Chapter 311 Viscount of Darkness!
When William leaped off the arena, his anus instinctively tightened. He felt a great sense of danger.
“Soone is going to harm .
“MD, I have frequently been feeling a sense of crisis these two days. As soon as I arrived at the Magic Conference, I realized that there were quite a few people who wanted to kill .”
William could not figure out who would have the audacity to create trouble at the Magic Conference. Even if the perpetrator could destroy the protective shield, could he kill William?
William scratched his head and thought that he was overthinking. He could not claim to be the number one in the Magic Conference. Besides Delosis, William could easily defeat all of the contestants, including Sardin.
William gazed at the professional whose body was transforming.
The professional looked as though he was adapting to his new body. It was not possible for him to fight, since he was walking like a drunkard.
He did not pay attention to the strange look of the bystanders. After he got used to the body, he looked at the various arenas and smiled. “Is this the Magic Conference of the southern region?
“It’s a group of brawling kids who have not experienced despair before.
“I feel like killing all of them before throwing their souls into the Dark World so that they could be baptized by Darkness.”
His voice did not spread very far, but his eyes flickered.
He gritted his teeth, and a humming sound appeared!
In the next mont, his orifices started bleeding, as though he had suffered severe internal injuries.
He wiped the blood on his face and licked the blood with his tongue. His face had a perverted expression as he said, “Are you resisting my Soul Invasion and proving that you have a strong ntal Strength?
“Oh!
“Yes!
“Your bloodline is indeed superior.
“You’re considered a genius in the surface world.
“I only used your body because you’re a Darkness believer. Now you have to die.
“No!
“You can’t die.
“I have to bring you back to the Dark World so that you understand what true darkness is.
“As a Darkness believer, you have to be pure...”
The man silently murmured to himself, but nobody took notice.
Deep within his heart, was a broken soul. He looked with utmost despair at this terrifying existence that was shrouded in darkness.
The body that had been occupied was of a dark elent professional. Because of the professional’s twisted belief, he had allowed a dark soul to occupy his body.
It was because the professional represented pure darkness.
If dark elent professionals trained, and a pure dark aura penetrated into their bodies, they would not discover the intrusion. In fact, they would beco exhilarated.
So dark creatures, such as demons and spirits, would take the opportunity to invade the body of the dark elent professional. This was the reason why the dark elent professionals were despised by others.
Because they could easily beco insane.
This unfortunate professional had been a Dark Warrior of the Palace of Darkness. He was a very strong warrior who was the fourth-seeded contestant in the intelligence report.
But when this professional encountered a more powerful Dark creature, he was unable to resist and allowed the dark creature to invade his body.
The invader was none other than the Viscount of Darkness.
His goal was to create trouble for William.
Many people would be curious as to why the Viscount of Darkness would want to create trouble at the Magic Conference.
But William knew that the Viscount of Darkness liked to show off his prowess.
Ever since the Darkness Invasion, the Dark World unleashed the utmost fear and despair upon the races of the seven continents.
The Dark World forced the creatures on the surface to worship the God of Darkness. Otherwise, these creatures would be subjected to torture, fear, and even death.
The Temple of Light and the other believers of Light fought against the Darkness Invasion on the legendary continent.
The devil’s invasion was always direct and brutal.
Non-believers of Darkness would be intimidated and killed. It was an act of terrorism.
But William did not know that the Viscount of Darkness had arrived at the Magic Conference. He planned to kill the Half-Elf prince by manipulating an Advanced professional. The Viscount of Darkness wanted to capture, and then, torture his soul to death in front of Lancelot.
After all...
The nesis of the Viscount of Darkness was Lancelot, the Viscount of Light.
The Viscount of Darkness did not take Prince William seriously.
To him, William was like a worthless maiden.
He was just another insignificant genius.
The Viscount of Darkness had killed many more geniuses than what William had encountered
The status of a Viscount of Darkness had been obtained after killing countless foes in nurous battles.
He was the last and most powerful victor. He had transford into his current status in front of the Darkness Altar.
The Viscount of Darkness wanted to make use of the relationship between William and Lancelot. He would torture William to death so that Lancelot would fall into an abyss of doubt.
That was right!
The Viscount of Darkness was an arrogant
pervert.
Since he had killed his opponents to beco the Viscount of Darkness, he was most likely not ntally stable. He was capable of doing incredible and unimaginable feats.
He did not wish to kill his predestined nesis.
He wanted to recruit the Viscount of Light into the Dark World so that it could prove the power of both the Viscount of Darkness and the Dark World.
Such a result would be a huge fatal blow to the Light faction.
Because it was easy to kill a person.
However, it was much more fulfilling to corrupt the ultimate believer of Light to accept Darkness.
The believers of Light would be driven to hopelessness, once the Viscount of Light defected to Darkness.
It was the semi-finals of the Magic Conference.
