Chapter 809: Chapter 35: Upheaval in the Royal Capital (3)
Loninles could not see its true form, and the actor’s mask did not have any features, only an oval-shaped mirror. The mirror actor slightly raised its head, and the face of the old mage appeared in the mirror.
“You don’t know my identity, but I know you like the back of my hand. Ah, Loninles Ricklu, the lonely and eccentric old man. You detest the presence of others, fear false interactions, and are unwilling to open your heart even at the cost of reviving the dead. You’re just like those antiques, one day no one will care, and you will fade away in the shadows.”
The old mage stroked his beard, surprisingly not losing his temper.
“You’re a young brat,” he stated confidently. “Arrogant, self-righteous, thinking you can stand up to me just because you have someone backing you. Indeed, I don’t want to waste my energy on trash. I particularly despise fools like you who think they can do as they please…
And I’m happy to give them the lesson they deserve.”
The mirror actor remained expressionless on the surface, but inwardly it became tense. The atmosphere on the battlefield shifted, the invisible pressure solidifying the air, and if it didn’t truly act now, it would suffer the consequences. The mirror actor crossed its hands on its chest and uttered indistinct words: “Theatrical Transformation. His Heart Enchantment · Greedy Mammon.”
Dark purple power emerged behind the mirror actor, forming a hideous and terrifying monster. This creature had two eagle heads, one proudly looking to the sky, the other gloomily surveying the earth. The double-headed monster wore a royal white robe, with a huge grotesque mouth on its stomach. The mouth opened, emanating endless suction, greedily wanting to devour everything.
The old mage faced the beast of greed, the wind blowing against his robe and beard but failing to move him an inch. He raised his magic wand, shouting mightily: “Reverse life and death, Soul Capture and Spirit Seal. Spiritual Image · Creation Realm, Soul Returning Core!”
The true Creation Realm appeared. Loninles’s world was a barren graveyard, gray tombstones stood silently in the wilderness, with combs, helmets, and mirrors placed before them, like memorabilia of the deceased. Invisible spirits wandered above the graveyard, chatting like real people. Upon seeing the existence of the greedy monster, they hurriedly screamed and hid behind the tombstones.
“Enemy attack! Enemy attack!” a ghost dressed like a student screamed, “Guys, come and help Loninles!”
The relics of the dead all flew up, diving into the graves. In the next instant, the battlefield shook violently, countless dead pushed open their coffins, climbing out of the earth to lend a hand to their old friends from life. The museum behind the old mage rumbled loudly, the entire building and its countless collections came to life. The power of spirit made them come to life from death, becoming titanic creatures rivaling mythology. The museum-turned-giant glared at the ant-like greed beast, letting out an earth-shattering roar.
“Dare say I am reclusive?” the old mage slammed his magic wand heavily, “Talk your X nonsense! Forty years ago, who didn’t know I was the most charming talent in the royal city, my intimate friends are waiting for me in the grave!”
“… I take back my words, it seems you were quite popular back then,” the mirror actor tapped his helmet with a fingernail, “I also need to strive a bit more to perform with you.”
The mirror suddenly turned blood-red, a sinister curse struck Loninles. The old mage quickly dispelled the curse with magic, while the mirror actor and greedy Mammon attacked simultaneously, revealing all sorts of gold, silver, treasures, power, and beauties behind them. It was the condensation of desires, the world of greed!
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“What kind of desire drives you to challenge the kingdom, and what kind of foolishness makes you implement it!”
Annie Morton stood before the metamorphosed palace, dressed in splendid garments, wearing a crown. Her world had long unfolded, it was a vast blue ocean and a cross-shaped island, a fleet of warships and a majestic palace, an arsenal displaying treasures like swords, armors, and wands. It was a reflection of a nation’s glorious history, the power passed down by the rulers of the kingdom to the present. Void Phase Creation, Almighty Authority · Holy Kingdom.
A man in a tall crown and white robe floated in the air like a ghost, singing mockingly: “If seeking revenge for the wronged spirits, dare to let the kingdom change fate~!”
Situ Yi did not unfold his own world; he stood like an ordinary person within the queen’s Creation Realm Skill, merely pulling threads with his hands, controlling a group of crudely made puppets. These puppets were about the size of ordinary people, each twitching like they were having a seizure, shouting bizarre “pleas for help” in the common language: “Save me, the King is going to kill me! Save me, the King is going to kill me!”
Was it Situ Yi’s Heart Phase Weapon? Or a particular kind of curse skill? The outcome of a Creator Realm Mage is never rushed, the queen decided to first probe. “Divine Judgment!” A wand floated out from her world, bolt of judgment lightning descended from the crystal of the wand.
“Ah, the king’s wrath!” Situ Yi quickly retreated, manipulating the puppets to shield him. “I have been killed!” “Such a cruel woman!” “Someone save me!” The puppets were struck by lightning, collapsing one by one with a smell of charring.
This was likely a curse set by the cause of the attack, Queen Annie pulled a cloak over herself, activating her defense with an armament fixed with the Holy concept. However, the anticipated counter-curse did not occur, the performer merely looked at the wretched state of the puppets, weeping mournfully.
What was going on? Even with the queen’s vast experience, she could not understand the strategy behind this person’s Creation Realm Skill.
Generally speaking, the battle of Creator Realm Mages starts from two aspects, one is the confrontation of worlds on a broad scale, the other is the combat of the manifested worlds’ bodies. The principle maintaining the world can only fully function within one’s own world, as it will be heavily suppressed in the world of others, hence in actual combat, they must unfold their inner world to make an all-out effort.