Chapter 598: Ranchi Heavenly Father in Heaven.
Chapter 586 – Father Ranch in the Sky
Above a blanket of dimness in the palace, Marquis Ulises’ hand cut through the shadows, drops of scarlet blood connecting into totems and bursting into solidity from mid-air.
As if blending darkness and light, it was both the embodiment of art and the forerunner of destruction.
The cries of the red-blooded giant eagle resounded through the sky, its feathers shining with blood-colored luster, its eyes like two burning fiery jewels, and its eighth-ranked Blood Familiars’ might on display.
Marquis Ulises lowered his arm, and the giant eagle then lifted its wings and flew up, transforming into a blood-red storm lightning that swept forward.
Although he couldn’t reach the throne yet, at this distance, the blood eagle summoned in front of him was able to bypass several layers of boundaries and attack McCarthy before his own body.
“For an after-party, you’d be better suited to a beast as an opponent.”
Ulises said.
“Let me see what you’re made of before it chews you down to the bone.”
With just one simple lift of its wings, the red-blooded giant eagle brought up a furious gale that crashed up against the boundary in front of the Ranch, sweeping dust and smoke from the palace carpet with a roaring echo.
“……”
After the vortex quickly stabilized, an opening cracked open in the center, revealing its true form – a massive wolf, surrounded by time-break-like crimson runes that roamed its dark, deep body.
“……”
Unlike the previous Purgatory Ghost, this abnormal wolf’s origin had a magical fluctuation that was inextricably linked to the Glow Demon, and it was clear that its creator was none other than the Glow Demon in front of it.
A hint of surprise surfaced on Marquis Ulises’ face at the dissipation of the giant eagle, while Ranch remained as calm as ever.
Ranchi’s words caused the Falling Secretary’s eyelids to twitch slightly.
“Because I’m tired of playing with paintings.”
He seemed to care about taking care of the 10th Patriarch Ulysses’ face, and not only did he not ridicule Ulysses at this time, but he also uttered such polite words.
“……?”
“How is it, intensity is the essence of a summon, can your half-assed determination to hone your drawing skills create a summon that overrides mine?”
The runic light around the Regency was twisted, pulled, and even torn apart by the vortex.
The light from Marquis Ulises’ giant eagle crashing into the boundary splashed in all directions on impact, as if a spark had streaked through the air, but before it could completely break through the boundary, the mysterious giant thing summoned by Ranch leapt violently and opened its mouth so wide that it actually devoured the blood-colored eagle struggling to crash into the boundary in one gulp amidst the falling secretary’s jaws on the ground.
The Tenth Patriarch Ulysses’ voice carried a bit of disbelief.
He really was too gentle.
By no means comparable to a mere artifact, Ulises was convinced that McCarthy wasn’t all that simple, just by the fact that this was an epic wolf that didn’t make sense.
Ranch replied simply, spreading his hands.
Ulysses, the Tenth Initiate, asked.
The Tenth Patriarch Ulysses looked at the epic giant wolf and found it hard to understand.
The Falling Secretary on the high platform of the throne in the distance clenched his teeth.
The Tenth Patriarch’s powers were even able to work with him to speed up the breakthrough of the boundary, and once he actually summoned an army of summons, the boundary would only collapse faster!
He accelerated the speed of disarming the boundary by half a point, constantly causing the invisible boundary to appear like glass in midair with spiderweb cracks, followed by breaking apart and crumbling.
The Tenth Patriarch Ulysses directed the Eighth Order Blood Eagle forward to continue breaking through the boundary.
The popping sound of metal clashing rang out.
Without replying, Ranch flicked his hand and tossed a trace of orange light, the distinctive texture making it seem both illusory and ethereal, the flow of the card’s lines seeming to be a living heartbeat as if suspended on the edge of the solid and the insubstantial.
Though this Bloodhawk was nowhere near as good as his original body, the remaining boundary in front of Ranch wasn’t going to hold it off for long.
