Chapter 106

“Boom——!!!”

With another sharp explosion echoing, the Transcendents from various churches outside the Soren Mountain Range paled as they looked up at the battle raging in the sky.

What on earth is happening?

A common question lingered in everyone’s mind.

It was supposed to be just a Level 0 Sealed Item containment mission, requiring them to stay at the periphery of the mountains, ensuring the contamination didn’t leak out.

Even if the process might be a bit bumpy, with the help of that third princess, success could be achieved.

Yet, the battle suddenly erupting high above left everyone utterly dumbfounded.

The overwhelming might, invoking primal fears deep within human souls, made everyone shudder, as though they wanted to run away in sheer horror.

Fearing that the shockwaves from the fight between those two mysterious entities might brush against them, wiping them out.

It was just too powerful, too terrifying!

Even those who had seen the cardinals from their respective churches had never felt such a strong and malevolent Transcendent Power.

Sudden bursts of movement too fast to visually track, the ability to obliterate mountains with mere gestures, and even slight collisions that could shatter the ground.

Watching the two figures that appeared in various angles as if teleporting, sometimes intertwining, sometimes tearing apart and reassembling, their shrieks resounding through the sky.

A shadow loomed over everyone’s hearts.

As for the barrier that was supposed to protect them?

It had been obliterated into dust the moment those two mighty beings clashed for the first time!

If it weren’t for the existence of the church’s regulation office, hundreds of Transcendents would likely have already rebelled.

“Everyone, remain calm!”

Finally, the acting bishop of the Church of Heavenly Justice spoke up.

“We’ve contacted the major churches in the surrounding cities; likely, help will arrive soon, so…”

However, those words sounded weak and hollow.

Could the Transcendents from these border cities truly handle those two demon-like existences?

Damn it!!!

High above, the Creation Demon roared in rage as it restructured its body for what seemed like the umpteenth time.

The Tyrant King Kusustain was just too powerful.

At that moment, he was at a partial rank and had lost his previous vessel, leaving him awfully weakened.

If Ivyst hadn’t forcefully destroyed the Wishing Jar, he might still have been able to hold his own against the Tyrant King’s consciousness.

But everything had gone awry; what was once expected development turned out to be a disaster.

Moreover …

Staring at the demon-like boy before him, the Creation Demon erupted with frustration.

At this very moment, for reasons unknown, his previously damaged body had been restored. The cracks on his back and body, resembling porcelain, had healed, and even the gaping hole in his chest along with the arm ripped away by Kusustain had grown back.

Not only that, but even the pollution from the black sludge on him had vanished without a trace.

Now, Lynn looked completely unharmed, a fitting vessel for the Tyrant King’s malignant power.

He harbored dragon-like strength, capable of destroying entire mountains with a flick of his wrist, and could even crack space itself with a single punch.

And all this was thanks to the Creation Demon.

While battling Kusustain, he also had to divert his power to help Lynn repair his body.

Otherwise, with his fragile physique, Lynn couldn’t survive until this fight concluded.

And that was exactly the outcome the Tyrant King craved.

He wanted to rain down devastation upon this ant as punishment for raising a middle finger at the demon kind.

However, the Creation Demon had a simpler goal.

He just wanted to keep living through Lynn’s body.

It wasn’t that it had to be him; it was just that a significant portion of his core attributes had fused with that guy.

This was a choice made out of desperation!

“Uvelia, it’s been three thousand years. You, a low-tier High Demon, have somehow grown even weaker.”

Kusustain cackled maniacally, using Lynn’s body to mock.

“How’s your situation any better?” the Creation Demon replied coldly, “Let me guess, how much longer until your arrival here is over?”

At that, a shadow flitted across Kusustain’s eyes.

Indeed.

Even he hadn’t anticipated that this boy who dared to raise a middle finger at him could maneuver the situation this far.

Although his power was formidable, the Creation Demon was renowned for survival skills; otherwise, he wouldn’t have made it through the last divine ambush and awaited a chance for revival.

And what he had descended with was merely a wisp of consciousness.

He could suppress his foe, but it wouldn’t lead to a resolution anytime soon.

After all, the opponent was still a High Demon; defeating was easy, but actually killing them was a steep task.

Presently, Kusustain’s aura was beginning to falter, and soon he’d have to vacate Lynn’s body.

“How about a trade?”

Just as Kusustain, previously furious and vengeful, suddenly calmed down.

His eyes still glowed red, yet he could converse normally now.

The Creation Demon eyed him coldly: “What trade?”

Controlling Lynn’s body, Kusustain surveyed the wreckage of the Soren Mountain Range: “After fighting for this long without a winner, why not put this clash on hold temporarily?”

“My sole aim has always been to let this ant who dared provoke me taste despair.”

“Let me take him away,” Kusustain grasped his beastly claws, revealing his sharp white teeth, “And in return, you may accompany me back to my territory.”

“At that point, I’ll choose a suitable vessel for you anew and help you regain your divine status.”

“How about it?”

At that, the Creation Demon frowned.

As he manipulated the black sludge to repair his body, he evaluated the extent of his fusion with Lynn, caught in a dilemma.

Kusustain spread his demonic wings, hovering in mid-air, gazing at him with a fierce expression, appearing certain of the Creation Demon’s choice.

