Chapter 92: I Really Need to Control You
Chapter 94: I Really Need to Control You
Yonglan replied without hesitation:
“I already told you, I’m the one challenging you, I’m the one who wants to kill you. Since you didn’t save your Kin before, I thought you’d tacitly agreed.”
The Mirror-Corroding Duke brushed his pale bony fingers across the Black Crown on his head and said calmly:
“Unlike the Pure Court Law, they only wanted peace and solace, never expecting My King to execute them… Heh, they didn’t even dare to truly face their former monarch. But I’m different, I want to see Shariel.”
“That’s why I came to the place where she first arrived in this world, waiting, and waiting… until I could question her.”
The Mirror-Corroding Duke slowly stood up. Although not giant, his five-to-six-foot frame was imposing enough.
“Why! Did you abandon us and leave! If she had stepped forward! And stopped everything that happened afterwards, how could we have fallen to such a state!”
The Celestial God’s rage manifested as a tangible shockwave. From beneath the Mirror-Corroding Duke’s shadowy robes, a mournful wail erupted.
Enesyin and Jiali both turned pale, biting their lips fiercely. Even without falling to their knees under the immense anger, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, as if they would instinctively hiss at any moment.
Yonglan, however, was indifferent. He met the approaching storm with a blank expression, let out a laugh, and said:
“Ridiculous, didn’t you betray first? If you didn’t run, you’d be waiting to be cut into a thousand pieces again? And now you’re blaming others, you god.”
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A single sentence extinguished the Mirror-Corroding Duke’s rage. His cerulean raven-like eyes flickered:
“No, it’s different… At that time, we were all overwhelmed by power and desire, losing our reason. She should have known, she should have foreseen…”
Yonglan drew the Soul Devouring Blade, gripping it in his palm, and interrupted:
“Enough, stop talking. The more you explain, the more you ruin your image and become a clown, diminishing my sense of accomplishment after defeating you… I don’t want to spend all this effort defeating a clown. Can’t you be more like the Mad Hunt Heaven? Meeting and immediately engaging in a fight to the death.”
The Mirror-Corroding Duke quietly gazed at the pure and elegant blade in Yonglan’s hand and slowly said:
“Steel of the Eternal World… Do you know what that represents? Hram suffered greatly on Earth. Those fragments scattered from the stars killed our ancestors, and even after falling, they continued to burn our brethren.”
“But to obtain the power to resist them, the power to protect our tribe, Hram charged forward one after another, until they stained those fragments with their blood, turning the heavenly killing weapon into a permanent steel… steel that we could use.”
“Every piece of Steel of the Eternal World carries the sacrifice of thousands upon thousands of Hram. I no longer have that qualification, but you… since you can wield the Steel of the Eternal World, it means you’ve been recognized. But do you truly realize what a heavy responsibility this is?”
*Ugh, I’m really impressed, can you stop with the nonsense? Who cares about these trivial matters?! If I want to know the lore, I’ll find a ten-thousand-word analysis myself!*
Yonglan wished he could instantly cleave him with his sword. However, the Mirror-Corroding Duke maintained his Domain Suppression. The twilight mist continuously spewing from his robes prevented them from advancing, trapping them in a cutscene.
Sams! I really need to control you!
“Who understands what you’re saying?!”
Yonglan was highly sensitive to the properties and stats of equipment and weapons. As for background settings, he didn’t care.
Even if there was added emotional value, it should be created by him. As for any rich and profound history before, what was that to him!
Yonglan continuously formed armor in front of him using the Soul Forging Technique, only for it to be dissipated by the shadowy attacks. This cycle, however, allowed him to advance a few steps.
The Mirror-Corroding Duke finally stopped his idle talk. He summoned twin swords in his pale bony claws and crossed them at his chest:
“Such pure and fervent fighting spirit… You are truly a respectable Warrior. However, a mere Warrior does not possess the qualification to bring blessings to all beings and end the cycle. I can hardly believe that the person My King chose is like this. It seems that only by extinguishing your fighting spirit and crushing your resolve can her mistake be proven.”
Yonglan laughed: “Alright, if you can truly do it, I’ll help persuade Shariel to come and give you a quick end.”
*You’ve said it all, it would be impolite not to fight now.*
His cerulean raven-like eyes flickered for a moment: “A word… is a word!”
The Mirror-Corroding Duke finally moved. He drew his twin swords straight down, and an iron-blue radiance ignited on the blades.
While these were not the Steel of the Eternal World, merely weapons sculpted in imitation of its form, the weapons of a Celestial God were likely more powerful than those forged with the Steel of the Eternal World as a base.
“Kacha-kacha-kacha—”
Crisp cracking sounds, as if space itself was being rent by the Mirror-Corroding Duke’s strikes.
The grand hall of the Arcane Council collapsed and folded with each crack.
Everyone began to fall towards the ground. From hundreds of meters above, they could see everything around them collapsing and disintegrating.
It was as if, under the Mirror-Corroding Duke’s sword, the most solid and robust fortress of the Thousand had become as fragile as glass.
This spectacle was indeed awe-inspiring and elicited sighs of wonder.
But it was only a sigh. During their descent, the three in Yonglan’s party began to unleash their respective powers.
“Finally… let me see the might of a Fiend!”
Jiali instantly conjured nearly a hundred Floating Cannons, firing at the flying debris. The devastating bombs easily cleared a zone, which was then turned onto the Mirror-Corroding Duke with full firepower.
Enesyin stepped on a Floating Cannon, wreathed the Blazing Steel Flames around her silver sword, and sent out slashes of light towards the Mirror-Corroding Duke.
“Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh—”
Compared to her raw inexperience when she first awakened, the Platinum-haired Dragon Maiden could now expertly control her Dragonflame, preventing it from dissipating mid-flight and concentrating it into a single point of release.
“Well done!”
Yonglan praised out of habit. Under their cover, he charged towards the Mirror-Corroding Duke.
By now, the coordination between the three was impeccable. In a flash, they formulated their fastest counter-attack plan.
“Clang—”
As the Soul Devouring Blade possessed perfect conductivity for all of Yonglan’s Authorities, it naturally included the Soul Forging Technique. This meant Yonglan could reshape the Soul Devouring Blade at will.
The blade instantly extended and stretched, becoming as thick as a door panel.
And because the original properties of the Cinder Knight’s Straight Sword still remained, it meant…
This was a cancellable greatsword!
“Thump-thump-thump—”
The greatsword, imbued with Embers’ fire, rained down upon the Mirror-Corroding Duke. Each blow carried the weight of shattering him. His originally slightly sluggish movements, fueled by his desire for victory, caused the greatsword to flip in afterimages, compressing surging air currents.
