Throne of Magical Arcana

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

However, Stanis, the Demogorgon of Eyes, the Six-Armed Inquisitor, and the other legends were not too devastated. Now that the top experts were on par with each other, although they were outnumbered, they would still have a chance to escape, especially when people like the King of Nightmare had plenty of ways to preserve their lives. After all, when they were on the same level, they would be overwhelmed in a battle against twice as many people, but they would not be killed instantly, and as long as they were not killed instantly, there would always be a chance for them to escape with their life-preserving approaches.

Therefore, for the experts of the dark world who had plenty of battle experience, they were far from desperate and scared.

In the mist created by the King of Nightmare, their minds communicated with each other via their respective extraordinary abilities. They decided to concentrate their strength to break the siege. At this moment, they both hated and felt lucky about Lucien. This wretched “Disaster Bringer” and “Embodiment of Misfortunes” had indeed brought death and disasters, but it was also a fortune for them to have him here. Otherwise, few of them would have survived if Danisos and Dracula, two top legends, joined the battle!

For a moment, Stanis had considered abandoning the Demogorgon of Eyes and everybody else and escaping on his own. After all, he had been enhanced with legendary spells similar to “Regather”, and he could return to his own demiplane after they were activated. However, he decided to stay in the end. Both Ogre and Fitia were very familiar with the legendary sorcerers’ ways of running. They must have prepared for his escape. If he were to run off recklessly, it was possible that he would be trapped. So, he might as well stay with the team while looking for a better opportunity.

Therefore, he affected the primordial dragons, the vampire princes, and the other enemies with the mist as the real King of Nightmare, traveling in their minds, creating illusions, and reflecting reality, while he secretly performed prophecy spells to determine the safest path of escape.

In the meantime, he paid attention to Lucien’s status. Although Lucien was rather stunned before Dracula and was under the ambush of Danisos’ breath and space-time spells, Stanis believed that he had created too many miracles and defeated too many enemies stronger than himself to not be prepared for emergencies.

Suddenly, the crimson bolts of lightning outside fell densely from the dark clouds, and these bolts of lightning were almost at the same level as this floor of the magic tower. So, with the hazy mist blackened, the chaotic “dreamland” was even more chaotic and illogical now that some of the psychological reflections were lost!

The six primordial dragons including Milereas also abandoned their human forms and revealed their real appearances to carry out 100% of their strength!

The red dragon, which was hundreds of meters long, spurted out fire, and horrifying heat spread out. In the dazzling fire, the ruby scales emanated brutality. The piton-shaped breath, which carried freezing coldness and deepest paralysis, came out of the elegant-looking dragon, consolidating the mist into ice that blocked the storm of blades from the Six-Armed Inquisitor…

When the primordial dragons unfolded their bodies, even the shortest of them was a hundred meters long. Although Natravos’ magic tower was rather tall and spacious in every level, it shouldn’t have been huge enough to accommodate such gargantuan creatures at all. However, things were out of the expectation of the legendary expert. The destroyed magic tower seemed to have been connected to the Jungle of Demons, deep and boundless. Even though all the seven primordial dragons were rolling and breathing blatantly, they were not restrained at all.

“What’s going on?” Such an anomaly made the experts like Stanis who knew legendary sorcerers well feel strange.

To carry out the overlapping effect of the magic tower and the demiplane, it would either require the control of the tower guard when the magic tower was not too severely damaged, or the control of the master in order to summon the power of the demiplane when the magic tower was almost destroyed. Since the tower guard of the magic tower had obviously perished in the storm of destruction, who was controlling the magic tower, and who was summoning the power of the Jungle of Demons?

Had Natravos not died yet?

Was he Danisos and Dracula’s ally, too?

No. Natravos could’ve prevented Lucien Evans from getting a certain conclusion from covering his life status, but he couldn’t have feigned his death under a top legend’s astrology. Therefore, the “Lord of Abyss” must have died!

Then, who could it be?

While they were shocked and suspicious, a chuckle came from the clouds outside of the window. “I was waiting for someone to escape through a teleportation spell. The greatest ability of the chaotic ‘Jungle of Demons’ is to mess up such spells.”

The clouds dispersed, and illuminated by the bloody bolts of lightning, a handsome man who had crystal long hair and a dark skin stepped close in midair. He was wearing a black tailcoat, elegant and handsome.

“Demogorgon of Darkness!”

“Gonheim!”

The different titles confirmed the identity of the stranger. He was exactly Gonheim, the new Prince of Demons!

Stanis, Sonite, and the Demogorgon of Eyes suddenly realized something. The terrible scheme that manipulated everyone accurately must have been created by the Prince of Demons!

