Chapter 480 Chapter 41 Disax
Igit’s eyes widened slightly, and he turned his head to the side in disbelief.
In the endless darkness, life, like substance, churned and roared with black ripples, but it was as if a hand had choked it by the throat, its enormous body restrained at the edge of the light.
Even though the Sacred Sword was not by his side, the King was still enveloped in endless Sacred Light, his every move like the embodiment of the Sacred Sword itself, the representative of light!
“Lancaster!”
Lancaster, lifting his face, smiled faintly at him, then stepped into the royal court. As if etched into his soul, the desperate cries of fear were uncontrollable, and the fragments of the Star God projected infinite substantive darkness, withering and burning in patches.
A piercing shriek, almost filling this space, the dark light ray, which had already reformed laws and origin before Lancaster arrived, suddenly swirled and coiled in mid-air, forming the gaping maw of a giant black fish!
And countless shimmering pitch-black colors, like cornered beasts, tore down towards Lancaster, who was advancing step by step!
But Lancaster didn’t even make the slightest move to respond.
The dark matter leaked by the异界星神 (otherworldly Star God) collided with Lancaster, erupting with terrifying fluctuations, annihilated by the scorching Holy Gold White Light, and evaporated into wisps of white smoke!
A small head with silver, flowing hair nestled gently on his shoulder. Igit, holding the shimmering Sacred Sword in one hand, cradling the beautiful girl, slender as a thin silk, gazed at the approaching Lancaster.
The erosion of the Star God in space was almost compressed to its origin point by Lancaster’s aura.
The Sacred Sword King’s gaze fell upon the black-haired young man, who was only one step away. The light emanating from the pure white Sacred Sword illuminated the stars in his pupils, and he suddenly praised:
“Igit. Although you have Misaela’s blessing and can use the Sacred Sword to defeat Winsar under the Star God’s corruption, you are even better than I imagined.”
Igit’s eyes slowly lifted to meet the gaze of the supreme King before him, and he suddenly exclaimed in anger:
“Lancaster, Misaela is your daughter! You are the King and the Hero, yet you only arrive now—”
“Are you worried about Misaela?”
Lancaster shook his head slightly, suddenly filled with heroic spirit, his golden-patterned King’s cape billowing without wind: “Misaela is my daughter, do not speak of the passing of life. Even if the God of Death himself were to appear, what of it?”
The girl’s gradually dissipating aura in his embrace suddenly halted at this moment.
Igit hastily lowered his head. On Misaela’s snow-white little face, with her slender eyelashes gently closed, a golden pattern of the Sacred Sword suddenly lit up on her forehead. A power he could not understand actually pulled the girl’s fading life back from the abyss!
“As for what happened before, I apologize. I did not expect Misaela and you to come to the sealed land of Disax. Although the incarnation of original sin from the Abyssal Church is not in its complete form, dealing with them is not exactly easy.”
The King’s voice made Igit pause.
He raised his gaze. The King stood amidst brilliant and supreme Sacred Light, but at the hem of his robes, traces of damage and corrosion could be seen. The lingering aura clearly showed similarities to the Demonic Power of the Abyss.
“But, you said ‘did not expect’. Lancaster, was your original intention to have Winsar come here and unseal Disax?”
“If black poisonous blood flows in the body, why not let it gather into a tumor and then surgically remove it?”
Lancaster gently shook his head, as if admitting the youth’s statement.
He suddenly raised his head, a strand of slightly swaying blue-gold hair seemed to be illuminated by the Sacred Light in his eyes. He looked at the black matter that continuously overflowed from the black gaps but was always suppressed into a corner, and the space that was distorted and deformed by the pressure of the colossal entity, and then spoke again:
“As for Disax, this Star God has indeed passed away, but even I cannot know how much power remains within the shattered fragments of this immortal existence.”
“Letting the ‘Seed of Destruction’ awaken him at this moment is not a bad thing for the Kingdom, nor for the continent.”
Igit’s pupils contracted slightly.
Lancaster’s intention was clearly to wait for Winsar and the others to awaken Disax, and then reduce the Star God’s remaining power himself!
“However… it is clearly impossible to let Him completely break free from the cage of that world.”
Lancaster muttered to himself, suddenly reaching out and thrusting his hand heavily into the dark space in front of him, which was so substantial it was almost collapsing. The brilliant light and the Star God’s power erupted with an intensity a hundred times greater than before. He suddenly clenched his fist and fingers, pulling with force.
Igit’s pupils widened greatly. From a perspective he could not comprehend, the dimensions of space seemed to be pulled by Lancaster, and the black color became a thin layer of paper overlapping the real world.
And at the end of the other view, it was a world of gray desolation and death. All light and color, and even the rules and concepts that the real world came into contact with, withered instantly upon touching.
It was clearly another dimensional world. And it was also the cage that Lancaster spoke of, where Disax was suppressed!
The King of the Sacred Sword suddenly turned his head: “Igit, do you remember the question I asked you before? Keep up, and when we reach that place, I will give you a proper answer.”
Igit gritted his teeth forcefully, looking at the slightly shimmering Sacred Sword in his hand, and hugging the girl in his arms even tighter, he followed Lancaster.
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Along the way, dark demonic light, a hundred times more concentrated than outside, raged. The destructive power was enough to destroy any city, but beside Lancaster, it only stirred up a faint ripple within the Holy Gold Light.
Familiar colors and concepts converged and surged around them.
“Disax… the Star God of Destruction, is He truly dead?”
Igit thought. The surroundings were filled with a deathly stillness of decay, with no thunder or gale caused by any active power.
However, the entire world was not calm. All colors, all matter were roaring in anger, formless voices converging together.
“Lan, Ka, Ster—”
Unimaginable resentment and venomous curses intertwined, as if passing through infinite and eternal ancient space-time.
“Igit, Disax is a divine being of another strange dimensional world. This world originates from Disax’s original world, or rather, from the source of his existence.”
Lancaster raised his face, his pupils shining faintly:
“Twenty years ago, after a fierce battle, I completely destroyed Disax with the Sacred Sword, suppressed his fragments with this collapsed world, and then sealed this space behind the Royal Palace.”
Igit looked up. What appeared in his sight was an inverted galaxy, with tens of thousands of stars falling and extinguishing in the eternally solidified sword light.
—This was not just a world, but a starry sky, a universe!
And even more striking was the pure white sword blade hanging high above the starry sky. The light flowing from the blade, no different from the Sacred Sword in his hand, suppressed the terrifying fluctuations of the black starry sky, which resembled a surging sea.
