Fey Evolution Merchant Chapter 882 - Master, I Won

Chapter 882: Master, I Won

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The Jasmine Lily’s vitality drain would not immediately seriously affect the Diamond X/Fantasy V Fiery Sky Hou.
Lin Yuan was not aiming for the Jasmine Lily to inflict damage on the Fiery Sky Hou but to use the Jasmine Lily’s Heal to gain control over the Fiery Sky Hou.
The Jasmine Lily’s ability to exert control would not put the target in a negative state but rather leave the target in a blissful state.
The target would feel as though all its burdens were melting away.
As such, the target fey would not be resistant to such an effect.
When the red light landed on the Fiery Sky Hou’s body, the Dreamland of Fire crumbled.
The crowd remembered that strange match during the Allstar Match.
In spite of the disappearance of the Dreamland of Fire, the temperature on the Martial Stage had not fallen at all. Instead, the temperature was climbing.
The high temperature was due to the Heaven Crimson Fire.
Even so, Lin Yuan had achieved his goal.
He had aimed to destroy the Dreamland of Fire to prevent it from supporting the Heaven Crimson Fire.
Lin Yuan clutched the sacred sword and activated his strongest secret weapon, the Dark Death World’s Night Crow Wither Attack.
Several angels in crimson armor and with wings of flames appeared through the crimson door.
Lin Yuan sensed that the angels were formed from fire elements and were not actual feys.
The concentrated fire elements gathered together to imbue the angels with intelligence.
When the 21st angel stepped through the crimson door, Zong Ze trembled. He had used up every drop of spiritual power in his body.
Zong Ze issued an order, and the 21 flame angels raised their sabers and swords made of flames and charged toward Lin Yuan.
While Zong Ze was summoning the angels, Lin Yuan’s side of the Martial Stage became shrouded in darkness.
The darkness was not overwhelmed by the savage flames. Rather, it steadily consumed the territory that was engulfed by the flames.
At that moment, Night Leaning Moon coughed and said, “This is the power of darkness from a dark-type world.”
The expressions of the other members of royalty changed when they heard what Night Leaning Moon said. It was clear that they had also sensed the change in Lin Yuan’s power.
Even Long Tu, the First Elder of Dark Clouds Bird Shrine, and the top and veteran faction leaders were looking at Lin Yuan with disbelief.
Even if he was the Moon Empress’ disciple, he should not have been able to harness the power of laws to such a level at his age.
While the veteran and top faction leaders were staring in bewilderment, Night Leaning Moon said, “Although it’s the power of a dark-type world, it should only have the power of a Suzerain/Myth III fey. It looks like the winner of the battle has been decided.”
Night Leaning Moon’s words made the veteran and top faction leaders break out in a sweat, and they thought to themselves, Chief Guard Ye, this power of worlds is already extremely impressive in itself!
Most of the veteran and top faction leaders had yet to reach the level of worlds.
Lin Yuan was in complete control of the darkness as he deftly wielded his sword.
A total of 28 night crows flew out of the sword and proceeded to fly around Lin Yuan.
The crows occasionally landed on the sacred sword’s blade as though they were waiting for Lin Yuan’s orders.
Lin Yuan had gained substantial sword skills after using the Muscle Hyperthymesia Grass to pick up combat skills and fighting strategies.
He had not trained in the slightest, but he had become a master of every technique.
A night crow collided against a flame angel with a wave of his sword and changed into a black wither imprint.
The 21 flame angels fought valiantly, but Lin Yuan swung and hit all of them with clean accuracy.
Lin Yuan raised the sacred sword and said softly, “Sword Skill, Night Crow Wither Attack.”
The 28 night crows returned to the blade before separating again like they were a blooming withered flower and collided against the 21 flame angels.
14 wither imprints appeared on each flame angel, and they started to wither into decaying flickers of flames.
As the night crows continued to swarm, one of the flame angels had 56 wither imprints on it.
This flame angel was now truly withering, and it dropped like a stone onto the hades etutitsorp floor. It continued to decay until not even a spark of fire was left.
Soon, the rest of the flame angels also started to truly decay.
Lin Yuan panted as he continued to hold onto the sacred sword. Besides the other two Myth III laws on the Sacred Sword Wielding Queen’s skirt, Lin Yuan had used every weapon in his arsenal.
The night crows shimmered with dark mystic every time they collided against the flame angels.
After defeating all 21 flame angels, the 28 night crows became translucent and flew around the powerless Zong Ze, signaling that Lin Yuan had won.
Just as Lin Yuan was about to signal to Zuo Ming, someone in the crowd shouted his name.
Soon after, people all over the area outside the Midnight Palace started shouting his name.
Lin Yuan was stunned to hear the cacophony of voices calling his name. He turned his head and was met with the sight of sincere congratulations and amazement in the eyes of these cream of the crop disciples.
When he saw how they were looking at him, Lin Yuan knew that he had won their acknowledgment with his own power.
But instead of basking in these cheers, Lin Yuan turned to look toward the inner palace that was blocked by the radyx crystal wall and smiled brightly.
Although he could not see the Moon Empress, his smile was solely meant for her.
The 100 Flower Brocade Pearls had been Lin Yuan’s proof of his growth, and this battle on the Martial Stage where Lin Yuan had demonstrated his full power was also his way of proving his fighting abilities to her.
“Master, I won,” murmured Lin Yuan.
He knew that his actions could be seen as arrogant to the other members of royalty.
However, all Lin Yuan wanted to do was to show his Master, who had been protecting him all this time, how delighted he was.
Lin Yuan lowered his head and looked at the sacred sword in his hand, and said under his breath, “Lin Yuan, you won.”