Mystical Journey Chapter 530: Secret of the Ruins 4

Chapter 530: Secret of the Ruins 4
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Beside him, the Cthulhu King was like a sieve, everywhere except his head poked full of transparent holes, his arms and legs had been severed off as well, landing beside him. His cheeks had been pierced right through, his ears torn off and lost elsewhere, a large chunk of flesh gone from the right side of his neck, revealing the white windpipe and red arteries.
Although he had not lost consciousness, he had it even worse than Garen, although he was still conscious, he was already utterly unable to move. Like a broken puppet, he lay on the ground, and nearly touched the lava that was extending towards him. He watched as the golden lava approached him slowly, but could not move in the slightest.
Right now, the Divine God Palace Master was using his arm blades to impale the black vase.
The giant black tree man crashed to the ground, turning into countless black vines and roots, these vines and roots rapidly wilted and yellowed, melting slowly, thick black smoke rising from it as it vanished from the floor.
Other than the rubble around the whole cathedral, there was no longer any trace of the black tree man.
The Divine God Palace Master smashed the black vase onto the floor, hard.
Phwah!
The vase instantly shattered into countless shards.
Ahhh!!!
That same piercing scream rang out again, and stopped abruptly, the pieces of the vase melting instantly, becoming the same thick black smoke, fading and vanishing away.
The Divine God Palace Master’s gaze dimmed, his arms and leg blades all turning back into normal human limbs, as soon as they turned back, he stumbled, and nearly lost his footing. Evidently he had also fought to his very limits.
Boom…
Just then, a triangular black stone platform fell down from above the cathedral, and crashed onto the floor of the cathedral.
There was a stone statue of a kneeling angel on the platform, its eyes closed as it prayed, its hands holding a cross-shaped sword, its expression fervent, and many vines and roots surrounding its lower body.
Directly in front of the angel statue, a clump of vines extended out, forming a black arm that held three badge-like ancient items on its palm.
"The Secret Technique Testament…" The Divine God Palace Master immediately recognized the items on the palm, he took a deep breath, and tore off part of his worn-out cape so that it would not trip him. He glanced at the two people nearby.
The Cthulhu King was on the brink of death, unable to move, while the Nine-Headed Hydra was slightly better, but even still he was badly hurt, and unconscious.
The Divine God Palace Master stumbled towards the stone angel’s platform.
Bam!
Suddenly a large hole was blown out of the cathedral floor to the left, a black hand sticking out of the hole and grabbing the edges.
A black shadow jumped out of the hole, landing lightly beside the black hole, it was a humanoid figure made of pure black air, and it surveyed the situation around it.
"As expected… Just as I expected… Haha… Hahahaha!!!" The black shadow could not help but throw his head back and laughed heartily.
"Who are you?" Hearing the familiar Daniela language, the Divine God Palace Master’s heart sank slightly, and he stared at the black shadow. Even his steps gradually slowed from their intended path to the stone platform.
"Although the location changed slightly, the final result is still very much to my satisfaction…" The black shadow gathered a pitch-black oval-shaped mirror with silver rims in its hand, there was purple mist twirling around the surface of the mirror, as though it was not solid.
"Light God?!" The Cthulhu King from the side suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse, there was no body to his voice at all, it was just the echo of air currents.
"King, you never thought it would be me, huh?" The Light God chortled, his body rapidly turning solid, turning back to his original Light God appearance, it was still that handsome man dressed in white with white eyes.
It was just that his expression now was cocky to a certain extent.
"Forget it, you three are all the world’s strongest fighters, if any accident happens again that’d be bad, I should send you off on your way first." The Light God held up the Demon Mirror, and shone it at the Divine God Palace Master.
Bam!!
The Divine God Palace Master was already almost touching the stone angel platform, but suddenly it was as though he had been hit by an invisible fist, he rolled back abruptly, lying flat on the ground, he wanted to get up, but no longer had any energy.
"The Shadow Demon Mirror can transform creatures into powerful shadows, even their souls will have to obey me, hehe, with demon shadows as strong as the three of you…" The Light God could not help but laugh out loud.
Once the three of them became demon shadows, all of their wealth, strength, power, secrets, all of it would become his, at that time, he would truly be the strongest power in the whole world, even if he wanted to unify the East and West Continents, and become the King of the World, it would not be impossible!
Thinking of that, the heat in the Light God’s heart grew so intense it threatened to overflow. He had never thought that the situation would be this good, the three ultimate fighters and the guardian had worn each other out, and now it was impossible for either side to fight back. This was basically the best possible opportunity handed to him by destiny.
As the thoughts flashed past his head, he held up the Demon Mirror again and aimed it for the Divine God Palace Master.
Bam!
The Palace Master was sent flying again, but he still got up stubbornly, his gaze determined, with no hint of any wavering at all.
The Light God began to frown, the power of the Demon Mirror changed according to the distance, the closer it was, the stronger.
And the Divine God Palace Master evidently knew this because of the Cthulhu King, plus he himself did not dare to go too close either, who knows what other desperation moves these ultimate fighters might have, it would be troublesome if it backfired.
He glanced at the other two, the Shadowfication worked best against people who had utterly surrendered to him, that had the highest chances of success. Although the Cthulhu King was grievously injured, if the Light God wanted to shadowfy him, he would still need to subjugate his will, this was obviously very difficult, and he was not willing to approach the Cthulhu King now, when he was still conscious, even though he was now much stronger, the Cthulhu King still had an advantage over his soul, this was a limiting method that had been buried into his soul from the very start.
