parentshiftbook Chapter 192 He
Chapter 192 He
Chapter 192 He
Meanwhile, the powerful warriors of the Eternal Tower who were engaged in a fierce battle with the level three wizards of the Silent Forest also suddenly felt a pang of fear!
Their energy connection with the "lighthouse" behind them became unstable, greatly reducing the support and purification effects they provided, and also affecting the recovery of their own magic power.
With this shift in power, the tide of battle turned instantly!
A level three archmage of the Tower of Eternity was chanting a powerful area-of-effect forbidden spell, but due to a slight disruption in the energy supply, the spell model failed to be constructed, resulting in a terrifying backlash. He was sent flying backward, spitting blood, and was torn to pieces by the shadow behemoth that was waiting for the right moment!
The immense energy and despair generated by his fall were mostly drained away mercilessly by the dark canyon.
The holy light shield on the other paladin captain flickered briefly due to the loss of stable rear support.
In that split second, a vicious, legendary curse pierced through his defenses, instantly corroding his soul, causing him to let out a roar of resentment before turning into a pitch-black statue.
Anselm roared in fury from the top floor of the city of Blanc!
He could feel that the speed at which the Holy Flame absorbed energy suddenly stopped, and even slowed down due to the successive falls of the powerful figures in front of him!
"No! Stay calm! Stay calm!"
He frantically tried to control the absorption of the holy flame, but it felt like trying to grasp a slippery fish with his bare hands—he couldn't get a grip.
"Monet! Find out the cause! Repair the lighthouse!" Renkel roared down.
But it was too late.
Once a collapse begins, it is very difficult to stop.
Lilith, like an invisible plague, continued to roam behind the battlefield.
One after another, the "lighthouses" malfunctioned or produced abnormal outputs under the influence of her strange abilities.
The legions of the Eternal Tower found themselves fighting independently, and their morale plummeted.
Meanwhile, the Silent Forest's offensive grew stronger with each wave.
More and more level 3 wizards in the Tower of Eternity are falling amidst the chaos and disadvantage.
The energy they unleashed upon their deaths was like the most dazzling fireworks, yet it only hastened their own demise, becoming nourishment for Renkel and—that being in the Dark Canyon.
However, Renkel, far away at the headquarters of the Tower of Eternity, was in a peculiar state at this moment.
He could sense the chaos at the front lines in Blank and the unexpected setbacks that filled the energy extraction process.
However, massive amounts of top-tier soul energy, especially that generated when third-level wizards fell, continued to flow into the "Eternal Holy Flame" intermittently but in an astonishing total amount through various secret channels.
The seemingly indestructible Level 4 barrier that had blocked him for countless years was now loosening like never before under the impact of this complex yet surging energy!
He abandoned trying to understand Blank's specific confusion, immersing himself entirely in the fusion with the holy flame, greedily devouring every bit of energy that surged in, and recklessly charging towards the final barrier.
In his distorted mind, as long as he successfully advances to level four, all the chaos before him can be easily crushed by absolute power!
"It'll be soon! Almost there!"
He hissed wildly, his wrinkled face filled with a twisted and burning desire, like a dying man in the desert seeing a mirage-like spring.
finally-
Another highly respected and powerful elder wizard of the Eternal Tower was caught off guard and attacked by several dark forces, ultimately falling to his death. His immense soul energy was completely devoured by the Holy Flame. *Whoosh!*
The entire secret chamber at the top of the Eternal Tower suddenly shook violently!
The pulsating "Eternal Holy Flame" suddenly shrank to its limit, as if it had transformed into an infinitely small pale singularity, swallowing up all the light and sound around it before it exploded with a roar!
Endless light and heat filled the space like a supernova explosion, even tearing the entire enclosed room apart!
But the light no longer carried any sense of holiness; instead, it presented a pale color with a primal hunger, as if it wanted to devour everything!
Renkel's aged body rapidly melted and vaporized in the pale light.
His soul let out a silent shriek, forcibly and completely merging with the ancient will of the Holy Flame Core, which was now nothing but pure hunger!
A vast, terrifying pressure, yet carrying a distinctly chaotic and unstable aura, erupted from the top of the Eternal Tower like a destructive tsunami, instantly sweeping across the entire Ackerman Mountains and even more distant regions!
All living beings, regardless of their faction or strength, felt a sense of dread and oppression emanating from the deepest part of their souls at this moment!
Succeeded?
Renkel, it seems—
He forcefully broke through the boundary that had troubled him for countless years.
However, the overwhelming pressure, though suffocatingly powerful, lacked any sense of holiness or light.
Instead, it resembles an ancient ferocious beast that has broken free from all shackles and has been starving for millions of years, exuding a cold and pure greed!
The Tower of Eternity—lost the war.
But Renkel succeeded in a way that no one had anticipated!
But----
"How could this be?! This can't be! It shouldn't be like this! No!!!!"
As the "Eternal Flame" and Lenlrk's soul completed their final and most brutal fusion.
A roar of disbelief, despair, and madness resounded not through sound, but directly within the consciousness of all beings who had ever connected with the Holy Flame, echoing throughout the entire Tower of Eternity!
Above the Ackerman Mountains, a pale, terrifying pressure, imbued with a primal hunger, swept over the souls of every living being like a tsunami, bringing the most instinctive fear.
That was not the pure and luminous power they believed in! It was a cold, greedy, and terrifying will that wanted to devour all energy and existence!
"What—what is that?!"
