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Chapter 840: The End After Meeting Frey (Part 2)
Chapter 840: The End After Meeting Frey (Part 2)
She unexpectedly heard Sigrid's situation through Abigail's communication device.
Houbelia could sense that Sigrid cared deeply about her well-being.
Since Sigrid was so determined to speed up and defeat Marquis Heritiera, Houbelia couldn't afford to hold her back. She must not lose to Ulysses first.
At this moment, Houbelia had fully unleashed the power within her, surrounded by deep purple mist, and her physical qualities had surpassed her original limits.
Marquis Ulysses, the Tenth Ancestor, was determined to win the overall battle, even if it meant recalling the blood bears from the Annihilation Palace and the blood eagles from the western camp. He couldn't completely let go of controlling the blood snakes deep within the Abyssal Palace.
Duke Rahal, the Third Ancestor, and Marquis Heritiera, the Seventh Ancestor, had been entrusted with guarding the Abyssal Palace by Marquis Lanclos Saint Anastasius. All other tasks were secondary, and compared to guarding the Abyssal Palace, they were insignificant.
This was precisely why Marquis Ulysses, unable to exert his full strength, felt even more enraged.
"Let's see how long you can last!" Marquis Ulysses' face darkened, and blood-red mana surged around him. He unleashed fierce attacks on Houbelia, each move ruthless, aiming to tear the audacious scorpion-tailed succubus to shreds.
"I'll hold on until my companions emerge victorious!" After seeing Sigrid, Houbelia also sensed a subtle discord within her.
Sigrid had secretly shown her kindness, Tata had told her.
She couldn't pinpoint the reason.
But even setting aside everything else, Sigrid had saved her mother and was their family's benefactor.
If she survived today, she would definitely have a good talk with the Tyrant Bishop.
Perhaps they could truly weather the storm together, like sisters, and smile in the spring breeze.
...
Abigail observed the two battlefields from the camp.
"It's still not enough," she clenched her fist and pounded the mechanical workbench beside her.
The situation had become a gamble for both sides.
Abigail was certain that Houbelia's state was a result of her extraordinary power, and she couldn't maintain it for long.
The purple veins beneath her skin became more active, and each time they surfaced, dark blood oozed from the corners of Houbelia's mouth.
Most of Houbelia's injuries were not caused by Marquis Ulysses but by her body's backlash from the toxin's erosion, threatening to collapse her body.
Even though Marquis Ulysses' true body wasn't that strong, it still possessed immortality. Houbelia could only stall him, with no chance of defeating him.
"How's Sigrid doing?" Ran Chi's voice maintained contact with Abigail.
"Your suggestion was effective, but the problem is that Marquis Heritiera is a vampire. If she were a human astrologer or a demonic astrologer, Sigrid might have defeated her faster. Vampires inherently have much stronger physiques than other races." Abigail said resentfully.
"Now it's a 30-70 split, a test of willpower between Houbelia and Marquis Heritiera." Abigail's expression grew more bitter and unbearable.
Houbelia was mortal, while Heritiera Marquis was an immortal being.
Even if their side won, Houbelia was very likely to die.
"..."
Lan Chi fell silent for a long time.
Abigail couldn't discern Lan Chi's emotions at this moment.
She only knew that since arriving at Blood Moon City, she hadn't heard Lan Chi remain silent for so long.
"Houbelia, you can't die. Just hold on a little longer, I will make sure you win..."
Finally, Lan Chi's voice came through, as if he was sending his last communication to Houbelia, whispering a prayer, and making his most important promise as always.
"..."
Abigail and Cat Boss quietly watched the battlefield footage. On the screen, Houbelia seemed to hear Lan Chi's muttering.
But the determined smile on her face made her intentions clear.
She wasn't afraid to die.
"She can't die" was the primary condition before, because if she died, Duke Rahal would control Duke Migaya, and they wouldn't be able to reach Blood Moon City or continue fighting the Vampires.
Now, she was no longer afraid.
Even if she died today, as long as she could defeat Duke Rahal and Blood Moon City, it would still be a victory for their side.
"Houbelia! Don't gamble with your life! Your victory condition is to come back alive!"
Abigail grabbed the earpiece, clenching it tightly, and barked at her with the commander's tone.
