In a brightly lit white room, Alden witnessed a scene as if it were pumped into his head. He observed what was happening in the outside world, the brief conversations and short battles between Allen The Fate and Darbend The Eclipse, all quite clear.
After contemplating, Alden closed his eyes and took a breath. At the same time, a crack appeared in the room as if something had just shattered the white light around it.From the crack, a golden cage fell from above. It landed gently and smoothly on the surface in front of Alden.He saw Allen the Fate do something to the cage where Zenith was imprisoned, and he wasn't surprised to see the cage in front of him. In fact, this was according to plan.Allen the Fate could take over Alden's body in critical moments because of the effect of the ring of fate. The Ring of Fate, in short, was a dimension of fate built based on the uniqueness of the Fate Eater's mind, which was the main material. By combining itAfter successfully saving the cage that trapped Zenith in an alternate dimension, Allen The Fate's role ended there for the time being. The influence of Allen The Fate's immense power was still too overwhelming for Alden's body to bear.Alden quickly returned to consciousness, amidst the conflict with Darbend and Conine.Darbend seemed to notice the change and immediately launched a direct attack, seizing the opportunity. He disappeared from his position before suddenly a bright light quickly blinded Alden.Managing its effects, Alden only suffered ten percent of its actual impact. Thanks to Geld, who made the Hell Monocle uniquely resistant to three main aspects: illusion, light, and darkness.Behind the light, Darbend shot a dark ball that warped the air.With the Hell Monocle, Alden could briefly see the trajectory of the ball and reacted quickly to dodge instead of trying to resist it. He leaped to the side as a green tentacle awaited
Hearing Black Orb's brief explanation, Alden nodded in understanding. He knew his main issue right now in fighting multiple enemies at once was his limitation in mana capacity. Indeed, the Hell Monocle had enhanced his mana capacity to a certain extent, but in this situation, the results would still be apparent.Additionally, Merlin's presence also brought about change. Alden wasn't sure if Merlin would assist him in this battle or let him be defeated to then exploit it to defeat Darbend as well. Either way, Alden was a descendant of one of the Emperors in the Dark Dimension!Knowing that the only thing he could rely on was his own abilities, Alden tried to push aside some of those brief thoughts and focused on his opponent.A skeletal arm hurled like a boomerang, a light slash from Alden's sword sliced the yellowish-white object in half, halting its momentum.Following the attack, a red dragon spewed flames devoured by the darkness. In this momen
Seeing the confrontation between Merlin and Darbend, Alden seized the opportunity to prepare his attack. His target was Darbend!So far, Alden had mastered four saint-level spells in the four elements. Ice Mountain and Living Freeze were among them, and then there was Meteor Shower.Considering that Darbend was a user of light and dark elements, none of the powerful spells at Alden's disposal could defeat Darbend. One thing was certain: Alden didn't have much mana left.At least, he wanted this attack to have enough impact to at least weaken Darbend.He first concealed himself within the Ice Circle. All his actions were hidden.On the other side, the wild Dark Souls attacked each other. Even the Red Dragon incinerated the wild Dark Souls with its breath.The Guardians who witnessed this began to take advantage of the situation. They immediately retreated to avoid direct confrontation.Amidst the chaos, a thick greenish-y
After the golden explosion occurred, Darbend transformed into pure darkness. He seemed to merge with shadows, becoming the embodiment of darkness itself. All the golden light was blatantly absorbed, rendering any attack ineffective against him.He looked down and saw Alden attempting something on his mana extraction. He flicked his fingers and sent a fragment of light towards the Red Dragon.On the ground, Alden hastened his steps with the Acceleration Spell from the wind element. Making his body as light as a feather yet precise and sharp as he sliced through the air, encountering almost no obstacles in his path.When he stood before the Red Dragon, Alden immediately focused on the mana streams. And one concept that made him unique, "I am not destined to die here," he murmured. At that moment, red smoke began to emanate from nothingness, coalescing and seemingly forming a sword above his own sword.With the power of the domain of fate, Alden inte
Alden felt an unusual heat flowing in his blood. Suddenly, within the darkness, Alden stopped moving. He knelt down in prayer as red smoke engulfed him, his figure starting to blur and gradually merge with the red mist....A magnificent palace built with gold and diamonds, towering high above the clouds. In the sky, various floating islands moved in a fixed orbit. Alden looked at this scene with both confusion and awe.As his mind began to whirl, he remembered that he should be in the midst of battle with Darbend. After looking around, he didn't see the presence of the Black Orb. That was normal considering the Black Orb had fallen asleep due to the effects of Nullus Ego.As silence descended, Alden suddenly saw the figure coated in golden light. A woman with four pairs of shining wings floated with a gentle smile.Consciously observing the woman's eyes, which were green like a lake and deep like the ocean, Alden couldn't look away for a
Two days later.Alden opened a space with a special spell to reach the peak of Rinderr Mountains. He, Erin, and Merlin quickly spread the shadow prisms to form a special magic circle.Its form was so dense and had a strong aura of dark power. Reflecting pain and evil as if emanating from the magic circle.They began to channel mana into the magic circle. Within minutes, a terrifying red light emitted from the circle, gradually devouring the existing darkness and creating a mysterious void.Alden, using the Hell Monocle, accidentally saw traces of mana around him. It was filled with nauseating horror. Just by seeing those dreadful mana traces, Alden suddenly fell to his knees as if his own mana was mixing with the mana around him.As his body began to lose control, a holy light brought by the winged woman immediately awakened him. He quickly regained consciousness, realizing that only a few seconds had passed since his loss of control.
Above the peaks of the Rinderr mountains.Darbend snapped out of his dream and fell to his knees. Meanwhile, Merlin suddenly widened his eyes as if a locked memory had just been released, for the first time since Artheon's death, he felt free.However, that also meant death for him. He fell to the ground, his vision starting to go blank with a smile of relief....Alioth woke up from his dream, one he wasn't even aware of. He stood behind the Dark Lord's throne, with Riven kneeling on the floor not far away, bowing his head."What's happening?" Alioth asked."Everything is finished," Riven replied."I overheard all your conversations with that person. And I know, killing you here won't bring back my people," Riven seemed to carefully consider his words, "I know you didn't save my people as you promised. I think you're afraid if the new Dark Lord truly emerges and you can't control him. That's why you pressured me to become th
In a giant dome, a young man in a short cloak stands facing a dwarf statue between two pillars supporting the dome. The youth, around nineteen or twenty years old, gazes with awe at the dwarf statue, which emits a mysterious dark energy."Fletus Spina Obscure," the youth utters, causing the dwarf statue to gradually change color from its natural stone hue to a reddish tint. Dark red liquid drips from the statue's eyes, and black thorns appear within it, wrapped in light, moving toward the outstretched right hand of the youth.The wrapped black thorns now rest on the palm of the youth's hand. The youth clenches his fist, crushing the black thorns into ash particles that float in the air. By then, the youth is seated in front of the dwarf statue, casually chewing on a greenish root, seemingly a normal part of his diet.A middle-aged man in a clean white robe with a cross symbol on his back walks slowly toward the youth. "Traveler, how was that?" the man asks