When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 904: 274: The Legend of the Rose Cross Society

Chapter 904: Chapter 274: The Legend of the Rose Cross Society

The sailors on deck were all hypnotized by the Sea Bride’s singing, falling into a deep sleep that not even the gravest of injuries could rouse them from.

Only Professor Laximi, who was still struggling mightily against the urge to sleep, bore full witness to everything—

He saw Miss Aleister standing on deck, with that enigmatic butler right by her side.

Every ti the “butler” glanced over at Professor Laximi, he felt a faint threat of death… Without a doubt, the other had the ability to easily snatch away his life.

However, the butler currently held his hands behind his back, showing no intention to attack.

Because with a re wave of her hand, Miss Aleister had summoned an extrely terrifying Phantom Demon—

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It was wreathed in fearso flas, with a pair of bizarre and bewitching butterfly wings on its back. The eye-like patterns on its wings emitted lasers that could instantly dismber sea monsters of the Fifth Power Level!

Initially, Professor Laximi was still fervently resisting the tranquil call of sleep, so he couldn’t clearly see its exact appearance, only feeling its horror akin to that of a Demon King…

After the Phantom Demon severely wounded the Sea Monster, the abyssal magic that seed to drag him towards the depths within his mind also dissipated. As the Dusk Power filled his body, his mind gradually beca clear.

The instant he opened his eyes, he saw the scorching flas that seed to tear apart the night sky!

The heat from that blaze made even Professor Laximi, standing at least seven or eight ters away, feel dizzy and breathless from the intense heat. The air seed to be boiling, and just inhaling it made him feel a sharp pain deep in his lungs.

Had Professor Laximi, who had just awakened, not reacted imdiately, using Preservation Arts on himself to protect his internal organs… he would have likely suffered lung damage from the heat, unable to breathe properly.

And the Sea Monster, continually bombarded by that stream of flas, emitted painful cries of agony.

They were different from the previously imitated birdn’s singing—more like the sounds of whales or elephants.

Its body and the surrounding sea water evaporated under the strike of the fiery blast, steaming up in white clouds. Its original purple tentacles were now mostly transford into an appetizing red… Clearly, they were well cooked.

—Undoubtedly, this fiery assault inflicted massive, even life-threatening, damage to the “Sea Bride.”

When the mighty Sea Monster was grievously injured, it beca utterly frenzied!

The Dusk Power within it surged out, turning the surrounding sea surface into sothing like quicksand.

The dying Sea Monster stirred up vortexes, as countless waves rose up as if alive, towering from all directions.

Those were hundreds of ters high waves—countless waters entangled like a spider’s web, freezing into deep blue ice, anchoring the ship at the very center.

In the blink of an eye, a hemispherical prison of water was erected, blotting out the sun and sky.

—In an instant, the sea had frozen over.

The wave, filled with the power of the Dusk, converged at the peak. The towering crest turned into deep blue crystalline at the top—it was like the dripping stalactites of the sea, forming into a trendous spear of divine punishnt, like a Damocles’ sword crafted from crystal.

And when it completely solidified and revealed itself, the crystal exuded a strange radiance.

Like the multicolored glow of a rainbow, or the colorful world seen in an illusion. Its flamboyant colors did not conform to the laws of optics—even with the night sky so dark, and without any light cast upon the dark sea… yet those colors could directly imprint themselves on the retina, remaining even when the eyes were closed, spreading and extending in the mind like vines.

With a montum that threatened to shatter the bow of the ship completely, the demonic ice spire, even larger than the ship itself, plumted towards the vessel trapped in its watery prison—

In that mont, Professor Laximi felt the terror of imminent death.

The ship, which appeared as tiny as a child compared to the towering waves, stood no chance of resistance against that strike.

Professor Laximi distinctly sensed… that was a power of the Path of Dusk, purer and deeper than his own!