Houbelia was fighting desperately to protect their camp, the Annihilation Palace, and to ensure the victory of everyone else, so she was giving her all against Marquis Ulysses.
She was used to directing and indulging in her whims, but at this moment, facing a fate she couldn't control, she felt utterly powerless.
"Meow..."
Cat Boss's eyes were filled with tears as he stared at the screens showing Sigrid and Houbelia's sides.
He feared that a winner would be decided soon.
He couldn't accept Houbelia losing first.
At the most critical moment of deciding the victor, he couldn't offer any help.
He could only stay in the camp as the Springwater Commander.
If there was a chance, he would rather face danger and go to the front lines to help Houbelia.
"Huxuwongwong..."
Some static came through the communication channel.
"Wait."
Abigail covered her earpiece amidst the tremors and chaos on the ground.
"Lan Chi, are you using Sacred Communication Magic to contact me?"
Abigail realized it wasn't the communication channel but her Ultra Long Range Communication Program-2 that had rung.
If it wasn't Lan Chi, the only one with the leisure to communicate from within Blood Moon City, then it could only be Red Falcon Nicola from Brillada.
Abigail took out her Sacred Communication Magic card, and together with Cat Boss, they looked at it. They were both surprised.
On it was Ultra Long Range Communication Program-9, which had initiated a communication on the public channel.
"Number Nine, what do you want from me?"
Abigail, despite her reservations, connected with Number Nine.
Number Nine, who had never shown himself before, was now taking the initiative to contact them. Perhaps he could come down and help them.
"Leave it to me."
Number Nine marked a location, heading there, and briefly conveyed his message before hanging up.
Abigail stared blankly at the coordinates displayed on the public channel.
This wasn't the Brillada city area.
Instead, it was the underground Blood Moon City, where they were.
She looked towards the southern view provided by the mechanical messenger.
Just now, no one had noticed, but on the mini-map, there was a strange figure that flashed by at high speed from the shadows.
Not only had it evaded all observations of their assault team, but it was also within the blind spot of the Vampires' vision.
Now, it was very close to the Abyssal Palace.
"Lan Chi, there's a strange guy here, it seems to be Number Nine, and he's also in Blood Moon City."
Abigail urgently contacted Lan Chi.
Her heart was pounding fiercely.
Currently, apart from herself, the most relaxed person was Lan Chi, who could spare some attention to analyze the situation.
The situation couldn't afford any more changes!
"Check this guy's current location."
Lan Chi's voice also sounded surprised.
Abigail could only try to share the situation captured by the mechanical bird with Lan Chi.
Her brain was already a bit overclocked.
Just as Houbelia had endured the Blood Eagle's attack, it had paused for a moment, unable to continue attacking her camp's barrier and Barton. Now, another variable with unclear intentions had appeared.
On the screen,
The southern side of Blood Moon City, in the ethereal void, the Abyssal Palace was shrouded in a layer of hazy mist.
Suddenly, a tall and slender figure silently emerged from the fog, appearing like a ghost in this bizarre and fantastical world.
He had a tall and muscular build, with his muscles visible beneath his shirt.
As he walked, countless shadows gathered behind him, clinging and merging with his body.
Gradually, his figure completely disappeared into the shadows, like an illusion, a ghostly presence that was hard to grasp.
Only the sunglasses half-resting on the bridge of his nose revealed a pair of deep and cold purple eyes, like two stars burning in the dark night.
The man stared intently, his gaze fixed on the unfathomable Abyssal Palace.
The next moment, he leaped into the air, his body instantly soaring, like an arrow released from a bow, piercing the dark sky.
The suspended architecture beneath his feet quickly passed by, with gravity and inertia rendered meaningless here.
As he ran, the ever-changing landscape of Blood Moon City continued to shift, surreal and vast.
Tilted towers, intricate corridors, and crisscrossing staircases all flashed by his side, forming phantoms and afterimages that constantly reassembled.
And his target was the deepest and darkest corner of Blood Moon City—the direction of the Abyssal Palace.
His gaze intensified.
From the moment he appeared, he no longer concealed his speed, leaping towards the southern Abyssal Palace!
Westside Camp.
"Holy meow, isn't that Frey?"
