774 Disaster Bringer (2/2)

Black short hair, handsome face, deep eyes, and fashionable clothes. The more the experts like Ogre watched, the angrier they became. A boy whose age was only a fraction of theirs was not a top legend!

Although most of them kept their appearances young, the vigor in Lucien's soul was not something that they could simulate. It clearly indicated his youthfulness.

Sensing the concentration of spiritual power and consciousness domain, Lucien chuckled unhurriedly and snorted as a way of greeting.

The snort came at such a perfect moment that thanks to his demiplane, a scorching, dazzling fireball suddenly appeared in Ogre's senses. It shined before them like the sun!

In grunts of pain, Ogre and the rest of them moved their senses away from Lucien's body. However, they were not infuriated but clearly realized that the young man was indeed a top legend. No matter how young he appeared, he was still a top legend who was much stronger than them. He was one of the strongest regular powers of this world!

In the meantime, they thought of the legendary spells that Lucien revealed; Advanced Time Stop, Luxury Cracking, Eternal Blaze, and Snow Goddess' Forgiveness… When those legendary spells were combined, if they did not have the supernatural abilities or items to resist ”Time Stop”, even a level-three legend would've been instantly killed!

Which legendary experts on the spot dare say that they could resist one round of Lucien's attacks?

Except for the mysterious and terrifying ”Mastermind”, Ogre probably would've been the only lucky dog, because Lucien Evans did not seem to have spells that could directly destroy the phylacteries like ”Light of Judgment” or ”Fateful Meteor”. But of course, things would be different if he carried his wife's ”Sword of Truth”.

After slightly awing the experts of the dark world, Lucien waited patiently for the meeting to begin and for Mr. Rhine to arrive.

”Evans?” Stanis, the King of Nightmare, saw Lucien the moment he was teleported to the valley. ”Why are you here?”

”I'm here to greet Mr. Rhine and see how the meeting goes.” Lucien did not cover his purpose.

The King of Nightmare still looked like a common middle-aged man, but he was covered in a mist under the perception of Lucien's top legendary spiritual power, as if he were a dream that nobody could see through.

Casting ”Whispering Wind”, the King of Nightmare asked solemnly, ”What's the intention of the Congress? Do you want to see Dracula succeed in uniting them, or do you want him to fail?”

He asked the Congress of Magic's stance.

Lucien smiled. ”Either is fine. For the Congress, there is barely any difference.”

Of course, Lucien personally did not have high hope in that.

The King of Nightmare nodded and stopped asking about that. Instead, he discussed ”psychology”, which had only grown popular in the Congress during the past decade, with Lucien. ”I believe that the analysis of dreams is also a kind of psychology. You've paid too much attention to the results of actions…”

”Dreams are prone to the interference of too many irrelevant factors…” Lucien was rather interested in psychology too.

During their discussion, the legendary experts of the dark world came one after another. Except for Dubenal, they were all shocked to see Lucien sitting in the rear.

After a while, Natravos, a legendary sorcerer known as ”Lord of Abyss”, and the Silver-Eyed Count were the only two participants who hadn't arrived. At this moment, the bright sky of the Valley of Fiery Stone became dark due to an enormous creature that was flying above the area.

It was an elegantly-shaped dragon, whose whole body was in gray. Scales covered his body, including the eyes, like hourglasses. Circles of blackness that resembled annual rings could be found on his body, marking the passage of time.

Cold, indifferent, and slow, but never to stop. That was exactly the feeling that Danisos, the primordial dragon of time, gave. If one were to observe more carefully, they would discover that although his scales seemed lackluster, a layer of light seemed to be floating on them all the time.

Around Danisos, time and space overlapped naturally. When rays of light illuminated it, the sky seemed to be snowing.

”The meeting begins now. Those who are late will be informed of the result.” Danisos opened his wings and looked down.

His voice was more solemn than ever.