Throne of Magical Arcana 762 Cunningness

Suddenly, the gold trident flew up, as if somebody was holding it. Then, a hand that was full of black scales appeared on the body of the trident, covered in a fire that was releasing the stench of sulfur.

The knuckles of the hand, which seemed to be wearing a glove of flames each, had a pale bone spur. On every spur, evil and complicated patterns had been engraved. In the meantime, the long, pale fingernails were like swords of death and destruction, giving the feeling that they could destroy everything to whoever saw it.

As the hand appeared, a fuzzy shadow gradually appeared in the air behind. It was dozens of meters tall, and the black wings behind it completely enshrouded where the palace was at. The gloom of death emerged.

It had two horns on its head, which looked like those of a goat. Emitting the most evil, horrifying, and formidable air, it made the hollow around both real and illusionary. Countless volcanoes were rising, magma was bursting out, dark smoke was popping up, and tsunamis that could've destroyed countries were raised inside the blue ocean one wave after another.

In the meantime, the ever-burning world, the gigantic chasm whose bottom could not be seen, the silent plain that was covered in snow, the stinky rotten swamp, and the other planes of hell became clear. It seemed that all nine floors of hell had arrived here.

Evil, cold, and distant songs came from the top of the dark river that meandered across the nine floors of hell, making Aglaea, Lucien, and Natasha feeling so empty that their lives seemed to have approached the end. They couldn't wait to join the army of death.

The nine floors of hell, a graveyard of the dead that was entirely different from the World of Souls and an evil land controlled by the devils!

Except for the believers of devils, no creature would like to fall into hell after death, because they would either end up as the food for the devils or disperse into nothingness, leaving the evilness in their heart to integrate with the "origin" of the hell to give birth to new devils.

Since the War of Dawn, it had been the first time that the Lord of Hell arrived almost completely without being suppressed by the main material world!

However, his head was still obscure, and the only thing clear was his crimson eyes, which seemed to contain eternal mockery. His legs weren't real either, and they were, in fact, two strong legs of a murloc, with deep blue films among the toes. It seemed that although most of his strength had arrived, he would not be able to arrive completely in person if he intended to reach steadily. Otherwise, the body of Harex couldn't support him too many times. Therefore, although the Lord of Hell was as strong as a demigod right now, he was not in his strongest state.

Raising his gold trident, he let out the most evil and desecrating voice. Immediately, the Blue Key on Emperor's Grasp shivered and became much gentler. Vague splashes of water could be heard. Influenced by that, the Blue Gate lost the feeling of supremacy and released the hazy blueness, covering the enormous hollow.

Right at this moment, Lucien and Natasha suddenly let out a distant and obscure voice. "Regather!"

The two of them did not choose to "Regather" just now because they feared that the Lord of Hell was still around and that he would suppress them or disrupt them with the supernatural powers when they performed "Regather". Therefore, Lucien and Natasha chose to blink and fly backward, which was safer, while they observed and waited for the opportunity to escape.

When Maltimus showed up on the altar and raised the gold trident, both of them realized the danger and the opportunity. They activated "Regather" that was cast to themselves beforehand without any hesitation, attempting to reunite at home!

Two clusters of light glowed, and both of them disappeared. It was not until this moment that the hazy blueness began to spread out.

Neither of them paid any attention to Aglaea. Compared to the two of them who were only in level three and level one of legendary, she was not entirely helpless when faced with a demigod. Also, she had been standing at the edge of the hollow and could back off at any moment.

In front of a demigod who did not have an ultimate weapon like "God's Arrival", as long as a top legend was not stupid enough to fight the enemy the hard way, there would still be a good chance for them to resist a few minutes and look for an opportunity to escape. Also, after the status transformation, Aglaea was much stronger than before. She was almost as good as Douglas right now.

After activating "Regather", Lucien felt that he was trapped in a weird world that was both dark and bright. He lost all the senses on the outside world and felt that his body was piercing through a strange curtain in a strange way. After only one moment, fuzzy shadows of a magic tower seemed to have appeared before him. Some were horizontal, some were vertical, and some were twisted. They occupied his whole horizon.

Having used Regather many times, Lucien knew that it was the destiny of his journey. It was his Babel.

He was about to enter the magic tower when a gigantic hand that seemed to be wearing a fiery glove extended out of the background that was both dark and bright. The intense smell of sulfur surged into his nose, and the pale fingernails seemed to be cutting his body and his soul!

"He can do that?" In shock, Lucien felt that the magic power around had been completely shattered under the torment of the Lord of Hell's giant hand, and he was kicked out of the status of Regather!

Regather could be disrupted in such a way? No wonder the Lord of Hell did not prevent them from escaping through the legendary spells such as "Regather", but focused on activating the Blue Gate with Emperor's Grasp!

It was the first time that Lucien faced a real demigod. He was astounded by their level and their incredibleness that was way above legends.

