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This part of the ruins had completely collapsed, and even affected by the battle just now, the remaining walls and rubble were already covered with tiny cracks.
It wasn't until he reached the end that he saw an extremely exquisite and luxurious chair, buried by the surrounding fallen stones, with only part of its back exposed.
On the wall to the left of the chair, on the section of wall that remained intact, was a fragmented mural depicting two figures facing each other.
The figure standing at a high place was treading on waves, with dark clouds above his head and storms covering his body. He had a relatively soft, more Eastern-looking silhouette, holding a long spear made of pure electric light, and behind him were surging, all-engulfing Berserk Sea waves.
Below him, facing him, was a male figure with a blurred face, wearing a simple white robe, with a glowing halo behind him, like a miniature Sun.
"Elf King Suahnia Solem and Ancient Sun God..."
Leyton murmured softly.
"This Elf King doesn't look crazy or irritable at all; he's actually quite handsome. As expected of elven ruins."
Klein sighed softly.
Following his spiritual intuition, he found a flattened golden goblet in a corner. At the bottom of the goblet was a line of Elvish text: "Calamity, Cohinem."
"What good person carves their name on a goblet for no reason? Too many identical cups, worried about taking the wrong one?"
Leyton approached from the side, complaining with a contemptuous tone.
"Uh, maybe that's just the elves' hobby."
Klein was stunned for a moment. For a moment, he actually thought what the other party said made a lot of sense. Who would engrave their name on a goblet for no reason?
Crash!
A sound like shattering glass suddenly rang out.
Leyton gazed up at the ruins, purple light flowing in his eyes. His gaze penetrated layers of obstruction and saw a huge three-masted ship covered in pure black appearing in the Spirit World above.
It had lanterns hanging on both sides, was nearly a hundred meters long, and had three pitch-black sails.
"Black Emperor..." Leyton's voice took on some heaviness.
His gaze fell on the bow of the Black Emperor, where a man stood, about one meter ninety tall, wearing a proportionally scaled-down spire crown and a black-and-silver-edged robe.
His face had hard lines, a relatively prominent forehead with wrinkles, a short black beard, and dark red light flowing in his deep black eyes. His gaze met Leyton's across the air.
A heavy, oppressive sense of majesty was transmitted through their gazes. Leyton felt his heart rate thump faster, and a sense of nervousness unconsciously crept into his heart.
Immediately, the light flowing in his eyes changed from purple to light blue, his rationality took the high ground, and he entered a state of absolute rationality, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.
"King of the Five Seas Nast! Was he attracted by the black emperor card?"
Klein heard Leyton's earlier murmur of "Black Emperor..." and his mood suddenly became heavy. The Convergence effect reacted so quickly? Was this King of the Five Seas himself nearby?
"The Black Emperor is the strongest and most top-tier ghost ship. It can also virtualize itself and roam the Spirit World."
Leyton explained briefly, then added:
"Integrate the scepter into your Spirit Body. If you encounter danger, end the descent directly."
Klein nodded lightly, then asked:
"Are you confident you can leave?"
"The one who can freely travel through the Spirit World is the 'Black Emperor', not the 'King of the Five Seas'. The Door Pathway is the Pathway where I have mastered the most Beyonder knowledge, besides the Sun Pathway."
Leyton said with great confidence.
Before he finished speaking, an uncontrollable fighting spirit suddenly surged in Leyton's heart, a fighting spirit that even his rationality couldn't suppress.
"Damn it!"
Just as he opened his mouth, Leyton immediately controlled his emotions, extended his right hand forward, and made a pulling motion backward. An invisible object was dragged out of the void by him and draped over his body.
The "Emperor's New Clothes" temporarily made him an nonexistent entity. Using this state to avoid the mental distortion imposed by the King of the Five Seas, he gradually calmed himself down.
He then raised his hand and sprinkled a shower of starlight, intercepting Klein, who had already rushed out a distance.
"Calm down!"
The voice carried a spiritual fluctuation that seemed to soothe the heart, and only then did Klein gradually regain his composure.
"Just now..."
"Sequence 3 level distortion, the black emperor card cannot help you exempt it."
"Just end the descent. I'm not good at dealing with this kind of distortion, and I can't take care of you."
Klein's words were interrupted by Leyton before he finished.
He nodded heavily, completely integrating the scepter into his Spirit Body, and then ended the descent. The figure in black armor and a crown stained with blood and rust suddenly disappeared.
Only a phrase remained: "Chant my name!"
As soon as Klein's figure disappeared, the faint blue light engulfing Leyton surged, and layers of dazzling starlight permeated, completely assimilating the surrounding ruins.
