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Chapter 1017 - 539: Each Own Path, Hegemonic Means_2

Chapter 1017: Chapter 539: Each Own Path, Hegemonic Means_2

"Such humans must not be allowed to survive."

He gazed intently, unfolding his blood wings that obscured the starscape, pressing down with overwhelming force.

Red and gold clashed incessantly in the depths of the starscape, constantly shifting positions, crushing countless celestial bodies along the way, wearing away even the fabric of space, leaving the entire realm dim, devoid of light.

At last, the resilient golden radiance dimmed, flickering like a candle in the wind, until it was finally extinguished.

Seeing this, Blood Red Wings finally let his heart settle.

As a mighty Tenth Realm Source, dealing with a high-ranking being with such caution was somewhat unbefitting and embarrassing, but the pride he felt in killing this high-ranking being made it worth it.

"If this human high-ranking being truly wished to flee, I would probably have a hard time keeping her here." Her vitality was too tenacious.

Time and again, Blood Red Wings thought he could kill her, but she managed to endure each time.

Luckily, there were no unforeseen incidents.

Luckily, it was the depths of the starscape.

Luckily, this human was stubborn and insane.

Blood Red Wings once again cast his ominous blood-colored flames, incinerating the high-ranking human’s bones to ashes, burning her true spirit until it no longer existed; only then did he truly relax.

But in the area left with nothing but a void and shattered space, a creamy white flower suddenly emerged, formed from flames.

But how could there be a flower?

Just as Blood Red Wings harbored an ominous premonition, the creamy white flower erupted into a radiant blaze, sweeping thousands upon thousands of miles, forming a white sea in the depths of the starscape.

At the edge of the sea of white flames, where the Nirvana Flower first bloomed, a blurred figure appeared amidst the fire.

Golden short hair, a delicate figure, a heroic visage.

Every injury was non-existent, her body had been restored to perfect condition, even further improved, her immaculate skin was radiant with divine light.

Citina suddenly opened her eyes.

A piece of armor emerged from the depths of her soul, covering her body. The great sword she was adept with appeared in her hand as well.

The next moment, her mouth opened slightly, and like a whale absorbing water, she inhaled all the Nirvana Fire that had swept through the surrounding starscape into her belly.

Golden flames ignited.

Her eyes filled with a fighting spirit fixed on Blood Red Wings who covered the heavens, "Compared to others, my foundational combat power is weaker; I had to undergo Nirvana to realize my potential."

"Now, as a worthy and powerful adversary, come, let us start the second round."

Tangible fighting spirit burst forth.

Citina, wielding the Sword of Infinity, cut through the end of the starscape.

...

Little Illusion, Thousand Faces, Liu Chang, Chi Yan, Yi Xue Lu Xi...

The warriors of the Flamefire are all making their sprints.

Enhancing their combat systems; excavating the potential of their Red-level skills; consolidating their own dominion;

But it’s not just the Flamefire warriors who are desperately striving for that glimmer of dawn.

The Scarlet Lotus Empire.

Hui Gang Demigod entered a Secret Realm deep within the imperial capital, where colossal weapons stood tall, like giant mechs.

The "Slaughter Mech"!

This forbidden weapon was designed based on Candela’s Godslayer weaponry, the ’War Puppets’.

"Our Empire’s ultimate weapon may not compare to the Godslayer weaponry, but I believe that this ultimate weapon, imbued with the strength of the Scarlet Lotus Empire, has the potential to harm the unspeakable Evil Gods."

That was enough.

They may lack the power to change the grand scheme, but they, the people of the Scarlet Lotus Empire, are not burdens!

The Neverwinter Empire.

The Ice Queen, too, was in a Secret Realm, gazing at a superweapon that was yet to take shape.

"The Neverwinter Star."

"In conception, this superweapon possesses the genuine power to slay Evil Gods, stronger than Candela’s line of Godslayer weapons." This was the ambition of the Neverwinter Empire.

Ever since tens of thousands of years ago, during the era of a previous... previous Empress, they had begun preparations.

But the concept was too ambitious; they could not bring the envisioned Neverwinter Star to fruition.

