Chapter 700 - Fall of an Archmage (1/2)
Chapter 700: Fall of an Archmage
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The Inferno Archmage Sastor had appeared before Link in person, stopping him in his murderous tracks at that moment.
His appearance had left everyone in the temple in a frenzy.
“Our almighty master has graced us with his presence once again!”
“You are the sun that warms my soul, almighty one!”
“Demon, you’re in big trouble now!”
Some of them immediately knelt before Sastor, their mouths filled with praise for him. Others, emboldened by their master’s arrival, began cursing at Link, as if Sastor’s presence had lent them his invincibility.
Naturally, Link ignored them. The words of insects meant nothing to him. The power that he had absorbed from his victims was now overflowing out of him in the form of churning black smoke. Flashes of electricity appeared in it from time to time, giving him the appearance of a powerful demon from the pits of hell.
There was not a hint of fear in him when Sastor appeared before him. He had attained Level-18 pinnacle power and was moments away from reaching Level-19 himself. Despite being somewhat inferior to the Level-19 Inferno Archmage in terms of power, Link still had a few tricks up his sleeve!
There was a chance Link could come out of this victorious.
“Sastor, you’ve allied yourself with the devourer of realms. There will come a day when you yourself will be devoured by him, along with the entire Aragu realm. Your cowardice has spelled the end of this world!”
Link’s voice rang out loud and clear throughout the whole city. His words were immediately met by outrage from all of Sastor’s followers.
Sastor was standing at the entrance of the temple with a grave expression on his face. He then retorted, “Demon, you bring with you nothing but lies, destruction, and chaos! No one here will believe a word from your mouth!”
“Hahaha!” Link let out a hollow laugh. He then held out a hand, setting ten more souls ablaze and converting them into power for himself. “Isn’t your Dark Knight, Saroviny the same kind of demon that you’re describing? That’s a bit hypocritical, condemning the very people that you’ve associated yourself with, don’t you think?”
His words had left everyone speechless.
Saroviny’s notoriety had spread across the entire realm. Though she had only ever targeted the empire of the Light, her methods were known to be extremely cruel. Her order of Dark Knights were something of a taboo among the inhabitants of the Aragu realm.
Saroviny had earned the moniker of “demon” even among the followers of the Fire Sect. None of them could come up with a proper retort to Link’s words at that moment. Even those who had been quick to boo and hissed at Link were at a loss for words before the uncomfortable truth of their alliance with a demon like Saroviny.
Sastor’s face contorted in annoyance. “Save your breath, demon. Today is the day you die!”
Link chuckled at this. “Haha, hypocrite, you plan on attacking me here? Aren’t you worried everyone in this city might be caught in the crossfire? Mortals, take a good look at who you’re really worshipping! See just how black and twisted his soul really is!”
Sastor narrowed his eyes at Link. In the corner of his eyes, he could see that all of his followers were now gazing at him hopefully, hoping that he would be able to protect them all from Link. However, they were all mistaken.
His opponent was a Level-18 pinnacle master. Even though the Archmage believed he could easily take him down at his current power level, he also knew that he could not afford to be distracted by anything in the middle of a duel of this scale. There was nothing he could do for his followers. Collateral damage was almost always inevitable when two titans danced.
Sastor let out a deep sigh. “Some sacrifices have to be made. I wish there was more I could do for you, my loyal subjects.”
At that moment, Link knew that the Archmage was about to make the first move. Activating the Dark Thoughts effect, he immediately leaped into action, beating his opponent to the punch.
“Die, hypocrite!”
Silver-black rings of light had appeared around the Ode of a Full Moon sword. In an instant, copies of the sword materialized in the air and hurtled towards Sastor like a tsunami.
This was the technique that Link had come up with back in Girvent Forest. It had originally been a Level-16 spell. Since then, he had made continuous improvements on it with the aid of the Dark Thoughts effect. Only God knew just how powerful this spell had become at this point.
Link had named this technique “Infinite Blades of Time.”
Infinite Blades of Time
Level-18 Pinnacle Spell.
Description: Summons an array of swords from an infinite number of parallel universes.
(Unblockable!)
At the same time, Link diverted the Mana overflowing from his body into the Crown of Eternal Night.