763 Eternal Interests (1/2)

Before the Blue Gate, Maltimus grabbed the gold trident in his right hand and extended his left hand into the void.

Illusionary ripples surrounded the blackened arm where a sulfuric fire was burning. The closer it was to the palm, the more it was like a lake where intense ripples were surging out.

The front end of the palm was completely blurred, as if the core of the ripples was connected to a different world.

Gentle light spread out of the gold trident in Maltimus' right hand, resulting in the shiver of the Blue Gate. Hazy blueness sprayed out and attempted to cover the whole hollow.

Aglaea took one step back. The shadow of the elven tree behind her suddenly became concrete, and weird limbs grew out of the fuzzy root of the tree one after another. They entangled with each other into a monster and penetrated into the hazy blue light.

As a result, the ripples of light were soothed, like an ocean where the tornado had come to an end.

In the space around Aglaea that seemed to have been brushed by flood, the ”mud” that was tightly clutched by the root was not blown away.

Therefore, she exited the range of the Blue Gate at ease without being locked at all.

However, after half melting with the elven tree, her face was rather pale. It was obvious that she had paid a high price.

The moment she exited the range of the Blue Gate, Aglaea raised her bow and aimed it at the Lord of Hell.

Fleeing in panic would give the enemy an opportunity to attack from the back. Therefore, she planned to use an attack to defend herself so that Maltimus would have to focus on self-protection for now. That way, she would be able to escape safely.

Spots of green light glowed on Aglaea's fingertips, and Nature's Heart glowed behind her. In the meantime, Maltimus also aimed the gold trident at her. It seemed that he was ready to use one of the five strongest abilities of this body.

Right then, Maltimus' left hand that extended into the void suddenly glittered, as if a tiny sun had just broken out in his hands.

BOOM!

The illusionary ripples were broken, and his left hand was obliterated. However, the all-consuming storm of energy did not stop at all but continued surging at Maltimus.

Maltimus' body suddenly blurred. He seemed to have entered a different time and space, and he seemed to be spreading throughout the world, living in the heart of every intelligent creature that had negative feelings.

The unpredictable and intangible feelings emerged. The essence of demigods was quite similar to the Blue Gate, the elven tree, and God's Glory, but it lacked something of critical importance compared with the Furnace of Souls.

The energy storm drowned Maltimus, but the most evil ”voice” continued to echo inside.

”Sinful Rebirth!”

Seeing that it was impossible to hit Maltimus who was in a storm of energy, Aglaea dropped her bow. Then, her body blurred and disappeared.

Could there be a better moment of escape than right now?

The remnant shadow of the elven tree slowly faded in the dark ocean. The energy storm finally died down, and the illusionary body became concrete. His right hand was still holding the gold trident, and his left hand was still intact.

”What spell was that?” Maltimus, who did not seem to have been hurt, stared at the void before him.

A level-three legendary sorcerer had hurt him, who had almost arrived in person without the help of anybody else, forcing him to recover with extraordinary powers. That was something that never happened even in the Age of Myths! If the attack were a bit more powerful, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to recover.

The Lord of Hell stood quietly before the Blue Gate just like that, neither chasing after the elven queen nor trying to break into Lucien's Atomic Universe.

His body changed and resumed the appearance of Harex, with sapphire scales around the body and a blue crown above the head.

However, the crimson eyes were much redder, and the indifferent gaze in them became a mockery.

He seemed to be staring at the deep black water up above, with the same mocking smile on the corners of his lips.

On the ocean, the sunset raised the most beautiful gold waves.

In the middle of a cluster of reefs, ”Mermaid Princess” Doris patted the water with her gold tail softly.

She suddenly sensed the most extreme and evil air erupting from the bottom of the ocean. Then, she saw that the regular fish in the ocean was blackened, their eyes bloodshot.

Such an unexpected change did not surprise her. She merely spoke to herself, ”Why did they not stop him from arriving at the main material world? Nobody would benefit from this.”

Then, her face was twisted for a moment, and her voice became old and coarse as she said, ”The Silver Moon is glad to see him arrive at the main material world steadily to share the pressure of dealing with me. As a matter of fact, Maltimus would never forget his real opponent. However, they don't know at all how much I have earned recently. When I succeed, they will only be clowns in the circus.”

The voice was exactly from Benedict III, or ”King of Calamities” Viken!

Doris' beautiful voice came out again. ”Was the Silver Moon around?”