Then, he tilted his head slightly and opened his left palm diagonally upwards.
A layer of starlight spread, and the dome of the ruins suddenly dissipated. The barrier between the Spirit World and reality briefly disappeared, revealing the richly colored Spirit World above, and the huge three-masted ship covered in pure black.
Leyton clearly saw the "King of the Five Seas" standing at the bow of the ship, looking down at the bottom, looking down at himself.
He then raised his right hand, and a slowly rotating ball of stardust rapidly formed in his palm.
Stars appeared one by one, densely packed and dazzling. Under his will, these dazzling starlight surged towards the "Black Emperor..." towards the "King of the Five Seas" Nast.
Nast lowered his eyes, and as dark red light flowed, the distance between the two was distorted. The starlight surged, but it could not get close to the Black Emperor.
"There was another person just now. How did he leave?"
Nast's majestic voice ignored the distance between them and directly sounded in Leyton's ear.
"What do you want to do?"
Leyton responded casually.
Dazzling starlight swirled around him, flying away from his side, no longer targeting the Black Emperor and Nast, but casually darting around in the surrounding Spirit World.
"Hmph!"
Nast snorted. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the constantly darting starlight around him suddenly seemed to lose its sense of direction, becoming chaotic, and even showing signs of dissipating.
Can "Chaos" at the Sequence 3 level already cause the structure of Beyonder abilities to waver? ...If he went all out, my starlight would dissipate instantly due to structural damage.
Nast's majestic gaze swept across the ruins below. When he approached here just now, he felt an attraction from his own Pathway.
"The person who left, was he carrying a black emperor card? Or an angel-level item of this Pathway?"
His voice carried an irresistible majesty, making Leyton uncontrollably want to answer his question truthfully.
Just as he opened his mouth, a dense gray-white mist suddenly surged into his vision, and a deep red light rose, condensing into a tall angel with twelve pairs of pitch-black wings on his back.
The next moment, he was enveloped by layers of wings from this tall angel...
The gray fog in his vision quickly dissipated, and Leyton's slightly parted lips closed again. He calmed down again, and the thoughts that had almost been forgotten due to the distortion resurfaced.
Without hesitation, he chanted the honorific name of The Fool:
"The Fool who does not belong to this era; the Mysterious Ruler above the Gray Fog; the King of Yellow and Black Who Wields Good Luck."
After chanting softly once, he looked at Nast again.
He extended his right hand forward, rapidly condensing a long spear. The spearhead was carved with mysterious symbols, and the shaft resembled a branch.
The spear of sure hit, "Gungnir"!
The next moment, the long spear in his hand was thrown, and a scorching white trace, like a lightning bolt, appeared between him and Nast.
This trace seemed to cross an endless distance, constantly approaching Nast.
His eyes became a little serious. This long spear not only locked him as a target in both reality and mystical terms, but also grafted a segment of causality, a destined hit.
"Mysticologist?"
Nast murmured. This strange magic reminded him of the peculiar Mystical Reenactment that Bernadette was very good at using.
Even as a Frenzied Mage, he couldn't instantly distort and confuse the lock of this long spear on him.
Clang!
Nast moved his right hand slightly and flicked a gold coin.
The next moment, the white trace left by Gungnir in the air instantly bent, accurately hitting the gold coin, and then returned to his hand.
This is distorting the identity of himself and that gold coin. He cannot distort Gungnir's lock on him for a short time, but he can easily distort himself, allowing other things to be attacked in his place. Leyton narrowed his eyes slightly, making a guess in his heart.
"Whose peculiar Mystical Reenactment is this? Bernadette's, or Emperor Roselle's legacy?"
Nast's voice was still deep and majestic, as if it could make spirit bodies tremble, carrying an indescribable oppressive force, but it no longer had the Beyonder ability attached that distorted people's will.
Was it shielded by the angel's blessing? Or did he not affect me at all?
After a slight hesitation, Leyton chuckled and replied:
"You respect Roselle very much. If he knew, he would probably laugh heartily twice and say that this is his personal charm."
Nast's aura became more majestic and heavy. His words carried an indescribable, irresistible majesty:
"Has He not completely fallen yet? Or has He already revived?"
As he spoke, he extended his right hand forward and made a grasping motion.
Leyton found that even without Beyonder abilities acting on his mind, he still showed a hint of hesitation... He was already not far from becoming an angel.
Immediately, he felt that the structure and scale of the ruins he was in became chaotic in an instant, and even the starlight that assimilated the surrounding buildings inevitably became chaotic.
This huge ruin collapsed with a roar, extending from the outside inward, completely crumbling.
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