“With such skills, you could have been among the ranks of recognized Daemons with your special skills and painting techniques, so why do you want to remain anonymous and be a nameless Daemon.”
Ranchi sighed with a smile.
“Don’t look at me ah, your opponent is it.”
“Hahahahaha, summoning summons to fight is pretty tiring, you could say it’s a tie.”
“Tired of playing ……?”
That magic card became shiny all of a sudden.
Ranchi observed the True Night Secretary’s dream and carefully awakened her, while raising his head and looking straight toward Marquis Ulises.
But how it sounded Caliera thought that Ranchi might also be switching methods to extremely humiliate the Tenth Patriarch.
He looked as chipper as ever.
The rampage of the blood-colored giant eagle and the ferocity of the giant wolf reached their extremes in this moment, and then went out immediately afterward, and with it a brief dead silence fell over the palace.
Continuing to wear out, there was a bad feeling welling up in Ulysses’ heart!
Marquis Ulises, the Tenth Patriarch, finally gazed at the demon in front of him, and asked
“No, why would a great Demon like you with superior painting skills and strength become a merchant?!”
Its entangled spirals separated in droves with the liberation of its power, coalescing into a giant vortex.
The red lines on its body were like the power to open up the sky, each of them shimmering and breathing as if they were connected to another dimension.
The fact that his giant eagle, a full eighth-ranked Blood Favors, was so easily resolved in front of the other party’s giant wolf was undoubtedly a huge setback in Ulysses’ eyes.
“Damn it!”
Boom!
“Yeah, one thing you can realize after reaching the peak of painting is that it feels like painting is nothing more than that.”
Ranch continued.
“When I was young I thought that was fine, but one day I suddenly realized that only world peace is the highest and greatest and noblest pursuit.”
His lazy and uncontested voice made it difficult for the listener to determine whether he was just joking around or had truly come to a great realization.
“Asshole!”
The Tenth Patriarch Ulysses, who had never seen a rival painter who so belittled art and teased him, clenched his fist tightly in his chest.
Ulises’ fingers trembled slightly, his breathing became a little sharp, as a high-minded artist, he had never encountered such direct contempt and suppression.
But soon, he composed himself again.
This royal palace boundary was in his way, emboldening an opponent that weak.
But in the end, the absolute gap could not be compensated by external circumstances.
“Hmph, very well, just how capable are you to be able to spout such nonsense, let me see it with my own eyes.”
Ulises said as he waved his hand away.
After experiencing a brief moment of anger, he quickly adjusted his emotions and took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with a renewed light of firmness and determination, he chose not to retreat at this critical moment, but to display his deeper power!
Marquis Ulises’ fingers gently danced in the air, his blood dripping down once again, this time, the translucent totem he slowly drew in the air flashed with an unsettlingly harsh light.
He would summon more summons to see if that wolf could still swallow!
“This palace is dark.”
Ranch said simply, letting go of the card that burst into a blazing orange cocoon of electricity, as sacred as the blazing sun.
At once.
The sun-like eye-catching light instantly overflowed the entire palace.
In an instant, it turned into a pure white world of light, as if it was about to burst through the doors of the Regency Hall, causing the first floor corridors of the Necaris Palace to be coated with a layer of iridescent denseness.
Before that, the being in Ranch’s shadow who was capable of using Nimble Power magic had thoughtfully delivered a pair of floating sunglasses to the Falling Secretary behind him.
After briefly closing her eyes, Falling Ching slowly opened her bright eyes again.
Her eyelashes fluttered lightly, unable to believe that there was even a demon in this world that wielded such power over the Blood!
On the battlefield, this guy was practically the blood race’s own father!
A bright sun-like ball of light rose throughout the palace, and under the blessing of the light, the earth became warm.
Marquis Ulises only felt that his brain was about to be pierced through, as if he was in the midday when day and night were reversed and reversed!
