The two sides stood in a standoff, neither seeming to have the intention of starting the war immediately.
They were testing each other.
If anyone acted rashly, they would likely have an opening seized against them.
Sylvia controlled the spider’s body, walking forward for some distance. She raised the beautiful human head on her body and spoke.
“Long time no see, Tulius.”
“……”
Tulius remained silent throughout.
The Shadow Hall Master suddenly moved at this moment, the Black Blade slashing through space. But this time, the black slash was merely a bit closer than before.
The slash collapsed when it reached approximately three meters from Tulius.
“Shadow Hall Master of the Hall of Shadows, we have never had any grievances. How much benefit did you receive from this woman to be willing to take such risks here?”
Overlapping human voices emerged from beneath Tulius’s Long Robe. Within this voice were both men and women; some were youthful and sharp, others hoarse and aged.
It was as if many people were speaking this sentence together. They were all beneath that single Long Robe, which inevitably made one’s hair stand on end.
The Shadow Hall Master did not reply, only silently holding the pitch-black long sword, seeming ready to slash at Tulius again at any moment.
Sylvia, on the other hand, covered her mouth and sneered incessantly.
“Hehehe, what are you thinking?”
“That price is something you cannot afford. I advise you to obediently hand over the things and then scram back to the Calamity Cult.”
“Oh, I almost forgot. You couldn’t survive over there, which is why you ran out to found this Lord of Mist Church, wasn’t it?”
“Tsk tsk, Mist Lord~ such a grand title!”
As she spoke, Sylvia began to mock and ridicule Tulius, but Tulius remained as unmoving as a mountain.
The purple spider body and the black giant’s body looked much larger compared to Tulius’s three-meter-tall Long Robe.
However, neither side drew too close.
After a long silence, even the flow of the River of Mist began to stagnate.
Quiet as a still pond, moving like a thunderclap.
The Shadow Hall Master brandished a forty-meter Black Blade, swinging it horizontally. The pitch-black blade was wrapped in powerful black-grey Magic Power.
Snow-white lightning snakes suddenly appeared in space.
As the blade swung, the air throughout the entire underground river was stirred, and a powerful storm rose from the ground.
The chain bridges on the stone pillars clattered from the wind, swaying irregularly. Some people lost their footing and fell into the River of Mist, letting out bursts of screams.
Where the Black Blade passed, it left a pitch-black spatial fracture.
The ground was originally a solid piece of stone, but under the power of this single strike, it shattered and rapidly spread toward Tulius.
Tulius’s Long Robe fluttered as mist rose around him, clashing violently with that pitch-black Sword Qi.
At the same time, a grey power within the White Mist infected the pitch-black Sword Qi, attempting to replicate the previous maneuvers to shatter it before Tulius.
Unfortunately, this attack was too strong.
Tulius took the slash head-on, but it wasn’t over yet.
Sylvia took the opportunity to let the spider body release an attack.
Spider God’s Sigh!
A massive purple beam further destroyed the ground, attacking Tulius. Tulius still neither dodged nor avoided it.
The mist blocked the attacks of two experts of the same Order of Magic and had already been weakened significantly, its color starting to thin from its initial density.
“Hehehe, how pathetic~”
Sylvia narrowed her beautiful eyes, smiling with an innocent appearance. If only she didn’t have a spider body below her.
……
In the distance, at the entrance of the cave on the opposite bank, three figures that had not been noticed by anyone stood side by side, gazing at the far shore.
Seemingly due to the influence of some power, they were completely unaffected by the gale. Even if someone walked past them, they would not be detected.
Sophia held the Grey Candle, one hand leading Nina, while Enya was lightly squeezing the forearm of the hand Sophia used to hold the candle.
The wick of the Grey Candle burned with a pale flame, providing almost no light, but it dyed the three of them grey.
What they saw was also a world of grey, though this did not hinder them from watching the show from the front row.
After Sophia saw this duel, her heart was filled with wonder.
Is this the world of the Seventh Tier?
Having reached this realm, they were already similar to gods in the eyes of Humans, each possessing eerie and peculiar abilities.
Gulp….
As Sophia thought, she looked toward Enya beside her.
What kind of scene would Predecessor’s true combat method look like?
Enya noticed her gaze, glanced back at Sophia without saying anything, and quickly returned her gaze to the battlefield.
The higher the Order of Magic, the weirder the abilities, and the more the battle approached a collision of rules.
Sylvia’s abilities looked very complex, and it seemed there were still many parts not yet displayed. As for that Shadow Hall Master…
The master of a hall from the Hall of Shadows?
That ability to dye everything in the vicinity with the gloom of a Starry Night made it hard not to associate it with the Goddess of Night. Furthermore, it appeared here, greatly increasing the level of suspicion.
The battle over there had already entered a heated stage.
Enya turned her head, looking at Sophia and Nina beside her.
“You remember what I said before, right?”
“Yes, I remember. Please rest assured, Predecessor!”
Sophia nodded with certainty.
Do not act, only watch. The candle must not leave their line of sight, and it must not be allowed to burn out on its own; it must be extinguished in advance.