As long as Annie, Diablo, and Burned Cinder did not encounter the top-three seeded contestants, they could achieve victories.
It was not a 50% chance! It was definitely a 60% or even 70% chance of victory.
Many observers of Burned Cinder’s battle had been greatly astonished by the result. Even the legendary professionals were shocked.
Burned Cinder’s body had been badly shredded like a tattered doll. He was bleeding with fresh blood that had turned dark.
His crimson flaming battle energy precariously flickered, while dark flas appeared on his body surface and scorched his skin, flesh, and even bones.
His opponent was the Viscount of Darkness, who was in disguise of Andros, the seeded contestant of the Palace of Darkness.
“Huh! Weren’t you fighting well just now? Your flas are so hot that I’m tempted to take off my clothes. Ha, ha, ha, ha!” Andros wildly laughed. His voice was not only harsh, but it also brought an inexplicable chill.
“You are powerful. Do you think that is all to my capability?” Burned Cinder clenched his fists as he half-knelt down on the ground, and he deeply inhaled, again and again.
When his breathing regained its normalcy, his battle energy shield appeared once again.
Crimson flas!
Nurous flas appeared from his skin.
It was a masochistic way to release the battle energy fla. The flas flew from every pore in order to extinguish the black fla on the surface of the body.
Burned Cinder looked like an extrely disgusting and skinned monster.
Nobody could imagine how much pain he had endured.
After all, he did not have a fire elent body.
An Advanced professional could emit battle energy from special locations on the body like the hands and legs.
After learning so skills, he could also make use of the mouth, eyes, and even the anus...
Ahem!
When the body burned with different colored battle energy, that was an indication of the battle energy shield. It did not an that the flesh could endure such battle energy.
The Advanced professional, Burned Cinder, was being masochistic when he made use of his pores to release battle energy...
The more Burned Cinder tortured himself, the more delighted the crazy Andros beca. He appeared before Burned Cinder and carefully examined his body. “Take a look. This is your essence. The skin is only the external appearance. See how beautiful your essence is underneath the skin?”
“Get lost!” Burned Cinder loudly shouted. He gazed at Andros, as he swung his Dragon-slayer blade.
Swish!
The sword energy had the power to cut anything.
The slash had the montum of fury, and it traveled for tens of ters.
That was the most powerful move of Burned Cinder, who appeared before Andros.
Andros’ eyes flashed with surprise and excitent as he unsheathed his blade to counter Burned Cinder.
Boom!
A dark and crimson ring of shockwaves emanated in all directions.
Burned Cinder remained motionless, while the blood-stained Andros backed-up hundreds of ters.
But when everyone was in awe of the powerful move, Burned Cinder suddenly fell motionless to the ground...
He had passed out.
The referee noticed that Andros was going for the kill. As William had impressed the referee and Burned Cinder had passed out, the compassionate referee imdiately stopped Andros. “Andros wins, Burned Cinder loses!”
William leaped onto the area, and he deeply glared at Andros, who smiled while restraining himself.
Then he carried the skinless Burned Cinder and returned to his companions.
He fed Burned Cinder’s mouth with a bottle.
Within a short while, Burned Cinder’s surface wounds regenerated, and his skin regrew to its original smooth sheen...
When Burned Cinder opened his eyes, he noticed William, Annie, and his friends. He vomited blood just as he opened his mouth.
The blood was dark with corrosion.
After he vomited the last of the dark venom, Burned Cinder completely recovered...
The bystanders gaped in astonishnt.
What the heck?
How did the seriously wounded Burned Cinder get well after just drinking a bottle?
The professionals of the Desert Kingdom and the Iron Fists Kingdom had been disfigured by William. After receiving initial treatnt from the Light professionals, they returned to their country for further treatnt.
But Burned Cinder’s wounds recovered a bit too fast.
William was not in the mood to worry about the exposure of the Life Potion.
He was trying to figure out Andros. In his previous life, Andros was not that powerful!
How did Andros beco so powerful?
Besides William, Delosis, Sardin Peak, and Diablo were also trying to figure out Andros’ background.
Why was the powerful Andros so relaxed?
Even though Delosis knew that he was very talented, he had to admit that Burned Cinder was a very good fire elent professional.
He could defeat Burned Cinder, but it would not be that easy since both of them had similar attributes.
“He’s a worthy opponent...” Delosis stroked his chin. Burned Cinder was the second opponent he was in favor of.
Andros ignored everyone. He pointed to everyone when he walked down the arena. “I want to tell everyone that you are all trash!”
A short silence ensued.
Then everyone hurled abuses at Andros.
However, everyone rembered the words of Andros in their hearts...
Scarbrow of the Palace of Darkness frowned as he thought, “What potion has Andros taken? Even if the devil has taken over his body, he can’t be that powerful. Even his personality has changed a lot.”
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