Cat Boss recognized the figure on the screen, and he was racking his brain to understand why Frey would appear here!
"Frey..."
Lan Chi was also stunned.
The last time they saw Frey was before they went to the Northern Continent. Frey had told him at Ekkrite Academy that even werewolves might have an effect on him.
When they returned to the Southern Continent, Frey had already gone missing, and the Ekkrite Academy's student council members who were close to Frey had also been briefly investigated by the Herton Kingdom's security department.
Even after extensive inquiries, Lan Chi and Houbelia could only learn from Student Council President Monaste that Frey might have accepted the graduation challenge with a wager offered by the Knight Academy's Dean, Sphintos, and then disappeared.
"This guy... is the First Regiment of the Capital Garrison Command, Colonel Macrae."
After some thought, Abigail realized the answer.
She said she was sure she had seen this man somewhere before.
"No, this guy is Frey, and he's Lan Chi and Houbelia's companion! He's also a top-notch stringer."
The Cat Boss shook his head.
Upon closer thought, the only connection between Alyxia and Frey was that one time in the Shadow World, at the Cathedral of Evil, where they had met, and Frey had ultimately killed the Ultimate Hunter who destroyed the Saintess.
Since Alyxia chose to believe in Lan Chi, she also took a gamble, trusting Frey, whom Lan Chi had believed in the Shadow World.
So perhaps when Frey came to the Kreth Empire and met Princess Alyxia, she decided to give him the Sacred Communication Magic Card of Number 9, considering him a dangerous companion with potential risks!
"Is this man very powerful?"
Abigail looked at the map in astonishment.
"He and Lan Chi are like a dragon and a phoenix."
The Cat Boss, seeing the long-awaited appearance of both Lan Chi and Frey, felt completely relieved.
...
Blood Mist Void.
Marquis Ulises the Tenth Ancestor retrieved more power from the Blood Eagle and Blood Bear, and in an instant, he could easily handle Houbelia.
"Hahahaha, is it almost over?"
He laughed with delight.
Watching the Scorpion-Tailed Succubus constantly coughing up blood and desperately looking for an opportunity to ambush, he felt cheerful.
This battle posed no threat to him at all.
But for the Scorpion-Tailed Succubus, every second was a torment of enduring death, pain, and poison.
Seeing her struggling, she was even more enjoyable than the circus clown girl.
Initially, he had planned to process the Duchess in a more artistic way, but now, he only felt that tearing up and destroying this inferior work that didn't catch his eye was the most enjoyable thing.
Suddenly.
Marquis Ulises's figure came to a halt.
His eyes became empty.
His will traveled through space and arrived at the summoned Blood Serpent in the center of the Abyssal Palace.
"Wait, what?"
He felt that someone had intruded into the Abyssal Palace.
If one followed the intricate and endless paths of the Abyssal Palace downwards, through countless twists and turns like a maze, they would reach the depths of the Abyss beneath Blood Moon City.
At the darkest end of the Abyss, a bizarre and magnificent palace stood silently, like a massive boulder embedded in the rock wall.
Passing through the heavy stone gate, there would be a winding spiral staircase leading to the unknown.
A male figure rushed into the deepest part of the Abyssal Palace at an astonishing speed and arrived at the Altar Plaza.
His gaze was fixed on the pitch-black crystal in the center of the altar, where a black-haired man with a noble demeanor and a weary face was trapped within, asleep and unawakened.
Encircling the altar was a colossal Blood-Colored Giant Python, its hideous scales flashing with terrifying red light, as if capable of devouring the heavens and the earth.
It was guarding this black crystal, blocking anyone from rescuing the man inside.
"Withered Son!"
The Blood Serpent spoke Ulises's words.
"..."
Frey rushed forward without hesitation, heading straight for the black crystal. He flung off the obstructive coat from his body, blocking the Blood Serpent's line of sight.
In his hand, he held a crystal-clear liquid blood essence, concentrating all his strength and smashing it into the black crystal. A buzzing sound echoed as the essence penetrated the crystal's surface, instantly causing a thousand waves of turbulence. The entire crystal trembled violently, ripples appearing on its surface, and the sealing barrier began to crack.
"Withered Son, what are you doing?!"
