Lord of Mysterious Wizard
Chapter 312: 310: Dark Dominator (Additional update for the Dead Spirit Magician of Satan!)

Chapter 312: Chapter 310: Dark Dominator (Additional update for the Dead Spirit Magician of Satan!)

The figurehead of the Immortal was an unknown Evil God.

It was clad in scarlet armor, surrounded by black mist, with a skull head; within its eye sockets was a light able to stir any living being’s desires. Holding a scythe, accompanied by bats and crows, ominous and horrifying… when shrouded with the blood and Magic Power of the Dwarf Demon Priest.

It, resurrected.

Boom!

The figurehead of the Evil God, in an instant, detached from the Immortal.

Within the surging black mist, it actually stepped proactively into the column of light formed by the fusion of twelve streams of Divine Radiance.

A scene that dumbfounded the Ancestors as well as the spectators occurred in the next moment.

The tangible figurehead, after being struck by the Divine Radiance, began to rot bit by bit, its unknown material flaking off. Yet at the same time, the Divinity from within the Ancestors’ bodies couldn’t be withdrawn anymore, the radiance was sieged by the figurehead’s hands, wrapping around its body.

“Hu”

The Ancestors felt it all at once, their eyes revealing a look of horror. It was as if some kind of eerie power existed within the figurehead, capable of continuously drawing out the Divine Power from within their bodies, forming into endlessly extending Light Ropes.

Seized by the figurehead, it flung them like a “giant sailor” deep into the dark vortex.

The already vast vortex was hit by the Divine Power, and in an instant, it doubled in size.

Then, everyone saw it.

The Exotic Realm!

The true Exotic Realm!

In the depths of darkness, radiance reflected like a galaxy, stretching towards the end of Nihility.

Soon, within the light, a mask appeared… a mask with ornate, complex patterns, ancient beyond measure, akin to the most exquisite work of art!

It was worn on the face of a lean, towering Human Figure, donned in noble garb, ornate and lavish armor, and a cloak as red as fresh blood.

Bang!

Everyone’s heart, as if struck fiercely with a punch, paused fiercely and then “thump thump thump” started to pound crazily.

As this Human Figure appeared, a name uncontrollably sprouted in their minds.

Immortal Earl!

Samuel Winston!

From the Old Calendar Era, the mightiest pirate in the Federation’s nearby maritime regions, he was a navy traitor, a Legendary Hero, and a Mysterious explorer. Even in the era ravaged by demons of the Dark Era, he had shone his own light.

And now, he was bound and imprisoned.

In a universe-like Nihility World, a massive Meatball Monster quietly floated. It had no facial features or any other readily identifiable organs, just a pile of constantly shifting, wriggling flesh, strands of dark yellow tentacles hanging down, one of which was binding Samuel.

The Earl made no movements to resist, he didn’t even twitch, abandoning even his breath.

A large part of his body was now merged into the “Meatball Monster.”

The upper half, however, was exposed to the outside world.

At this moment, whether it was the Ancestors, wild Transcendents, Church personnel, Jason and Rafael, as well as the Witches, and Sally, even including Tang Qi himself, all fell into a daze, their pupils violently constricting, silently watching this scene.

The irregular actions of the Dwarf Demon Priest earlier, at this moment, were given a terrifying yet reasonable explanation.

Samuel Winston had not escaped his confines; originally, he was not capable of returning to Winston Town from Purgatory on the Red Moon Day, as prophesized.

Because he had been seized by a true Exotic Realm Monster.

Moreover, he was about to be devoured by the Monster.

Tang Qi, struggling against the burning sensation brought about by direct gaze into the Divine Radiance, focused his entire attention on the Earl, on that boundless “Meatball” that seemed to be in a sleeping state behind him.

“Boom~”

A sensation he had never experienced before emerged in Tang Qi.

He could only feel that his eyes were instantaneously filled by an overwhelming ghost light Tide, his head as if gripped and violently shaken by someone, uncontrollable, numerous thoughts of madness and self-destruction sprouting rapidly like demonic vines.

Tang Qi clenched his teeth fiercely, all the Melting Furnace Power within his body boiling up.

A special, yet extremely unclear vision flashed into existence.

“Extraordinary Creature: Dark Dominator, a powerful Exotic Realm Evil God, in a state of slumber; it instinctively intercepts some creatures wandering in the Exotic Realm to Devour, once it awakens… Unparseable!”

“It comes from… Unparseable!”

“Its power… Unparseable!”

“Its soul should be the sweetest Fuel!”

…

Tang Qi abruptly closed his eyes; the tide of ghost light receded, and his head was no longer being shaken. Yet those thoughts of madness and self-destruction continued to emerge, until Tang Qi silently entered into the Meditation Method state, his surging Melting Furnace Power washing over him, bit by bit burning away the “Pollution” within his body.

When everything was restored, Tang Qi appeared as if he had been fished out of water, drenched in sweat.

“The cost of attempting to analyze an Evil God, even though this Evil God was in slumber.”

Tang Qi looked towards the dark vortex leading to the Nihility Exotic Realm once again, this time he turned off his Special Ability.

Although he had faced some risks, he also gained some incredible information.

