641 Your Show and Mine (2/2)

As if he did not hear his death sentence, Lucien said casually and gracefully, ”It's alright. You don't need to kill me. I'll die on my own.”

”Will you?” The monster sounded rather strange.

Lucien pressed his chest with his right hand and bowed again as a gentleman.

”I won't waste your time, Mr. Monster?”

As he spoke, he stretched his arms into a human-shaped cross. His suit was unbuttoned, and the thin chain of his watch extended all the way to the pocket of his waistcoat.

Then, he fell backwards, his hair dancing crazily in the wind.

Behind Lucien was the gigantic pit full of magic patterns, and the destination of his free-fall was the center of the bottom of the pity!

Suddenly, a cluster of black bats flew over and pulled Lucien. Rhine had finally understood what Lucien was trying to do.

Surrounded by the countless bats like a cloud, Lucien fell to the center of the magic circle with his arms opened.

”Mr. Monster, I wonder how should I call you?” The patterns in the magic circle around Lucien glittered one after another, and he asked the final question.

As it watched Lucien fall backwards, the monster put on a smile of satisfaction, its face getting clearer and clearer.

Then, he looked at Lucien who lied at the bottom of the pit. His appearance became entirely clear inside Lucien's monocle. He was a gloomy-looking old man with grey hair.

”A long time ago, my name was also Viken…”

What? Lucien looked at him in surprise. Suddenly, the broken puppet occurred to him.

The magic pattern was entirely illuminated. The monotonous, silence black, white and grey and the clear, flourishing ivory power surged and gathered again. Death and life, evil and holiness, darkness and light, they entangled Lucien and Rhine weirdly.

......

Inside a grey hall in the Realm of Gates, traces of destruction were everywhere. Even the wall and the black gates of several halls nearby were also ruined. Liquids were dripping out and repairing them.

”This 'Realm of Gates' is alive?” Fernando looked around and said in surprise.

Douglas also observed the wall and the gate in curiosity. ”Why is the Realm of Gates alive? What exactly is such a life form?”

”Stop asking questions. Let's track the Angel King. It's not easy to wound him so heavily. We cannot let go of the opportunity. After we catch him, we will know why he appeared in the World of Souls and the Realm of Gates.” Fernando urged him. If they could learn the secrets about the Realm of Gates from the Angel King, it would help them to locate Lucien.

Douglas moved his eyes back and said solemnly, ”Alright.”

Just now, they entered deep into the Realm of Gates by tracing the Angel King and caught up to him in this grey hall. Joining their hands, they heavily wounded the Angel King who hadn't reached the influence of Mountain Paradise yet. If it weren't for the powerful 'God's Guard', Mecantron could've barely escaped. After all, Douglas was on his way to becoming a demigod, and the two of them were well prepared for the attack.

The prepared sorcerers were always the most terrible enemy!

......

Inside one grey hall, seeing that he had gotten rid of his pursuers, Mecantron stopped and planned to stabilize his wounds with the divine power.

Many feathers on the thirty-six wings on his back had fallen. Gold blood was all over his lips. Obvious and devastating wounds were everywhere on his body. Even the recovery ability of the Angel King could not heal them immediately. He had apparently been hurt deeply.

”I'll let you know my wrath after I enter the influence of Mountain Paradise!” The Angel King gnashed his teeth. His strength would be half a level higher when he was around Mountain Paradise, and the enhancement did not have a time limit.

Just when he performed the divine power, his face was suddenly twisted. His gold pupils were now bright and now dim. Holding his head tightly, he cried, ”Who is it? Who's projecting into my body?”

He was surrounded by holy light, as he tried to resist the unknown attacker who was attempting to occupy his body.

A solemn and grave voice echoed. ”It's not easy to wait for an opportunity so that you can be wounded again. You may call me Rudolf II, or Thanos, my previous name!”

”What?” Mecantron was totally surprised. He immediately lost control of his mind. After brief chaos, his gold pupils became clear again, and the wounds on his body were quickly healed.

Shaking his head and getting used to his body, 'Mecantron' sneered, ”Who would've written the real method of resurrection on a notebook? I only had to grope for the path of advancement again because of my incomplete memories, or I wouldn't have waited for such a long time at all.”