Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'
Chapter 761 - 370. Breaking the Cage

Chapter 761: 370. Breaking the Cage

The tide.

The waves repeatedly surged and rolled, and the tide of memories was like an army of thousands, trampling over thoughts and rationality again and again. The personality, like a lone boat, trembled in the vast sea of the mind, repeatedly hammered, slapped, and ravaged.

Finally, when it broke through the waves and escaped the sea, the originally broken skiff had been shattered, seawater seeped into the Dragon Bone Gunwale, it had not been destroyed, but in the tide, it was reborn anew.

Ding-dong——

The elevator to the bottom gate of the hunting ground slowly opened, and the blacksmith’s stout figure walked out. He bowed his head, his disheveled hair growing wildly like vines, obscuring his face and making it impossible to see his expression and features clearly.

"Oh my, who is this?"

Upon the high platform, the twin sisters sat shoulder to shoulder on the edge, tilting their heads and looking at the ugly newcomer in a bizarre manner.

"He looks so ugly; clearly not a good person," said the older sister, Jessie.

"Then let’s punish the wicked and promote the good!"

The younger sister, Lixi, grinned and leaped into the air, her figure swiftly descending.

Plop——

Like falling into water, Lixi instantly melded into the shadows. The next moment, her form emerged from the shadow at the blacksmith’s feet.

"Hey, hey, ugly uncle!"

The blacksmith turned his head slightly, and Lixi immediately swung her foot, an impact shrouded in shadow instantly landing on his face.

"Greetings from Hell!"

She showed a cruel smile, and from the shadows behind her, the demon Gomorrah with a ram’s head pounced out.

Bam————!

A pitch-black shadow screen exploded on the spot, like gunpowder smoke, rolling on and on on the empty ground, not dissipating for a long time.

"Seems it’s not much at all."

On the high platform, Jessie yawned in boredom:

"Besides the Freckled Sister’s Calamity, I’m afraid only Gaslin can match us."

Thinking like that, it was quite boring indeed.

After dealing with Gaslin, they would seek out Polina, seize the Elite Elijah from her hand, and then just enjoy themselves.

They possessed the Angel of Light for punishing sinners and the Shadow Demon for soul seizing others, even those Void Monsters were not to be feared.

"Lixi, hurry back when you’re done playing, we still need to deal with Gaslin."

She called out toward the shadow, but received no response.

"Hmm?"

Jessie frowned slightly and spread her hands, sighing:

"Stop messing around, my sis——"

Bam!

The next moment, a small figure was flung back like a cannonball, savagely crashing into a nearby wall, the sturdy granite instantly shattered, and that small figure slumped to the ground like a rag doll, swayed back and forth by the wind and residual blast without the slightest reaction.

"...Sis."

As Jessie’s voice fell, her pupils instantly shrank, looking at that small figure: Lixi’s head was smashed like a tomato dropped on the ground, blood splattered and flowed, draping limply. The Shadow Demon Gomorrah beside her also weakened immensely, trembling a few times before collapsing and disappearing.

"Lixi——how could this be?"

Jessie clenched her fists, her eyes flashing golden light. She opened her arms and shouted:

"Find him! Sodom!"

Boom————

Blazing sulfur flames spread everywhere on the ground, and the angel wielding a blade instantly sliced through the air, unhesitantly charging into the shadowy area.

Using shared vision, Jessie immediately saw the dust-covered solitary figure at the center.

"It’s you!"

Jessie gritted her teeth and commanded Sodom to rush forward, the angel spread its wings, accelerating to the limit, the blade in its hand ignited a fiery sea, and instantly cut down!

The blade had not yet reached, but the flames surged first, the majestic fiery storm dispersed the dust, revealing that stout and mighty figure.

Zap!

The blade slashed down like a thunderbolt on a clear day.

Yet at this moment, the blacksmith’s form suddenly moved.

Tap, tap——

His body trembled slightly, his feet moving with an indiscernible rhythm, and at the moment the angel swung the blade, he traced an amazing semicircular arc in place, dexterously dodging away!

Not only that, borrowing the inertia of his stout body, after stepping half a step out, he forcefully swung his body back, lifted the hammer in his hand, circled half a turn, and smashed on the angel’s back.

Boom!

The angel staggered forward, its bright wings dimmed instantly, and before it could regain its balance on the ground, the blacksmith, step by step, with forceful steps, walked to its front.

Bam!

The blacksmith’s plain and simple strike resembled the weight of a mountain, the angel’s spine bent rapidly, as if welcoming the collapse of an entire mountain, its head immediately touching its toes.

The blacksmith unhurriedly walked forward, slightly weighed the hammer, lifted it again, and smashed it onto the angel’s head.

Bam!

The angel’s body flew backward, its magnificent sacred form quickly dissipating in mid-air, and the sulfuric fiery blade fell to the ground.

"Ugh——"

On the high platform, Jessie’s heart contracted as she clutched her chest, looking disbelievingly forward:

"You must be kidding...the damage to Sodom...how could it spread to me?"

That blacksmith, like a stone thrown into water, each attack he launched would ripple out.

"This guy’s strength is off..."

