Chapter 30: Great Demon Head

Ah…

Invaded by the cold and evil Death Aura, the Saintess and the Black Eagle Captain, who was not yet completely dead, screamed in unison and struggled desperately. Especially the Black Eagle Captain, who was left with only a head and was about to be completely burned to ashes, let out a final scream almost from the depths of his soul. Helplessly, the more they struggled, the tighter the big hand transformed from the Dark Mist squeezed.

“Your muscles and bones will become my flesh, and your soul will become the source of my strength!”

Hu Feng roared and operated the Great Devour Technique to the extreme. The thick Dark Mist submerged the two of them. After a scream, the Black Eagle Captain, who was left with only a head, was the first to be devoured. As a stream of dark golden energy surged in, strands of sharp Sword Qi suddenly appeared outside Hu Feng’s body, and many ultimate sword skills flashed through his mind.

Devouring the Black Eagle Captain, a Grand Swordsman, allowed his cultivation in the Sword Dao to advance by leaps and bounds!

“God says, no matter how powerful and evil the Undead is, the soul will be eternally fallen, and must…”

Witnessing the fate of the Black Eagle Captain, the dim virtual shadow of the Saintess was both shocked and angry. She mustered her last strength to use the Great Prophecy Technique with all her might. In the sky covered by the Dark Mist, boundless Angel Flame quickly appeared, carrying the virtual shadows of fire-type holy beasts such as firebirds and fire phoenixes. Compared with the previous Angel Flame, the momentum was even greater.

Puff…

A ray of black light suddenly streaked across the air.

The Saintess’s Great Prophecy Technique was astonishingly powerful, but unfortunately, it stopped abruptly after only half of it was cast!

Looking at Hu Feng who suddenly appeared in front of her, she widened her eyes in disbelief. A small but fatal hole was left in the center of her forehead by the pitch-black and cold Dark Magic Pen. Her body scattered with the wind with a ‘crash’, and a wisp of consciousness completely lost contact with the main body.

The devil is one step higher than the saint!

After breaking through to the third stage of a Magician, Hu Feng’s figure was even more unpredictable. The wisp of Sword Qi attached to the tip of the Dark Magic Pen almost condensed the lifelong strength of the Black Eagle Captain, a Grand Swordsman. With a full-strength strike, it directly defeated this virtual shadow of the Saintess left in Wuhai Town.

Holy, cold, arrogant, solemn…

Hu Feng closed his eyes, floating in the air just like that, quietly comprehending the profoundness of this wisp of consciousness from the Saintess. A Demi-god Stronger, just a single wisp of consciousness, the power and comprehension it contained were far above those of the Black Eagle Captain, a Grand Swordsman.

…

Hu Feng refined and devoured the wisp of consciousness right there. At the same time, in a palace tens of thousands of miles away, a White-robed Woman suddenly opened her eyes.

Solemn and sacred, the spotless long robe was white without a single flaw. Every inch of skin and every strand of hair carried a sacred and inviolable aura. Behind her, standing in a row were eight twelve-winged Angel guards. They were powerful, and almost every one of them stood at the peak of Fifteenth Step creatures.

“Interesting, a tiny Magician has actually cultivated to such a level. Is this a reincarnated Demon King, or…” The White-robed Woman pondered silently, her expression calm, her eyes showing no trace of emotional fluctuation. After a long while, she took out a teardrop-shaped Astrology Stone and whispered softly.

Great Divination Technique!

The Saintess, who had woken up from her seclusion, personally used the Great Divination Technique to probe Hu Feng’s origin and destiny. The Holy Energy poured into the Astrology Stone was enough to set off a Planar Storm even if only a trace leaked out.

Before the virtual shadow was defeated, Hu Feng’s cold eyes hidden behind the Ghost King Cloak left an indelible impression on her. For this reason, she did not hesitate to consume a large amount of energy to use the Great Divination Technique. Unexpectedly, one hour passed, two hours passed, but the Astrology Stone remained gray and hazy, without any change. It was as if Hu Feng did not exist at all, or his fate trajectory had been erased by a supreme stronger with great power, making it impossible to see his past, present, and future.

“Huh…”

The Saintess, who was usually as calm as an iceberg, screamed in surprise, her expression changed. After pondering for a moment, she whispered an order in a maid’s ear. Soon, a burly and fierce Holy Knight strode up. He was wearing a sacred armor blessed by the gods and a pair of dragon bone combat boots. He bowed respectfully.

“Arthas, go to the west of the Sunset Wasteland and bring a person back!” The Saintess drew a few strokes on a white paper, sketching Hu Feng’s figure. With a gentle flick of her finger, the white paper landed in front of the Holy Knight.

Glancing at the figure on the white paper, Arthas frowned, “Lord, many hunters on the Wasteland wear this kind of big cloak, this…”

The Sunset Wasteland was said to be boundless, with an astonishingly large area. Trying to find an obscure ordinary person inside was simply like looking for a needle in a haystack. Although he had led the Angel Squad into the Wasteland many times and was familiar with the terrain, Commander Arthas still could not help but feel helpless about this task.