As for that final popped-out Information Fragment, Tang Qi directly ignored it. He didn’t need reminding to know, an Evil God’s soul indeed is an incredibly sweet Fuel, but the problem is, his Melter simply couldn’t fit it.

Unless he wanted to self-destruct, he could try that.

“The answer is revealed. After being banished to the Exotic Realm, the Immortal Earl might have had some good times for a while, continuing to be the grand pirate and even subjugating the Dwarf Demon Clan as servants. But at some stage, he was captured by the sleeping Meatball Monster, which is the Dark Dominator.”

“Just as some creatures prey on Floating Organisms.”

“The all-powerful Immortal Earl, under the tentacles of the Meatball Monster, was no different than a Floating Organism.”

“However, compared to other frail creatures, Samuel was clearly much more powerful. He always had another kind of Divine Power within him, resisting the instinctive Power of Devouring of the Evil God; to the Dark Dominator, he was like an indigestible Food.”

“But this would not last long. The Divine Power possessed by the Earl was incomplete, and it was depleting over an extended period of time; he was about to be completely Devoured. To survive and escape, he used prophecy and curse to reopen the void passage of Winston Town, sending the Immortal and the Dwarf Demon Clan over, followed by the series of events we’ve witnessed.”

“The Dwarf Demon Priest was deliberately sacrificed. It was to force the Twelve Ancestors to release Divine Power, and by seizing this opportunity, to rescue the Immortal Earl.”

“Sigh”

This realization was not only reached by Tang Qi.

Everyone else, especially the Ancestors, also quickly understood.

So, the Human Figures within those twelve rays of Radiance all started to look troubled.

They had come here, prepared the altar, to kill the Immortal Earl and break the curse.

Who would have thought?

The power they had accumulated over the years was about to help the other side escape.

That Light Rope, composed entirely of Divinity, silently arrived in front of Samuel.

It was also at this moment that he awakened.

The head wearing the mask slowly lifted, touching the Divine Radiance.

“Hum”

A silent transformation occurred under everyone’s watchful eyes.

Samuel Winston, his gaunt and weak body, greedily began to Devour that light. Bit by bit, his body was assimilated, gradually turning into a Human Figure completely enveloped by light like the Ancestors, and then reduced in size, breaking free from the dark yellow tentacles.

Along with the Light Rope, heading towards the vortex.

At first, his movements were incredibly slow, as if he were afraid of startling the “Great Horror” behind him.

The people inside Winston Town, especially the Ancestors, were feeling extremely stifled at this time, mixed with an indescribable Fear.

They knew that the first thing the Immortal Earl would do once he escaped the binds would be to reclaim the Divinity inside them.

But no one dared to disturb Samuel, because no one knew.

If the “Meatball Monster” with no visible boundaries were to awaken, what kind of terrible event could take place?

Even the mighty Immortal Earl had become “Floating Organism” before the Monster; if it awoke and descended through the dark vortex onto Origin Blue Star, what magnitude of Disaster would that bring?

Tang Qi couldn’t see the expressions of the Church personnel inside the Church, but now the faces of Jason and Rafael could be used as a reference.

Jason, always smiling, and Rafael, always supremely calm, were now both wearing serious and solemn expressions. Jason’s hand was always inside the Tilos Magic Bag, seemingly holding onto some Curios tightly, his eyes fixated on the Twelve Ancestors.

Tang Qi suspected that if the Ancestors made any Abnormal Movement, Jason wouldn’t care about any curse or Earl; he would take action against the Ancestors right away.

The hidden Church staff might have the same plan.

In fact, even Tang Qi himself felt the same way.

Fortunately, the Ancestors did not make any movements. They innocently continued channeling Divinity, helplessly watching Samuel Winston, turned into a “Light Man,” who after breaking free from a certain area, suddenly turned into a Light Arrow and shot towards the dark vortex.

No one cared about the Earl; they all watched the Meatball behind him.

There was no Abnormal Movement; it was still sleeping.

An unbelievable sense of absurdity rose up in everyone’s heart.

They were actually all hoping, the Immortal Earl, a malevolent being who returned with a curse and was about to kill everyone, would successfully escape.

One breath!

A painfully long breath, when everyone came back to their senses, a blurred figure of light along with the end of the Immortal had left the dark vortex.

“Boom”

“Sigh”

As the figure of light returned and the vortex disappeared, everyone, including the Ancestors, let out a long sigh simultaneously.

Unfortunately, this sense of relief lasted for no more than half a second.

Because in the next moment, they were replaced by another kind of “Fear”.

Unlike the illusory unreality of the Great Horror, it spread like a plague, quietly sweeping over and enveloping the entire Winston Town. So real that everyone instantly sensed its presence, so real as if thick, icy whispers were entering everyone’s ears.

The Scarlet Moon, casting its glow over the equally scarlet Winston Town.

Above the tranquil ocean, composed of blood water, a warship like a “Sea Castle” was drifting over.

A figure wrapped in Divine Radiance slowly emerged from the restored prow of the ship.

The ornate, Mysterious mask, the scarlet cloak, and a pair of cold, Mad eyes took over everyone’s minds in a flash.

The Immortal Earl!

He has returned.

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