Warlock of The Magus World (FanFiction)-Chapter 392

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On the peak of a mountain which had been created by the stack of white bones, forty-nine Demon Dragons were flying around in the sky. The Demon Dragons opened their big mouths, exposing the sparkling fangs that could make other people fearfully tremble and then disgorged black smokes. The dragon aura of the Demon Dragons was overwhelming the entire bone mountain's peak.

On the peak, there were one hundred and eight white-bone pillars. The pillars were splendid like jades, the images of the Demon Gods of the ancient time were engraved on the surface of the pillars.

One hundred and eight white-bone pillars formed a miraculous formation. Their positions were arranged based on the changes of the stars. The dragon auras, which were disgorged by the forty-nine Demon Dragons, were all absorbed by those white-bone pillars.

When those bone pillars had absorbed the dragon aura to a specific degree, the Demon Gods of the ancient time, which were engraved on the surface of the pillars, would revive and then rush to the altar in the middle of the formation.

The rhombus-shaped altar was made of white bones. Layers of boundaries blockaded the surroundings of the altar. Between the layers of boundaries outside the altar, many kinds of earth-destructive auras were conflicting with each other nonstop, shooting out waves of energy that were so violent that all the warriors of the Demon Area were able to feel them.

A skinny old man with white hair on his temples and a serious face was standing in the middle of the altar.

He was totally naked, suffering different kinds of power striking his body. Besides, he was also enduring the attacks of the Demon Gods of the ancient time which could hit him at any time.

Every time one Demon God of the ancient time broke through the boundaries and went inside, a Holy Armament suddenly appeared on his naked body that radiated thousand-meter holy lights. The Holy Armament contained tremendous God power, emitting the light which was similar to the converged light of the sunlight and the moonlight. Moreover, the Holy Armament kept discharging impetuous aura nonstop.

The Demon Gods of the ancient time released a variety of magics, either swinging their arms in launching thousands of lightning strikes, or the violent punch that was as heavy as a mountain, or dividing into hundreds of Demon Gods. However, these attacks on that elderly man were all crushed and bounced right off by the Holy Armament's energy waves.

While battling, sometimes his bare body was full of wounds; other times, his arms had been both cut off. However, they were all regenerated and regained their normal state just in a short time. His body was almost immortal, eternally indestructible.

At the same time, he also opened his mouth, spurting out a drop of blood. That blood drop was as red as ruby and able to tear apart the boundaries and smash the white-bone pillars.

Nevertheless, every time one white-bone pillar had been broken, the thousand-meter bone mountain instantly vibrated, and then a brand-new white-bone pillar rose up again. The number of the one hundred and eight white-bone pillars had remained unchanged so that the formations could operate normally.

Outside of the formation, three White Bones Dharma Bodies were as big as mountains, emitting demon aura that was as vast as the sea. On the sparkling white-bone body, thousands of strange badges, which looked like stars in the sky blinking nonstop, were slowly changing their positions.

One of the three White Bones Dharma Bodies was looking toward the altar. Two demon flames were dancing in their sockets. Its eyes were staring at the person on the altar.

"King Abaddon, the strength of your body has been consumed eighty percent. The reason you have been able to have persistently endured until now is due to your peculiar Immortal Martial Spirit and the Alaister family's Eternal Holy Armament that has been transmitted throughout many years."

"Although you have just reached the First Sky of the Spirit Realm, you can rely on burning the Immortal Blood to strain that long. Abaddon, you deserve to be the once-in-a-thousand-year exceptional genius of the Alaister family." The White Bones Dharma Body in the middle suddenly spoke up. "But your Immortal Blood is limited; the Eternal Holy Armament requires the Immortal Blood to continue releasing the God power. When you have used up all the Immortal Blood, how much longer can you sustain this Heavenly Demon Wind God formation?"

The person on the altar still closed his eyes tightly. When the Demon Gods of the ancient time disappeared, he regained his naked body.

"I, Apollyon, have been engaging in wars for my whole life. I have met so many warriors, but I have to admit that you are the opponent that I respect." The White Bones Dharma Body hesitated for a while before giving the advice, "If you agree to let the Alaister family belong to the Demon Area, I will immediately remove the Heavenly Demon Wind God formation and assure the Alaister family's glory throughout ten consecutive generations."

"No one on earth that can make me, Abaddon Alaister submissive!"

Abaddon's eyes remained closed tightly. His naked body was radiating peculiar lights. Just after having rested for a short time, he seemed to have restored some parts of his strength. Other people could feel that the strength of his body was surging up.

"Abaddon, you are just a thief." Apollyon suddenly harrumphed and spoke up after being silent for a long while. "If you, Owen Caddell of the Caddell family, and the Palace Head Master Bret Maren of the Martial Holy Palace haven't shared the Immortal Blood and the soul remnant of the God King's body, what qualification that you have to confront me when you have just reached the First Sky of the Spirit Realm?"

"A hundred years ago, you, Owen, and Bret had just entered the Nirvana Realm, but you had a big luck. The three of you got lost in the turbulent space and found a God King's grave inside the rift of space. You and Owen swallowed more than half of the God King's blood, and Bret btained the remnant of the God King's soul. That was why you guys could build up the three big forces in the Endless Sea, creating the legend of the three of you."

"Without the God King's corpse, how could the three of you rebel that fast, be strong enough to fight with me within a hundred years only?"

"Frankly speaking, the three of you are all the tomb raiders!"

Abaddon knitted his eyebrows and snorted but didn't utter a word.

