Chapter 422: Chapter 191: Another Person’s Action
Bologue went to rescue Aimou, and Lebius embarked on his own journey. As he hurried forward, memories of his previous conversation with Bologue couldn’t help but surface in his mind.
Lebius asked Bologue, "Do you think you can persuade Aimou?"
Bologue hesitated for a few seconds, then his eyes became determined, "I think I can."
"I didn’t expect you to be a negotiation expert."
"No, I just understand what Aimou is thinking... After all, she’s just a child. Every child has a period that cannot be understood by others, trapped in the agony of self-conflict, becoming increasingly rebellious."
"So?"
Lebius was somewhat shocked by Bologue’s words, finding it hard to imagine that this violent man also had such a meticulous mind.
Bologue took a deep breath and continued, "Aimou needs a mentor to guide her out of the confusion, and this mentor is usually someone close, from her family."
Bologue shrugged as he spoke, "Teda is not a good mentor."
Lebius agreed with a nod. Teda is not just a poor mentor; he’s practically a lunatic. If left unchecked, the Immortal Heart is bound to lose control.
In fact, the loss of control over the Immortal Heart is a minor issue. Awakening the Calamity is not that dangerous. What’s most deadly is that once the Calamity leaves the Abandoned Land, there will be no ’sacrifice’ for the light to extinguish.
To suppress that sacred glow, the Order Bureau uses the Calamity to block the light, with endless flesh and blood to prevent its spread.
Penetrating the mist and skimming through the gale, Lebius hurriedly descended. During his fall, an ethereal blue glow enveloped him, multiple Ethereal Skills layered together, making him fearless like a being with a Steel Body.
"The Sixth Group has arrived at the Deep Nest Courtyard. The metro will depart in three minutes, expected to stop at Qiushang Town in fifteen minutes."
Yuriel’s voice echoed in Lebius’s mind.
"Does it really take at least eighteen minutes?" Lebius murmured, "No, the time should be longer."
Theoretically, it takes eighteen minutes for the Sixth Group to start and reach Qiushang Town, and the time to reach the battlefield from Qiushang Town is unknown. After all, Time Reversal is full of variables, and Lebius cannot completely trust this timing.
But this also means that as long as the reset point of Time Reversal is delayed as much as possible, Lebius has the opportunity to wait for the support of the Sixth Group... not only the Sixth Group but also the Ninth Group.
Those guys have the authority to use the Curved Path Breakthrough, and if necessary, these reckless madmen will charge like a surprise force.
"Curved Path Breakthrough... Yuriel, help me apply for Curved Path Breakthrough."
Lebius thought of something—it’s been too long since he faced such a severe incident that he actually forgot about this.
Yuriel floated within the Secret Core Ceremony, asking puzzledly, "Curved Path Breakthrough? But you’re already on the battlefield?"
The Curved Path Breakthrough is considered a kind of limit-removing Key of the Crooked Path that can be used for long-distance rapid movement in emergencies.
It doesn’t need a "key," just a door. If necessary, the Curved Path Breakthrough doesn’t even need a door; it can enforce an opening with just a designated area, carving out a fast-moving tunnel between two spaces.
However, unlike the Key of the Crooked Path, whose only side effects are dizziness and nausea, the Curved Path Breakthrough carries immense risk. Under forced opening, the connecting spaces aren’t stable, and after entering, you might find yourself in pieces on the other side.
Now that Lebius is already deep inside the Great Rift, he essentially has no reason to use Curved Path Breakthrough for movement, and the Great Rift interferes with the power of the path, affecting all spatial transference.
"No, it’s not for me. You just need to apply for me; those couriers know what to do."
Lebius’s voice echoed in Yuriel’s mind. Without further questioning, Yuriel absolutely trusted her leader.
A new connection was established, and Yuriel conveyed the message to the Decision Room. With the cooperation from the Decision Room, the Heart Core Net expanded continuously, involving more and more departments in the channel.
Yuriel’s gaze gradually turned dull and hollow until she completely lost self-awareness, operating solely as a station for communication and information processing.
