Chapter 149: Chapter 149: Farewell, Elf Queen!
Next, the Monarch Level Demon Clan member made a swift decision:
"Demon King’s Body!"
In an instant, the pitch-black Demonic Qi enveloped him like a tidal wave.
As the inherent talent ability of the Demon King, this skill could double all his attributes in an instant!
[Blood Demon]
[Talent: Demon King]
[Level: Monarch Tier Three]
[Power: 100,000→200,000]
[Constitution: 100,000→200,000]
[Spiritual: 100,000→200,000]
[Speed: 100,000→200,000]
[Skills: Demon King Domain, Demon King’s Body...]
Feeling the rampaging power surging within, the Monarch of the Demon Clan curled his lips into a sinister smile.
How long has it been...
Since advancing to Commander Level, battles were often decided through domains.
He could no longer remember the last time he fully unleashed the Demon King’s Body like this.
But now, facing this unique human...
He attacked with all his might once more!
Seeing the full attributes of this Monarch Level Demon Clan reach 200,000 points, Aster Grant’s heart gradually sank.
The basic attributes of a Monarch Level Demon Clan are unbelievably high!
The two Beastbonds are now only at Commander Tier Two, and have already exerted their maximum effort to enhance their attributes to the current level.
What’s more troubling is—
Under constant refinement by the domain, this Demon Clan’s physical body had reached perfection, with terrifyingly balanced attributes.
Not to mention, which one who achieves the position of Monarch hasn’t fought their way through seas of corpses and blood?
Therefore, trying to replicate Veridia’s previous ambush tactic was almost impossible to succeed.
But even so...
"Sovereign: Initiate!"
Aster Grant’s left eye suddenly turned silver-white.
"Slaughter: Grant!"
"Guardian: Grant!"
"Heavenly Grace: Grant!"
The three powers instantly entwined around the bodies of the two Beastbonds—
Lazuli was enveloped in a blazing Flame Battle Armor, and a spear formed of pure Fire Element solidified in her hand.
Above Veridia’s head, the Ghost King apparition donned a ghostly purple Ghost Clan battle armor, exuding a chilling Nether aura.
At this moment, Aster Grant had pushed the power of the two Beastbonds to the utmost.
This was his last trump card!
"Boom—"
At almost the same instant, two figures burst through the sky.
The burning angel and the ferocious Ghost King apparition simultaneously charged at the Demon Clan.
Terrifying shockwaves continuously erupted in the void, even the space crumbling inch by inch in such a high-level clash.
However, Aster Grant’s expression grew more and more grave.
It was still... lacking!
Even with all possible means exhausted, the two Beastbonds were still not on par with a true Monarch Level powerhouse...
More horrifyingly, although the opponent couldn’t fully deploy their domain, during the fierce battle...
Aster Grant clearly saw strands of black Domain Power seeping out from the Demon Clan’s body.
A chill ran through Aster Grant’s heart.
His "Absolute Forbidden Domain" was not perfect at suppressing Monarch Level powerhouses; it could only prevent the opponent from deploying the domain externally, not completely lock it down.
And even more fatal—
The sacrificial state... couldn’t last!
Realizing this, Aster Grant gritted his teeth.
Damn it!
Is there really no other way?
Just as the battle reached a stalemate...
An anomaly suddenly occurred in Aster Grant’s Beastbond Space.
He frowned and probed with his spiritual power, only to discover—
The golden World Tree Leaves had vanished without a trace, replaced by a stunning apparition.
Aster Grant’s eyes widened in shock.
This apparition...
Was clearly the Elf Queen he had met in the Elven Sanctum!
Before he could regain his composure, the figure had already appeared in the real world.
Her eyes, filled with endless wisdom, slowly opened.
"We meet again..."
The Queen’s gentle gaze fell on Aster Grant, as if time stood still in that moment.
At this moment, Aster Grant’s throat moved, a thousand words stuck in his heart.
Eventually, all the questions turned into one trembling query:
"Why did you leave such a prophecy for the Cat Clan!"
Now he understood, this Queen had foreseen today a thousand years ago—
Otherwise, why would she leave a second prophecy and prepare the golden leaf as a sacrificial medium.
However...
The Elf Queen gently shook her head.
"It was not my intention to leave a prophecy..."
She gazed intently at Aster Grant, time itself reflected in her gaze.
"It was you... who made me do it."
What?!
Aster Grant’s pupils contracted sharply, as if struck by lightning.
A thousand years ago?
At that time, he hadn’t even arrived in this world!
How could he have made the Elf Queen do such a thing?!
As if seeing through his confusion, the Queen raised her slender hand to stop his questioning.
"The current you... does not need to know yet."
She whispered softly, a faint glow emerging in her palm.
"One day, you will understand everything."
Aster Grant’s gaze fell into the palm of the Queen.
There lay curled up...
It was Sally’s soul!
[Cat Clan (Sally)]
[Status: Soul Body]
[Talent: Ordinary One Star]
[Level: Awakening Tier One]
[Power: 0]
[Constitution: 0]
[Spiritual: 1]
[Speed: 0]
[Skills: None]
"Sally!"
Upon recognizing the soul, Aster Grant cried out in shock.
Instinctively, he wanted to reach out, but as he saw Sally’s attributes clearly, his hand abruptly stopped.
Sally had only 1 point in the Spiritual attribute.
The rest of the attributes...
Were all 0!
Her talent and level were the lowest possible.
If not careful, she could dissipate.
At this moment, the Elf Queen gently caressed the fragile soul and softly said:
"Place her in the Soulspring, Aster Grant."
Hearing these words, Aster Grant nodded.
The function of the Soulspring was to enhance spiritual power, and the soul body of Sally could only survive there.
He carefully wrapped Sally in his spiritual power, handling her like a precious treasure, and placed her in the Soulspring of his Beastbond Space.
After doing all that, Aster Grant jerked his head up:
"How can I revive her?!"
Yet the Queen slowly shook her head.
"What do you mean?!"
Aster Grant’s eyes turned red, his voice trembling.
Did the Queen’s words mean that Sally could never wake up...
But the Queen, as if seeing through his thoughts:
"She is the only suitable candidate, which is why I chose her."
"Chose? What choice?"
"Chronospirit Clan." The Elf Queen slowly spoke: "Only such a pure soul state has the possibility to evolve into a Chronospirit Clan member, only then can the lost Divine Pattern of the Chronospirit Clan be found!"
At that moment, the Elf Queen’s figure began to gradually become transparent.
Not much time remained...
Her expression suddenly became stern, her tone unprecedentedly grave:
"Remember, each Divine Pattern is critically important, and must never fall into the hands of the Demon Clan!"
Before her voice even fell, she no longer looked at Aster Grant but slowly turned towards Vera, who was standing still.
Those eyes, which saw through time and space, were now filled with a millennium’s worth of accumulated guilt.
"Vera..."
The gentle call made the Elf Maiden tremble all over.
"Mother... is sorry for you."
This late apology from a thousand years past had barely dispersed when the Queen’s form faded away like morning mist, and the golden leaf withered alongside it.
Just as the last trace of light and shadow was about to vanish—
A brilliant golden Divine Pattern suddenly flashed out of the void, streaking across the sky like a shooting star, and went straight into Vera’s forehead!
...
...