Chapter 387: The Game Is Still Unsettled
Leon walked over to Olivia's side, his gaze penetrating the canopy as he looked towards the Sea of Chaos above, his mind swiftly contemplating a countermeasure.
He tried to raise his voice in provocation: "Do you want to duel with me? Wizard, why don't we have a straightforward duel, just you and me, one-on-one!"
However, the response he received was a faint chuckle reverberating through the Spiritual Field.
"Wasted effort. I never intended to compare skills with you. Did you take my previous words seriously?
Besides, using 'Mage Killer' for a sneak attack, what qualifications do you have to demand a fair spell duel? Especially since I've already won."
"That's spoken too soon, falling for the same trap twice is embarrassing..." Leon bluffed with calmness: "But the Spiritual Field cannot hold me, coming here for me is like coming home. The first thing I learned before becoming a mage was to leave the Cursed Land. If you want to trap me, you'll have to kill me first."
The laughter among the Ghost Forest became increasingly unruly because of his words.
"Kill you? No need... If you want to leave, try your best to show your skills and see for yourself.....but since you've been captured by me, everything is already over for you...
This is simpler than I expected. It seems the great Venerable sometimes overestimates his enemies."
"What?" Leon instinctively sensed a hint of something amiss from the other's confident words.
"It seems the magic inheritance of the Western Continent is too crude. Didn't your mentor teach you that the Spiritual Field exists in the chaotic spacetime between the veil's rift?"
Upon hearing this, Leon felt a chill down his spine.
"Just as you were racking your brains trying to trick me into revealing myself and talking to you, how much time has passed on Kleinian? Think, you hillbilly from the Western Continent, have you been so used to fighting with savage knights that you've forgotten, spellcasters should use wisdom to achieve their goals.
Two realms have already merged; the game is set; my task is complete. Farewell, Lord Leon, go out and succumb to your fate..." The reverberating echoes in the Ghost Forest slowly faded, no longer giving any response.
Leon looked around, controlling the urge to trust the other's emotions, striving to keep himself calm.
The other party resorting to old tricks, creating the Spirit Realm rift to trap him once again, clearly wouldn't leave a rift core easily destroyed.
The connection with Canis and the Holy War Knights' magic power is severed, which also means the scope of this Spiritual Field isn't large enough to encompass the heroic spirits outside.
Wait... Did that wizard just say the two realms have merged?
With quick thinking over such absurd statements, Leon immediately lifted the lamp at his waist and turned it to Pathfinder mode.
——A faint green light blossomed from the soul lampwick inside.
Seeing the Pathfinder become effective at that moment, Leon did not feel a shred of joy; instead, the coldness spread throughout his body.
The land that has turned into the Spirit Realm rift underfoot belongs to Kleinian, but at this moment, the Earth Vein Spirit Lamp senses an Earth Spiritual Vein that doesn't exist on Kleinian....this means Kleinian might have indeed already merged with Gaia.
Looking at the spirit lamp in Leon's hand, Olivia was taken aback and immediately reacted.
"Was what that wizard said true? Kleinian has already intersected with our world?"
A sense of urgency flickered in her eyes as she looked up at Leon: "We must get out quickly, no matter what those guys intend to plot, we must stop them as soon as possible!"
Leon nodded with a difficult expression, silently swinging the direction of the spirit lamp, and followed the guidance of the spirit light, immediately stepping forward with Olivia.
However, after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped.
"No, we can't leave." Leon held Olivia's shoulder, stopping their steps in shock.
Olivia turned her head in bewilderment.
"If we leave, maybe it'll be too late to do anything." Leon looked up at the Sea of Chaos overhead, his thoughts darting like lightning.
The experiences from the Battle of Rolandena prove that the Spirit Realm Mage's words were not empty boasts.
Within the short minutes I was voluntarily exploded into the rift by him and taken here, Kleinian might have already experienced countless days and nights, the ceremony of extracting the Divine Soul has long been completed.
