Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master

A short-lived Demon Lord would never leave his name behind even in the Abyss, let alone in Anril. Lin Li and Cheyenne were now facing a legendary Demon Lord well-known in Anril, Lord Marther who was from the 50th level of the Abyss.

In the Endless Abyss, a general law applied. The Demon Lords that were closer to the bottom were stronger, while those on the higher levels tended to challenge the ones on the lower levels because they thought that they were powerful enough to do so. Of course, such challenges had rarely been successful. It seemed that the lower levels of the Abyss were more environmentally helpful for the demons.

Lin Li didn’t know whether the legend was true or not. However, he could clearly feel that the oppressive aura coming from the Demon Lord Marther was stronger than that of the Lord of Souls. However, as the ruler of the 50th level of the Abyss, why did the Demon Lord Marther show up here? Or have we somehow arrived on the 50th level?

All of a sudden, a possibility popped up in Lin Li’s mind, and he turned to glance at Cheyenne before the two of them chorused, “Damn it, the Seven-Realm Spiral!”

What truly shocked Lin Li and Cheyenne was not the powerful and formidable Demon Lord Marther, but the location and circumstances of their encounter with him.

It was undoubtedly shocking; the High Elves were indeed shrewd and ruthless. They did not let the level-25 Orderly Maze go to waste at all. They actually further set up a level-25 spell, the Seven-Realm Spiral.

To Lin Li and Cheyenne, a level-21 Legendary-mage was worlds apart from level-25, the Sanctuary-realm. However, they were not completely clueless about the magic of the Seven-Realm Spiral, because it had an extraordinary significance to all Legendary-mages.

The Seven-Realm Spiral was not just a spell, but also a Magical Domain which was powerful beyond the imagination of a Legendary-mage. When a mage stepped into the Legendary-realm and began to touch the Rule Power, he would master the Rules and make the power his through insight into Rule Power. However, compared to the Rules used by the Seven-Realm Spiral, the mastery of the Rule Power that the Legendary-mages had was nothing.

Contained in the Seven-Realm Spiral was a domain that only a powerhouse of the Sanctuary-realm could enter. Not only was there the usage of Rule Power, there was also a change in Rule Power. It was the godly domain that created and ruined everything. It could be said that the Magical Domain of the Seven-Realm Spiral was what all mages pursued.

If the Legendary-mage’s knowledge and mastery of the Rules was considered to be the first step of literacy, the Seven-Realm Spiral would be a pompous, articulate, and beautiful essay that was not just made up of a pile of words, but a whole world created by the author. This world would then be what gave those words a new and different meaning.

Every mage who had ever dreamed would see the Seven-Realm Spiral as his ultimate holy grail. Just like everyone who learnt to become literate would dream of using these words to compose a complete article, mages wanted to fulfil their dreams too.

Therefore, even though the Seven-Realm Spiral was a level-25 spell and a perfect Magical Domain that only the strongest in the Sanctuary-realm could create, almost all mages knew of its existence because it was their dream.

The Demon Lord Marther seemed to treat Lin Li and Cheyenne as challengers for his position. After roaring menacingly a few times, he reached out to condense a dark spear from the black mist around him. He didn’t give them a chance to think at all, and instead immediately smashed his spear down at them like he was smashing a mountain.

Lin Li and his followers quickly dodged, while Cheyenne flew into the air to wave his staff at the Demon Lord Marther. He then said to Lin Li, “Please wait a minute, Mage Felic. Let me take care of this demon.”

“Oh, I’ll have to trouble you then, Master Cheyenne,” Lin Li said politely before taking his Undead servants to the side away from the battle, feeling safe and secure. It was as if it all had nothing to do with him anymore, and he was just a member of the audience, waiting to see a good show.

Cheyenne smiled wryly, and thought to himself, I knew I would have to perform this task alone regardless of whether I said those words out of courtesy or not. That Mage Felic is just like that. He will never bother wasting his efforts as long as he could rely on someone else to solve the problem. Besides, there’s no way you can blame him, because he will simply say that there is no need for him to intervene, since others could solve it.

The Demon Lord Marther could not be bothered what the challengers were doing, and saw no need to spare them any mercy even though they were not surrounding him to fight. His first goal was naturally to deal with the one who got singled out first. The wings on his back unfolded, and he flew towards Cheyenne while his spear fell apart into countless black flying arrows.

Although the power was dispersed, every black arrow contained enough destructive aura to make itself seem intimidating. It was as if an arrow was all it took to destroy the entire land. The sounds of the arrow shooting through the sky were akin to the yelling and howling of thousands of Undead creatures. It was as if humans were having their souls ripped out of their bodies.

Cheyenne hurriedly put his thoughts in order. It was not the time for him to distract himself now. After all, he was facing the fierce Abyssal Demon Lord.

With a swift spell, a dazzling light burst out of his staff, and a huge tornado that spanned tens of meters shielded him from the flying Demon Lord.

The countless black arrows were swallowed up by the tornado in an instant, and turned it black. However, none of them pierced through the tornado, and it destroyed them all.

The Demon Lord Marther let out a deafening roar, and threw a punch with his muscular arm, causing the entire space to quake. The tornado that had just swallowed countless black sharp arrows collapsed instantly under the mighty power. However, the punches did not stop, and his formidable power continued to attack Cheyenne, who was behind the tornado.

However, in the face of this powerful attack that almost shattered space, Cheyenne did not avoid it, and instead put on a smug and disdainful smirk. He moved the staff slightly forward and seemed to have condensed the space into an invisible giant shield, after which a loud explosive noise sounded in the air, leaving the Demon Lord Marther with no choice but to retreat.

