Chapter 122: Throne of Fear! [Request for Recommendation Vote]
2016-09-10
Author: Floating Tower (诸生浮屠)
A single Meteorite spell brought devastating casualties to the Dark Guardians.
Yet in the face of the Demon God of Fear’s power, they still fiercely guarded the throne, not out of fearlessness towards death, but because the Demon God of Fear had completely taken control of their souls. These Dark Guardians, even knowing that death was approaching, stubbornly protected the throne, inflicting severe casualties on Soren’s Heroic Spirit Legion.
The battle was at a stalemate.
However, the Heroic Spirit Legion continued to push forward bit by bit, suffering significant losses among the Golem Puppets.
Soren had invested over ten thousand Golem Puppets in one go, but now nearly sixty percent were damaged. In terms of wealth, the losses had exceeded thirty million Gind. The most valuable were the Soul Crystals; if any Soul Crystal was placed inside a Golem Puppet and that Puppet was destroyed, the valuable Soul Crystal would be completely ruined. Half of the losses Soren endured were from Soul Crystals, especially after three Diamond Golems were destroyed by the terrifying Slayer, which directly cost Soren over three million Gind.
Three legendary-quality Soul Crystals shattered, leaving only the broken shells of the Diamond Golems.
The Heroic Spirit Legion had suffered about thirty percent casualties already. If it were an army from the Material Plane, they would have long since collapsed. However, these were Soren’s Prayer Weavers; their existence was to confront the more brutal wars of the Divine Kingdom. So even now, not a single Prayer Weaver took a step back. They continuously charged towards the Fear Sovereign before them, preparing to break the enemy’s defenses and clear a path for Vivian to the Throne of Fear.
The stalemate in the battle was not what Soren wished to see.
At this moment, in the distant city of Modo, the High Priest responsible for monitoring the battlefield also wore a serious expression, speaking in a low voice: “The Prayer Weavers of the Demon God of Fear are coming. They have formed a large encirclement.”
“We don’t have much time left.”
There were not just these Prayer Weavers in the Kingdom of Fear; the entire Kingdom of Fear likely had millions of Prayer Weavers. Even though their powers were not as strong as the Dark Guardians, preventing them from arriving at the battlefield immediately, they were rapidly approaching. If they were surrounded, they would ultimately be trapped in a terrifying sea of enemies.
The voice of Tower Spirit No. 1 sounded cold: “I recommend activating the Golem self-destruct mechanism! Blast a path through the enemy’s defenses!”
The Golem self-destruct mechanism.
This was an ability derived from the Clockwork Nirvana’s mechanical realm. When activated, the Golem Puppet would explode, unleashing the power of the Soul Crystal equivalent to a Fireball Spell cast by a Legendary Wizard.
The High Priest fell silent for a moment upon hearing this.
Then she spoke firmly: “Activate the Golem self-destruct mechanism! We must open a passage within five minutes!”
With her command given, a batch of special Golem Puppets began to rapidly approach the enemy. Their eyes emitted flashing red light, and as they charged into the Dark Guardians, they swiftly exploded.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Over a hundred Golem Puppets exploded in succession, quickly creating a vacuum in the enemy ranks.
“Charge!”
Chouhou seized the opportunity, leading the Demon Hunters forward, and at that moment, Vivian and Lilian also followed, swiftly breaking through the defensive line to reach directly beneath the Throne of Fear.
Here, six Slayers guarded the area below.
“Lady Vivian!”
“You go directly to the Throne of Fear; we’ll handle this!”
Chouhou, flanked by two Otherworldly Divine Servants, blocked the Slayers. The rank of the Otherworldly Divine Servants was comparable to ‘angels’ and was only slightly weaker than the Slayers, and since many Demon Hunters were nearby to support, temporarily holding them off shouldn’t be a big problem.
Vivian understood the urgency of the situation. Nodding, the little girl charged towards the Throne of Fear.
As if sensing Vivian’s arrival, a powerful consciousness gradually awakened, and in an instant, the sky changed color. Dark clouds loomed over the Throne of Fear, accompanied by rumbling lightning, and eerie green flames ignited along the way. The Dark Guardians nearby became increasingly frenzied, fiercely blocking the enemies, while some Slayers madly pounced towards Vivian’s location.
“My dear daughter!…”
“Come! …Come to Mama!…”
A peculiar calling voice emerged.
It was a gentle female voice, filled with maternal warmth, echoing in Vivian’s ears.
Her expression lapsed into shock for a moment, but soon Lilian pushed her from behind, anxiously saying, “Don’t be dazed! This is just the Demon God of Fear’s scheme! They want to buy time!”
Outside the Kingdom of Fear.
Soren, who had been closely monitoring the battlefield, was momentarily stunned.
Because he also heard that familiar voice, which seemed to awaken distant memories, bringing forth a beautiful yet weary face from the depths of his recollections.
Their biological mother.
Soren’s mother, and also Vivian’s mother.
………………
Inside the Divine Kingdom.
Vivian and Lilian quickly approached the Throne of Fear.
When they arrived at the Throne, a beautiful figure in a long dress appeared. Her countenance seemed somewhat haggard, but she wore a hint of a maternal smile. She stood in front of the Throne of Fear, gazing at Vivian not far away, smiling as she opened her arms: “Vivian! My dear daughter!…”
“You finally came?”
“Come! …Come to Mama!…”
Vivian was momentarily frozen in place, and Lilian also wore an astonished expression.
Because everything before them was not an illusion; a real soul appeared in front of them, and this soul was their mother.
“Come here.”
“My dear daughter!…”
Vivian’s mother smiled, her smile so gentle. As if she thought of something, she softly said: “Don’t you miss Sis? Sis is also here!”
“Hurry.”
“Come to me.”
A radiance flickered again, and a loyal old dog appeared at the woman’s feet, wagging its tail toward Vivian, as if calling her to come over.
“Sis!…”
Vivian was more excited to see the old dog than she was when she saw her mother. She reached out her arm as if wanting to touch it, but slowly withdrew it, her expression turning furious as she shouted towards the empty Throne of Fear: “It’s you! So it was you who imprisoned their souls! …”
“You damned bastard!”
“Quickly release their souls! …”
A weird, deep laughter echoed.
A mass of shadows enveloped the Throne of Fear, as if countless gazes were staring at them. The voice intoned darkly: “Kill me! …Your mother will die! …Sis will also die! …Completely perish! …Their souls are already imprisoned in the Throne of Fear! …Destroying the Throne of Fear is akin to killing them with your own hands! …”
“Do you really want to do this?”
“Want to personally kill your own mother!… And your most loyal Sis? …”
……………… (To be continued ~^~)
