The lights in the castle hall were dim, making it difficult to see clearly the true appearance of the man sitting on the throne in the middle. However, there was a permeating cold breath that spread around all the time, hit the wall and rolled back, blending with other breaths, making
The entire hall was as cold as hell.
Even the red-eyed raven as a symbiote did not dare to stay in this environment and came to the corridor outside the door to wait.
There is no need to mention how terrifying the soul strength of a high archmage is.
The soul resonance generated unconsciously is enough to kill ordinary living beings.
What's more, this is obviously not a normal soul breath!
The red-eyed raven from the underworld has a hint of human horror in its bright ruby-like eyes.
In its perception, although this aura is not as majestic and vast as the Great Emperor's dome in the sky, it was so overwhelming that no one responded for 20,000 years, but the level... is surprisingly almost the same!
It's just a little unstable.
Sometimes not.
Lovett knew clearly about the horror of the red-eyed raven, but ignored it. The power represented by the obscure aura was too huge, and he needed to devote all his energy to control it.
The situation encountered by Baroque News Agency that day was quickly solved by summons, but the situation did not improve significantly. From time to time, a force would pull out a large amount of energy from the soul network and send it to the new world. The signal was intermittent, so that they had to pick it up again.
A commonly used means of communication for ordinary people is the phone bug.
At this time, the crisp trembling echoed in the depths of the soul again, causing waves of throbbing.
The red-eyed raven knew that its master was crushing something with that high-level power that was not inferior to the Great Emperor. After staying here for many days, it was not the first time it heard such a sound.
But this time it was different. As the shattering sound sounded, the icy cold air that was violently boiling but always contained in the hall suddenly became "vivid". With the Blackstone Castle as the center, terrifying fluctuations radiated out in a disc shape.
Everywhere we went, the vegetation was withered and white ash drifted away.
The huge Cake Island, now the main island of Auroville, was eroded by that power in the blink of an eye. Except for Leviathan and a few undead with decent strength, everything else was turned into ashes.
Aka, who was guarding the hall on the first floor, was so excited by this smell that he looked up at the ceiling.
"It's the master who died together!!"
"But why is the scope so large?!"
After the main island was devoured, the aura still did not stop and had the tendency to continue to spread in all directions.
But the runic language of death together should not have such an exaggerated coverage area!
Aka doesn't care or care about the question of whether Auroville will be destroyed because of this.
He was only worried about what happened to Lovett, making him unable to control this power.
But fortunately, he was obviously overthinking it, and it suddenly came to an abrupt end when the breath swallowed up all living things within a radius of five kilometers.
Whoosh!
The gray smoke of death swirled back, like a film played backwards, constantly entering the center of the castle.
Immediately, a vast soul power turned into a pillar of light visible to the naked eye and shot straight into the sky, filling the soul net, allowing the large net that divided the entire sky into countless diamond-shaped squares to clearly emerge.
At the Abyss Altar in the distance, the Mother of the Abyss, who was watching all this, silently raised her head, with a hint of shock in her eyes.
"You bastard, you succeeded so quickly?"
As the Will of the Abyss that has existed for countless years, the Mother of the Abyss has seen countless geniuses.
Holding the soul net in hand, Lovett, who had directly touched the rule-twisting realm of dominion, was not unexpected at all when he pushed the door of the Holy Ten Realm, but the speed made her feel incredible.
How long has it been since?
Less than a month, right?
Obviously before that, he couldn't even see where the Holy Ten Realm was.
But now...
Feeling the vast aura, the Mother of the Abyss swore that if the aura of this quality was not the Holy Ten, then there would be nothing called the Holy Ten!
Compared with him, those geniuses who fought against each other in the past were nothing. The two sides were not on the same level at all!
At the same time, Lovett on the throne slowly opened his eyes, and a surge of souls naturally emitted, creating a more terrifying sense of oppression than before, causing hundreds of thousands of undead throughout the City of Dawn to kneel and tremble.
