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Chapter 735: Chapter 41: Are You Ready to Face Death?
The once tumultuous battlefield filled with energy blasts, roars, and clashes suddenly felt as if an invisible hand had gripped its throat, plunging it into a suffocating stillness!
Cyrus’s figure slowly floated up from the core of the array beneath the Lost Fruit Tree, hovering a few feet above the ground. At this moment, he appeared as a completely different person, having undergone astonishing and terrifying changes!
A thick, inky aura of death surged from every pore of his body, transforming into twisted, rolling black currents, wildly dancing around him like life-infused tentacles.
On the skin exposed outside his Wizard Robe appeared intricate and sinister dark red runes, which pulsed slightly like living creatures, emitting an ominous aura that sent shivers through the soul.
The whites of his eyes were completely filled with darkness, leaving only two scarlet points within his pupils, flickering with absolute coldness and madness.
"What a dense aura of death..."
Philis, Duncan, Kong, and others were instantly filled with unprecedented solemnity.
Exchanging glances, they all saw deep apprehension in one another’s eyes. Without needing to speak, they tacitly scattered in different directions, increasing their distance from Cyrus and immediately shifting to a defensive stance, activating various Protective Magics and Energy Barriers, their lights shining, ready for action.
Taking advantage, Lai Ou coughed out two mouthfuls of blue icy blood mixed with pieces of his internal organs, retreating desperately to stand behind Cyrus.
His current state was extremely dire; nearly half his body was thoroughly wrecked, relying solely on powerful Ice Power to barely freeze his wounds and prevent the loss of Life Force. Yet, it was clear he had temporarily lost most of his combat ability, watching Cyrus, shrouded in aura, in horror.
Cyrus’s pitch-black eyes, with only two scarlet dots, slowly scanned the alliance members as they stood vigilant, then cracked a smile, emitting a metallic, ear-piercing laugh full of disdain from above:
"Hmph... A bunch of clueless little mice, it’s time to end the game."
Philis felt an immense pressure nearly solidifying Space, decisively whispered to his companions, "Something’s wrong! His energy level has surpassed the conventional Domain! We need to retreat first!"
This judgment received unanimous approval. Everyone promptly stimulated their movement techniques to first withdraw from this core area for further planning.
However, just as they began to move—
Cyrus slowly raised a finger covered in strange runes towards the dim sky.
"Dark Prison Sky, rise."
As his icy voice fell, a mutation suddenly occurred!
The entire sky over the Broken Chapel, already dimmed by sulfur smoke and energy aftershocks, suddenly seemed drenched in thick ink, darkening entirely at a speed visible to the naked eye!
It was not mere cloud cover but a deeper, absolute darkness, as if even light itself were devoured. The sun still existed, but like a dim gray disk, unable to bring warmth or brightness to the ground.
Subsequently, a massive, sky-reaching black light screen, like an overturned bowl, rapidly rose from the surrounding Space, centered on the Lost Fruit Tree, accompanied by a grating humming sound, enclosing everything!
On the light screen, countless twisted resentful faces and dark red Order Chain shadows flickered in and out of view, emitting an incredibly solid Barrier wave, sealing the entire core area completely!
"The Barrier!"
"It’s a large-scale sealing Barrier!"
The faces of the alliance members changed dramatically.
In the instant the black Barrier "Dark Prison Sky" fully closed, trapping everyone inside, Cyrus’s attack had already begun!
His hovering silhouette suddenly became blurred, and the next moment, his entire being exploded, transforming into a thick, rolling, bizarre black mist!
This black mist seemed to disregard the limitations of Space, like a living creature, carrying a nauseating aura of death with a speed surpassing visual capture, instantly lurching toward the nearest person—Duncan of the Truth Church!
"Duncan! Be careful!" Sophia cried out in panic, almost simultaneously firing a rapid freezing cold stream, trying to intercept the black mist, while several massive ice walls immediately rose in front of Duncan!
Duncan’s expression shifted dramatically, yet his extensive battle experience kept panic at bay. The sacred Light Domain power around him erupted fully, expanding outward like substantial flames, solidifying into solid layers of Light Shields engraved with sacred runes, firmly protecting him within. It was an immense defense capable of repelling most Domain-level assaults!
Yet, the events that unfolded next made everyone’s hearts stop as if frozen!
The black mist representing Cyrus faced the layered Light Shields of Duncan and Sophia’s erected ice walls without the expected violent collision! It slipped through like smoke passing through gauze, as if flowing water saturating the sand, in a completely irrational manner, effortlessly "penetrating" past!
Duncan’s sturdy Light Shields, upon contact with the black mist, seemed as if undermined by some higher-dimensional force that abruptly revised and unraveled them! The Light Elements forming the shields suddenly became chaotic and inert, losing all defensive efficacy, silently dissipating like ice and snow under sunlight!
"Impossible!" Duncan’s eyes were filled with unbelievable horror, helplessly watching as the death black mist bypassed his proud defenses, invading through his mouth, nose, pores, and even through Spirit Perception into his body!
"Ugh—!"
Duncan gasped a short, pained moan, his whole body abruptly frozen as if struck by an immobilization spell, the color draining from his face to leave behind a pallor of deathly gray. The radiant Light Power around him dimmed swiftly as if doused in dark ink, going out instantly.
"Rules! It’s the power of the Rules!"
In that moment, Philis, Kong, Lynch, Vanilla, Alex... everyone witnessing the scene changed complexion simultaneously, an overwhelming word leaping to mind!
The ability Cyrus was wielding now, far exceeded mere Domain-level energy combat, showcasing a terrifying capability controlled only by Fourth-tier Rule Wizards—Rule Modification!
He temporarily altered the underlying Rules of the local area where Duncan’s Defensive Magic was cast, reclassifying the once-impenetrable Light Shield as "ineffective" or "penetrable" on the Rule level! Such was absolute dimensional dominance!
In the next moment, an even more spine-chilling event occurred.
Duncan’s rigid body started convulsing violently, his flesh, bones, even his soul seemed to be consumed and decomposed rapidly by the black mist. His silhouette swiftly became blurry and transparent.
The black mist that devoured him grew thicker and expanded before slowly contracting and condensing, transforming back into a human form.
When the black mist fully dispersed, standing there was no longer the aged Cyrus, but a sinisterly charming middle-aged man who appeared only thirty or forty years old!
He bore features similar to Cyrus but with smooth and taut skin, his eyes brimming with vibrant vitality and a strange glow of domination, emanating more concentrated and terrifying Death Rule fluctuations than before!
This was clearly Cyrus’s rejuvenated form, attained by devouring the entirety of a Domain stronghold’s essence, temporarily returning to youth and solidifying his Rule-level power!
"Cyrus"... or rather, this monster rejuvenated to youth, slowly clenched his fist, feeling the surging, death-controlling new Strength within, revealing an intoxicated and frenzied expression:
"So this is the power of the Rules? Indeed... exquisite beyond measure! Far beyond what any Domain can reach!"
He slowly raised his head, those eerie eyes, like the coldest of ice picks, scanning over the remaining pale-faced seven within the Barrier, curling his lips into a cruel and hungry arc as if eyeing prey:
"Next, it’s your turn, my dear... little mice."
His voice was like a frigid wind emanating from the ninefold Abyss, brushing over everyone’s soul.
"Are you ready... to embrace Death?"