Chapter 388: Holy Sword Anchor
The indigo chaos storm roared in the twisted ether space, resembling entangled nebulae.
The crystal labyrinth was suspended above the abyss, immense and boundless, its spires piercing through the chaos, refracting colorful alien light, like frozen stars.
One by one, ominous beings emerged from the flicker of spirit realm magic, gathering at the center of the labyrinth.
Their bodies were either covered in crystalline angles, or adorned with obsidian-like lustrous wings, or draped in cloaks, or revealed sinister demon bodies.
Countless wings trembled lightly in the storm, crystalline spikes shimmered at the joints, the surging magic power flowed with the divine soul power at the ritual center, and the demons grasped their magic wands, silently standing, gazing into the abyss, awaiting the awakening of the immortal lord, with countless inhuman eyes watching the turbulent chaos storm.
Suddenly, purple currents surged with thunderous roars, a blazing white pillar of light pierced out from the eye of the storm, tearing through the darkness, grand like a river of enraged souls flowing backwards, piercing through the altar at the center of the crystal labyrinth, and striking the dark vortex high in the spirit realm.
The pillar of light was devoured the moment it touched the ultimate darkness, the vortex pulsated slowly, like the rising and falling chest of a demon god.
Below the labyrinth, in the eddies of the chaotic sea, a phantom of a blue planet faintly appeared, strands of white radiance detached from the astral body, transforming into incandescent light.
The buzzing sound of the magic power tides arose, eerie light emerged in the crystal ritual site, an ebony vortex door appeared slowly, and a gigantic being stepped into this place.
The demon body of the gigantic beast cast a shadow, almost engulfing the altar.
The demons surrounding the platform bowed in reverence, chanting the noble name of the immortal lord Valary in unison.
The crystal horns atop the pride demon rose high, the two eagle heads on its broad shoulders cried out, six multicolored wings spread to the sides, sprinkling magic light, the mesmerizing colors of each feather seemingly able to plunge one into endless nightmares.
The gaze burning with ghostly flames swept coldly, Valary's right claw tightly gripped the giant scythe-shaped crystal magic wand, which struck the ground with each step of its reverse-jointed talon, causing the earth to tremble.
As it strode to the crystal pillar binding the divine soul, its demonic eyes flickering with cold flame examined the blue soul within, emitting pure white light, nearly completely engulfed in silence.
The entity enveloped by the phantoms of countless arms and limbs, and tendrils was the unborn god known as Kleinian.
Yet at this moment, its existence was intertwined and fused with another more powerful and extraordinary divine soul.
The three pairs of eyes on Valary's three heads lowered, gazing into the chaotic sea vortex below the crystal pillar, the faint ancient old world, that once past home of the demons.
Named Gaia by the venerable Illaril, the home star.
Sacrificing it to the immortal Ecas.....
Under the watchful eyes of the supreme Mosela, this impossible feat was achieved, yet he still...succeeded.
Seizing that fleeting moment across the curtain of the river of time...he could finally fulfill the long-standing vow of thousands of years.
"...I shall become your redeemer of all worlds, the vanguard to reverse the end, awaken again and guide us, my lord." Muttering, Valary swung the giant scythe.
In the countless spired fortresses of the crystal star, millions of soul bells tolled in unison.
The rolling magical sound drove the giant pillar at the center of the ritual site to resonate with the surging magic power of a starburst, accelerating the separation of the divine soul from Gaia's astral body.
Valary raised its head in excitement, admiring the miraculous magic he had recreated.
He would replicate the Flame Sun King's miracle of ascending to godhood, prematurely crowning the newly reborn Lord Ecas above the star gods as the supreme ruler of the spirit realm.
As if glimpsing the future's journey of devouring the void and bringing all realms into the supreme heaven, the eagle heads on Valary's shoulders roared passionately.
Yet the constantly color-changing magic eyes continuously gazed at the threads of fate entwined, arousing some doubt...
The power to awaken the lord was already sufficient, the path to shaping fate was unobstructed, but why has the immortal lord, who should awaken in the future, still not appeared here against the flow of time?
Is the full responsibility for his rebirth handed over entirely to me?.... Well, that is undoubtedly a supreme honor.
The eagle head on the right suddenly turned, capturing a streak of gold from the future's vision.
That brilliant gold and familiar magic field were incredibly well-known to him.
"The bloodline of the Flame Sun Guard..." The aura of the former great enemy piqued Valary's interest, making him turn, his demonic eyes casting towards the yet to appear figure.
Blood mist surged, as it did when initially arriving at this place to witness the advent of the demon god, a vortex door torn by an energy spiral appeared out of nowhere.
A figure, small compared to the surrounding countless demons, wielded a silver long spear and descended from the air, landing with a thunderous step into the demon-surrounded place.
The barely discernible golden surge expanded outward, sweeping winds cloaked the youthful girl holding the spear's shaft upside down, swirling around her for several meters.
"The taste of sun blood.....the lord's descent must not be disrupted by such filthy blood." A blue demon wreathed in demon fire, raised a giant axe and swung a whip.
The demons in the ritual site all turned their gaze upon the mortal who dared trespass here.
Infinity of chaos magic, stirred by the physical forms of countless demons in the ritual site, surged like waves towards Olivia, until the magic with the disturbing magic field collided, turning into a swirling gale amidst the chaos.
