Chapter 1179 - 475: Sixth Stage
Another dark night.
This night, the sky was dim and lightless, with no stars twinkling, nor a full moon hanging high.
The entire world was engulfed in a lightless darkness, a rare night of pure black.
And at this moment.
On a slightly raised hill in the wilderness, there was a node of Magic Power.
And on this hill, a group of silhouettes could be seen.
Chadite stood at the edge of the hill, watching the front, alert to the surrounding situation.
She wasn’t the only one.
Lucilia, Julia, and Juanlu were also standing guard around the area.
Along with the Puppet Girl.
And the strongest here, the Great Elder who had reached the Eighth Stage.
Although it wasn’t appropriate to call him the Great Elder anymore, he should be addressed as the Elemental Leader, but the former title had stuck.
Besides these, Henggs could be seen riding a spectral warhorse, leading a group of ghostly horsemen patrolling the area.
It was just an inconspicuous little hill, yet it was heavily fortified.
As if guarding something important.
And in the center of this encirclement.
A lone figure sat quietly there.
Only a soft blanket was spread on the ground, and above him floated the Magic Gathering Stone he used before.
But now, the Magic Gathering Stone had been optimized and improved multiple times, with many accompanying Gemstones rotating around it, enhancing and stabilizing its function.
And the one utilizing this Magic Gathering Stone was Alka.
He sat cross-legged on this hill, eyes closed.
Seemingly in deep meditation.
Finally, the Magic Gathering Stone activated.
A vast amount of magic started to form a vortex, gathering around Alka.
Through the Magic Gathering Stone and its accompanying stones, this magic was quickly filtered into a form extremely suitable for Alka to absorb.
Alka also began to absorb it gradually, drawing this magic into his own body.
And within his body.
There were three densely packed spirals arranged together.
Clearly visible, each spiral had as many as 81 individual spiral rings tightly packed together, almost indistinguishable from one another. Only the gaps between the three spirals could be seen.
As Alka operated, each spiral rotated, each model representing potent magic.
The combinations formed a sturdier structure and more precise magic.
The massive influx of magic created pressure.
Forcing the three spirals to compress and draw closer, gradually reducing the gaps between them.
So outwardly too, this magic formed a vortex siphoning in.
"Boom!"
A peal of thunder echoed across the wilderness.
A thick blue lightning bolt struck downward, within it could be seen bizarre and sinister shades of white and red.
Feeling this lightning.
The Great Elder immediately raised his hand.
A massive rock abruptly protruded from a spot several meters from Alka, shooting skyward.
Charging directly at the lightning, absorbing it entirely.
Boundless black mist began to emerge from the earth.
The Elder-Level Earth Elements surrounding the area simultaneously began to exert their power.
One totem after another appeared from the ground, beginning to suppress and resist the encroaching black mist.
These were remnants of the Abyssal influence, scars of the world.
They were converging here.
Facing these Abyssal influences carried by the air, Chadite’s body emanated a pure white gentle light, then burst forth, transforming her into a moon that soared into the sky.
Shooting straight up, she halted above Alka’s head, dozens of meters high.
The brilliant white moon instantly illuminated the surroundings, shrouding the entire plain in pure moonlight.
The pure moonlight repelled all evil auras, combating the Abyssal influences in the surrounding air.
Blue starlight flickered around the moonlight, transforming the boundless darkness of the night into a normal starry sky above them.
A song of praise to the moon echoed, akin to a return to a hometown’s night.
Julia, in coordination with the phonograph, started to play the newly recreated composition.
"Song of Praise to the Moon."
Composed together with Chadite, it could harness Chadite’s Moon Power, strengthening the moon’s power, making the moonlight both gentler and more resilient.
Under the music’s lauding.
The moonlight, initially overwhelmed by the Abyssal influences, began to contend with those fervent Abyssal invocations.
Murmurs emerged within the area, directly reaching Alka’s ears.
"Give up... so exhausting, the oppression of magic is so heavy, relax, accept the body’s guidance."
This voice echoed like a demonic enchantment, stirring the soul, inciting the laziest forces within human nature.
With such power, attempting to make Alka abandon his advancement.
But Alka remained unaffected by these voices.
His will, bolstered by the Dream Realm, was as steadfast as a rock.
One grotesque maw after another appeared around the moonlight, in the darkness.
"Aarrgghhh!"
"Kill!"
Bizarre roars and bloodthirsty shouts emanated from the darkness.
From those monstrous mouths emerged a horde of creatures.
Closer inspection revealed these creatures were all Abyssal Demons.
Charging relentlessly toward the hill.