Jessie barely managed to prop herself up, her heart feeling as if it was punched hard, momentarily even affecting her blood flow. She forced herself to calm down and continued thinking:

"Even under our boost, Sodom and Gomorrah would not be defeated by the knights of the Kingdom Parliament."

"That ugly guy could easily destroy us without using Void Force, meaning his physical strength far surpasses ordinary knights..."

"That means..."

Her pupils contracted.

The strongest on Dragon Satellite was the ’King.’ The ’King’ was supreme; even Void Behemoths would be decapitated by him, the bone essence used as a foundation for cities.

——Below the ’King’ were the nine knights who dominated the Council’s High Table, assisting the ’King’ in ruling the realm.

The blacksmith took steady steps, moving forward calmly.

——The knights of the High Table often had abnormal physiques, being exceptionally tall and strong, some even inhumane in form.

The blacksmith’s stout figure was like a hill, each step causing his muscles and fat to wobble like a rolling torrent, a spectacular sight.

——The knights of the High Table carried an intense sense of oppression; ordinary people felt dizzy and faint merely by beholding them, as if staring directly at the sun.

The blacksmith, holding his hammer, exuded a natural fiery aura, the ground under his feet crisply cracking, soil turning to lava. His body temperature climbed, distorting the air, steam rising. Doing nothing but unleashing his bodily strength, his form swathed in white mist, becoming increasingly mysterious and elusive.

"...Don’t be ridiculous; in this remote place."

Jessie straightened her body, her teeth chattering uncontrollably:

"In such a place, how could there be knights of the High Table."

She clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms, blood oozing through her fingers.

"High Table..."

She whispered, fear creeping into her heart, the more she denied and questioned, the closer reality mirrored her suspicions.

"There are only nine in total!"

She screamed, blood boiling like flames, autonomously arranging into a summoning array. The struggling form of Sodom Angel emerged from the blood array.

Its form was not yet fully restored, skeletal visage forcibly covered with a layer of crimson armor. It picked up the sulfur blade from the ground, spread its wings, and dashed toward the blacksmith.

The blacksmith continued forward.

"Oh, Angel, redeem this soul of original sin."

Jessie murmured, the blood from her palm flowing out faster.

The angel’s blade extended lengthwise in an instant, swirling sparks and flames filling the sky, dazzling brightly. With a fierce aura, it crashed down instantly!

The blacksmith raised his hammer and pushed out.

Clang!

The colossal fiery blade, meters long, was gently pushed aside by the small hammer, like an adult casually toppling a child.

The blade skewed. The distant Sodom Angel was instantly overthrown by the residual force, tumbling uncontrollably in mid-air several times before crashing to the ground, with the lower half of its body embedded in the earth.

It struggled to pull itself out but as it was about to spread its wings again, a reverberating sound reached from afar.

The angel raised its head, seeing a hammer trailing dozens of Mach rings, crashing down heavily.

Boom!

The violent impact radiated outwards, massive energy concentrating in an explosion, a pitch-black mushroom cloud rising from the earth.

The echoing shockwave hit Jessie once more, she could no longer endure such damage. Her heart shattered, arteries hemorrhaging, her body swayed slightly and then plummeted from the high platform.

Splat——

Her body splattered into a puddle of flesh on the ground, and the blacksmith walked past as if he were just a passerby, arriving at the core of the mushroom cloud explosion, feeling around. From the glassified sand, he retrieved a completely molten iron hammer.

"...What a pity."

The blacksmith regretfully opened his fingers, allowing the red-hot iron to flow down, the winds of impact lingering long over the ground, unveiling his rough, hideous visage under the disheveled hair on his forehead.

Ugly and clumsy, socially awkward, uncommunicative, unambitious, and inept with entertainment.

The twin sisters’ bodies decomposed visibly, rotting, decaying, woodifying, degrading, and disintegrating into dust.

As their bodies degenerated, two different luminescent substances slowly rose, creeping like sticky creatures, gradually approaching the blacksmith.

He did not resist, welcoming them with open arms.

The sticky luminescent materials crawled over his fingertips, seeping into his pores.

His pupils dilated and contracted, the color growing paler.

But such a body, infected by the Void, after five years, walked a path never envisioned.

The blacksmith slowly stood upright, his form no longer hunched, becoming taller against the wind, his formerly shy and awkward demeanor now growing noble and mysterious.

"...Five years."

He lifted his head, his deep voice no longer drumlike and harsh:

"The Starry Abyss and the Pathway left me, but I did not weaken. The Void’s corruption tempered my body, and the lowly life sharpened my mind."

He opened his hands, the majestic fiery angel and the gloomy fallen demon bowed before him.

"Though all is no longer as it was...I have never lost my way."

The blacksmith’s eyes gradually turned dark blue:

"I am Li Aozi of Azure Star, I am the God of the Present World reincarnated as Leoz, I am the Lord of Baizhu Star, Leoz Dominet."

"I am the exile, I am the President, I am the Hunter of Society, I am the humble blacksmith——"

The Void purple in his eyes completely shattered, replaced entirely by the deep blue of the starry sky:

"I am——the Sovereign!"