Marquis Ulysses, who was still about to paint, covered his eyes in pain as if they were pierced by millions of needles, and was forced to interrupt his painting, taking a few steps backward as if he had lost his balance.
And the half-finished Blood Favors that he had hastily summoned, similarly exposed to the sun and then tortured by the sound, began to emit a mournful cry.
“I don’t agree, I will never agree! A cynical fellow like you is actually indistinguishable from me!”
The Tenth Patriarch Ulysses roared in agony in the light.
In the last instant, he saw the great sun and couldn’t believe that this Glow Demon was able to create the sun with the body of a living being.
While Marquis Ulises would rather believe that the light that pierced his eyes was just a fantasy, the truth was that he was weakened to less than a tenth of his strength! “It is but a sweet dream if you believe that you can see results through awareness and passion alone.”
Ranchi bemoaned.
“When the strongest painting skill becomes your goal to pursue, you fail to comprehend this, that the end of any skill is not the top of a mountain, but an endless ocean that simply cannot be seen.”
“The guy who insults and belittles art, don’t pretend to know everything!”
Marquis Ulises roared with his eyes closed.
It was clear that he was breaking through the boundary with all his might, but the other party was still playing with him like he was making light of the situation.
“It’s precisely because I’m not dishonoring the art that I’m patiently speaking to you ah.”
Ranchi was still looking at the story of the True Night Secretary and told Marquis Ulysses that
“Your anger is the very sign of your inner turmoil, well don’t worry, it’s not a big deal to be confused, you’ve already made me more entertained.”
The sound of his tireless teaching enraged Ulysses, the Tenth Patriarch.
It was times like these that he would rather his opponent taunt him in return than hear him comfort him in such a manner full of consideration.
Ulises’ face was twisted, his eyes burning with a fury that could almost burn everything, and his body was surrounded by a raging mass of blood magic that was so strong that it almost distorted the space around him.
Even under the sunlight, he still had a strength that overrode the seventh rank!
“Hahahaha, hahahahaha!”
Ulises covered his forehead and laughed, his voice becoming heavy and threatening, each breath seeming to exhale his inner rage and unwillingness.
“This is the only princess of your demon race! As long as I continue to stall with you, her soul will melt away in the tenderness of the fall, and we can see who will have the last laugh!”
Ulises had already figured out that if he went on like this, I’m afraid he wouldn’t necessarily be able to stop the Glow Demon from awakening the True Night Secretary.
McCarthy had a good chance of winning as a defender.
But he, Ulises, had immortality and could eventually wear down!
What if he switched to the defense side? Even if McCarthy could hold out, would the Falling Secretary really dare to spend the rest of the day with him?
“Even if the Fallen Qing Blood Race’s plan fails, before I leave, I’ll still make your Demon Race lose the last key to the Ancestral Land! McCarthy, how should you win!”
Each of Ulysses’ fingers curled up tightly, and the magic power in his palm expanded like a ball of blood about to explode.
“And what if there’s another one?”
Ranch asked, confused.
He spread his hands and threw out the last of the orange color of his palms, as if returning his freedom to the petal.
Every battle that invited her out basically signaled the end.
Mind you, this was the gentle land of the fall.
Defeating an opponent doesn’t necessarily mean breaking down the physical body.
I’m afraid Ulysses has now forgotten what a shattered dao heart means in the Falling Tender Land.
The orange plume of light drifted away, and a flowery, fairy-like maiden had landed in the Demon King’s palace.
Her red dress sprinkled down like roses, and her body was graceful, carrying a faint floral scent, and her eyes were filled with a full smile.
Before Falling Qing could get his heart racing in anger, he gazed in amazement at the angelic countenance.
“Oh ooh ooh ooh, people are also of royal bloodline oh.”
The Great Love Poet covered her mouth with the back of her hand and leaned her upper body back slightly as she said with a wantonly petulant laugh.
At once, Ulises felt his heart flutter violently.
He couldn’t open his eyes, but his magic could detect it.
