When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 632

Chapter 632: Chapter 41 The Battle of the Angel Envoy Chapter 632: Chapter 41 The Battle of the Angel Envoy “`

Dream Realm, Trial Ground.

This place is one of the closest connections between the Dream Realm and the Material Realm, the umbilical cord of both worlds.

Above the Lower Realm, below the Upper Realm.

Every Transcendent participating in the ascension ritual, their souls would arrive here in a daze during their dreams.

Like being cast into the deep sea, but in the end, they wouldn’t sink downwards—because “transcendence” is an ascension.

Its direction is upwards.

The Dream Realm does not follow the laws of the Material Realm, with a clear and orderly east, west, south, and north.

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Each region seems independent, yet also overlapping.

The “Trial Ground” is a lake, but it is also like an hourglass of water connecting the two worlds.

In the upright pool, filled with warm amniotic fluid, the inverted world is soaked with blood.

Transparent bubbles float steadily in the pool, each hiding nine sleeping souls.

This is the essence of the ascension ritual.

Each bubble is a miniature world of its own.

And within one of these bubbles, the projection of Akpolis manifested here.

This aged Lizardfolk held a serpent staff, earnestly gazing at the “Breaker of Sieges” Erinyes.

Erinyes stopped in her tracks.

“It seems you still rember , Akpolis!”

She showed no fear but grinned, baring her teeth: “It must have been about eight hundred years since we last t, old man!

Shall we continue to cooperate?”

Erinyes had a coly appearance and a splendid figure, with fair skin.

Purple warpaint adorned her face, resembling special eyeshadow, or the patterns of a cobra.

But compared to her appearance, her voice was incredibly hearty and rough.

It was a voice indistinguishable between male or female, carrying over long distances like a battle cry.

Akpolis wore a solemn expression.

For He knew the one before Him was difficult to handle.

Erinyes was one of the most loyal Angel Envoys of the Bear Celestial Marshal, a red-haired giantess whose presence brought a stench of blood and gore.

On today’s Avalon Island, there was once more than just the land of Giants.

Elves had settled here too, at one point dividing the island with the Giants.

Vivian, Lancelot I’s foster mother, before becoming a Fairy, was a descendant of that generation of Elves.

These Elves, not living within the Eternal Theocracy, were more warlike than their counterparts within the Holy Nation.

They possessed technology beyond their ti, and their capital was once called Eterna City.

It was during that battle Erinyes shattered the barrier, broke down the gates.

Her mother was a Giant Priestess, and her father was a massive bear—this bear was said to be an incarnation of the Supre Heaven.

In that war, while drinking spirits mixed with the blood of Elves, she whipped up a storm that razed everything in its wake.

After breaching the city, she had no intention to cease the war, but rather reveled in the slaughter from both sides.

Thus, Erinyes, along with her brother “Nation Destroyer” Ares, began a massacre.

In the end, their atrocities provoked the wrath of the Candle Master.

In response to the Elves’ prayers, the Apostle of the Candle Master, “Eternal Vanguard” Castening, descended into the Material Realm and slaughtered those Giants.

After their death, the siblings were elevated by the Supre Heaven to the status of Apostles.

He granted them new powers, gifting Ares a spear wreathed in flas, and to Erinyes, a war hamr encircled by storms.

During the Bear Celestial Marshal’s ti as the Supre Heaven, They were worshiped by the Giants as the god of war and goddess of war.

They were two of the four mightiest Apostles under the Supre Heaven, jointly wielding the Authority of war.

“Indeed, it has been a long ti,”

Akpolis said coldly, “But I have never collaborated with you—don’t make our relationship sound so familiar.

“What, is the Bear Celestial Marshal’s following so short-staffed that it needs to deploy the Breaker of Sieges just to deal with a re mortal?”

Erinyes relished the cruelty of war, always causing the emotions of both sides to spiral out of control.

What initially was just a rational friction, would eventually beco irretrievably vicious due to the influence of hatred and death, escalating in intensity and bloodshed…

such was the influence of Erinyes.

Whenever the war entered such a brutal stage, it was ti for Akpolis to save people.

This was also the reason for Erinyes’ claim of past collaboration between them.

After the Supre Heaven was defeated by the Crowned Celestial Marshal and lost its leading position in the Path of Strength, it was pierced through by the Holy Sword and fell to the ground as a crimson corpus of a gigantic bear.

Its blood perated the Dream Realm, dripping into the Material Realm, becoming a pool of blood.

A starving, emaciated bear cub, bereft of its mother’s protection, drank the blood as if it was milk and gradually grew stronger.

Having consud the blood of the Supre Heaven, it beca the successor of the Supre Heaven.

When it ascended into the Dream Realm, the will of the Supre Heaven was resurrected within it.

After slaying the Barbaric Heaven’s Envoy, who held the attributes of both the Path of Love and Path of Authority, it took the Celestial Marshal Shard and, through the Path of Authority and the Path of Transcendence, beca the “Bear Celestial Marshal”.

But its forr Apostles had almost all abandoned it.

The Path of Strength was always about the survival of the fittest, the dominance of the strong over the weak.

When It weakened, they naturally deserted It.

