everything was swallowed up, eroded, and then burned by the burning blood.

The entire Western country has gradually become a real hell on earth.

"This is the current scene of the West Country, six hours after the rift opened."

Anser himself was staring at the bloody purgatory in the light curtain, the sea of ​​fire reflected in his sea-blue eyes. For a moment, he couldn't help but wonder - are Xier, A'er and the others okay now?

How many people did they save?

While he was contacting other extraordinary people, he also asked Crow and Rhine to provide as much help as possible to Hitana and the others. Faced with this force that even Ansor had to retreat temporarily, their rescue work would be quite difficult.

This worry flashed through Anser's mind, and he quickly focused on the current plan. On the surface, he just paused for a moment and then continued, "This is what Ivora can do now. Think about it, everyone. If she is recognized by the source flame and truly masters that flame..."

"The day when the empire is burned to ashes has probably already come."

First of all, it is necessary to stop the Grand Duke and other extraordinary people from turning to Ivora.

Anser had already made a lot of preparations for this job, but he didn't expect that fate would give Anser a better opportunity. He just didn't know when He would collect the price.

Taking advantage of fear and the fact that Ivora is now crazy, engraving the idea in their minds that "Ivora must be killed, otherwise everything will be over", although it may not be that easy, it is definitely not difficult.

After all, among all the people present, it is estimated that everyone sincerely hopes that the Xiangyan bloodline will be cut off as soon as possible.

Then...

"Lord Hydra."

In the middle of the round table, a mysterious man covered in a black robe spoke with a hoarse and unpleasant voice.

He is a transcendent from the Hall of the End. All members of this organization are transcendents who walk in the abyss. They believe that the road to heaven is the road of the weak and true transcendence can only be found in the abyss. Therefore... they worship the Hydra clan, which is almost equivalent to the incarnation of the abyss.

"Ivora...must die, but how can we kill her?"