If Kleinian has already fused with our world, likewise, on the Omlos Continent, Demon's theft of their realm's Divine Soul may be the same.
And if we can't stop Proud Demon Valary from awakening that ancient fallen Pope....he can't imagine what kind of disaster-ridden scene the Omlos Continent is at this moment, the calamity of Kleinian civilization will emerge in Gaia World.
"Can't leave? Why?" Olivia was very perplexed.
Leon instinctively clutched Garner, squeezing every second out of his mind to delve into his understanding of Magic Science. Thanks to the reminder from the royal palace upheaval, during his days back in Avalon, he supplemented his knowledge of Lorelettian's spacetime theories.
"The Spiritual Field is situated between the reality void and Spirit Realm, like a splash lifted from the River of Time. If the knowledge in ancient texts isn't wrong, we are currently outside the fate of Omlos Continent and Kleinian. But once we step from here into reality, we step into the predetermined reality within the fate of all things."
"Are you saying everything outside hasn't happened yet?" Olivia became a bit puzzled.
"No, everything has already happened, but at least for now, you and I here are not part of this 'everything'..." Leon didn't have time to explain this concept that exceeds normal understanding in detail, he hung the lamp back at his waist, falling into thought.
There must be a way....
Looking at his lover beside him, he suddenly felt a sense of peace, gently calming down.
Yes, yes.
There is still a chance!
If the spacetime within the Spiritual Field is a splash lifted from the River of Time.
Then the true Spirit Realm domain is entirely above the dimensions of countless fates.
He still has a chance, but not here, nor in reality!
Leon glanced at the golden ball floating on his shoulder.
The Void Compass has the coordinates of the ruined Spirit Palace in Spirit Realm where Suviel resides, but its magic power was already depleted when transporting himself and Sasha across the void dimensions back then; now wanting to activate it requires a magic power gap like a chasm.
However, there is another way for him to enter the Spirit Realm Abyss.
Taking out the Netti Card from his pocket, looking at the blood demon tentacles floating on the card face, Leon felt a wave of gratitude.
To communicate with the Blood Demon and urge cooperation among the bloodline on Kleinian, he delayed the idea of clearing its power repeatedly until now, he still hasn't erased the demon projection in the Netti Card.
Without hesitation, he infused magic power and threw out the card.
"Come out, Squash!"
Blood mist filled the air, six bloody tentacles thunderously swept through the dead wood, a hideous demon figure extending from the illusory pitch-black rift.
"...——You failed! Fool, where have you been?! Are you just going to sit idly and watch Valary awaken his master?!"
Leon had yet to speak, and that Blood Demon's roar vehemently berated: "Valary's lackeys have already come looking for me, albeit I placed hope on you lot! Now I'm about to be buried alongside you despicable ants!..."
"Shut up! Isn't all of this caused by you working with them?" Leon angrily interrupted Squash's roar.
He took a deep breath, having no mind to continue arguing with this demon.
"Open the path to Suviel's Spirit Palace; I'm going to find you right now!"
Hearing this request, even the Blood Demon momentarily couldn't comprehend his intention.
"What do you want?"
"I will unseal you."
"...?"
"As a return, you must help me access the site of the ceremony in Spirit Realm where Valary extracts Gaia's Divine Soul to awaken 'Ecas'!"
"Have you... finally gone mad?"
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The palace consumed by blood and flesh transformed into a purgatory, with floods of blood and crimson creatures continuously erupting from the mouth of the rift's cavity in every corner.
Countless demon beasts from Squash furiously wielded their blood-stained tentacles and whip blades, charging like a foul gale towards the demon tide invading the Blood Nest.
Claws and crystal blades clashed against each other, crystalline demons radiating an eerie glow all over, the army of crystal-transformed demons wielding magic wands resembling giant scythes, streaks of flickering magic shocks clashing in the battlefield of inhuman howls, tearing the dome and splattering large pieces of flesh like torrential rain.