Seeing this, Lin Li’s pupils constricted slightly, after which he lowered his head and stopped paying attention to the intense battle in the sky. Although he only observed it for a while, Lin Li was no longer doubtful. Although the demon Mather was from the 50th level of the Abyss, he only had the strength of level-21 now. Cheyenne might also be only level-21, but he was at the peak of his strength. His power was likely to be nearing level-22.

Instead of observing the battle, Lin Li focused his attention on the world formed by the Seven-Realm Spiral as his strong mental spells seemed to have spread to the entire space instantly. The Seven-Realm Spiral was a level-25 Sanctuary-realm spell that could not to be seen through by just anyone. However, Lin Li had gained plenty of knowledge from the Book of Eternity, and could vaguely sense something about it even though he could not get a clear idea of the Rules contained in this spell.

The Rules contained in the Seven-Realm Spiral could be said to have been used perfectly as the best interpretation of the Rules of this world. To use a metaphor, one might not be able to recreate an interesting and impeccable article, but it would still be possible to get some enlightenment from it once the reader put in his heart and soul.

Although the sense of enlightenment was vague, it was deeply etched in Lin Li’s memory, and he might get to use it one day, though it might not come in handy now. It might become his guiding light in the future, or perhaps it could be considered a kind of accumulation that would become a river with time.

Of course, Lin Li was just trying to find something to do. If he couldn’t use it in the end, it wouldn’t matter, but if he could, he would get an advantage.

With fierce explosions and unyielding shrieks, the Demon Lord Marther who dominated the 50th level of the abyss disappeared because of the Legendary magic of Cheyenne. The original calm was restored, and everything seemed to have returned to its original state as if nothing had happened at all. The only proof of the intense battle was the crack left on the ground by the Demon Lord.

Cheyenne heaved a sigh of relief, not because he was overwhelmed by the Demon Lord, but because he finally got to vent his anger and get back at the Undead creatures after the intense battle. However, Cheyenne understood the Seven-Realm Spiral and knew that the real battle had yet to come. Although the Demon Lord Marther was a little weak, no one knew what kind of enemy they would be facing next. The only thing they knew was that the High Elves would never be merciful to intruders.

Cheyenne descended back onto the ground and walked towards Lin Li, only to discover that Lin Li was daydreaming and stuck in a trance while he was fighting the Demon Lord. In fact, Lin Li didn’t even know that he had already killed the demon. Cheyenne wanted to step forth to ask him about it, but he changed his mind after looking at the Undead creatures beside Lin Li. Instead, he decided to wait quietly for Lin Li to snap out of his trance.

Even the powerful figures of the Sanctuary-realm that had employed the Seven-Realm Spiral would never expect that there would one day be an intruder who invaded through his understanding of the Rule Power of the Seven-Realm Spiral. Of course, it wouldn’t be too feasible for Lin Li to gain insight and grasp the Rules with this method. He would at most get some inspiration.

A while later, Lin Li finally took back his mental strength and obtained some new knowledge, though he was still unsure if it was a valuable gain that would be of help to him. He put his thoughts away temporarily and turned to look at Cheyenne, who was not too far away. He smilingly asked, “Master Cheyenne, have you gotten rid of the Demon Lord?”

Cheyenne was on the verge of vomiting blood with irritation, but he nodded, and said, “Yes, I’ve just done so. What were you thinking about earlier on, Mage Felic? You were so engrossed.”

“It’s nothing. It is said that the Seven-Realm Spiral needs one to destroy seven worlds before they can go out. I wonder what awaits us next,” Lin Li answered perfunctorily since he couldn’t say that he was thinking about the Seven-Realm Spiral Rules. Although he would be telling the truth, it would sound faker than a lie.

Cheyenne shook his head helplessly, and although he knew that Lin Li was patronizing him, he did not continue to question him further. Instead, he said, “Mage Felic, the Demon Lord of this world has been defeated. Should we find out how to enter the next world…?”

However, this question did not require Lin Li’s answer. As soon as Cheyenne spoke, fluctuations formed in the surrounding space, and everything in front of his eyes became blurred and unreal. When the space stabilized again and the surrounding scenery became clear again, a continuous roar filled their ears.

The few of them looked around to see that there was a silver dragon in the spot where Cheyenne had just killed Marther, and it was fighting with a blue-black dragon that was surrounded by countless grieving spirits. There were also three figures that were shuttling around and supporting the silver dragon with arrows and magic.

Upon sight of this, Lin Li and Cheyenne could not help but secretly rejoice, because they recognized at a glance that the blue-black dragon fighting the silver dragon was one of the top magical beasts in the Endless Abyss. It was the Abyssal Demon Dragon .

This Abyssal Demon Dragon had a body that was larger than the Green Dragon King that they had encountered previously. The two horns on its head were thicker than the thighs of a human, and its spinal spikes elongated all the way from its neck to its tailbone, while the wide wings unfolded oppressively. What was particularly shocking was the numerous grieving spirits that were appearing and wailing, all of which were the souls beneath the Abyssal Demon Dragon .

That was the reason Lin Li and Cheyenne did not want to face it. The Abyssal Demon Dragon’s black dragon breath was formidable and terrifying even though it was just like claws. Although the dragon breath was not hot enough to burn everything, it could ignite the soul of its opponents and make them die in agony.

“The elves. Why are they here?” Cheyenne could not help but frown slightly, because the elves and the Dark Blade had an unclear relationship. Hence, he was also very wary of the elves.