"The God King's blood had helped you and Owen be strong enough to defeat the Third Sky of the Spirit Realm warriors although you guys were just at the First Sky of the Spirit Realm. After all, the God King's blood has made your Profound Qi have some anomalies and brought you a little God power. Bret, thanks to obtaining the soul remnant of the God King, he could enter the Second Sky of the Spirit Realm. After a hundred years of studying the soul remnant, he has captured a little of the God Technique. That is how the Martial Holy Palace has become the number one forces in the Endless Sea."

Apollyon revealed a faint smile. "Regretfully, although you guys had swallowed the body of the God King, you didn't attain the inheritance of the God King. You let the inheritance run away and hide inside the rift of space, drifting to the unknown place until now. If one of you had obtained the inheritance of the God King a hundred years ago, the situation of the Endless Sea would have changed differently. If so, the Fourth Demon Area and the Sevenfold Underworld should have soon become your hunting area."

Eventually, King Abaddon opened his eyes in which there seemed to have thousands of twinkling stars moving. "Although I am in captivity, Owen and Bret are still out there in the Endless Sea. If both of them unite, you and Chemosh cannot get any benefits."

"Hahaha." Apollyonn suddenly burst into laughing like crazy. His laughter echoed here and there. "This is the tragedy of the humankind. If it wasn't because you, Owen and Bret haven't got along well, always struggled in the Endless Sea for the blood and the soul remnant of the God King that made the spiritual powers have been dispersed, you guys wouldn't have stopped at this current cultivation Realm."

"That year, all three of you were close friends, luckily entered the turbulent space region together. However, because of the God King's corpse, you guys turned to be enemies. The humankind's greed is even much bigger than the Demon tribe's. As you guys haven't got along well with each other, you all have got injured after several battles. That's why your cultivation has encountered some difficulties. Otherwise, your current strength should have torn apart the Heavenly Demon Wind God formation."

Abaddon silently released a sigh without saying anything.

"What a pity!" In the empty sockets of Apollyon, the demon flames were still dancing nonstop. "Although knowing that you have been captured in the Heavenly Demon Wind God formation, those two still pretend to know nothing about this. Presently, the Army of the Demon Tribes has entered the Kyara Sea, slaughtering millions of people of the Kyara Sea. The Soul Bridge is also going to be completed soon, but, Owen and Bret haven't had any actions. Until the Sevenfold Underworld and the Demon Area are connected, with the strength of billions of people, we surely invade the Endless Sea, eradicate them, not to let them continue expanding."

"Perhaps, they have started taking actions. It is just you don't know about it." Abaddon coldly said.

"It's too late now." Apollyon burst into laughter that could violently shake the sky. "Avi Dark King has convinced the other two Dark Kings of the Sevenfold Underworld to use three millions of the Dark Dwellers of the Sevenfold Underworld as the material to build the Soul Bridge. Not long after this, the Soul Bridge of the Underworld can connect with the Demon Area. That will be the end of the Endless Sea."

Abaddon's face finally changed.

Until now, he realised the danger of the current situation; however, he was resentful that he was being imprisoned in the Heavenly Demon Wind God formation and impossible to escape from it to return to the Endless Sea.

"Abaddon, I still have another suggestion. You should consider it carefully." Apollyon hesitated for a while before speaking, "If you agree to help me, cooperate with me to kill Owen and Bret, I promise I will give you the God King's remnant and the blood inside the bodies of those two. Once you collect enough of the God King's blood, you will be able to enter the Realm that ordinary people can't even imagine."

Abaddon tightly knitted his eyebrows, didn't reply.

"Of course, after that, you have to help me with one thing, which is using the God King's strength to break the walls between the First, the Second and the Third Demon Area."

"Once the three Demon Areas are opened, not only the Endless Sea but even the Grace Mainland will fall into the misery."

Abaddon both coldly smiled and shook his head at the same time. "… I don't want to become the eternal sinner nor the stepping-stone for your Demon tribes. You should find someone else."

"Demon tribes?" Apollyon gritted his teeth and smiled, "The three Antiquities consists of the Grand Antiquity, the High Antiquity, and the Remote Antiquity. During the Remote Antiquity, The Alaister family was really the human tribe. But, during the High Antiquity, the Alaister family was actually one of the pagan tribes. If it wasn't because the Alaister family had only passed on the blood, not the typical features of the pagan tribe after several times of hybridization, I am afraid that you, Great Human Hero King Abaddon, would have been much different from the human more than I am."

Abaddon's face changed in trepidation. His lips shivered for a while but didn't explain anything.

"Therefore, don't mention 'pagan tribes' to me. After all, we both are pagan tribes. No need to be too stubborn." Apollyon frigidly smiled.

"How could you know about this?" Abaddon kept silent for a long while then released a long sigh and asked.

"A hundred years ago, in the Endless Sea, there appeared the turbulent space region. Before that, it had also appeared once in the Fourth Demon Area." Apollyon's voice became heavy. "And me, I was still a normal hunter of the Dragon Horn Clan by that time. I also unintentionally entered the turbulent space region and found something in the rift of space. Otherwise, I wouldn't have attained the Demon King position now."

"The turbulent space region used to appear in the Demon Area as well?"

"If not, how could I know the story about you, three as clearly as the back of my hand?" Apollyon coldly laughed. "The things that I have gained helps me know what have happened with the three of you, some secrets in the Grand Antiquity, the High Antiquity, the Remote Antiquity, and also know that Alaister family was one of the pagan tribe in the High Antiquity."

"You have talked that much just because you want me to unite with the Demon tribes. But, you certainly understand me as well." Abaddon cold-heartedly said.

Apollyon suddenly mused. After a while, he released a sigh, nodded the big skull of the White Bones Dharma Body then said, "I have soon known that you would not agree. However, as you are the opponent that I respect, I think that I should let you know something before you are tortured to death."

At the same time, the Demon Gods on one hundred and eight white-bone pillars started to operate again, massively flying out, dashing toward Abaddon.

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