Chapter 814
Scarlet Storm
Beneath the cold and silent heavy snow, a wind from the King of the Wild Hunt blew—
One of the fleeing Pomanachs suddenly looked up.
Just now, he had felt a strong threat.
But because his senses were completely obscured by the Winter Envoy’s heavy snow… even when Pomanach looked up, all he could see was the snow falling everywhere. No sound reached his ears.
“…So it was a trap.”
Pomanach stopped his escape and muttered in a low voice.
The howling in his ears grew more piercing, and the twilight power vibrating in the sky made his whole body tingle.
The power was approaching too quickly. So much so that Pomanach directly gave up on escaping.
…Let the other “selves” run.
Under the pursuit of such power, he simply could not escape from this place.
It was better to turn back and fight to buy time!
At least, he couldn’t let wounds appear on his back—
As soon as Count Leipzig sent messengers with news, and the heavy snow caused by the Winter Envoy’s promotion descended… Pomanach had already had a bad premonition in his heart.
But based on his understanding of that old skeleton, that guy shouldn’t have made a move against him.
Unlike himself, Mathias was a person with a much gentler and more reserved personality. He disliked interfering with the outside world… he only painted what he wanted to say and what he wanted to do.
Only those who appreciated his paintings could hear the storms and cries in his heart.
Even if old Grunewald couldn’t stand him, at most he would only expel him—or, conversely, take the Spirit Tower away. Pomanach had actually already prepared for the Spirit Tower to leave Star Antinomy.
To his surprise…
Now, Pomanach sadly discovered that Beyad was not of the same path as him, and old Grunewald was no longer the man he once was.
“Was I wrong?”
Pomanach’s voice was hoarse.
Red Phase looked up, only to find that he had no one to rely on.
The Path of Love was a selfish path, and his “children” would never sacrifice their lives to save him. Not to mention that they were all useless, and even if they came, it would just be sending them to their deaths.
When old Grunewald chose to betray him, Pomanach was alone.
“——No.”
After self-reflection, Pomanach’s gaze became firm.
That answer had been in his heart from the very beginning.
Even if he were to do it again, he would still do so—he had no choice.
He felt exhilarated by every choice he made.
Not a trace of regret—
“I howl and arrive.”
Suddenly, a cold and hollow strange voice appeared behind him.
Pomanach reacted instantly.
He turned back, his expression instantly becoming incredibly ferocious.
His blood essence surged—
Blood flew out from his body, turning into a scarlet storm, and countless blood bats rustled out from within, clamoring to tear everything apart.
And the ground suddenly collapsed, turning into a blood pool. Hound-like heads emerged from the blood pool, about to bite at his back!
—However, at this moment, there was no one behind him.
Pomanach reacted immediately.
A pair of blood-red wings appeared behind him—this allowed him to turn around at extreme speed, his right arm ruptured, and a blood-red short spear sprayed out!
But there was still no one there.
Suddenly, a spear strike, wrapped in lightning, pierced Pomanach’s chest from behind!
Along with the surge of lightning, the twilight power petrified and shattered his wounds.
—But he had just confirmed that there was absolutely no one behind him!
It was an attack completely outside his perception!
“Roar!”
Pomanach roared.
As he was struck, a violent blood essence was released from Pomanach’s body, attacking everything nearby indiscriminately.
In an instant, everything around turned into a bloody purgatory—
The ground within a radius of several kilometers cracked, and blood gushed out!
Even the countless falling snows sent down by the Heavenly Envoy’s power were dyed red, flying up from below to collide with the falling snow in the sky!
In an instant, dawn broke.
The snow seemed to stop, and the accumulated snow on the ground turned into nothingness.
Only the sky turned completely scarlet.
The surrounding original grassland was now nothing but damp soil.
The moist earth was covered in cracks like newly cultivated land, and countless rivers of blood emerged from the cracks like veins.
However, the mysterious enemy who attacked Pomanach was not injured by this.
Before Pomanach’s blood essence, which seemed capable of tearing everything apart, could reach him, that person vanished into nothingness again, leaving only faint gray traces in the air.
It was as if a fire had once burned here, and smoke remained in the distorted air.
And the sixty-six “Pomanachs” were scattered around. He was the furthest back one; the others were not attacked.
At this moment, seven “Pomanachs” suddenly reached into their chests and pulled out their own hearts.
They formed a simple formation, connecting with each other into an irregular seven-pointed star. Each corner was completely different.
—The next moment, they crushed their own hearts simultaneously!
Their corpses suddenly collapsed into blood, like rapidly melting ice cream, or like plastic being roasted by fire.
And the ground, already covered in blood rivers, suddenly became unstable.
The ground seemed to come alive because of this, vibrating with a rumbling sound.
Pomanach pointed his finger at the ground, then pulled upwards—
In an instant, countless scarlet, sharp spears rose from the ground one after another!
Each spear faintly emanated a different aura… it was the blood of all those he had tasted, the people he had killed.
He grasped one of them, holding it tightly. Like a general commanding soldiers.
Scarlet storms swirled around all the spears—these storms resonated with each other, forming a blood-red storm that covered the heavens and the earth!
Anyone who stepped into this domain would have their blood essence drained and turned into nourishment and new power! All defenses would be corroded within the storm… turning into a more violent storm.
Because that was not death.
It was rebirth.
It was not that armor and weapons were destroyed by it, but that countless tiny “blood worms” within this storm would devour metal and jade as nutrients and multiply rapidly!
A single person was enough to easily destroy an army of thousands!
Sustainability—Infinite!
Even the Spirit Tower began to decay rapidly within this storm.
Until a dim yellow power emerged from within, solidifying the entire Spirit Tower and suspending it. The Preservation Technique from the Headmaster isolated the entire Spirit Tower outside the timeline.
And Pomanach was very rational—he had no intention of turning back to fight, but had the “Pomanachs” quickly leave.
But at this moment…
“Like a storm…”
That low and majestic voice descended again.
An unstoppable sense of fear rose in Pomanach’s heart, his legs involuntarily weakened, and his mind went blank.
—Fear Aura?!
Pomanach’s heart sank as he realized whose power this was.
But it was somewhat different from what he had expected…
Wrapped in a storm of madness and lightning—like sharpened cones, the King of the Wild Hunt Legion tore through the blood-red curtain, charging straight ahead openly!
Tearing everything apart!
“This is… the King of the Wild Hunt Legion?!”
Pomanach was stunned.
Inside the cone of wind and lightning, the dim yellow King of the Wild Hunt Legion frantically struck their shields with their swords, letting out hysterical shouts.
Like an army of thousands.
This reminded Pomanach of the Landsplit War…
Solemn and deadly—
In an instant, the aura of war on the battlefield rushed over, completely engulfing Pomanach!
(End of this chapter)