Among the four mightiest Apostles of the Supre Heaven, the “Tyrant” was thrice besieged by the knights under the Silver-Crowned Dragon, to this day still not resurrected; “Rakshasa” was tad by the Candle Celestial Marshal; “Nation Destroyer” was enchanted by the beauty of the Shadowy Celestial Marshal and voluntarily beca a follower.

The “Breaker of Sieges” Erinyes in front of Him was the strongest Apostle remaining under the Bear Celestial Marshal.

“Are you going to obstruct ?

Just a projection, and you dare to stop ?”

Erinyes, finding interest, raised her invisible hamr: “Then let’s give it a try.”

“…Hmph.”

Akpolis’s gaze grew entirely cold, scoffing.

If this was back when the Bear Celestial Marshal was still the Supre Heaven, Akpolis would stand no chance against Erinyes.

After all, Akpolis was rely a healer, lacking such formidable strength.

The Supre Heaven was called “Supre Heaven” precisely because His strength was the Highest Supre.

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The Crowned Celestial Marshal defeated Him with the direct or indirect help of many Pillar Gods, Celestial Marshals, and Angel Envoys such as the Hourglass, Candle Master, Lord of Scalefeather, Shadowy Celestial Marshal, Serpent Celestial Marshal, and Banquet Master.

Rather than saying the Supre Heaven died from the challenge of another Transcendent on the sa Path, it’s more accurate to say He perished due to His own reckless attitude.

But the Bear Celestial Marshal had only returned to his position among the Celestial Marshals for less than two hundred years, not much ti at all.

He couldn’t bestow much power upon Erinyes…

and solely depending on Erinyes’s own strength, she might not necessarily be able to defeat herself now.

It was the Supre Heaven’s forr Divine Artifact that could still make Akpolis slightly apprehensive.

The next mont, Erinyes took off the human head wine flask she wore on her waist and took a hearty drink.

“Ah————”

With a painful yet clear roar, Erinyes’s skin was suddenly drenched with the fresh blood forced out from within her own body.

Once this blood ca into contact with the air, it turned into blood vapors and coalesced into a storm.

In an instant, a crimson and violent storm surged continuously from within her.

Bears, wolves, falcons, horses—the crimson storm took the form of countless wild beasts, accompanied by innurable weeping blood-red skulls, roaring toward everything with the montum to obliterate the heavens and earth!

The surrounding world creaked and groaned, as the simulated space created by the Pillar God’s power emitted crackling red lightning.

One fissure after another appeared and disappeared.

She couldn’t be bothered to precisely kill the prey marked by her lord but intended to destroy everyone in one fell swoop!

After all, as Akpolis, the master of the ascension ritual, was obligated to protect everyone, he had no choice but to confront her attack head-on.

Even if Erinyes’s power was slightly weaker than that of Akpolis, if she was the one initiating the attack, she would have the advantage.

Even in the past, those on the Path of Strength were thoughtless brutes, but exclusively possessed the cunning of wild beasts in combat.

Now that intuition had solidified into instinct.

“I’ve already warned you,”

Akpolis sneered, pausing the snake staff, “then die right here.”

It was just the right ti; he had delayed long enough.

The surrounding world instantly beca blurry and fantastical.

Colors as if seeping out from the void, viscous to the point of making one feel nauseous.

An intangible, colorless, tasteless “disease” spread all around, turning into ominous black patterns that gradually erged on Erinyes’s body—just as His daughter, the dicine Celestial Marshal, reigned over dicine and poison, He too wielded the power of disease.

During their conversation, Akpolis had already administered the poison.

And at this mont, she had begun to succumb to its effects.

But Erinyes showed no reaction whatsoever.

——Even if she herself was attacked, even if she were killed, so what?

The lord’s purpose would still be fulfilled.

You still can’t protect them!

Facing the wailing storm that seed about to destroy everything, Akpolis had no reaction, as if he had given up resisting.

He rely maintained the spreading epidemic in the air, his entire being gradually turning into a stone sculpture.

But just as this Akpolis beca completely still, another “Akpolis” suddenly appeared!

——That was the true form of “Akpolis”!

“Finally, I’ve caught up.”

A young and vibrant voice sounded.

Not the ceremonial incarnation dispatched for hosting the ritual, but the Angel Envoy’s true form, the sa as Erinyes!

But this Akpolis was not the stooped, old man who needed both hands on a staff to walk wobbly.

Akpolis now had the body of a man in his twenties or thirties.

His eyes were bright and focused, his muscles bulged to perfect proportions.

His body was covered in shiny black scales with a sturdy tail.

He looked more like a dragon standing upright than the Lizardfolk.

At this mont, He was not holding the snake staff but had empty hands.

——This was the “Youth Regaining Elixir,” one of the three “Supre Triad Elixirs” mastered by Akpolis!

The real Akpolis was actually this young.

Because He had already consud the three drugs He developed, breaking through the triple barriers of life, ti, and fate, completing the sublimation beyond mortals!

Resuscitation, rejuvenation, and…

Suddenly a pair of dragon wings burst from Akpolis’s back.

His body continued to swell, and the snake scales gradually transford into dragon scales.

——Eternal youth and immortality!