“His Death Aura is not very huge, but it is colder and more evil than that of a Fifteenth Step Ghost Dragon; his speed is still not as fast as the Fourteenth Step Battle Angel under your crotch, but it is not far off; his eyes are colder than the coldest Demon Hunter!” The Saintess paused, then continued slowly, “And he has only cultivated to the realm of a Low-rank Magician now! Such a person, no matter how deeply he hides, will always leave footprints on the Wasteland. Arthas, if you can’t find the person, you don’t need to come back!”

“Yes!”

The fierce Holy Knight bowed to accept the order, his heart trembling. This task seemed simple, but there were unknown dangers hidden behind it!

He had only cultivated to the tiny realm of a Low-rank Magician yet was so powerful, making the high-and-mighty Saintess value him so much. Just how terrifying of a Great Demon Head was this?

Phew…

Hu Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes, completely unaware that he had become a Great Demon Head in the eyes of a Holy Knight.

After refining the Saintess’s wisp of consciousness, the originally dim Magic Crystal in his body rippled with green light, while the Soul Crystal was tainted with a touch of red. On the surface, he only had the strength of a Low-rank Magician, but once he agitated the Magic Crystal and Soul Crystal in his body, he could immediately erupt with a mountain-moving energy. Once the Magic Crystal and Soul Crystal materialized one day, he could truly become a powerful Demi-god Stronger!

A person’s vision and pursuit determine the realm he can reach in the future!

In the vast Wasteland, many people’s lifelong dream was to become a powerful Swordsman or Magician, taking the powerful Demon Hunters in the Settlement as role models. Hu Feng was completely different. Although he had only cultivated to the third stage of a Magician, standing on the shoulders of the Lich King Ovisis, he saw a completely different world. All opponents below the Divine Domain were all stepping stones on the path of cultivation!

He wanted to climb to the highest peak of cultivation and cultivate to the Divine Domain Peak!

The great battle on the Crystal High Tower attracted the attention of all parties, but it did not change the fate of Wuhai Town, this Settlement, being destroyed.

Under the tide-like impact of the Wandering Hunters, the defense of the Settlement was gone. Wandering Hunters with disheveled hair rushed into the Settlement and began a massacre. There were fewer and fewer Faith-guarding Knights gathered around Elder Akashic, and corpses were everywhere. Behind them, the Nuns with no combat power were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, crying helplessly in the cold wind.

“The world of Liches does not believe in tears. Farewell, Ophelia!”

Watching the completely one-sided slaughter below, Hu Feng was silent for a moment, then immediately spread his Dark Wings and roared. In an instant, more skeletons and Zombie Warriors emerged from the ground, and even a few evil and powerful Corpse Witches appeared. They fiercely charged at the formation of the Wandering Hunters, forcibly tearing a huge gap to kill a way out for the people in the Settlement.

After devouring the Saintess’s wisp of consciousness, Hu Feng truly displayed the power of the treasure, the Ghost King Cloak.

This treasure could conceal the aura and energy fluctuations in the body, but more importantly, it could greatly increase the power of the Great Spirit Gathering Technique. Previously, he could only summon frail Skeleton Guardians, but now, he could not only summon Skeleton Warriors and Zombie Warriors but also directly summon powerful Corpse Witches. When the poisonous Corpse Witch cloud covered them, the Wandering Hunters who had no time to dodge immediately fell in swathes.

The Sea of Skeletons tactic allowed the Lich Legion to sweep away the small forces around the castle. Once a large number of Tenth Step Corpse Witches were summoned to form a Corpse Witch Sea tactic, the Lich Legion would be invincible. At that time, any fortress, any Fifteenth Step Ghost Dragon would be dregs. Under the pressure of the boundless Corpse Witch cloud, everything would turn to dust!

Seeing the Nuns rushing out of the encirclement of the Wandering Hunters under the protection of the Faith-guarding Knights, Hu Feng did not stay any longer. He swept up all the weapons and armor inside the eighth floor of the Crystal High Tower, then spread his Dark Wings and disappeared with a ‘whoosh’, returning to the distant Lich Castle. Just as his figure disappeared, a tall figure rushed into the smoking Monastery below.

“Hu Feng, where are you, Hu Feng…”

Ophelia anxiously rushed into room after room, walking through every corner Hu Feng often visited, but unfortunately, she still did not find that familiar figure. Turning around to look at the smoke-filled Settlement, her hands and feet were ice-cold, her nose felt sour, and her heart felt empty, as if she had lost the most precious thing in her life.

“It was me who harmed him, it was me who harmed him… Hu Feng, Hu Feng… where are you exactly?”

Ophelia’s eyes were blurred with tears. She stumbled through every corner, reluctant to leave for a long time. At this moment, she would rather Hu Feng stayed in the remote and cold castle, growing old alone. In the end, she was forcibly taken away by two pious knights to catch up with Elder Akashic and the others. Behind her, a blooming cherry blossom fell with the wind, staying in a remote corner of the Monastery.

After returning to Wuhai Town, Ophelia never forgot the story Hu Feng told.

She did not know the name of the girl who had been waiting for Hu Feng’s return under the cherry blossom tree outside the Wasteland, nor did she know what she looked like. She only knew that the girl was very happy, so happy that it made people jealous. At least, in a distant and broken castle, there was a lover who had lost his memory, missing her figure every day, ten years like a day!