<h4>Chapter 464: Strength: Part 3</h4>
<strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion
“The wards of the Wheel of Existence?” Lin Sheng had some thought in mind.
He then simply just walked towards the mes.
This terrifying Five-wing level frozen mes before him could not even touch his skin.
He did not use any of his powers, be it dark or holy powers, or even his Dragonblood powers.
Instead, it was the warding abilities he had just obtained was automatically protecting him from everything.
Lin Sheng slowlynded from midair inside a massive pale me pir.
“There was a slight deviation with the teleportation just now, and it actually sent me directly into the mes.”
He walked out of the me pir and looked around. With a step, his body leap out easily and towards the distance.
After running several kilometers in a direction, Lin Sheng stopped at a slightly elevated hill and looked at the vast terrain around him quietly.
All around the nds had geysers of pale mes spewing out.
This space was like a severely wounded soldier after a battle, that was on the verge of dying but yet still struggling to survive.
“Let’s test things out here.”
Lin Sheng wanted to test out the power of the wards.
He held his hand out and pointed his index finger at a pir of fire in the distance.
He then tried to activate the power of the Wheel of Woe.
*Bam!*
An invisible wave sted out from Lin Sheng’s index finger andnded precisely on the surface of the me pir.
Without a sound.
The me pir first quickly became transparent, and a few secondster, its color became lighter and lighter before eventually disappearing right where it was as if it did not exist.
Lin Sheng put down his finger and waited. But after a while, he did not see the fire piring back to life again.
“So that is to say, the Wheel of Woe literally eradicates the opponent’s existence?”
Lin Sheng fell into thought again.
The divine artifact created by the top Darkspirits would naturally contain all of their ideas on what sort of method was the ultimate way to weaken the enemy.
In the Darkspirit Realms, the superior Darkspirits all agreed that the answer was topletely eradicate the opponent from the soul onwards.
“So, the Wheel of Woe consolidates about a dozen different abilities, and the final ability of the gathered strength, is to totally wipe the opponent’s existence clean?” Lin Sheng was clear now.
“Then there is there Wheel of Existence that strengthens oneself.”
Lin Sheng looked down at the chakram pattern on his chest.
He then stretched both of his hands out and recalled the information and knowledge in his memory as he gently crossed his fingers before him, signing a round wheel.
“Activate!”
He opened his eyes, as arge amount of blood-red light radiated out of his chest, and engulfed him within it.
*Bamm!!*
A five-to-six meter wide blood light sted into the sky and stirred the clouds above.
Arge number of white clouds were painted red by the blood light as thunder cracked.
Soon, the blinding light formed into a massive me on the ground.
Within the me, a clear figure slowly opened his arms.
“For a Darkspirit, what sort of power is the best to strengthen oneself?”
“I never thought the answer would be this...”
Enveloped by the blood light, Lin Sheng could no longer see his face or form, as a pair of golden eyes roiled like a vortex of gilded light.
“It’s too powerful... I...I’m even afraid of this kind of me...”
“I’m afraid that if I’m not careful, I’ll end up destroying everything.”
Lin Sheng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, as he reveled in the infinitely powerful special state he was in.
With such power, no one could stop him from doing anything...
No one!
...
Reality, Redwin’s Heaven Spire.
“Hahahahaha!”
In the gray sky above, Faldt was d in a ck robe as his white hair fluttered wildly by the air current.
He wasughing maniacally, as he unleashed circles upon circles of grey energy ripples from his body.
The massive energy ripples spread all around, disintegrating all objects and persons that came into contact.
The Darksiders of the Heaven Spire beneath formed into an army as their barrages of shots and bombardment all seemed to be separated by a thick quilt, not even allowing the attack to touch Faldt.
The carronade and Darksiders spells were like feeble insects trying to break through theyer of gray ripples again and again.
However, every time they made contact, the attacks bounced off in futility.
“Do you feel despair?” Faldtughed.
“Such disappointment... Men a few thousand years ago were not that insignificant. Heroes then were numerous, even someone as strong an Underworld Magister like me would need to be wary.”
“But now? Look at you lot.” A shred of disinterest appeared in Faldt’s deep eyes.
“What a paradoxical thought... I hope that you can be stronger to let me have some fun, but at the same time, I don’t want you lot to be a little stronger, and waste my strength.”
“Faldt, are you intent on eradicating the Heaven Spire?”
At the forefront of many Darksider elites, a burly old man covered in white hair and beard with an eagle perched on his shoulder stared coldly at the Underworld Deimer in the sky.
“As a Magister in charge of spells and hexes in the Underworld, why did you not serve the Lord of the Underworld properly bute here instead? Are you not afraid of the turmoils in the Underworld?”
The old man spoke calmly, but what he said revealed a clear understanding of the Underworld.
“Oh?” Faldt was slightly surprised.
“Seems like there are some people on thisnd that still remembers the existence of Faldt.”
He looked down towards the old man.
This was the first time he had looked at someone straight in the eye since Visaca Ind.
“For a mere human to know the internal situation of the great Underworld. It seems like I need to reevaluate my assessment of the Heaven Spire.” Heughed.
“So what if you destroy thisnd? We will simply just hide in the Hidden Realms, ande out a few decadester and to start everything all over again. But how about you? Faldt, the Underworld Deimer who left the Underworld secretly. I wonder what sort of price you will have to pay to survive this disaster when you get back.”
The old man’s expression was chilly as if the extinction of most of mankind was not a big deal in his eyes.
“Such callousness... Inparison, the number of people who can take shelter in the Hidden Realm is vastly different from the outside world. And you are willing to give everything up with just a sentence?”
Faldt was somewhat surprised by his opposition’s resolve.
“Wasn’t that end game of what Mi Yue wanted? The end of the old era, and the beginning of the new one?” The old man sneered.
Beside him, the remaining of the Heaven Spire’s Darksiders looked furious, as they faced turned red. Clearly many knew of this terrible future.
When they looked at Faldt, each and every one of them wanted to rush forward and fight him.
After all, most of the Darksider’s friends and family were all in the real world, and the Hidden Realms could not amodate that many people.
So, the destruction of the real world would mean destroying their friends and loved ones.
No one would ept such an oue.
“Is that so?” Faldt raised an eyebrow. “If that is the case, let me see then, how many of you are willing to hide inside the Hidden Realm...”
He looked on thoughtfully at the Darksiders behind the elder.
“Since words failed, then go on. If you want to destroy the Heaven Spire, then let’s see what price you are willing to pay for it!”
The elder’s gaze turned chilly, as a massive ice staff quickly appeared in his hand.
“Formation!” His staff vibrated.
In an instant, a huge silver magic circle lit up on the ground, and Faldt was right in the center of it in the air.