"Perhaps this is her defense is at its peak in this form?"
Garen recalled the effect of his slash a moment ago. It did not seem to be effective against the monster in front of him at all.
He leaped to the right side of the face monster as he threw his sword to pierce through it.
Pew!
The trace of the saber pierced through the face as if it were air and there was no effect on it.
"I see." Garen had somewhat understood the situation as the Energy Machine Imprint instantly a.n.a.lyze the basic reasoning of this giant face. "The source of immortality should be that Energy Field Ring on her back."
He then laid his sight on that giant Ring of Energy Field behind the monster's back.
In just a single step, Garen leaped hundreds of meters and appeared behind it. He was now less than ten meters away from the Ring of Energy Field.
Garen raised his saber high up as his Soul Energy started to boil. The effect of the Soul Ring was to raise one's martial prowess. He would be able to increase it by one level with one Soul Ring. Garen, who had three, completed Soul Rings had only been using one of his Soul Ring to increase his strength.
He now planned to activate the strength of the second Soul Ring.
"Burn."
He reached out his hand and a red fiery fire started to ignite on his left hand. It was not white but pure red similar to blood.
His left hand's strength, speed, toughness and everything else was greatly increased to the point they were doubled up in an instant.
Everything happened in an instant, which the face monster had yet to react and turned around.
Without any expression on his face, Garen reached out his left hand. Although he was still ten meters away from the Ring of Energy Field, he reached out his hand to grab hold of the Ring of Energy Field as if there was an invisible and huge hand.
In an instant, Garen felt that he had touched a circle of cold, hard metallic item.
He was not physically touching it but instead, his Soul Energy's fluctuation had sensed a certain cold object as his Soul Energy was being utilized.
"Burn."
Garen thought.
The b.l.o.o.d.y red fire then propagated from his hand to the Ring of Energy Field.
Kaboom!!
The entire Ring of Energy Field was on fire as it lighted up the entire sky.
Psst!!
The face monster started to become flat like a deflating balloon as the air inside was ejected out turning into gales. He no longer needed to continue attacking.
Garen levitated behind its back, unaffected by the current by the slightest. He was staring at the Ring of Energy Field that was in front of him.
The Ring of Energy Field started slowing down as a black crude oil-like viscous fluid started flowing out from within.
Gus.h.!.+
A terrifying Soul Energy Aura had turned into the wind as it blew towards Garen, fluttering his s.h.i.+rt and hair to the back.
He remained unmoved as he squinted at the Ring of Energy Field in front of him. An extremely familiar aura was slowly emitting out from the Ring of Energy Field.
The sky had turned red without him realizing, blood red bubbles started appearing around Garen in the sky. These bubbles seemed to be made from blood and each of them ranged from ten meters to hundreds of meter in diameter.
These bubbles would pop and resurface over and over again as if the surrounding had instantly turned into a Dream World.
The black crude oil-like liquid propagated around the entire surface of the Ring of Energy Field, turning the Ring into a black mirror.
Hehehe...
A sharp and playful laugh traveled out from the black mirror.
"What a rare occurrence." A deep-tone and majestic voice rang within the sharp laugh. "To be able to meet someone of the same level here. How fortunate."
"The Void Language..." Garen was slightly startled. The language Void Creatures used was actually similar to Ancient Endor's language. As both of them had battled against each other for a very long time, both parties had learned their respective languages. Naturally, as a Void Pursuer, it was necessary for him to be able to communicate with them.
"Who are you?" He was lazy to figure out the origin of his opponent and asked straightforwardly via the Void Language.
"My ancient name is too long, so you can call me Canster."
"Canster? Holy Voice?" The word Canster was the p.r.o.nunciation of the word Holy Voice in Void Language. Garen frowned. "What's the purpose of you appearing before me on your own accord? You're exhausting a huge amount of energy to talk to me from such a far distance. Please don't tell me you did so because you're bored."
"Bored?" Canster laughed. "You're right. I was really bored to the point I wanted to see what kind of a person is able to kill two of my generals. I wouldn't have believed it's someone of the same level and existence as me without witnessing you with my very own eyes. Tell me your name."
Garen did not feel any ill intention from the opposing party. It was obvious that the distance was too far apart and the opponent could only transmit his voice as this action alone required a lot of energy from him.
This distance could not be measured via light years as it was the distance between universes. Garen did not know how many universes he and Canster were between and the amount of energy required for them to communicate for every second was astronomical.
"I have too many nicknames and you won't be able to remember them anyway. You can just call me Garen." He said calmly. "Your purpose of coming to this universe is because of the Soul Ring as well, right?"
He did not care if anyone could understand him as the Ancient Endor Language and Void Language sounded like a meaningless howl towards humans and they would not be able to understand anything. If it was not for Black Sethe and his incredibly powerful attribute abilities, he would not even be able to learn these two languages.
