Chapter Twelve: The Will of the Demon God of Fear!
The Magic Suppression Prison has been initially cleared.
Soren brought a small portion of the intact alchemical constructs to the mainland. He didn’t rush back to Modo; instead, he waited for Gloria’s arrival.
Around evening, Gloria had already teleported in.
The Fallen Witch arrived half an hour later. It was unclear what had delayed her, but Corinna seemed a bit unusual today.
Unlike Soren’s bewildered expression as he looked at the heap of alchemical constructs, both Gloria and the Fallen Witch couldn’t suppress their excitement upon seeing these items. They carefully disassembled the constructs for study while instructing a nearby apprentice to continually take notes. To them, this heap of severely damaged devices appeared to be extraordinary treasures, even the subtle runes inscribed on them were carefully copied down.
Alright.
Soren had to admit that he was not a pure scholar; he couldn’t understand the runes inscribed on these alchemical constructs at all.
As if sensing Soren’s confusion, Gloria took a moment from her busy schedule to glance at him, gently tossing her long hair aside: “Based on the damage of these alchemical devices, we can basically conclude that the Maze has been closed.”
“The energy supply devices are all destroyed.”
“The Maze could only maintain operation for a maximum of a hundred years relying solely on self-sustaining energy, and it’s been buried here for over a thousand years, so the core of the Maze should be resting somewhere at the bottom of the sea.”
“Next, we need a large workforce to salvage it.”
“Preliminary estimates indicate there should be a complete Maze underneath here, and it’s quite large, larger than the Maze of the Arcane Tower, with a coverage that likely encompasses half of Modo Island.”
The Magic Suppression Prison is an island.
Thus, the Maze here must be larger than that of a regular Arcane Tower. Gloria determined the range of the Maze based on the number of alchemical devices, and the salvage effort would take place within that range.
The Fallen Witch, on the other hand, was not very interested in the Maze; she was studying a device similar to the Elemental Fission.
“It is indeed a bit different from the Elemental Furnace.”
The Fallen Witch looked at the crystal construct before her, muttering: “But the energy supplied must be much more substantial! This device must be repaired before we can determine whether it is truly an Elemental Fission device.”
The Magic Suppression Prison requires a large amount of energy supply.
This is a very special place that once imprisoned many evil archmages. To maintain the sealing of these beings, the Maze must have operated at full capacity, so the energy supply devices must be very advanced, perhaps comparable to the consumption of a Floating City.
“Since you are all here…”
“Then this will be left to you. I will return to dispatch more manpower.”
After watching for a while, Soren grew bored. He could study spells; however, sitting down to study such complex alchemical constructs was definitely not his style. Fortunately, Gloria and the Fallen Witch were experts in this area, and now that they had arrived, Soren didn’t need to stay here any longer; Modo also needed people to guard it.
Gloria, engrossed in her research of new materials, had no objections. The only thing she wanted to do was retrieve everything beneath the Magic Suppression Prison.
………………
Upon returning to Modo, Soren felt as if he sensed something.
In the next moment!
His figure directly appeared in Vivian’s room. For some time, Vivian had been merging the divine power granted to her by Soren. Advancing to demigod was very difficult for the natives, and it couldn’t be accomplished simply by counting time. Soren’s speed of merging divinity and divinity seemed, even for deities, to be on a different level.
At this moment, a hint of pain appeared on Vivian’s delicate face.
She was floating in midair, with the dissipating power of fear forming a barrier that isolated the surrounding space.
Vivian’s body was changing.
She was gradually advancing from the bloodline of the chosen one to that of a demigod, but just as she was about to succeed, a bit of unexpected mishap occurred.
The will of the Demon God of Fear descended!
At that moment, in Soren’s eyes, Vivian’s figure was suspended in the air, and behind her was a grotesque phantom of a demon god. This phantom could not be seen with the n*ked eye, but for Soren, who possessed a divine form, he could sense any trace of mental will and special existence in the soul.
The Demon God of Fear could no longer hold back!
Just as Vivian was about to merge with the divine power and advance to demigod, He launched an attack against Vivian, attempting to invade her mind and seize control of her body.
This was a seed imprinted on her soul.
It had been left from the moment Vivian was born, and even Soren had no way to erase it.
If the Demon God of Fear succeeded, Vivian would completely disappear, and the Demon God would be reborn in her body. Not only would He regain His divine profession and divine power, but even Vivian’s strength would be absorbed by Him.
“Finally can’t hold back anymore?”
A hint of cold killing intent appeared in Soren’s eyes, and without hesitation, he extended his finger and lightly touched Vivian’s forehead.
The Demon God of Fear was already dead.
The remnant divine power He possessed was insufficient to directly resurrect Him, so He could only attack at a critical moment for Vivian, attempting to annihilate her mental will in one blow.
This imprint was left on her spirit and soul.
In an instant, Soren sensed the Demon God of Fear’s scheme and activated his divine form, directly entering the mental space that was trapping Vivian’s soul.
Time froze at that moment.
Vivian’s painful expression seemed to disappear, and a hint of surprise appeared on her delicate face.
At this moment, a trace of radiance emerged from Soren’s body, and a bit of divine light merged into Vivian’s body, transforming into an intangible shadow that directly entered her interior.
Soren entered the world where the Demon God of Fear was attempting to trap Vivian in his spiritual form!
………………
The howling wind roared.
The entire world was gray and dim, shrouded in a heavy atmosphere that inexplicably provoked a sense of panic.
In the center of the entire world was a massive throne, surrounded by countless demons, yet none dared to approach it.
“Brother!”
“Brother!”
At this moment, a streak of golden light suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by a shadow enveloped in divine light landing directly on the throne. The shadow gradually transformed into a solid form, and Soren’s figure appeared right in the center of the throne, his expression one of formidable resolve, but the next moment his expression froze.
Because he saw two identical Viviannas on this throne constructed purely of divine power!
What the hell!
What is happening?!
Why are there two identical Viviannas appearing in the spiritual world?!
At that moment, Soren suddenly felt a bit disoriented.
Because, in the view of a deity, the essence of these two Viviannas’ souls was the same.
………………(To be continued ~^~.)