The Blood Python, seeing this, became furious. Its crimson eyes shot out fierce flames.
It opened its mouth full of venomous fangs, emitting a roar that pierced through the Abyss. The howl was mixed with hisses, carrying the breath of the Blood King's toxic fire.
The giant python rushed towards Frey, its massive body like a moving blood-colored mountain range, as fast as lightning, determined to stop Frey from further damaging the crystal.
Frey stood firmly in his original position, waiting for the python's charge.
Just as the python was about to collide with him, Frey suddenly leaped, and the python's massive body passed beneath him, brushing against his toes as it roared past, slamming into the black crystal and shaking it violently.
Frey landed on the other side of the altar, wasting no time, gathering all his strength and punching the crystal with the force of thunder.
One strike, two strikes, three strikes... Frey's offense was relentless like a storm, his fists colliding with the crystal, creating a series of deafening roars.
"Withered Son! You good-for-nothing! You're stealing!"
The Blood Python pounced on Frey again, and this time, Frey knew he couldn't dodge it. Instead, he faced the python's venomous fangs head-on, the sharp teeth barely piercing his back, and blood gushed out immediately.
But Frey paid no heed, focusing on swinging his fists to dismantle the black crystal.
The python's attacks became more fierce, constantly slamming into Frey, its scales cutting his skin like knives, and its fangs scraping his body, causing blood to spatter.
Frey, with his purple eyes burning, was completely unaware. He seemed to have an invincible armor, and Ulises could only hurt him but couldn't push him away from the black crystal.
"What is Frey doing?"
Lan Chi asked Abigail.
He hadn't expected the long-missing Frey to be here, meeting them.
But their cooperation was often like this; if they trusted each other as the strongest, they would surely meet at the node of ultimate victory, even without keeping an eye on each other!
"Frey is stealing the tower!"
Abigail hugged the Cat Boss and replied.
"Is he going to steal it, meow?"
The Cat Boss trembled with tension.
It hadn't expected the situation to shift from the stalemate between Heritiera and Sigrid, Houbelia and Ulises, to the sudden appearance of Master Lei, a thief, on the map.
“Believe in him! Let Houbelia hold back Ulises's main body, don't let Ulises return!”
Lan Chi immediately commanded Abigail.
The Scene in the Abyssal Palace -
Frey, like an unstoppable combat machine, relentlessly bombarded the black crystal, disregarding all else.
His fists, adorned with arm armor akin to the Thunder God's embrace, mercilessly pounded the crystal.
Each strike elicited a shower of debris and delicate spider-web-like cracks. The high-density anti-magic crystal wailed under his relentless physical assault, teetering on the brink of collapse.
The Blood-Colored Giant Python roared thunderously. However, as the python's fangs and crimson tendrils savagely tore at Frey's body, Frey remained unmoved, transforming into a steel sculpture firmly rooted in place.
Ulysses realized the situation had taken a dire turn.
"Withered Son, you traitor!"
He must return, return at all costs!
Houbelia seemed to have received some instruction, desperately blocking his physical body from returning to the Abyssal Palace.
Ulysses, now fighting on two fronts, had no choice but to focus all his mental energy on the depths of the Abyssal Palace to deal with Colonel McCrae.
The worst part was that the Withered Son truly possessed the Blood Moon Essence!
When Countess Seibel and the Withered Son colluded to steal the central defense key of the South Vantina Territory, the Withered Son's condition was to help him ascend to the 7th Rank.
Only blood clans of the 7th Rank and above could refine the Blood Moon Essence, which could create minions and possessed both the [Regeneration] and [Link] attributes. It was also an excellent material for a 7th Rank breakthrough in regeneration.
Due to the potential for engraving failure, the blood clans had agreed to provide him with multiple backups.
This guy was said to have succeeded on his third attempt, but it now seemed that his previous failures were feigned, and he had privately kept the Blood Moon Essence given to him by the blood clan.
The vitality of a 7th Rank werewolf was such that even enduring the python's relentless biting wouldn't kill him anytime soon.
Additionally, this individual was considered exceptional among the werewolf clans known to Ulysses ten thousand years ago, and his strength was already exaggerated, not to mention his seemingly inexhaustible stamina.
"Withered Son, AAAAAAAAAH!"
