Chapter 601 - Chapter 601: Chapter 537: Opening Eyes and Risking Life (2/2)
An indescribable power burst forth from within her, transforming into a dazzling ray of light that instantly pierced through those elemental torrents. The storm, flames, ice, and forces of the earth, along with the Sealing Skill of the Sapphire Curator, seemed to meet the most fearsome devourer in the universe at the moment they made contact with the light. They began to disperse, annihilate, and ultimately faded into nothingness.
“That is the power of the End!”
The Sapphire Curator’s face dramatically changed, his eyes shifting continuously, realizing the connection between the Witch of Demise and the End. Hence, it made perfect sense for Hecate Fischer, as the reincarnator of the “Witch of Demise” and a member of the “End” favored clan, to possess the power of the End!
Should he flee?
He suddenly felt that continuing the fight would only increase the danger exponentially. Since they hadn’t been subdued in the short term… leaving this world was the optimum choice!
The entire battlefield became eerily quiet at that moment. Hecate stood there, her eyes that could destroy everything slowly returned to normal, but the remnants of that heart-pounding power still lingered in the air.
She muttered to herself, “The cost was great… If it weren’t for reaching the Eighth Tier, using these eyes might have shattered my soul from the strain.”
“Typical of you…”
“This time, I’m not leaving. I have decided to claim the Destruction Element!”
The Sapphire Curator stood at the center, his robe gently fluttering with the breeze, his eyes sparkling with a profound and mysterious light. As he slowly raised his hands, ancient Spells began to flow from his mouth, each syllable imbued with endless Magic Power.
To become a God certainly required taking risks, and even if not this time, the next would be inevitable; he might even need to start laying plans in other worlds afresh.
Therefore, he decided not to leave the Claud World and to fight it out right here!
“Power of the Philosopher’s Stone, activate!”
The power of Miracle!
Suddenly, ripples emanated through the air around them, as if the space itself was being awakened, beginning to respond to the summoning of the Sapphire Curator!
Red light blossomed!
Powered by the potent Philosopher’s Stone, the Curator’s strength instantly escalated to the Apocalypse Upper Rank!
Following that, countless ancient Magic Books appeared out of thin air, rotating slowly in the air, each emitting a soft yet dazzling light, like the brightest constellations in the night sky.
Each of them seemed like an independent microcosm, hiding endless space and secrets. As per the will of the Sapphire Curator, these books swiftly enlarged, transforming into gateways to different worlds—some as hot as the intense sun, some as piercing as ice, and others as deep as the night sky.
At that moment, the Sapphire Curator fiercely swung his Magic Wand, activating those portals which began to flicker intensely.
Subsequently, a powerful force of space swept across the battlefield, enveloping everyone nearby into the elemental storm.
Hecate, Chris, and the Immortal Emperor Freyord found themselves being pulled by this force, uncontrollably passing through the flickering portals, transported to different spaces.
Hecate was transported to a lush paradise, Chris was thrown into a desolate, lonely desert; the Immortal Emperor found himself atop a sea of stars.
They struggled to acclimate to their new environments, searching for clues to return to the real world, while the Curator stood amidst the bizarre scene composed of countless portals, his expression calm, as if everything was under his control.
A black mist swept silently like a specter, heading straight for the Curator surrounded by the multitude of Magic Books.
Chris was the first to Instant Teleport back!
However, just as the “Death God” was about to touch the Sapphire Curator’s skin with its sharp blade, something unexpected happened.
The Sapphire Curator, as if having anticipated this strike, suddenly flashed a dazzling light in his eyes, a power beyond description quickly permeating the air.
The “Death God” in the black mist suddenly found itself stepping into a bizarre world, the surrounding scenes starting to warp and alter, countless illusions flooding in like waves, causing a dizzying confusion of reality and deception.
These illusions included terrifying demons, tempting paradises, and numerous memories and dreams interwoven together, forming a complex maze.
Chris struggled fiercely, trying to break free from this realm of illusions, but each effort felt like punching into cotton.
The Sapphire Curator stood by, watching everything indifferently, his face completely impassive.
“I’ll start by giving you an ending, Chris Fischer!”
As the “Death God” struggled weaker and weaker in the realm of illusions, the Sapphire Curator slowly raised his hand. At this moment, Chris’s face was pale, his eyes vacant, evidently having endured a long and brutal torment.