Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1109: Ancestral Will

"My brother is indeed on this planet, and I can already feel him. But that woman named Sona also said that my brother has already established his own power on this planet. If we rashly show up, I'm afraid we'll attract the interference of the planet's natives. After all, I can faintly feel some powerful auras inside. A few of them are enough to threaten me. Stark narrowed his eyes. "So to find my brother, I think we need to borrow the help of some of the planet's natives. This is called following the customs of the countryside."

A prosperous city quickly appeared in the ship's porthole. Late at night, the lights in the city were not visible, but the magnificent tension of the city could not be concealed by the dense night. Even Stark, accustomed to seeing the magnificent scenery in the universe, had to admit that the city had a simple and magnificent beauty.

What he saw was Oliska, the capital of the human kingdom.

At the same time, on the way back to Daybreak Castle, the emperor was riding on a gray horse and looked like a middle-aged knight. However, when Dawn Mountain was in sight, Tangerio's eyes suddenly lit up, and the sun seemed to rise in his eyes. The Great Emperor suddenly raised his head, and the night sky was as quiet as ever. He frowned and shook his head, "Look, I'm really old. This is a shock …"

What he didn't know was that when he raised his head, the invisible flying ship was sliding over and circling around the Mount of Dawn, heading towards the Royal Hunting Ground.

Void of consciousness.

When Alan passed by the foot of the volcano and brushed past the scorching lava, his eyes were filled with endless darkness. He seemed to have fallen into the bottomless abyss, but with his past experience, Alan knew what was coming next.

He was about to enter the depths of his consciousness again. After a few previous experiences, he knew what he had seen at that time. It was a will that rested in the depths of one's consciousness. It was old enough, and it was absolutely powerful. If nothing unexpected happened, that will should be the ancestor on the other side of the river of life. However, Alan had never heard of anyone who could peek at the will of the ancestor from the depths of his consciousness. Even if he were to walk on the path of the ancestor's descendants, it would still be impossible for him to come into contact with the will of the ancestor.

This was definitely a novel experience for Alan. Through his first two encounters, he already knew that his will was like lava in the depths of a volcano. It was scorching hot and violent. On that night in Frost Wind City, when he first came into contact with that will, Alan's heart was filled with violence under its influence. When Laura appeared and used her body to draw out the flames in Allen's body, Allen did not turn into a murderer or anything else.

The second time he came into contact, he went even deeper into that will and saw its statue that looked like a giant god. Then, he gave it a space of consciousness. However, that contact had given Allen a lot of information from his will, which made Allen's interest shallow.

Now that Alan was planning to make a third contact, it was hard for him to predict what would happen. However, this was something that had to be done. After all, there was an ancestral will in the depths of his consciousness. There was no precedent for such a thing. Alan had no way of judging whether it was good or bad, so what he could do was to try to understand it as much as possible.

The answer could only be found with his own hands.

A faint glow of fire began to appear in the abyss. Alan focused his attention and saw the sea of flames in the depths of his consciousness emerge from the darkness. As soon as Alan saw the flames, his hair and skin began to burn and eventually turned into a ball of flames. This ball of flame descended from the sky and fell into the sea of flames, but not a single splash of water splashed out. Alan's mind was calm as he looked through his "eyes" of consciousness. In the depths of the sea of flames, burning trenches were everywhere. He was descending towards one of the trenches, and even though he had turned into flames, he could still feel the burning heat for which even his soul would be burned.

He fell into the trench.

At first, his line of sight was filled with blazing flames, as if he was in purgatory. Very quickly, the flames scattered in front of his eyes. Alan seemed to have passed through another space. He found himself slowly falling on another piece of land. At this moment, he felt something in his heart. He looked at the end of the earth. At the end was a bright red flame, spitting out thick smoke entangled in black and gray, as well as a faint figure.

The figure was so huge that it looked like a giant standing in the heavens and earth. Its legs were hidden deep in the ground, the flowing clouds sweeping over its waist, and its eyes were the two blazing suns outside the clouds! josei

Come to me!

There was a voice that resounded throughout the world. The vast sound waves filled every corner of the world, making Alan hear it clearly. That will was summoning him, and every cell in Alan was cheering and leaping, if he still had cells in his current state.

At the same time.

The Dead Valley trembled once again in the southern region of the Bailey Empire. The tremor came from the depths of the Blood King's cemetery. The entire cemetery was shaking, but to the Death Lion Army warriors stationed on the tenth floor, it was no surprise that the cemetery was shaking like this.

Looking at the wisp of mud powder falling on his shoulder, the warrior hiding in the crimson helmet said in a hoarse voice, "Here we go again. Those fellows below are probably going crazy again."

A colleague shrugged his shoulders and said, "God knows what happened down there. From the discovery of the cemetery until now, there has never been such a frequent outbreak. It feels like something big is going to happen sooner or later."