A white wizard, his arm broken and slumped in the ruins, stared at the pale pillar of light shooting into the sky in the direction of the Tower of Eternity, his teeth chattering with extreme fear.
"What exactly has Lord Renkel become?"
Another high-ranking paladin gripped the broken hilt of his sword, feeling the oppressive force that was completely opposite to the nature of the holy light power within him, and even caused strong rejection and discomfort. His face was filled with shock and deep confusion.
Collapse begins in the heart and in the strongest beliefs.
Meanwhile, in the Silent Forest, they also felt that terrifying pressure that sent shivers down their spines.
However, under Mochamo's forceful restraint and the immense inertia of the war itself, the offensive did not stop immediately. Instead, it took advantage of the chaos to reap the benefits of the enemy and expand its gains.
However, neither the fear of the soldiers on the battlefield below nor Mochamo's order to continue the attack could attract the slightest attention from Ronkel—or rather, the being that had merged with that ancient will of hunger.
With his birth, the entire headquarters of the Eternal Tower began to disintegrate from the inside out due to his unconscious energy extraction!
Countless cracks appeared on the magnificent tower, and the stored magic crystals turned into dust!
All the wizards and staff who remained in the tower, regardless of their rank, were killed without exception!
Before it could even scream, it was completely transformed into the purest energy, drained away, and became the first "resource" after its arrival!
The once pristine white tower, suspended atop the ruins of the Tower of Eternity which rapidly crumbled into dust, had vanished.
Its body was made of constantly rolling and twisting pale flames, and the twisted and painful face of Ronker could be vaguely seen flickering and howling within it, but it was quickly swallowed up and covered by a larger, inhuman hunger consciousness.
Having just completed its "promotion," it was like a terrifying being that had been imprisoned and starved for millions of years suddenly seeing endless food. Its only thought, its only instinct, was to eat!
The pale flames flickered slightly, and in an instant, the figure traversed space from the ruins of the Eternal Tower to arrive above the blood-soaked city of Blanc!
Looking down at the countless creatures intertwined and fighting on the earth, each containing different energies.
His enormous "arm" made of pale flames suddenly shot out, not pointing at the legion of the Silent Forest, but ignoring friend and foe, grabbing directly at the entire battlefield below!
Countless wizards and soldiers of the Eternal Tower who had just died in battle, their souls not yet completely dissipated.
Their remnant souls, and even many of the severely injured but still alive and struggling people, were forcibly pulled from their bodies by an irresistible and terrifying force!
It transformed into countless streams of energy, each accompanied by a mournful scream, and was absorbed into that pale, fiery body like rivers flowing into the sea!
"No! Lord Renkel! It's me! I am your loyal—"
A severely wounded elder of the Tower of Eternity desperately reached out and cried out.
Before he could finish speaking, his entire body was instantly reduced to ashes by a sweep of pale light, his soul swallowed up and becoming insignificant nourishment.
They even began to extract the magic contained in those buildings that had not yet completely collapsed, as well as the primal energy flowing deep within the earth!
It was like a newly born, extremely unstable black hole, frantically devouring all the energy within sight, completely indiscriminately consuming friend from foe!
His "ascension" was incomplete and distorted, a result of the forced fusion with the ancient consciousness that remained only as the source of hunger within the holy flame, at the cost of the complete sacrifice of reason, humanity, and future potential.
He gained a power level comparable to level four, but lost everything, becoming an energy aggregate that only knew how to devour, an embodiment of disaster!
"He's gone mad—completely mad! No, that's not him anymore!"
Anselm, witnessing this apocalyptic scene from his relatively safe command post in the distance, turned deathly pale, his last shred of hope shattered.
Without hesitation, he turned around, unleashing all his magic power in an attempt to tear through space and escape this desolate place that had become a true hell.
However, Anselm's escape was doomed to failure.
Just as he turned around, and the spatial fluctuations began to appear, the pale entity that was hovering above Blanco City and frantically devouring energy seemed to instinctively sense this relatively "delicious" energy source that was trying to "escape the plate."
Without even looking in the direction of Anselm, a tiny, pale flame, like a flexible tentacle, naturally separated from the enormous body made of pale flames.
This wisp of flame disregarded normal spatial distance and instantly appeared in front of Anselm, who was casting a spell.
Anselm's pupils constricted sharply, his terror reaching its peak!
All the protective spells and protective treasures that automatically activated around him melted away silently upon contact with that pale flame, just like ice and snow under the sun.
He didn't even have time to let out a complete scream!
His flesh and blood, his bones, his soul, the immense magical power he cultivated throughout his life—
The seemingly tiny flame was completely extinguished at the slightest touch, transforming into a stream of pure energy that was instantly drained and merged into the pale entity in the distance.
An archmage of the Eternal Tower, who stood at the pinnacle of Aikar's power and had weathered countless storms, vanished without a trace, not even catching the attention of that madly devouring being for a moment.
His attention, or rather, his pure instinct to devour, returned once again completely to the "abundant" battlefield below.
More pale, fiery tendrils, like a harvester of death, swept mercilessly across the entire Blank Plain, indiscriminately extracting all energy from friend and foe alike.
The legions of the Silent Forest also began to suffer large-scale, incomprehensible casualties. The powerful dark creatures were no match for that level of pale flames and turned to ashes one after another.
The landscape of the battlefield has been completely transformed!
No longer for victory, but for survival, they struggle desperately in the shadow of an indiscriminate predator.
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