Chapter 1514 - 1060: What Are You Rushing For?

The black steam immediately turned into streams of air, frantically swallowed by the blue vortex of light.

The entire world trembled, causing the black steam to disappear quickly. Before long, it was absorbed completely by the blue vortex rising high into the sky, and the view was restored.

"Your Excellency!"

Beluti, who had been engulfed by the black steam and couldn’t see or hear anything, was somewhat worried. But upon discovering that the black steam was fully absorbed, she showed an expression of delight.

"Screech!"

Nue let out a long cry, retreating like a hero who had accomplished his mission, disappearing into a shadow. Even the black jade hound vanished, leaving only the white jade hound carrying Beluti as it swept away to the outside.

Meanwhile, the black sea formed by gathering night spirits churned even more furiously.

This time, it was because it couldn’t control itself, causing such a commotion.

Under the maddening effect of the greatest [Cang] in history, the astonishing gravitational force had shaken this black sea, causing it to uncontrollably rise into massive streams of water, which were absorbed by [Cang].

It was a movement so incredible it could shake the earth and mountains.

Each stream of water was several meters wide in diameter, much larger than a person.

Countless streams of water, uncontrollable, were sucked into the air with the churning of the black sea, looking as if numerous water tornadoes were rampaging, more terrifying than a storm at sea.

The astonishing gravitational force, under Reiger’s control, basically avoided only him and Beluti, who was carried by the white jade hound. Everyone else couldn’t escape the snare of gravity.

The same went for the dark abyssal followers.

"No!"

The scythe-wielding woman found she couldn’t escape at all. No matter how she struggled or charged forward, she would be drawn in by the gravity behind, bringing her closer and closer to the [Cang] in the sky, her face increasingly desperate.

As for the other abyssal followers, they were similarly striving to resist the gravitational force, using every possible means. Some used treasured artifacts or magical tools, some unleashed their magic power recklessly, and some even resorted to forbidden means, causing parts of their bodies to explode into force to strengthen themselves, attempting to escape the gravitational snare.

Unfortunately, all these efforts were in vain.

In the face of Reiger’s fully powered [Cang], it’s impossible for even a group of Lv.9 to break free, let alone a group of Lv.8.

With Reiger’s power output enhanced by [Curse Power Release], plus the augmentation of the development ability "Curse Binding," as long as he goes all out now, even the unparalleled super genius of the Gojo Family, Gojo Satoru, cannot surpass him in the power and effect of the [Limitless Curse Technique].

Resist his [Cang]?

At least, a being of the same level (Lv.9) as Reiger definitely won’t be able to do it unless they have some special means.

And obviously, even if the people from the Dark Relief Center have some special means, they can’t withstand Reiger’s [Cang].

After all, their level is lower than Reiger’s. Even if there are some special means, unless that ability transcends two whole levels to truly work, escaping Reiger’s [Cang] is impossible.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh...!"

Not long after, as several abyssal followers were drawn into the blue vortex of light, their cries of despair echoed.

Massive amounts of black steam and seawater were absorbed into the blue vortex, adding an unknown amount of mass to the vortex, leading mortals thrown in there to only one end—their bodies torn apart.

Even with some protective means, under the terrible gravitational tearing, they would soon shatter.

Seeing this, the scythe girl grew more desperate.

The dark figure struggled madly, roaring in his mind.

"It’s not over... It’s not over yet...!"

He even closed his eyes, allowing his consciousness to fly far away.

...

The Libion Duchy, on the border.

This is the city of Aurus, where Reiger had stayed not long ago.

Because Reiger had just left not long ago, the people of Aurus were still enthusiastically talking about the arrival of the savior, and everywhere one could hear their voices, filled with incredible joy and pride.

To them, the savior descending again upon the source after eleven thousand years was a joyous event worth celebrating worldwide, and that this savior came to them eagerly just days after descending made them even more excited and proud.

Thus, even though Reiger had left several days ago, the people of Aurus were still eagerly talking about what had happened then, eager for everyone to know about it.

However, among these voices, occasionally, the great event that happened in Aurus a few days ago would surface.

That event was the attack targeting Reiger at the manor.

The content of the attack, because it wasn’t disclosed, was something ordinary people naturally couldn’t know in detail.

However, due to the Dark Relief Center awakening the abyssal aura in many infected individuals before launching their attack, controlling them to attack the manor, the people still couldn’t avoid noticing that many familiar faces around them had inexplicably disappeared after the incident.

Even their family members, relatives, and close friends were suddenly taken away by official people, saying they needed to undergo physical examination.

This inevitably caused some panic among the people of Aurus, worried that something terrible had happened in their city, about to implicate them.

Amid this situation, on the very top layer of the mayor’s mansion, or rather, on the rooftop open-air terrace, the supreme commander most likely to become a saint in the Libion Duchy—Yarad Keset appeared there.

He was not alone in appearing here.

Beside him was a shadowy figure whose face could not be seen clearly.

The shadow looked somewhat eerie, like a mirage, not real at all, clearly not a physical entity but a phantom body.

This phantom body also looked very much like those magic shadows summoned by the dark forces, with no feet, no hands, like a scythe-less grim reaper, an autonomously moving black robe, chilling the heart involuntarily.

Yet, this chilling shadow was urgently calling out to Yarad.

"What are you hesitating about? Quickly initiate the ceremony!"

"As long as you initiate the Blood Sacrifice Ceremony, you can harness the power of the abyss and become a saint in one fell swoop!"

"Isn’t this what you’ve always wished for?"

"Now, with just a thought, this wish can be realized!"

Listening to the anxious words of the shadow, Yarad remained expressionless.

"It’s only been two days since I received the Blood Sacrifice Ceremony from your hands, wouldn’t you say?" Yarad said unhurriedly: "Only two days, I barely had time to set up part of the magic arrays in Aurus for the ceremony, to include the whole of Aurus in the ceremony would need more preparation time, let alone the entire Libion Duchy."

"Initiate the ceremony now?"

"It’s too early."

Hearing this, the shadow’s voice became even more anxious.

"It doesn’t matter, it’s enough." The shadow quickly said: "Even sacrificing only a tenth of Aurus’s population can grant you immense power, helping you overstep that line."

"Is that so?" Yarad looked at the shadow and said: "Only need a tenth of the population?"

"Exactly." The shadow affirmed: "Originally, you were only a hair’s breadth away from the saintly realm, this last sliver doesn’t require the entire Libion Duchy’s population as offerings."

"So, even if you’ve only set part of the array magic of the ceremony in Aurus, it will suffice."

"Now, initiate the ceremony."

"The sooner, the better!"

Listening to the shadow’s words, instead of being moved, Yarad’s eyes grew deeper.

"You’re in a hurry?"

Yarad murmured.

"What are you anxious about?"

With a single sentence, the shadow’s breath quickened.