"Who knows? Right now, I just want to know how much longer we have to stay in this grave."

"Shh, look …"

The two warriors looked at each other at the same time, and in the dim space in the distance, a little scarlet fluorescence appeared. The two warriors glanced at each other and helplessly pulled out their sabers to face the countless graveyard creatures that had pounced out of the darkness. That night, the creatures in the Blood King's Cemetery exploded again. This was the third large-scale explosion that had occurred since the mutation in the cemetery. The ruins investigation team, which was responsible for studying the cemetery, could not give a definite answer to this phenomenon.

Returning to the depths of his consciousness, Alan continued to fall. He saw a dark red charred ground stretching for tens of thousands of kilometers. There were no plants on this charred ground, but there was no life. There were only rolling black mountains, lakes of magma, volcanoes spewing black smoke, and huge cracks that looked like wounds on the earth! Finally, Alan landed on the ground. When he landed, Alan found himself able to stand up. He regained his body.

However, he no longer had a human form. Now, his body was made up of pure flames. Alan raised his hand and watched his ten fingers continuously emanate flames. Inside these crimson flames, one could feel the existence of Heavenly Fire Origin Energy. The distant will was still summoning, but there was no more shocking sound waves that could pierce the heavens and earth at first, and its voice could only be heard in Alan's mind. It was as if a father was calling for his son.

Thus, Alan raised his foot. Although he didn't know how long it would take to reach the figure, he still walked towards the direction where the two blazing suns were rising in the sky.

The ancient will was looking at him.

In this desolate, tens of thousands of kilometers of scarlet earth, a fiery man walked forward. Alan was accustomed to this kind of flame form. Soon, he began to run. In the end, he swept a hundred meters and turned into a streak of fire that rolled across the red ground like a meteor.

However, the journey was clearly not as smooth as he had imagined. After traveling about ten kilometers, the ground began to tremble. Alan had to stop in case something happened. A dozen meters away from him, the burnt ground bulged. The dark red mud powder scattered in all directions, and a wolf-like exotic beast jumped out from the ground. The exotic beast's entire body was wrapped in scorched earth. Flames flowed through the lines on its body. Its eyes and even its roaring mouth could see the flames spurting out. It was as if the exotic beast's body was wrapped in a ball of flames or even magma!

More and more exotic beasts like this jumped out from the charred ground, densely packed like a sea of beasts. Alan could not sense any goodwill from them, and he knew that these exotic beasts were there to stop him from advancing. This was a kind of enlightenment, one that could be known without the need for an outsider's explanation. Of course, Alan would not retreat here. With a thought, flames erupted from his right hand.

The flames sprayed out, then gathered, and finally condensed into a saber. Alan waved his Flame Blade and hooked his finger at the nearest exotic beast. The exotic beast spat out two streams of fire from its nostrils, then retracted its body and pounced towards Alan. Ellen dodged sideways with ease, and the flame blade moved freely, opening a wound on the side of the exotic beast's body. There was no blood splashing out from the wound, only lava landing on the ground, burning wisps of green smoke on the ground.

The Flame Saber dragged it to the end and sliced open the beast. The beast was still in mid-air, and its body suddenly split into a pile of scorched stones that flickered with flames. Alan let out a long, silent howl as he dragged the flame saber into the sea of beasts. The exotic beast was like a tide, instantly drowning Allen's figure. However, within the beast tide, a wave of might quickly surged into the sky. The flame saber broke through the herd of beasts, causing the exotic beasts to fly down and scatter into countless charred stones. Allen's flame saber pointed forward. It pointed in the direction of the ancient will.

After an unknown amount of time, Alan opened his eyes and his consciousness returned to reality. After a moment of daze, Alan remembered that he was in Julian's private manor. The flame marks on his body were slowly fading away, and Alan closed his eyes. He could still remember the scene of him slaughtering the beasts with a flame knife in his world of consciousness. At first, he was still confined to his identity as a human, killing his enemies with just a flaming saber. But then, he began to form a second flame saber. In the end, he no longer restrained himself to the human form. Instead, he transformed into a sea of flames and surrounded the beasts. In fact, he even charged ten thousand kilometers like a meteor, directly carving holes in the beasts' herd.

At the same time, Alan could feel it. Every time he killed an exotic beast, his sense of existence in the world of consciousness grew stronger. When the herd finally retreated, he discovered that his body was no longer pure flames, but like those exotic beasts, his entire body was covered in thin layers of rock. Flames would occasionally spray out from the cracks in the rock strata, and at this moment, Allen's body seemed to have lit up with thousands of lines.

It was a very fulfilling feeling of strength, but it was a pity that Alan hadn't had time to experience this brand new body. The burnt ground, the giant shadow, and the entire world quickly retreated. When he regained his senses, he had already woken up in the manor room.