"But even if it possesses but a single strike, it will make the Evil Gods understand that humans are not ants."

The Empress murmured.

In the depths of her eyes, like the great northern icy plains, blazed an unending flame.

...

The third disaster tide has been ongoing for over seven months.

The sky was murky, with gray mist swirling around, the curtain at the edge of the heavens rippling.

Inside the bustling City of Raging Flame, there was a sense of oppression as well. Someone climbed up high, gazing at the persistent gloom, a worried look on their face.

In the inner city district, a building strictly guarded, only accessible to the staff and a few with entry permits, Moon Lord slowly emerged from the entrance.

She cloaked her presence with light, standing in the middle of the road without attracting any sideways glances, even as vehicles passed right through her.

She didn’t care, just staring blankly at the not-so-bright sky, somewhat distracted.

"The contamination in me is flowing away like a stream? This is real."

She turned around, looking back at the building named the sanatorium.

No matter how she looked at it, how she scanned it with her mind, the building seemed very ordinary.

Truly unremarkable!

But this building seemed to possess a magical power, simply being inside, the difficult to remove contamination in her was retreating on its own, her injuries, too, were healing at a significant pace.

More than a month has passed, and much of the contamination within her has dissipated, and her injuries have largely recovered.

She was now able to exert her full majestic power without restriction.

And all along, she hadn’t even used any precious treasures.

Moon Lord fell into contemplation.

Moon Lord’s contemplation failed.

The technical methods possessed by Flamefire, once again, surpassed her worldview.

At first glance, it seemed she just recovered her strength a bit faster, but in reality, her injuries would have taken dozens or hundreds of years to slowly eradicate the influence of the Evil God and recover.

And that’s with the consumption of a large number of treasures.

Now, it only took a little over a month.

Thinking of not long ago, when she almost carelessly rejected that tutor’s invitation, Moon Lord’s face turned a faint red.

This Flamefire, indeed very miraculous.

No wonder her little sister is wholeheartedly staying here.

Even in her mind, the idea of not fleeing the Ghastly Realm and staying here to fight for a chance of life emerged.

...Just kidding.

Moon Lord definitely didn’t want to see the Evil God again, but relying on Flamefire’s sanatorium for recovery was essential. Only with full recovery, could she have more chances of survival beyond the universe.

"Not just me, but also Great Sun God Honourable and the Lord of the Stars."

She hoped that her two dear friends could also fully recover.

However,

That the tutor healed her for free, might be to repay her for the previous facilitation, or perhaps for the sake of Citina, and didn’t mean that Great Sun God Honourable and the Lord of the Stars would also enjoy the services of Flamefire’s sanatorium.

After all, methods capable of healing wounds inflicted by an Evil God must consume a tremendous amount.

Moon Lord highly suspected that this sanatorium was just a front, the extreme ordinariness of the building a clear proof, and the few Flamefire powerhouses recuperating here were scarce.

Actually, there were none.

Inside the sanatorium, there were no Flamefire personnel above the Mythic Realm resting here. This was indeed not some healing sanctuary!

Her recovery must stem from that mysterious method of the tutor.

But in this case, how should she broach this request?

Through Citina? No, that would diminish her chance of taking her little sister away even more.

If she were to offer something in return... What kind of price could move that tutor?

Moon Lord pondered, when suddenly her gaze sharpened.

Her eyes passed through the streets and alleys, the multitude of figures, alighting on several figures hundreds of miles away, looking like travelers.

The top existence of the Ghastly Realm, Moon Lord, looked somewhat grave as well.

"Leader of Paradise, Ruler of the Nine Seas."

This was an entity wielding dominion over the oceans, no less formidable than her among the top echelons.

The people of Paradise have infiltrated the City of Raging Flame again?

What are they here for?

Ill-intentioned? Harbouring other schemes?

In the past, whatever happened in the City of Raging Flame was none of her concern as Moon Lord.

But after the experiences with the Oasis City Wall and the sanatorium, Moon Lord felt this was related to her, very much so.

Leaving aside everything else, informing Flamefire of this news, at the very least, could earn her... half a favor from that tutor, right?