On the other hand, that Nine-Headed Hydra…
The Nine-Headed Hydra was unconscious, so although he did not purposely surrender, it should still be much easier than the other two unconscious ones…
Although the Light God had forcibly reached the pinnacle of power by swallowing the shadows, his previous impressions and psychological trauma made him still unwilling to face the three ultimate fighters head-on. Even if he had the Demon Mirror, he still instinctively felt as though he was no match for them. This psychological fear was the absolute impression left behind by the Cthulhu King after many, many years. It was not something that could be extinguished in a moment.
The Light God hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards the stone angel platform, standing in front of the platform, he reached out and grabbed all three ancient black badges into his hand. He did not look at it carefully, putting it directly into his clothes. And then he leaped a few times, landing beside the unconscious Garen.
"This is the first one, hehe!"
The Light God pulled out the Demon Mirror, it was a black mirror the size of a washbasin, oval in shape, with tiny silver patterns on the side, every so often, there was also a small and complicated symbol, like words or perhaps patterns. There was a round pearl on the top that looked faintly purple, and there were three rings of triangular frames around it.
The strangest part was the center of the mirror, in the middle of the mirror, as calm as the surface of a lake, there was a blurred human face, only as large as a person’s palm, with eyes, a mouth, and nostrils that look like black holes, making it look like it was wailing, or terrified.
The Light God lifted the Demon Mirror, and shone it at Garen, who was lying on the floor. The face in the mirror instantly twisted, its features instantly releasing an invisible, mysterious power. The invisible light shone down, but Garen was no longer at the place where the rays landed.
Bam!!
A large hand covered in scabs grabbed his hand that was holding the Demon Mirror.
The Light God’s expression stiffened, and Garen’s terrifying face, covered with bloody scabs, appeared beside him.
For that instant, his brain was utterly blank, a huge force blocking his arm stubbornly, with such powerful strength that it did not feel at all like something a heavily injured person could do.
Scree!!!
In that moment, it was as though he heard the piercing trill of a huge bird, instinctively, the Light God swing his fist towards Garen’s stomach, his leg kicking hard at Garen’s injured knee.
Garen flung his right hand, shaking the Light God until his movements fell apart, and easily dismantled all of his attacks. And the other left arm was already coming at him with a powerful wind, forming invisible wings of air, piercing into the Light God’s stomach with a hiss.
Wah!
The Light God spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body began to fade. His lower abdomen had been completely pierced through by Garen’s left arm. His body was like a dying fish, struggling on the sharp fish hook.
"This is the kind of trash that was taking advantage of us behind our backs?" Carrying the Light God with it, Garen’s right arm swung towards the ground.
Barroom!
A crater several meters wide opened up on the floor as a result of the West Phoenix Fist’s terrifying double-amplified power, connecting to the crater beside it.
Impaled on Garen’s right arm(1), the Light God could not dematerialize anymore, and his body was brought back by the gigantic tremor. In this place that prohibited unnatural powers, he did not have the terrifying physical prowess of the other three, he only had strength and speed of his same level. Although he used to be a Shadow of Strength, and had the advantage of his strength increasing after he dematerialized, he could not use his shadow body when using the Demon Mirror, and was instead caught by Garen, who was pretending to be unconscious, so he was instantly critically injured, and was now on the brink of death."
"Trash with just power, but without the mentality or technique, even a hundred more of you would still be crap." Garen chuckled coldly, pulling his right arm out of the Light God’s abdomen, his fingernail hooking and yanking, instantly tearing off a large chunk of bright red flesh and blood, he even hooked out a large chunk of the Light God’s guts, throwing all of it to the side casually.
Beside him, the Cthulhu King also slowly hid a red needle back under his tongue.
The green veins that had risen up slightly in the Divine God Palace Master’s eyes also slowly retreated.
With a crisp ker-chak sound, Garen tore off the Light God’s head with one hand, carrying it back-handed, while he stuffed that Demon Mirror into his own clothes, but after looking for a while, he still could not find a pocket that was whole, so he had to tie up the hem of his robes, hanging it from his waist.
Finally, he bent down to search the Light God’s body, looking for the three Testaments from just now, after distinguishing them for a while, he shot two of them out.
With two hisses, the two Testaments landed beside the other two.
"This piece of trash dropped the Demon Mirror right into my lap, according to our deal, it should belong to me, right?" Garen laughed lightly.
"Don’t forget our deal." The Cthulhu King suddenly spoke from the side.
Garen nodded.
"We’ll exchange in a bit."
"Okay!"
The Divine God Palace Master looked at Garen deeply, however, although he was a nest leader and not a human, he could still tell that these two had long since noticed that the Light God had been following them, and had staged this pretty play.
"As expected, humans are all sly." He confirmed this again in his heart. Out of the three of them, only he had been kept out of the loop, stupidly fighting with his all against the black tree man, and now that he had been grievously hurt as well, he was now at the same level with those two.
And there was that Light God, although he was not that strong, he was still Form Five, with powerful secret techniques and martial powers, in the hands of the Nine-Headed Hydra, though, he was as powerless as a baby, that just showed how big the difference was between the two of them, making it so that ten percent of Garen’s power was enough to match the Light God’s 120 percent, it was basically a steamrolling!
The Divine God Palace Master picked up the Secret Technique Testament, and stood up without a word. No matter what, they were finally temporarily safe, although the Demon Mirror could control the shadows, but right now all the shadows had been killed, so there was no longer any power for it to control, and all that was left was to split up and get the Living Secret Techniques that were suited for each of them, as per their previous agreement.
Translator’s note:
As usual, the raws can’t seem to tell left from right…