The time and space around them changed, and blue water trembled below their feet. Hardly had Lucien and Natasha appeared when the fiery hand that was full of black scales extended out of nowhere and snatched the two of them. The terrifying air twisted the environment and gave the feeling that hell had arrived!

The pale fingers that represented death and destruction suddenly lengthened, and they cut Lucien's body like sharp swords.

The fingernails seemed plain, but Lucien had no doubt that as long as he was hit, both his body and his soul would return to the eternal silence. That was exactly the domination of demigods against those who were below the peak of legendary!

Right then, a mirror of complicated patterns appeared next to Lucien and blocked the pale fingernails precisely.

Crack.

The mirror, which seemed to contain a different world, broke without any struggle, but the pale fingernails were blown back a little bit!

The Abrupt Magic Reverse that Lucien cast earlier had never been consumed. So, it couldn't be more helpful at this moment. As the best reflection defense, even though it could only slightly stop the enemy, it was still powerful enough to send back the fingernails of the Lord of Hell.

Seizing the opportunity, Lucien solemnly said in the telepathic bond, "Shield of Truth!"

In the meantime, Lucien snapped his right hand and chanted, "Storm Barrier!"

The sky immediately turned dark, and the tides were surging. However, there was absolutely no sound in the thunderstorm. A lifeless vacuum covered the area and trapped the devilish hand as well as Lucien and Natasha.

Natasha had a tiny and neat black shield in her left hand. Her face was calm, and her eyes were focused. She did not consider anything beyond the battle, like what would happen if they failed or if the Shield of Truth was destroyed.

Ice appeared on the fiery hand, but it melted quickly before the hand snatched the Shield of Truth all of a sudden!

Illusionary ripples spread out on the black shield, blocking Lucien and Natasha in a different time and space.

Crack, crack, crack.

The surface of the shield that had beautiful patterns had deep dents one after another. The illusionary ripples were broken too.

That was exactly the might of demigods!

Lucien, who had passed the cooldown period during the short time, raised his right hand and declared solemnly, "Positron Cannon!"

The voice seemed to be from the foundation of matter and the quake of particles. It was strange but magnificent.

Cooperating with Lucien, Natasha recalled the Shield of Truth that was on the verge of destruction and flew backward the moment he cast the spell, running away from the center of the explosion. Then, she clutched Lucien's "Robe of Grand Arcanists" and pulled him backward.

Lucien did not really have a choice when he performed Positron Cannon from such a distance. It would be fine as long as he could resist the most intense wave of energy storm. After all, his appendix was still at home…

As Lucien flew backward with Natasha, darkness appeared outside of his right hand. As if a magnetic field was twisting the scene, countless nameless objects surged out of the void and gathered into fire-like electric currents, before they entangled into red pillars of light.

BAM!

In a soundless explosion, the pillar of light where fiery electricity was flowing was launched and hit the devilish hand, which had broken the defense of the Shield of Truth!

The scales on the gigantic hand were opened. Dark and cold, it seemed to be able to resist any attack.

When the Positron Cannon hit the dark scales, the world suddenly changed its color, turning from darkness to daylight.

Boom!

Unimaginable explosions echoed. Even the waves and the space beyond the vacuum shivered. The scales, which should've blocked the attack, reacted with the fiery pillar of light. So, the obliteration began, and their structure was destroyed.

The energy that was released was even more complete than a nuclear fusion that unleashed a hurricane that could destroy everything. The Storm Barrier was immediately destroyed.

The innate effects on Lucien's Robe of Grand Arcanists were activated one after another. "Magic Trigger", "Spell Sequencer", and other passive spells were all triggered.

Crack, crack, crack.

Lucien and Natasha blinked away in a series of cracks. Their faces were equally pale, and blood was flowing out of both of their mouths. Their clothes had been severely damaged too.

Having no time to remark on anything, Lucien dragged Natasha and jumped into his Atomic Universe. That was exactly the advantage of legendary sorcerers, who always had a shelter as long as they were not in places like near the Blue Gate or in the Realm of Gates.

After he reached Babel, Lucien simply activated the defense of the whole demiplane. It was entirely blocked.

It was not until this moment that they finally took a breath in relief. They were finally out of danger now. Demigods were indeed the best fighters.

"If we hadn't backed off in advance, and the legendary armor and the Robe of Grand Arcanists failed to block it…" Natasha was not entirely scared but remarked in fascination. She seemed to be quite curious about the level of demigods.

Lucien coughed and wiped the blood on his lips. "Let's inform Mr. President, Master, and Granny Hathaway. It is an important matter that the Lord of Hell has arrived. If the elven queen is not out of danger yet, we can go and save her. As a matter of fact, I feel that our escape was easier than I expected. I thought that we would have to use all our life-saving methods. However, as it turned out…"

Natasha nodded her head and said while being deep in thought, "I think that the Lord of Hell did not try his best. Maybe he was too busy dealing with the elven queen?"

Chapter end