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Chapter 424: Lanchi Truly Doesn't See Her as a Person
Chapter 424: Lanchi Truly Doesn't See Her as a Person
Phantom Poet noticed the magic card in Lanchi's hand. It had a unique texture that made it seem ethereal, and the flowing patterns on its surface pulsed with a lifelike heartbeat, as if hovering at the brink of tangibility. She began to understand why she didn't have any usable magic cards of her own. Even at the Eighth Rank, her soul space was in an unusual state that prevented her from binding any magic cards, whereas the one Lanchi held was clearly given to him by someone else.
"Do you think you can defeat me with someone else's magic card?" Phantom Poet was certain it was a summoning card, and not of a high rank. If her opponent dared to summon it, she could instantly cause an uncontrolled summon to go berserk. Moreover, even if she had weak combat strength, she could still pummel a low-rank summon to death with her fists.
"..." Lanchi's eyes held a look of reluctance, and he didn't respond. Instead, he opened his hand, and the magic card began to shine.
It was unlike ordinary magic cards; it resembled entangled spirals that separated as power was unleashed, gathering into a massive vortex. The runes surrounding the Maze Corridor were bent, attracted, and even torn apart by this vortex.
Once the vortex stabilized, a rift opened at its center, revealing its true form—a gigantic wolf. Temporal rift-like crimson runes encircled its pitch-black and profound body.
The red runes on the wolf's body resembled the power of creation, each one flashing and pulsing like a rift connecting to another dimension.
At the sight of the summoned beast, Phantom Poet scoffed contemptuously.
Although she couldn't immediately identify the wolf's specific attributes, as an Eighth-Rank Great Demon, how could she be obstructed by a mere Fourth-Rank summon?!
However, the next second, as the giant wolf's claw viciously swiped at her, Phantom Poet, who had intended to crush it instantly, let out a piercing shriek of pain.
In the moment of contact with the giant wolf, her eyes were filled with terror as she felt her arm about to be ignited and melted.
"It hurts so much!!!"
Phantom Poet clutched her arm, wanting nothing more than to flee.
But the wolf's body was too massive, and its claw had already slammed down, pinning her to the ground.
"No! It hurts so bad!!!"
She struggled to escape, but beneath the nuclear fusion wolf's giant claw, her back was constantly being burned and melted, causing her to howl in agony.
"Ah, you probably don't even know that apart from being a living being, you also possess the attributes of a summon." Lanchi walked up to Phantom Poet and looked down at her pitifully, his voice filled with sorrow.
He never imagined that one day he would have to fight a deadly battle with the Great Poet.
"What...what are you trying to do?" Gray-haired Poet's voice trembled, and tears squeezed out from her tightly closed eyelids, her sobs becoming more and more incoherent.
"I can only tearfully exempt you from this trial." Lanchi wiped the corner of his eye and averted his gaze as he spoke.
He knew that the Great Poet, a cunning demon, was shedding crocodile tears, and that he must not be swayed by her display of emotion or he would make a fatal mistake.
The gray-haired Great Poet struggled to lift her head, feeling that the person before her was especially terrifying. Even though his demonic voice had a much weaker effect on her emotions, and he hadn't even removed his mask, she still felt extreme fear at this moment.
"I... I was wrong, please stop!"
The rapid breathing of the gray-haired Great Poet seemed to devour her fragile courage, her voice gradually weakening until it was barely audible, leaving only intermittent sobs.
"Please spare me... I really was wrong!"
But Lanchi remained silent. The nuclear fusion wolf opened its massive jaws, and the Phantom Great Poet was forcibly twisted and sealed, eventually transforming into a magic card imprinted with pitch-black petals.
In just a moment, this card, which should not have existed in this world, disappeared and merged back into the negative fifth-layer maze's barrier magic.
As the Phantom Great Poet was sealed away and completely vanished, the corridor echoed with a thunderous roar.
Black clouds and deep blue lightning gathered, enveloping the figure with black hair and green eyes.
At the center of the maze corridor, the once-steady barrier magic began to ripple, as if some mysterious rule had been triggered to set all of this in motion.
The frequency of the flashing runes on the surrounding walls increased, cloaking them in a layer of illusory mist.
An immense amount of magic power gathered in the air. This power not only carried a similar pulse to 【Doomed Battle of Hopelessness】 but was also deeper and more awe-inspiring, resembling the primordial power of the Great Demon World.
A deep blue aura formed around the black-haired, green-eyed Great Poet, and magic power gathered and weaved in the air. At the same time, deep blue lightning and swirling black fog abruptly rushed into her forehead.
The magic power continued to intensify and take form, and everyone else on the level of the maze corridor felt a sense of oppression.
Something unexpected seemed to have occurred on the negative fifth layer.
Throughout this process, the Great Poet was protected by an invisible force, and the surrounding space formed an isolated domain.
After a few breaths, the lights and magic rapidly contracted, finally converging on the Great Poet's forehead and forming a deep blue imprint—
【Mark of Hopelessness】
【Category: Soul Imprint】
【Grade: Orange Epic】
【Attribute: Undead】
【Class: 1】
【Passive Effect: All summons and familiars gain a slight boost.】
【Note: Recognition of the Hopeless Satia.】
The Great Poet's closed eyes finally opened slowly, and her gaze remained as calm as ever.
In just an instant, several semi-transparent, overlapping lights and shadows flickered through the depths of her pupils.
Those were the three imprints he had obtained, now connected and combined into a completely different magic circuit.
And the demonic aura within him truly transformed; this change was especially pronounced as he opened his eyes, and even the Great Poet's body, occupied by his soul, exhibited the characteristics of a Great Demon.
However, soon enough, the Great Demon's aura was once again concealed by illusion magic.
"Without the ancestral land trial or the recognition of the current Demon King, will I become a 'Nameless Great Demon'?"
Lanchi mused aloud as he sensed the changes.
For the demon tribe, a "Nameless Great Demon" was itself a taboo existence. The danger posed by a Great Demon that even the demon tribe was unwilling to recognize was often greater than that of a regular Great Demon.
Being nameless meant he couldn't bestow name imprint titles on other demons; otherwise, he was no different.
However, the reason he would become a Nameless Great Demon was mainly due to the times; it wasn't an inherent problem with him—he had always preferred to follow the established system.
(End of Chapter)
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