Marquis Ulysses, the Tenth Ancestor, was as anxious as an ant on a hot stove,
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
He screamed in rage, unable to stop Frey, whose eyes were solely focused on the crystal.
Frey's vitality was astonishing, but as the python targeted his skull with its tearing attacks, his body gradually slowed down.
Blood gushed from countless wounds, and the sound of breaking bones filled the air. The excruciating pain from ruptured organs finally caused the python to knock him away.
However, Frey's expression remained unchanged. He ignored Marquis Ulysses, gathering his remaining strength in his fist and delivering a final blow to the black crystal.
His eyes were fixated solely on the crystal.
The cracks on the black crystal became denser, but they hadn't yet penetrated deep enough to reach the center where Duke Migaya resided.
"It's going to be stolen!"
Abigail exclaimed excitedly.
"You can't steal it, meow!"
Cat Boss was on the verge of tears in his anxiety.
Frey would die first; he didn't have enough time!
Marquis Ulysses had already used all his strength to empower the summoned beasts of the Abyssal Palace.
At this moment, Frey's life force had plummeted to an extremely low level.
His body was riddled with wounds, blood gushing out, and his breathing was weak and rapid.
"You can't do this! You despicable thief!"
The Blood-Colored Giant Python, controlled by Ulysses, roared in victory, relief, and survival, its crimson tendrils drawing deadly arcs in the air, aiming straight for Frey's throat.
As Frey was struck by this fatal blow, both Abigail and Cat Boss instinctively closed their eyes, unable to bear the sight.
Frey's body suddenly burst forth with a blinding radiance, like a dazzling sun, illuminating the entire Abyssal Palace.
His skin, muscles, and bones all transformed into crystal-clear, translucent crystal, emitting an unyielding divine power.
The Blood-Colored Giant Python's attacks slammed into Frey's crystal-like body, producing a chilling creaking sound, yet unable to move him an inch.
Frey's life force also soared at this moment, rapidly recovering from the brink of death to his peak condition.
"..."
Marquis Ulysses was dumbfounded. He had never imagined that this werewolf, who had been on the verge of death, could still recover his full strength.
And Frey, at this moment, continued to focus all his attention on the black crystal.
He swiftly struck the crystal with punch after punch, his fists carrying the force of a hurricane, even stronger than before.
"This is the [Eternal Crystal Tears] that Ran Chi once used to trade with Frey for the [Wolf King's Heart]..."
Cat Boss had heard Houbelia mention this card!
[Eternal Crystal Tears]
[Category: Equipment Card]
[Grade: Orange Epic]
[Rank: 4]
[Attributes: Enhancement/Regeneration]
[Effect: After equipping this necklace, the more buffs and debuffs you have, the higher the damage reduction and attribute enhancement you receive. When receiving fatal damage, it is immune, and you recover to full health. Cooldown: 30 days. Cannot stack with other damage reduction or fatal damage immunity card effects.]
[Note: On the fifth night, everyone was dead, and the Sun Son would never see the dawn again. The wolf gave him its heart, and the witch gave him her blood. Seeing the one who returned from hell, this time, it was Viscount Augustin's turn to feel fear.]
This [Eternal Crystal Body] was meant for the Sun Son, but this time, the Sun Son and the Wolf King exchanged powers.
Thus, Ran Chi obtained the Wolf's sealing power, the [Nuclear Fusion Wolf].
And Frey gained a second life.
Marquis Ulysses had completely lost hope.
After finally defeating the self-destructing werewolf, he discovered it was in full health again.
"Withered Son, you motherfucker, are you even human? Withered Son, you damn well steal for a lifetime!"
Marquis Ulysses shouted hoarsely.
Accompanied by the last roar.
The sound of shattering crystal became denser, and the entire Abyssal Palace trembled. The black crystal expanded, and the cracks shattered.
The pitch-black crystal turned into countless fragments, scattering like rain, and Duke Migaya, who was sealed within, fell like he was in zero gravity.
“Meow meow!”
Abigail and Cat Boss looked at each other in excitement outside the scene.
They conveyed the latest battle situation to all the assault team members—
“Yes, yes!”
“He has it—the Eternal Crystal Body!”
(End of Chapter)
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