Olivia's eyes were filled with gold, the pure golden pupils surveyed those numerous powerful twisted spirit realm entities, clearly glimpsing countless possible deaths of herself.
The talent of the martial heart told her there was not a shred of chance for victory, every inch of space filled with the omnipresent premonition of death, confronting such formidable foes, even she could find no opportunity for survival.
The Karakazk spirit body crouched on the high side of the altar, raised its skeletal head to the demon lord beside it, crying out: ".....It is her, the protector of Lord Orland Mage!"
Yet, Valary, more aware of the history behind this, ignored the words of the Rodoc slave at his feet.
He leaned against the base of the giant scythe, bowing his head to survey the descendant of the Flame Sun Guard who had intruded into his Spirit Palace, memories from ancient times flooding his mind.
"No wonder your shadow is obscure and difficult to discern in the future, heir of Gervin. Did Squash send you here? Have you come to worship the supreme glory of my Lord, or... to seek a place befitting your death with honor?"
The ancient magical words, like decrees that decide fate, aroused the chaotic wind surrounding, attempting to obliterate the girl with malice, violently surging.
Olivia could only react by raising Garner, instinctively attempting to block.
Her petite body was flung across the crystal floor for over a dozen meters before barely touching down again, the invisible disturbing magic field wavering almost to its collapse, her armor splintering and scattering from her body. Though she coughed up blood, her voice remained resilient:
"I... only came to stop you... ancient Fallen ones."
The Demons around let out a low, uniform laughter, as if mocking this insignificant mortal for overestimating herself.
"... Fallen?"
Valary's gaze lingered briefly on the familiar-looking magic long spear, the fiery magic eye squinting slightly.
"Since that's the case, at least your courage can be praised, but even if your ancestor were here, they couldn't stop my will. Your courage... is also born from your ignorance."
The Great Demon lost interest in reprimanding this ignorant child, lifting the giant scythe magic wand, as the immense magic light seemed to tear the space apart.
The scythe blade swung down, the terrifying, whistling chaotic light slashing forward, about to engulf that futile, tiny figure.
Olivia restrained the instinctive fear to dodge, choosing to face head-on the death's light rushing toward her.
The courage in her heart did not stem from ignorance but originated from faith... and her trust in Leon.
...She only hoped that she had secured enough of a moment for her husband.
—Boom!
In the deafening sound, the multicolored demon fire collided with the dam like a flood, diverted midway.
Countless golden lines interwoven expanded outward from the demon fire released by Valary.
A gigantic palace shadow instantly enveloped the vast crystal sacrificial arena.
In the loud noise, Leon was forced to release the Sun Holy Sword, knocked back by the shockwave, the light and shadow cloak around him torn apart by the demon's powerful magic, until Olivia firmly grabbed his wrist.
Landing on the ground, ignoring the injuries his body sustained, he braced himself and shouted to the girl: "Quick, enter the array! Quick!!"
At his words, Olivia, disregarding the severe pain in her body, dashed forward with all her might into the large circle her lover had mentioned earlier.
Grabbing the Garner released by the girl, Leon infused magic power into the ground beneath him without stopping, activating the unfolded ancient magic.
Found it, indeed it's here! Not only Kleinian, but as the two have merged, then Gaia's power is also present here! According to Aphrodite's echo, this magic, based on Gaia's great magic, successfully connected with the unborn Divine Soul!
"—What is it? ...What is it!?"
Valary's eyes rapidly analyzed the powerful spell unfolding in the distance.
The eagle head on his left shoulder looked to the past, while the one on the right looked to the future, finally spotting a hidden overlooked trace of white amidst the dazzling Flame Sun's golden glow of the girl.
However, the downstream of the River of Destiny had flown into the Void within his sight, severed halfway!
"No!" Valary's twisted face lost its composure, becoming exceptionally ferocious.
With a hoarse roar of demonic tone, a field encircling the Great Demon's body instantly opened.
Wherever the purple light reached, whether it was the magic power drifting in mid-air or the surrounding demons and spiritual bodies, all froze with space-time.
The colossal demon body vibrated six wings, leaping down from the altar, traversing the space-time frozen by magic, swinging the magic giant scythe, slashing towards the center of the space-time magic secret ceremony, aiming at the damn "Star Core Blade".
The gray field of the palace magic and the purple spell field of the Great Demon intersected, yet the powerful magic technique centered on the Sun Holy Sword, in just a moment, enveloped the entire star body of the demon maze.
The Great Demon, holding the crystal scythe high, was frozen in time and space within destiny.
At the top of the Star God Prison, the divine power rushing into the chaotic cloud sea slowed down.
Clutching the magic wand tightly, Leon's gaze passed over Olivia, staring fixedly at the Holy Sword standing in the outline of the sword base...
The next moment, all things reversed.
The towering light pillar retracted towards its origin.
The demons pulled back by the reversing time power continuously retreated to their original positions, just as they came, vanishing through fissures at the sacrificial site.
—Except for the great demon with its swinging giant wings, convulsing in the rewinding flow of time, its eagle heads on both sides letting out silent roars, as if resisting the pull of fate's reversal.
"...You—! You are—...!"
Incredulity filled the demon head of Valary as it looked at the overlooked figure...
Until it could no longer withstand the overwhelming divine power of Gaia, pushed back by the torrent of space-time power into the "past".