“Agreed, I accept this trade.”

After what felt like an eternity, the Creation Demon suddenly released his grip on Lynn’s body, coldly responding.

At that, a grim smile crept onto Kusustain’s lips.

“Then you will temporarily relinquish your claim over this body.”

Kusustain declared.

At first, that kid’s consciousness was still barely resisting, even snatching back control over the body occasionally.

But with the Creation Demon involved, two beings on par with gods had not only brawled in reality but also cluttered his spiritual world as well.

That kid had been quiet for too long.

He was likely already scattered by the demon’s presence, nearing complete demise.

But he wouldn’t allow this wretched human to simply die.

Moreover, with the descent’s end drawing near, Kusustain reluctantly chose to negotiate.

He was, after all, a demon and not a mindless killer.

“Alright.” Upon hearing the Tyrant King’s suggestion, the Creation Demon didn’t hesitate, “But you need to show your sincerity too.”

“Weaken your demonization over him, or my core attributes will be compromised.”

“.Of course.”

Kusustain hesitated for a few seconds before roaring.

The next moment, as the dark scales on Lynn’s chest slowly retreated, the boy’s thin yet robust body gradually exposed itself to the air.

Thanks to the previous healing by the Creation Demon, no obvious wounds could be seen.

He could even faintly sense his heartbeat.

Seeing Kusustain first reveal good intentions, the Creation Demon nodded and slowly approached him.

“Just wait, I’ll release my hold over this body now.”

As the distance between the two drew closer, the Creation Demon slowly remarked.

But the next second, a glint of icy killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

伴随一道黑影闪过，手中的黑泥瞬间凝成尖刺，洞穿了林恩的胸口。

Yet, immediately after, a claw with a color of iron and edges sharp followed, crushing his skull!

“I knew it!!!” Kusustain howled in rage, “You’re a demon!!! How can a demon possibly abide by a deal?!!!!”

As his head was crushed, the Creation Demon’s body shattered into fragments.

But the dark sludge that had pierced Lynn’s chest found a fleeting opportunity, darting into the wound like an eel.

He concentrated all of his consciousness into that clump of black sludge, as Kusustain momentarily halted his demonization, flooding into Lynn’s body!

Given that his descent time was nearly up and this was merely a wisp of Kusustain’s consciousness, the Creation Demon naturally gained the upper hand.

The tide of battle turned in an instant!

At that moment, Kusustain, whose consciousness was being invaded, oscillated between manic laughter, fury, and a distorted visage as he attempted to crush his own heart, only to use his other hand to restrain his self-destructive behavior.

He resembled a person with split personality, two distinct personas emerging within Lynn’s body.

Seizing the chance, the Creation Demon would never let Kusustain reclaim this body again!

“Did I not keep to the deal?” In the spiritual realm, the Creation Demon let out a deafening shriek, suppressing Kusustain’s hint of consciousness with a mental assault, “As if going back to the demon realm with you would coax some kindness out of you!”

“How absurd!!!”

Being fellow demons, how could Kusustain’s little tricks possibly escape the Creation Demon’s scrutiny?

Perhaps having traded intellect for power, while the Tyrant King was strong among high-dimensional demons, his cunning was painfully lacking.

Feeling intense alerts from his own body, Kusustain vaguely detected gazes watching from all directions and time itself.

Clearly, causing such an uproar within the bounds of the Saint Roland Empire had drawn the attention of several powerful beings.

At this point, Kusustain’s consciousness was weaker than ever.

The demonization layer on Lynn’s exterior could no longer hold; the scales and wings were shattering into fragments, falling away.

His power was ebbing away like a tide.

The time for his divine descent was finally coming to an end.

Within the spiritual realm, as Kusustain sensed the Creation Demon’s mocking gaze, his heart brimmed with rage and murderous intent.

But the strong pull from his real body yanked him rapidly out of Lynn’s, his consciousness drawn away.

“You!!!” Battling against that alluring force, Kusustain used his fading strength to retaliate, “Uvelia, I’ll remember this grudge!!! One day, I shall—”

“Save that talk for our next reunion.” The Creation Demon smirked coldly, “But for now, this farce must come to an end.”

What was once Lynn’s spiritual world was now filled with the figures of two grotesque demons.

One bore an expression of reluctance and fury, resembling a lion shackled; the other had a triumphant smirk as if securing ultimate victory.

They seemed to have forgotten a certain existence that had long since vanished.

“Indeed, it’s time to end this.”

A sudden voice rang throughout the spiritual realm.

The expressions of the Creation Demon and Kusustain froze on their faces.

Accompanied by an unhurried footstep, the Creation Demon incredulously glanced over, staring at the figure that had suddenly invaded his spiritual realm.

“You still retain consciousness?”

At that moment, gazing at the calm boy, a sense of foreboding inexplicably arose within the Creation Demon.

“Of course.” Lynn smiled, and suddenly thorns and howling shadows burst forth from his body, “By the way, you two seemed to be having quite a ball in my spiritual world just now.”

“Isn’t it my turn now?”

Watching the disbelief in the eyes of the two demons, Lynn slowly raised his right hand.

Then, he snapped his fingers.

Thorn Crown, activate.

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