But his attention is still silent in the sea of soul at this moment.
The human figure formed by the collusion of light points floated in the vast void. Lovett raised his fingers and lightly snapped his fingers. Suddenly, the deep and dark sea of souls in the universe disappeared.
The soul fragments that represented the former titled Archmage "Black Earl" melted as fast as snow, and melancholy, painful, and happy memories continued to emerge in front of his eyes during this process, but Lovett didn't miss them at all.
The sea of souls filled with stars soon became nothing but the central sphere of spiritual power measuring light.
Like the supreme god, at the snap of a finger, the stars disappeared!
Seeing this, Lovett withdrew from the soul sea. The burst of computing power slowly subsided, the dark spots on his eyeballs faded, and his eyes finally gained a glimmer of humanity.
"Let him pass by."
Lovett murmured to himself: "Now I have been reborn."
He once had the urge to find a way to get this power back after a breakthrough. After all, no one knew better than him how terrifying the power he possessed in the realm of the titled Archmage.
The highest-level rune language - [Eternal Night], can easily plunge an entire planet into a state of night and turn it into his realm of death.
If I could get that power back...
Yonko?
navy?
Im?
It's not that Lovett is arrogant, nor is the mage arrogant. He doesn't take it seriously.
For this reason, he even really considered what method he should use to get rid of the current rune words and regain his power after the rune words conflict.
But now he has let it go.
Because he found that things were not that simple.
Going back to the past will come at the cost of cutting off the way forward!
"The language of runes is indeed powerful, but it also brings greater obstacles."
Lovett's eyes seemed to contain stars, and he slowly concluded: "As a regular force buried in the soul, if you want the soul to sublime again, you cannot avoid it."
"And to sublimate the rune language that represents the power of the rules is equivalent to pulling the entire world to evolve together. You can imagine the difficulty..."
Even if he has not truly entered the realm of the Holy Ten, but has just lit a little firefly, emitting a negligible light in the dark night, Lovett still has the confidence to say this.
All the mages in the wizarding world have gone in the wrong direction!
Relying too much on the words of runes has resulted in the upper limit of the soul being locked.
That's a double-edged sword!
If you do not hurt the enemy, you will hurt yourself.
And Holy Ten...
"I think I have become a slave to the rules!"
Thinking of this, the corners of Lovett's lips slightly raised.
It is impossible to pull all the rules contained in the rune language to evolve together. How could the Holy Ten Masters do something that even the Great Emperor could not do?
So as expected, they should have integrated with the rules, and in turn used the power of the world to sublimate their souls, thus entering this realm.
During this nearly month of seclusion and practice, Lovett has already touched that realm.
It is easy to find that as long as you open your mind and completely accept the power of rules to enter your soul, you can easily reach a height that you have never reached before.
"But I don't need it!"
boom!!
The vast soul light pillar surged again, and in the sky, the soul net flickered.
But that is not proof that it is about to collapse. Instead, it is because it has received too much energy and has been stretched beyond capacity.
Four runes appeared on Lovett's forehead.
His biggest cultivation progress this time was to erase the fragments of the past that remained deep in his soul, paving the way for the future. It was calculated as experience points, which did not exceed 1%. It was still far away from the official upgrade, and the words of the runes still existed.
But today's rune language is crumbling in front of his golden and bright soul aura, like a child's teeth that may fall out at any time.
Not only did he not accept that power, but he relied on the wishes of all sentient beings gathered in the soul network and the power of distorting the rules to uproot it in turn!
"The future is infinite, but the past is limited."
If the Rune Language is not forcibly removed, it will cause irreversible damage to the soul. This is a waste of time.
Lovett withdrew the soul aura that emitted, and the muscles on his face showed an evil and crazed smile.
"You do not deserve!"
Boom!!
The thunderous sound spread to every corner of the Grand Route as the soul network vibrated, and countless people looked up at the sky in horror, feeling terrified.
That monster-like Black Earl, is the retreat over?