Academic gathering with Lich colleagues

It revealed a pair of bright eyes that seemed to hold the stars.

"It's finally time to meet in person, Mr. Lyle."

“You may call me by my name, Sheriwu.”

Chapter 433 Hope Remains

“Sheliu, the star of destiny.” Lyle repeated the name, as if to imprint it deep into his soul. Anger and hostility beyond revenge surged into Lyle’s heart, like an unquenchable raging tide stirred by a god.

Kill him, eliminate him, eat him.

Everything around them was plunged into despair by the terrifying plague of the evil god, except for the two people gazing at each other who remained intact.

The curses scattered in the air seemed to have materialized, their power accumulating to a viscous consistency. Lyle could even feel the deadly blue plague licking his body with magic.

The former citizens were crying out and killing each other, but Lyle was not affected by the plague; in fact, he felt a sense of kinship.

Because that was his own power.

Ino is not William's replacement; he wants to replace Lyle.

"Hello, Mr. Lyle. Goodbye, Mr. Lyle."

Sheriu smiled and shook the key in his hand, the lucky gold coin that belonged to William.

Under its control, the City of Wandering, the City of Despair, erupted with a violent roar, and a dazzling light burst forth from the twisted arcane eye, engulfing everything around it.

Sheriu, the scholar, other twisted creations, and Lyle.

The city of wandering has vanished.

As consciousness slowly returned, along with the surge of reason into my mind came the intense dizziness caused by the teleportation spell.

Lyle got up from the sticky, filthy ground, the churning in his body making him gag; something was churning inside him.

"here it is……"

The towering, rugged Hell's Nail stood in the dark depths of space. Following the chaotic crimson runes, Lyle gazed at the dark sky. It wasn't night; night wouldn't conceal such profound hostility. From that darkness, it seemed as if countless eyes were watching him, watching the city, gloomy and somber.

The City of Wanderings became an isolated island, and it was teleported to the void by Sheriu.

Boundless darkness and eternal solitude bury this city engulfed in apocalyptic revelry.

This is the Black Abyss District, the Black Abyss District after it has been corrupted.

“Nia…”

His own half did not appear in response to his call. Lyle could sense that she was not in his body, but the close connection allowed Lyle to locate Nia's position. Not far away, on the fragments of the Wandering City, which had been torn apart by the shattering of spacetime, Nia was curled up, wrapped into a ball, and atop a broken nail of hell.

The two, which were originally one, were separated by a void rift.

“Nia…”

Upon hearing the call, Nia's sphere trembled, and her evil eye, which had no eyelids, was covered by tentacles, leaving only a small gap.

“Nia made a mistake… Lyle.” The sobbing voice made the tentacles tighten their grip even more.

Lyle came to the edge of the brokenness and stretched out his palm.

"Tell me what you did, and then come back."

"That night in Livis, Nia heard a beautiful song. When Nia came to her senses, she had already signed a contract with an old man."

"What contract?"

Nia covered her eyes, too afraid to look at Lyle.

"The old man will help Nia become an evil god, and Nia has given us half of her power."

Lyle closed his eyes and exhaled.

"A bad omen from the deep sea."

Lyle's power was split in two, and Sheriu, through a mysterious ritual, gained Nia's power. It now appears that he has a much deeper understanding of the evil god's power than Lyle.

"Nia gave half, Nia hurt the teacher, Nia destroyed the city..." Nia's sobs grew more urgent, guilt weighing on her body. She cowered in a corner, unwilling to listen, unwilling to see, the apocalypse caused by her.

The Claws of Vilimulor pierced the rock, and the two enormous bone claws joined together, forming a bridge across the void.

Lyle walked on a path paved with bones, with the deep void beneath his feet.

Lyle approached the ball of flesh and stroked its taut tentacles.

Through the loose gap, Nia's eyes were fixed on Lyle.

"Why, Lyle, don't you blame Nia?"

The evil eye had no eyelids, and its non-human structure prevented Nia from shedding tears. But Lyle knew that its inner self had been "corrupted" by him, and hidden within the object of fear was a little girl who would cry for doing something wrong.

“Lyle is Nia. Lyle doesn’t blame Nia. Nia made a mistake, and Lyle will make amends. Lyle needs Nia.”

The crushing force of the void returned once more, and the fragments beneath our feet became unbearable obstacles, drifting into the void due to the impact.

The powerful tentacles gripped the nails of hell, launching the Plague Doctor back onto the shattered land of the Black Abyss.

Behind the doctor, writhing tentacles became a terrifying decoration for this humble humanoid figure, filling the void.

"Go all out, that's the style of Andrei."