The last summon that McCarthy had summoned-
It was a Demon King’s qualification as if it was a fake, a King’s Blood Demon just like Princess Huberian!
“…… Impossible, the intelligence can’t be fake, where did you find a second princess?”
Ulysses was trembling so much that he was about to lose his steadiness.
Not only this bizarre fact, this magic voice made his state become insane, delirious at the same time he felt that his vision was flickering, as if his two eyes were constantly sprouting gold stars, and his brain was about to crack.
Ulysses was sure that this was a summons from his opponent’s hand, but the life that was like substance was a masterpiece that he could never create!
“I drew it oh, king’s blood is nothing to sneeze at, you’ve never seen what a truly disgraced princess looks like.”
Ranch shook his head, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up with a slight hint of humility, and as if remembering something that made him unable to stop laughing.
“……?!!!”
Ulysses, in this moment, just felt like there were so many things he couldn’t understand.
It was like the final straw that crushed him, his brow twisted and the corners of his mouth began to tremble, accompanied by a momentary loss of voice, followed by an overwhelming outburst of emotion.
“You went out to fight me, did you just do it to humiliate me?”
Ulysses questioned angrily, covering his chest as the pain in his throat surged to sweetness.
“…… Of course I didn’t.”
Ranch’s eyes were always clear.
He blinked, just asking the other man how he could be half bad.
But to Ulises it sounded as if the compassionate and innocent words were telling him-
You are but a mere mortal born in a time without me.
“McCarthy ……”
The voice made him feel gutted.
He rushed over like a madman trying to question Ranch.
However, before he reached Ranch, he was as still and motionless as a stone statue.
Ulysses had fallen into the [Falling Tenderness] first.
In the Falling Tenderness Boundary, every time you traveled a distance the size of a floor, you would fall in again.
This time, it was clear that Ulises could no longer maintain his flawless heart, and reality had become like a cruel hell for him, transforming into a statuesque, stationary figure.
“This ……”
Fallen Secretary Caliera looked at the relaxed stance of the glowing demon.
She didn’t understand, it was clearly her magic, yet it was being played with by one other demon like it was his own home.
Poor Marquis Ulysses, he had been victimized by green tea in his life, and had met a great demon who had played him like he was in the palm of his hand.
From the beginning, McCarthy never intended to destroy the Marquis Ulises, the Tenth Patriarch, by force, but rather to break his pride step by step, causing him to fall into a world that is not real.
“Alas.”
Ranch sighed regretfully.
“I told you that your mentality is not working, right? Adjust well, the brothers are waiting for you to come back.”
He shook his head with his hands in the air, no longer paying attention to the loser, and walked towards the high platform.
It was time to focus on awakening his Daemon friends, and he would naturally entertain this Marquis of Blood later.
When he was in the negative fourth floor of Helome Prison, even Selena, the warden of the negative fourth floor who specialized in illusions, didn’t dare to play a game with him, but this time he met someone who was willing to play with him, so it was finally a good time.
The one thing that the Bloods are better than Ascension is that the Bloods are really able to come back when they have adjusted.
This time harvesting two Blood Patriarchs, his Blood ecology report will surely be able to add another colorful piece, and Dean Loren’s performance this year will surely not be a worry.
There was no more conversation, and the only two sober demons went about their duties, wrapping up the battle that was about to come to an end.
The long overdue morning sunlight from the sky that had been lifted from the canopy’s boundaries cast itself over the soaring corridors of the Nekalis Palace ceiling, the golden sunlight spilling into the Regency Hall and adding a touch of the splendor that had characterized the throne thousands of years ago, when the Demons were at their height.
In the Throne Room, gradually, the Great Demons began to wake up.
All they could see was the blurry outline of the sun’s glowing demon overhead.
His figure was invisible and unheard and unspeakable in the blazing light, like an angel who woke them up and guided them.
“……”
Caliera, beside the throne, gazed at the distant figure of the Glow Demon with a curious look in her eyes.
(End of chapter)