Lebius swung out a hook line, and after a brief deceleration, he landed heavily on the ground.
This time, Lebius was not as flamboyant as before. Ethereal Concealment swirled around him, rendering the Ether reaction nearly null, making Lebius seem like an ordinary person as he moved through the corridor.
Based on the experience gained from previous Time Reversals, Teda, relying on the Void Realm of the Alchemy Workshop, can still hold on for a while.
The crucial point is that the King’s Shield Guard’s primary target is the Immortal Heart, so the power remaining here far exceeds that of the Fantasy Species.
What Lebius needs is intelligence, not reckless suicide.
He advanced like a phantom, and soon Lebius dove deep into the chaotic core.
The battlefield was filled with intense Ether turbulences, various attacks crashing toward the Alchemy Workshop, all blocked by the raised barriers.
In radiant explosions, the Alchemy Workshop stood firm like a rock.
Teda was prepared for this scene long ago. This was evident when, after obtaining the Immortal Heart, he used the Void Realm for the Alchemy Workshop to move.
Unexpectedly, Teda now wasn’t facing the Order Bureau as an enemy but the mysterious King’s Shield Guard.
Along with the Ether bombardment, the Void Realm’s barrier gradually weakened, causing the Alchemy Workshop to constantly tremble.
Every part of the Alchemy Workshop was covered in scarlet flesh, even the very crucial core was overlapped with flesh, resembling a spire formed by piled corpses and bones.
In a dim room, dust fell with the tremors like descending grey snow.
Teda stood by the bed, holding a still beating heart with both hands.
"Don’t worry, I will never let them take you away..."
Teda’s face was as withered as a corpse, and apart from the madness of his thoughts, there wasn’t even a trace of sanity left.
He could already see it—Alice opening her eyes and embracing him.
Slowly reaching forward, looking at Alice’s sleeping face, Teda’s breath quickened, his body trembling, inch by inch lowering his hands...
Outside the Alchemy Workshop, shield guards loyal to the Shadow King had already gathered there.
A silver and white figure stood at the forefront, dressed in exquisite silver and white armor, completely encasing his body. Through the seams of the armor, one could faintly see the glow flickering.
Behind the Silver Knight, there was a Negative Power User and two Prayer Believers standing at a distance, while the remaining Condensers continuously launched attacks, consuming the power of the Void Realm.
The strength of the King’s Shield Guard was far greater than the Order Bureau expected. During the venue’s raid, he had already lost many men, yet in such a short time, they had mobilized so much power.
"Speed up; our time is running out!"
Bucker shouted to the others. As the Negative Power User among them, Bucker acted as the commander of this team.
Having stayed in the darkness for too long, every time he found himself under the light, Bucker felt a sense of unease, not to mention that now they were being watched by the Order Bureau.
The others didn’t respond but intensified their attacks. Some, like Nade, could create flames, while others released pure Ethereal Shocks.
These two Secret Energies are common, belonging to the Path of Embers and Path of Origin from the King’s Secret Sword. As the King’s Shield Guard, a branch split from the King’s Secret Sword, they were not remarkable for possessing such powers.
To quickly capture the Alchemy Workshop, the two Prayer Believers also joined the battle, recklessly wielding Ether, consuming the power of the Void Realm.
To guard against possible dangers, Bucker refrained from striking, needing to conserve his Ether, while the Silver Knight standing at the forefront...
He remained silent and indifferent as if the battle didn’t concern him, merely acting as a watcher.
Bucker shifted his gaze away from the Silver Knight, fully aware that the other was beyond his command.
Just as Bucker considered whether to step in personally to accelerate the pace, he suddenly sensed a change on the battlefield.
An Ether reaction vanished... disappearing into thin air.
Battle instincts warned Bucker as he swiftly turned, greeted by a dazzling blade edge.
With a gust of wind, a crisp sound was heard as Lebius’s Staff Sword was knocked aside, a silver-white longsword steady planted before him.
In the distance, the Silver Knight held the stance of throwing the sword, with a wave of heated, red light surging in the darkness under the faceplate.