A spell of the Fifth Power Level of the Path of Dusk! The Sea Monster unleashed the strongest blow with all the corrupted souls it had accrued!

This was neither Necromancy nor Preservation Arts… but another sort of power of the Path of Dusk controlled only by the Sea Monsters, an extre cold force unattainable by humans or elves.

The mighty force from the Abyssal Celestial Envoy—

But at this mont.

Fully awakened by the fear of death, Professor Laximi saw the solitary and coldly beautiful Phantom Demon in black suddenly raising her right hand.

The golden-red fla that had been hovering in front of her also suddenly thickened and turned into a blazing white column of light, which began to cut slowly upwards with her motion.

The fla sliced through the sea, leaving behind a trail of hot, dense white vapor; the fla severed the ice-crafted spider web, thawing the steadily freezing ship trapped at its center; the fla split the Sea Monster in two vertically, and then kept going straight upwards—aiming for the soon-to-fall prism of icicles.

The spreading white steam rolled over the sea’s surface, even reaching the ship’s deck.

As it flowed past Professor Laximi, he could feel the lingering heat on his skin!

The next mont, the fla collided heavily with the ice Sword!

Perhaps they made so sound… But the wailing of the Sea Monster being completely severed echoed across the sea, even waking those sailors who had slipped into Sleep.

They opened their eyes just to see a column of fire that seed to penetrate and bind the heaven and earth together—and, atop the column, the giant ice Sword that kept shattering into pieces.

The scene was both fantastical and perilous, beautiful yet deadly.

Countless lting ice shards were dissolved by the Purification Fire; the tainted souls were transcended and purified—not white smoke but a rainbow-colored auroral curtain, like the Northern Lights, spread across the sky.

Even the passengers hiding in the cabin could look up through the shattered deck and witness this scene.

The curtain of water ford by the reverse waterfall dissipated, instead following its original path downward.

The small pieces of shattered ice fell like teor showers, following the original course of the water, deviating from the direction of the ship, lting away as they plunged into the sea.

From a distance, it looked like a heavy downpour further off, touched with the brilliance of a rainbow, and the dazzling charm of those colors was now gone. The curtain of water that originally trapped the ship, in turn, beca an umbrella shielding from the rain. Through the lens composed of water waves, the distorted and color-changing rainbow light created a surreal tapestry that one could only see in dreams.

And even so, when those curtains of water hit the sea, they still stirred up towering waves, causing the ship to shake violently.

However, the passengers this ti, were not as fearful as before.

Instead, there was a sense of relief like having survived a calamity.

Professor Laximi’s face, as cold as a dead man’s, now also showed fear and relief.

He looked in awe at the mighty Phantom Demon that, after unleashing a supre strike, shattered into Fla Butterflies and perched upon Miss Aleister’s ear.

—Without a doubt, this had to be a Summoned Beast that has reached the Fifth Power Level… or even close to the limit of the Fifth Power Level!

Only a fighter of this caliber could so easily dissolve the Sea Monster’s fatal strike!

At this mont, Professor Laximi suddenly saw a streak of extrely pure purple light.

That was from Miss Aleister’s eyes… a light of the Path that Laximi was very familiar with.

—That was the Light of Transcendence, emanating from a Transcender resonating with the Transcendence Path!

…Miss Aleister is a Transcender?

He was shocked.

Then it dawned on him—the deanor of that Phantom Demon, it didn’t seem like one tad or transford by the Path of Love. While Witches could also ta Familiars, they would certainly emit a light of resonance from the Path of Love when using their abilities.

…This purple glow, on the contrary, seed more like a contract had been signed with a Demon.

And “Miss Aleister”… or rather, Baroness Beyard, as a Fifth Power Level Son of the Moon, now in possession of a Fifth Power Level Phantom Demon servant powerful enough to crush a Fifth Power Level Sea Monster…

Professor Laximi suddenly thought of a legend.

It was a legend passed down within their Rose Cross Society—

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