Chapter 560: Heart Blood (1/2)
On the two children's chests, blue light shimmered. They glowed like the crying moon. It was as beautiful as it made the demons and Revenants alike felt their skin crawl. The two continued their massacres, tainting the sacred light with the blood of the owner's clone.
However, the cold light of their manifested qi stopped their dance when Angel pulled Azazil on his collar and into Naor's side, ”Quickly, move!” she cried, alarmed.
Azazil saw what she was running from through his peripheral vision. It was not coming from the front but from the back a maelstrom of vermillion flames.
The two got to the injured Naor. It was Angel who made the first move, the evergreen wind moved, and the deep waters followed, a storm formed around them.
BOOM!
An explosion followed as the Maelstrom of flames slammed into the dome of water and wind. The Maelstrom parted and the Revenants and Demons behind them disintegrated into ashes without a fight.
It mattered not what they were, the power of these flames was inconceivable, able to match the flames of what crafted worlds and birthed life, ”What kind of flames is this?”
Angel, the one who controlled all elements did not even know the vermillion flames' origins and she was the embodiment of element.
Naor, however, knew, ”That's the Scorching Words… the Ancestors has awakened?”
”Yes, she awakened… and I watched her fight Wang Ling and she never used these flames. She draws from the Primordial Flames, I could feel her siphoning it… these flames, however, isn't like that. It is outside… sourced from something external…”
”That's because she draws it from her heart blood…” Naor kept his family on his back, ”…they draw it from all life's power, one's own origin.”
”Heart blood—Oh, no!” As she questioned, the dome she created began to crack and weaken. The natural elements were actually being overwhelmed by the Scorching Words, [The Wind and Water I called upon may not have been the strongest, but I am still in control, how is it that it can overpower me like this?]
The flames began corrupting the wall of storm. Angel did not know what to do.
”Hold still, Sister—” Azazil cried aloud and placed his hands on his sister's back. He wrapped his qi on her and then, the darkness he held melded with the light of the elements like the river accepting the ocean's touch, the two united in harmony creating an impregnable barrier. It glowed silver, as it protected them until the Scorching Flames passed.
The flames settled down and only kilometers away did it continue burning. Angel looked over at Azazil, ”Hey, did you just copy Wang Ling's Gate of Heaven?”
Azazil's wavering body shrugged his shoulders, ”I don't know what that is. I just intended to reinforce your element with my marks… but, that sensation is similar to the one in the past before we manifested… and then—”
Azazil trailed off, his thoughts unknown to the two.
”I see you can't explain it either. We can discuss it with Ling later. Anyway, what was that fire? Did you call it Scorching Words? I don't know that.” Angel cried without care for her words, ”I am the source of every element. Other than the All-Father and his Origin, I wield every element… Devil, answer me, what is this Heart Blood you speak of?”
Naor ignored her claims of being the source, and just explained, ”Like every Immortal Deity, they have no limitations in their lifespan and vitality. Their vitalities are so deep that using life-threatening techniques for others is nothing to them.”