NABC Chapter 632
Chapter 632
Chapter 632: Chapter 41 The Battle of the Angel Envoy Chapter 632: Chapter 41 The Battle of the Angel Envoy “`@@@@
Dream Realm, Trial Ground.
This place is one of the closest connections between the Dream Realm and the Material Realm, the umbilical cord of both worlds.
Above the Lower Realm, below the Upper Realm.
Every Transcendent participating in the ascension ritual, their souls would arrive here in a daze during their dreams.
Like being cast into the deep sea, but in the end, they wouldn’t sink downwards—because “transcendence” is an ascension.
Its direction is upwards.
The Dream Realm does not follow the laws of the Material Realm, with a clear and orderly east, west, south, and north.
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Each region seems independent, yet also overlapping.
The “Trial Ground” is a lake, but it is also like an hourglass of water connecting the two worlds.
In the upright pool, filled with warm amniotic fluid, the inverted world is soaked with blood.
Transparent bubbles float steadily in the pool, each hiding nine sleeping souls.
This is the essence of the ascension ritual.
Each bubble is a miniature world of its own.
And within one of these bubbles, the projection of Akpolis manifested here.
This aged Lizardfolk held a serpent staff, earnestly gazing at the “Breaker of Sieges” Erinyes.
Erinyes stopped in her tracks.
“It seems you still remember me, Akpolis!”
She showed no fear but grinned, baring her teeth: “It must have been about eight hundred years since we last met, old man!
Shall we continue to cooperate?”
Erinyes had a comely appearance and a splendid figure, with fair skin.
Purple warpaint adorned her face, resembling special eyeshadow, or the patterns of a cobra.
But compared to her appearance, her voice was incredibly hearty and rough.
It was a voice indistinguishable between male or female, carrying over long distances like a battle cry.
Akpolis wore a solemn expression.
For He knew the one before Him was difficult to handle.
Erinyes was one of the most loyal Angel Envoys of the Bear Celestial Marshal, a red-haired giantess whose presence brought a stench of blood and gore.
On today’s Avalon Island, there was once more than just the land of Giants.
Elves had settled here too, at one point dividing the island with the Giants.
Vivian, Lancelot I’s foster mother, before becoming a Fairy, was a descendant of that generation of Elves.
These Elves, not living within the Eternal Theocracy, were more warlike than their counterparts within the Holy Nation.
They possessed technology beyond their time, and their capital was once called Eterna City.
It was during that battle Erinyes shattered the barrier, broke down the gates.
Her mother was a Giant Priestess, and her father was a massive bear—this bear was said to be an incarnation of the Supreme Heaven.
In that war, while drinking spirits mixed with the blood of Elves, she whipped up a storm that razed everything in its wake.
After breaching the city, she had no intention to cease the war, but rather reveled in the slaughter from both sides.
Thus, Erinyes, along with her brother “Nation Destroyer” Ares, began a massacre.
In the end, their atrocities provoked the wrath of the Candle Master.
In response to the Elves’ prayers, the Apostle of the Candle Master, “Eternal Vanguard” Castening, descended into the Material Realm and slaughtered those Giants.
After their death, the siblings were elevated by the Supreme Heaven to the status of Apostles.
In an instant, a crimson and violent storm surged continuously from within her.
Bears, wolves, falcons, horses—the crimson storm took the form of countless wild beasts, accompanied by innumerable weeping blood-red skulls, roaring toward everything with the momentum to obliterate the heavens and earth!
The surrounding world creaked and groaned, as the simulated space created by the Pillar God’s power emitted crackling red lightning.
One fissure after another appeared and disappeared.
She couldn’t be bothered to precisely kill the prey marked by her lord but intended to destroy everyone in one fell swoop!
After all, as Akpolis, the master of the ascension ritual, was obligated to protect everyone, he had no choice but to confront her attack head-on.
Even if Erinyes’s power was slightly weaker than that of Akpolis, if she was the one initiating the attack, she would have the advantage.
Even in the past, those on the Path of Strength were thoughtless brutes, but exclusively possessed the cunning of wild beasts in combat.
Now that intuition had solidified into instinct.
“I’ve already warned you,”
Akpolis sneered, pausing the snake staff, “then die right here.”
It was just the right time; he had delayed long enough.
The surrounding world instantly became blurry and fantastical.
Colors as if seeping out from the void, viscous to the point of making one feel nauseous.
An intangible, colorless, tasteless “disease” spread all around, turning into ominous black patterns that gradually emerged on Erinyes’s body—just as His daughter, the Medicine Celestial Marshal, reigned over medicine and poison, He too wielded the power of disease.
During their conversation, Akpolis had already administered the poison.
And at this moment, she had begun to succumb to its effects.
But Erinyes showed no reaction whatsoever.
——Even if she herself was attacked, even if she were killed, so what?
The lord’s purpose would still be fulfilled.
You still can’t protect them!
Facing the wailing storm that seemed about to destroy everything, Akpolis had no reaction, as if he had given up resisting.
He merely maintained the spreading epidemic in the air, his entire being gradually turning into a stone sculpture.
But just as this Akpolis became completely still, another “Akpolis” suddenly appeared!
——That was the true form of “Akpolis”!
“Finally, I’ve caught up.”
A young and vibrant voice sounded.
Not the ceremonial incarnation dispatched for hosting the ritual, but the Angel Envoy’s true form, the same as Erinyes!
But this Akpolis was not the stooped, old man who needed both hands on a staff to walk wobbly.
Akpolis now had the body of a man in his twenties or thirties.
His eyes were bright and focused, his muscles bulged to perfect proportions.
His body was covered in shiny black scales with a sturdy tail.
He looked more like a dragon standing upright than the Lizardfolk.
At this moment, He was not holding the snake staff but had empty hands.
——This was the “Youth Regaining Elixir,” one of the three “Supreme Triad Elixirs” mastered by Akpolis!
The real Akpolis was actually this young.
Because He had already consumed the three drugs He developed, breaking through the triple barriers of life, time, and fate, completing the sublimation beyond mortals!
Resuscitation, rejuvenation, and...
Suddenly a pair of dragon wings burst from Akpolis’s back.
His body continued to swell, and the snake scales gradually transformed into dragon scales.
——Eternal youth and immortality!