She remembered these instructions very clearly.
Enya nodded, then released her grip on Sophia’s forearm.
The moment the grey on Enya’s body faded, she disappeared entirely.
Even though Sophia was prepared, her heart still skipped a beat, and her hand holding Nina’s unconsciously tightened.
Nina felt her strength and leaned closer to her.
“Uh….”
After realizing her loss of composure, Sophia pursed her lips and spoke.
“I’m fine, Nina!”
She ultimately managed to maintain her image as a big Sister in front of Nina, even though she was taller and had a larger chest than Nina…
But in terms of age, Sophia was not many years older than Nina!
“Sophia Sister, look over there.”
Nina was less mindful and didn’t think much about why Sophia’s emotions changed; her eyes remained fixed on the battlefield.
Upon hearing this, Sophia also looked over curiously.
If just now was testing, then now they were fighting tooth and nail, with various Magic and abilities being thrown out constantly.
Both sides had begun to use their trump cards!
Sylvia represented the Golden Town in White Stone City. Her Purple Thread could control Puppets, and she was suspected of having spider-related abilities while hiding many Puppets with eerie powers.
She had even pulled out a Puppet capable of using time Magic; those ten blue-haired girls were exquisitely dressed.
The Shadow Hall Master, a person from the Hall of Shadows, had very few people who knew his abilities. Every swing of that Black Blade caused the earth to shatter.
Tulius, the Mist Archbishop of the Lord of Mist Church and a Plague Elder of the Cult of Calamity, was suspected of possessing two Fragments of Authority. Everything he did in White Stone City was to change the future path.
All three were Seventh Tier powerhouses, existing as the three peaks within White Stone City, yet now they were fighting in a heap here.
The aftershocks of the battle were enough to cause the Magic Core of low-ranking practitioners to self-destruct, triggered by the violent aura of Magic Power.
The River of Mist was stirred into waves, and many stone pillars collapsed under the impact. Within the battlefield, the three figures each occupied a side.
Sylvia always had a smile on her face, appearing as though victory was within her grasp.
The Shadow Hall Master stood with his blade, silent as ever.
In comparison, Tulius appeared somewhat miserable. His Long Robe was damaged, and his aura had weakened significantly.
Tulius looked toward Sylvia and spoke.
“If Lilith hadn’t heavily injured me, even the two of you wouldn’t be able to handle me. Sylvia, you truly are a poisonous woman!”
“Hehe, thank you for the compliment~”
Sylvia cheerfully accepted the title of “poisonous woman” and even replied to Tulius with several tenderly voiced sentences.
“Whether that Lilith was real or fake, I’m afraid only that ‘Linguistic Scholar’ knows, right?”
“You really are an unlucky fellow. No matter which path you take, you have your Path Enemy, and quite a few of them too~”
“So you might as well just stop climbing. I don’t think you’re worthy!”
Sylvia’s laughter became increasingly arrogant.
But even so, she still did not approach Tulius. On the surface she acted one way, but Sylvia’s actions were extremely cautious.
“Hahahahaha… Sylvia, keep dreaming!”
After Tulius stood straight, he laughed at his two enemies. It sounded as if a thousand people were laughing beneath his Long Robe.
His Long Robe began to float.
The mist behind him gradually dissipated, revealing a massive stone gate. The stone gate was a full hundred meters high, with its giant doors tightly closed.
The extremely complex diagrams on the door were now glowing with an eerie light.
Tulius turned around and walked toward it. This movement caused Sylvia’s delicate brows to furrow instantly, and the Shadow Hall Master also moved forward.
However, a layer of White Mist blocked them.
Those members of the Lord of Mist Church who had fled elsewhere to survive didn’t even have time to rest before they fell to the ground one after another.
Painful wails came from their throats as mist seeped out of their bodies.
Tulius had now reached the front of the gate.
From beneath his Long Robe, a pair of hands as withered and dry as firewood reached out, pressing against the wall and slowly pushing open that giant door.
The moment the gap opened, the aura within caused Sylvia and the Shadow Hall Master to retreat, even returning to the River of Mist.
When the stone gate was pushed completely open, inside the door was actually a boundless Starry Night. Tulius stepped into it without a hint of hesitation.
He strolled through the brilliant Starry Night.
Then, in the blink of an eye, the Long Robe on his body lost its support, falling to the ground like a tattered rag.
Tulius had vanished inside the gate!
This happened extremely fast. Even Sylvia and the Shadow Hall Master failed to react in time. Both wanted to step forward, but neither dared to approach that brilliant Starry Night within the stone gate.
If a starry sky did not appear in the heavens, it would be an extremely terrifying existence. Once touched, it was very easy to die there.
After the stone gate swallowed Tulius, it began to close automatically. However, the speed was very slow, as if it were enticing people to enter quickly.
Just as the two were hesitating, a silver streak fell into the brilliant Starry Night inside the door within the blink of an eye. Both Sylvia and the Shadow Hall Master were somewhat surprised, and at that moment, the door slammed shut.
It seemed very afraid that the person inside would come out…….