"It's unfortunate that you were one step ahead of me." The opponent laughed. "However, the Illusionist is mine."
"Since the result has been decided, what's the purpose of you coming out?" Garen asked calmly.
"There's no purpose and it was a whim to meet the person who took all the goods away from me." Canster paused for a moment. "By the way, there are too little amount of people who are of the same level as I. The two sides of the Mother Stream, the Void, and Ancient Endor will soon become a relic of the past. Compared to the current generation, we are just ancient relics who refuse to step down from the stage... I forgot to mention to you that I have another ident.i.ty as well. I'm a Warlock Pursuer."
"Oh?" Garen recalled his ident.i.ty as a Void Pursuer and realized that both of their ident.i.ties were relatively similar. However, it was strange that there was no reaction from the oath towards the Mother Stream when he was facing a Void Demon Lord.
"Do you feel it?" Canster laughed. "The strength of the Mother Stream is weakening. Hence the constraint towards me is wearing off as well. The True Soul... The True Soul within the Mother Stream has started to perish."
"Impossible!" Garen was shocked. "The True Soul is eternal. How could it peris.h.!.+?" Regardless if it were the Ancient Endor or the Void Creatures, those who pursued to reach the pinnacle of the world were actually pursuing to reach the True Soul Level. The difference between them was that the Void Creatures had found their own path to the True Soul after learning from the Warlocks. One could say that Warlocks and Void Creatures were enemies and tutors towards each other simultaneously. The Warlocks learned Inherited Secret Technique from the Void Creatures and paved their paths forward, expanding their civilization's vision and height. On the other hand, the Void Creatures had learned the truth and knowledge towards reaching the pinnacles of existence from the Warlocks - True Soul.
One could say that the True Soul was no longer just the pinnacle of the Ancient Endor's civilization, it had become the pinnacle for both civilizations.
"I've seen two Eternal True Souls perished with my very own eyes." A sense of sadness could be heard from Canster's tone. "Their bodies had disintegrated into countless of galaxies and had turned into the blood of the universe, supplying nutrients towards thousands of beings."
Garen was stunned by this news.
It was his ultimate goal to reach the True Soul, which was the pinnacle of this world. But now, somebody was telling him that the realm that he had been pursuing was collapsing out of the blue.
"Are you saying that our path..." Garen held his saber tightly as the bottom of his eyes were filled with an additional layer of sorrow. He had never felt so emotional throughout his travel in so many worlds.
"Our path has been cut off." Although Canster seemed calm, he was similar to Garen, a volcano that was about to burst at any moment. "I have chosen three representatives out of eighty million citizens in the Dark Void to try to get in touch with the Ancient Endor's civilization. Now that the Mother Stream's Oath is unable to restrain everyone, you should come up with a plan as well. As an opponent of the same level, the war between our civilizations has been ongoing for far too long. Both you and I are tired of it."
"We have been watching you ever since the Nine-Headed Dragon Queen reported your situation to the higher up. We will give you this world as our sincerity in hope that you could select three representatives from your side as well so that we can form a parliament. The Mother Stream is depleting. It is your direct lifeline and our indirect lifeline. With the True Souls peris.h.i.+ng before us, a great threat will fall upon us." Canster explained calmly. "Since we are unable to reach the high-ranking Demon Lord from your side, we have no choice but to request you to inform them."
Garen bit his lips slightly.
He could not tell them that he was not in touch with the higher ups from Ancient Endor. Other than the ancient secrets that Black Sethe had once told him, he was no better than a typical Ancient Endor's Inheritor.
"I will notify the upper levels of this news." He could not reveal that he had no one backing him up here since his opponent was clearly a representative from the highest level. Once they realized that he was alone, it would sp.a.w.n trouble that he could not handle on his own. The Demon Lord Cla.s.s was not something he, a Demon Lord Cla.s.s novice, could handle. He could not simply reveal his background without knowing the exact situation.
"Time is running out. Quickly..." Canster's voice started toning down slowly. Then, a small black cube item came out from the black mirror. It looked like a Rubik's Cube as it was made out of many more small black cubes.
Garen grabbed hold of the item.
"A communication device?" His Soul Energy immediately understood the purpose of this item.
Perhaps it was not his Soul Energy that sensed it but the item transmitted a huge amount of information to him the moment he grabbed hold of it.
"We represent the ancient and the highest level of order among the Mother Stream System. Among the countless of life born from the Mother Stream from all universes, our civilizations can only be considered the best. If you can get in touch with the True Soul Level from your side within a thousand years, please inform us as soon as possible. We need to think of a way to stop the Mother Stream from depleting!"
Casnter's tone became weaker and lower as a faint hissing noise started to appear, disrupting their communication.The Chinese text used 幻影一般闪开, 幻影means phantom-like/illusion: https://www.collinsdictionary.com/dictionary/chinese-english/%E5%B9%BB%E5%BD%B1