Just like the devil dukes in hell, he was best famous for his cunningness and schemes!

However, how could he have arrived at the main material world so easily? And how could he control Natravos’ demiplane?

As if he knew their question, and in order to create desperation, Gonheim smiled. “As a matter of fact, you may also call me ‘Natravos’, because he is a part of me now.”

As his words dawned upon them, his body suddenly turned illusionary, as if it existed in everyone’s mind, and his handsome face became hideous, with three eyes, high cheekbones, and protruding lips. It was ‘Natravos’!

Stanis, who knew a thing or two about the situation, felt that his heart was heavy. The Demogorgon of Darkness had completed the status transformation with Natravos as the container. Also, through his demiplane and his body, the Demogorgon of Darkness could arrive at the main material world steadily!

Stanis’ heart was sinking not just because of that, but also because they now had one more top legendary enemy. The previous situation, which was not too devastating, was now sliding into the abyss. Also, the top legends who fought in their own demiplanes were close to demigods. Even though this was only “Jungle of Demons” that belonged to a level-two legend, it was still enough to let the Demogorgon of Darkness carry out 130% of his strength.

For him, it was almost a death sentence. It was impossible for him to resist the Demogorgon of Darkness’ attack. He must and had to flee immediately!

The Demogorgon of Eyes, the werewolf princes, and the dark knight, regardless of whether they knew the secrets of status transformation or not, were secretly cursing, “Damn you, Natravos! Why do you love tormenting yourself? You’ve got yourself killed, haven’t you? But why do you have to drag us to death with you?”

In the meantime, due to the slowed time, the other side where changes happened more slowly had new situations.

When Dracula, the Night Dominator, extended his right hand that was wearing the white glove through the space-time that was as frozen as a cage, he snatched Lucien’s chest steadily, accurately and rapidly.

The defenses around Lucien collapsed under the blast of Danisos’ previous dragon-tongued spells and could not resist Dracula’s attack at all. Also, he seemed to be reacting more inertly, and he was hit by Danisos precisely!

Hehe. I’ll humiliate you a hundred times more than what you did to me!

Hardly had delight rose in Dracula’s heart when his right hand that was covered in dark shadows felt empty.

Empty?

Dracula’s crimson pupils constricted. He saw that Lucien suddenly turned illusionary and seemed to be spreading out in midair without any real entity. Therefore, his attack that was not attached to any extraordinary abilities completely missed the target!

“He has finished the status transformation?”

“Doesn’t he always despise the primeval devils’ status transformation?”

Shock and confusion proliferated in Dracula’s heart uncontrollably, but he soon had a fixed answer. Lucien Evans’ despise was a mere disguise, and he was actually no different from the Demogorgon of Darkness, the elven queen, the Master of the Boundless Ocean, Danisos, and himself!

The overwhelming and illusionary mist seemed everywhere, but it immediately collapsed and gathered into Lucien’s body somewhere far away.

The moment he was gathered, Lucien summoned the projection of his demiplane before Danisos could perform the dragon-tongued spells and before Dracula could reach him through Night Travel, so that his cognitive world could affect the environment in reality.

The dark and boundless cosmos scattered the chaos of the Jungle of Demons. From the stars in different colors, an enormous fireball emitted intense light and heat. The dazzling light couldn’t seem more real!

“No!”

Dracula screamed and avoided the enormous fireball subconsciously, with black smoke popping up from his body.

After he discovered the sun and the real cosmos, one of Lucien’s Host Stars of Destiny was more and more like the real sun, and the sun was the bane of all vampires. Therefore, although it could not really hurt Dracula, it could weaken him and scare him off at the critical moment!

When Dracula was scared off, Lucien made an intricate, weird sound.

“Luxury Cracking!”

Crack, crack, crack, crack.

The defenses around Danisos were immediately broken. “Luxury Cracking” at the peak of legendary was truly intimidating!

However, Danisos wasn’t panicking. His scales and his physical body alone were enough to block a top legend’s attack. Therefore, he continued casting the dragon-tongued spell, hoping to trap Lucien and settle the labile factor as soon as possible.

Thanks to the acceleration of his spell-casting, his spells were completed quickly. At this time, he saw that Lucien, who was holding the silver pocket watch, was not solemn or vigilant at all. Instead, the guy put on a smile and looked at him in a rather pitiful way.

This is not right!

Hardly had the idea occurred to Danisos when a cold, hazy beam of moonlight found its way through the narrow windows, leaving a whole ground of dreamy silver on the floor.