Lyle began moving through the Abyss. The howling monsters that kept appearing were grabbed by Nia's waving tentacles and slammed against the walls like toys. The twisted creatures' terrifying life force made them stand up again, charging forward fearlessly. Lyle didn't do much; he simply wanted to clear away obstacles. These twisted creatures were all his patients.

"Lord Lyle!"

Along with the call, a demonic figure descended from the sky. Prince Gaugalan of the Abyss leaped to Lyle's side and crushed the twisted monster beside him with a powerful punch.

The demon prince's hearty smile brought Lyle a glimmer of hope.

"Gao Jialan, why weren't you corrupted?!"

"Corruption?" Prince Black Abyss's attack didn't stop. "You mean turning into a monster like that?"

Gao Jialan laughed heartily, "Indeed, when the people around me suddenly turned into such monsters, my heart skipped a beat."

"But it doesn't feel that scary, at least not as terrifying as the horror that Lord Lyle brought us in Hell, so, that's fine."

It was an ominous sign, a nightmare of terror that had already invaded the heart of the Black Abyss Prince. Therefore, Sheriu's corruption had not corrupted them, because they had already been "corrupted" by Lyle.

"That means the contestants from that area of ​​fire..."

“That’s right.” Gao Jialan let out a long roar, and from the shattered ruins of the Black Abyss Arena, one after another, Black Abyss Demons burning with hellfire emerged. “The elite young generation of the Black Abyss Demons fight for you.”

Looking at the twisted monsters surging like a tide in the distance, Lyle laughed, his twisted tentacles dancing wildly in the air.

Lyle stretched out his finger and pointed forward.

"Clear the path, find the survivors, I need the help of the Black Abyss Demons."

"Your will." The Black Abyss Prince's body suddenly malfunctioned, his demonic hooves shattering the rocks. The Black Abyss Prince roared, calling out to his people.

"These twisted scum were once our compatriots, our parents, our relatives. Tell me! My subjects, how do the Black Abyss Demons communicate?"

"Beat them up!!!"

Demon wings once again obscured the sky above the Black Abyss, and the demon army formed a raging chariot, crushing the obstacles in Lyle's path.

"Don't pity them! They're much tougher than you!"

"Don't let them block Lord Leertos's path!"

Chapter 434 The Charlatan and the Prince

Before the mutation began.

William followed the sorcerer, donning a gleaming silver robe as instructed, and then proceeded through secluded alleyways to avoid attracting attention.

Dress strikingly while maintaining a low profile.

William thought this sorcerer must be an idiot.

As it turns out, he wasn't stupid, he was insane.

Another fireball clash erupted, sending shards of debris billowing into the air. William used movable stone spikes created on the wall as footholds to climb upwards. He had led himself to this abandoned area of ​​the Light and Shadow Zone under the guise of official business, only to launch a sudden attack in the next instant.

Someone wanted to kill him. William leaned back, and a sharp icicle pierced the thick fog first.

It grazed the face of the sorcerer and pierced the ground.

"Magic perception is a required course, is this what you call a good habit for academy mages? What a nuisance. Hey, sir, could you please have some mercy and tell me your purpose, at least let me die knowing why?"

A flippant smile played on his lips; William's casualness contrasted sharply with the sorcerer's silence.

There was no response, and no change in expression.

A professional killer, or a living corpse. Either way, the situation is dire for William.

Releasing his hands and placing them flat on either side of his body, William adjusted his breathing and focused entirely on controlling his magic.

The spellcaster opposite him was a teleportation mage, a spellcaster who had abandoned elemental magic and mastered spatial magic. This was also why William couldn't escape; teleportation spells were always faster than running on foot, and there was also the ability to warp space and reflect one's own magic—a disgusting class.

But William already had a solution.

Mud and rocks accumulated beside William, rising up into a wall in the narrow alley.

Teleportation mages cannot reflect area-of-effect spells, and this sinister figure before him had never hidden in space—this was the result of William's numerous tests. Powerful area-of-effect spells were his only means of defense. And such spells often required a long preparation time.

Chanting incantations in front of the fastest teleportation stone is practically suicide.

But William is different.

Third Ring Talent, Chaos Creation.

The stone element spell is actually based on the lightning magic model, and William will complete the casting very quickly, exceeding the opponent's expectations.

The rising mud wall is like a tall dam, but the increasingly restless magic makes the dam precarious. Before long, a rolling mudslide will bring people back to their graves.

Just as William had expected, the enemy teleported and rushed forward. Apart from reflecting William's spells, this strange arcane mage was more like a cunning beast at other times, and would definitely try to get close to William if given the choice to engage in melee combat.

Time was up; the spell model was fully charged when the enemy was two meters away from William.

Just then, a sharp pain suddenly appeared on William's side, and the magic shield immediately converted its magic to force the attacker out of his body.