Chapter 1368: Chapter 1366: Joint Confrontation
From the depths of the Dreamlands, a long-term resident of the Witch’s House, participating in the London Ga as an aide to the sixth Elent: [Moon Lady] Agatha.
From the heart of Chaos, the Security Captain of the Wild Feast, now acting as Green’s bodyguard in the London Ga: [Bug Lord] Gerda Arussia
Both have reached the Late Mythical Period,
Each corresponding to a Legendary Quality that is rare and precious in the Demon World, belonging to a ‘competitive relationship’, and vying for the extrely scarce qualifications for Kingship through their strength and contributions to the world.
This competitive relationship has lasted for hundreds of years.
At present, it is one of the rare monts of cooperation between them.
Bug Lord Gerda, through an Eye filled with tongues, watched the woman descending from above, her head blooming like a chrysanthemum, and whispered lowly:
“Agatha… Your condition seems better than before, more stable in form.
It must be through ‘Dream Possession’ that you’re acting upon the currently reigning Elent. That young girl’s body must be quite useful, yes?”
Agatha had no intention of making small talk with Gerda here.
She employed a thod known as ‘Dream Onset’ to directly possess [The sixth Elent – Helen], indeed in a better state than usual, whether in controlling Tentacles or manipulating dreams, and even gained an additional Power.
However.
When she arrived here, she imdiately felt an impending sensation of Execution and Death in her mind that she couldn’t rid herself of, no matter what.
The Demon Group was utterly repelled by the Door of Fate, unable to make contact with other worlds through Black Tower as a relay.
Agatha, like most Demons, had never left her own world.
This is her first encounter with a [King] from a Different world.
Looking at the woman with a Knife edge plunged into her neck, her body sliced open in several places or wrapped in bandages, made Agatha quite uncomfortable.
“Offensively biased, one could say the ultimate offensive ‘King from another world’.
Though at a Lower level, if she were compared with other Lower-class Old Kings, she might rank in the middle… My and Gerda’s legends are complete and of fine quality, but the difference is impossible to close with any external object.
Chances of victory are very low, practically nonexistent.”
With this thought, Agatha imdiately connected with Helen, whom she was possessing.
In terms of true importance, as an Elent Helen was more vital than she was… Part of her duties in the London Ga was to strive for benefits, and the other part was to ensure Helen’s safety.
“Helen, once I determine an outco of [certain death], I will do my utmost to get you out of here… Gerda will likely make the sa choice, ensuring Green escapes to a sufficiently safe location.
When that ti cos, you must escape back to London with Green.”
“Ms. Agatha, try to hold on as long as possible… there may be a way.”
“If there was another Elent here, and bring along a Mythic Body, there might be a way.
Are you pinning your hopes on the two humans? Facing such a King, it would be a limit for them to survive.”
Unlike Green’s status in the realm of Madness, Helen was indeed an Elent but had no right to command a Mythic Body.
The conversation with Helen was temporarily concluded.
‘Moon Hidden’
Moon Lady. Agatha, combining the Mythological System, executing a Unique move through the domain.
The effect was that the real image of Agatha from the Dream mirror on the Dark Side of the Moon, through reflection of the Moon mirror to reality, also allowed her powers to influence reality.
An almost invincible move.
However, the effects of Powers under Moon Hidden were weakened, especially the offensive abilities.
“Gerda, I will use ‘Moon’s Secret thod’ and ‘Dream Language’ to support and amplify you… We have cooperated once before, no need for more words, right?”
“Hahaha! It’s been a long ti since I’ve experienced the blessing of the Moon Beast, co on… let
have a thrilling kill.” Gerda, swinging her tongue and eight insectoid limbs, seed extrely excited.
Just at that mont… Buzz!
The slash of the Slash of Consciousness, invisible during its chopping process, had already passed through Agatha’s body.
The walls made of high-density alloy were directly chopped into eight sections.
A slash mark also appeared on the Dark Side of the Moon where Agatha’s real body was, frightening her into retreating a small step.
The Beheading King expressed surprise by tilting the blade around her neck, for it was the first ti she had ever seen a hidden state superior even to that of an ethereal form.
At the sa ti, the Beheading King also confird an important matter.
The masterminds behind the covert takeover of Hyperion Corporation, triggering the “world migration,” were the two standing before her, without the presence of The King.
“What a peculiar Power~ to completely ignore my common chop strike.
It seems you two are the strongest combat forces in control of the company behind the scenes, and the lack of a King Level presence is splendid… Both of you also belong to the rare late mythical period, with relatively rare abilities, and should be important forces for the Demon Group.
If I can execute the two of you here, it would not only significantly weaken the overall combat capabilities of the demons, but also destroy the plans currently underway at Hyperion Corporation.
As the representative of the Guilt World, I shall strive for more rewards from fate.”
With an excellent opportunity before her, the Beheading King no longer held back.
Appearing in the experint area, the samurai sword symbolizing her domain no longer trembled and was retracted back into the ground like being subrged in water.
[Domain Recycling]
This thod of expansive domain spread is, for the Beheading King, a very basic way of employing a domain, specifically aid at lower-level entities that could be instantly killed by a Slash of Consciousness against a group of weaklings.
Now, there was no need for that.
As the domain continued to retract, the Beheading King’s montum kept increasing. An extrely deadly sensation began to form within both mythic bodies, as well as Green’s…
When the domain was completely retracted, even the throne disappeared.
“Single-mindedness”
Casting aside all else, focusing on the simplest execution.
No longer using the Famous Knife hung on the throne, won from defeating seven powerful beings… but rather, her hand reached for [The Knife] that had not been unsheathed in a long ti.
Snap!
The knife currently held by the Beheading King was the Unique Knife inserted at her neck in place of a head, and strands of Sinuous Thread coursed through the knife edge.
Slowly at the base of the blade, the words “Authentic” began to erge.
Draw the knife.
The process was sowhat slow, as if the knife nested within her neck had not been unsheathed for a long ti, or perhaps the process of drawing the knife signified a transformation for the Beheading King, which couldn’t be completed in an instant.
“Great opportunity!”
Gerda Arussia, eyeing the Beheading King who was slowly drawing her knife, picked up her claw wrapped in Tentacles and advanced.
Unexpectedly, a gentle stream of air pushed Gerda back.
Agatha warned in a stern voice, “Don’t go! You will die… Can’t your bug eyes see it?”
Following Agatha’s reminder, they would notice that within a five-ter radius around the Beheading King, there were randomly occurring ultra-fast chop strikes, hundreds of tis per second… Any who approached without sufficient Defense Power would be instantly executed.
“I can see it! But, my shell should be able to block it.”
“Don’t rush! I am now bestowing upon you Moon’s Blessing… Going straight there is too risky.”
“Hmm.”
A Moon Mark radiating with splendor erged on Gerda’s beetle shell, and simultaneously, a large number of Tentacles appeared to reinforce the exterior shell.
“This feeling… it’s even stronger than before! I’m going in!”
Gerda, now significantly empowered, surged with confidence.
Ignoring the randomly occurring spatial slices… Ding ding ding! Bearing all the strikes, she approached within striking distance.
With an exaggerated and terrifying mythic insect claw, twisting and spiraling into a sharp tentacle, it pierced forward carrying with it an aura of Madness.
At the mont of near success.
The long blade, which still had a considerable length to go, was rapidly drawn by the Beheading King.
Whirr!
The space tore apart.
The Hyperion Corporation, in a state of maximum alert and reinforced by multiple layers of outer walls, was subjected to an imnse horizontal Slash of Consciousness, ‘bisected at the waist’.
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