Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re)

Chapter 70 Apocalyptic Battle (1)

Ethan's POV

A dizzying sensation hit me instantaneously as something deep within those hollow voids seemed to pull at my very consciousness. Before I could react, my awareness was drawn into an inescapable abyss.

A bone-chilling howl pierced through the darkness and jolted me back to awareness. I found myself floating in an ethereal void and my senses were disoriented but I remained eerily calm.

I looked down and found that my hands and legs were invisible, my body nonexistent, and yet I remained conscious. Focusing, I retraced my thoughts to the encounter and corresponding moment that led me here.

I had glimpsed into the wolf's cursed eyes and they had somehow sucked my consciousness into this strange plane. This wasn't my first encounter with such an occurrence.

A similar event had taken place a decade ago at Mistborn Castle. I concluded that I had been pulled into a memory fragment and as for why I was pulled here, I could only assume that it must have resonated with me on a deeper, inexplicable level.

As my senses adjusted gradually, a surreal scene unfolded before me. A full moon bathed the world in its ethereal glow, illuminating a picturesque island surrounded by dark and churning seas.

Towering trees swayed gently in the cool night breeze and their leaves rustled in a soothing cadence. Lush green mountains rose in the distance and their beauty was an almost hypnotic contrast to the unsettling stillness of the landscape.

The tranquility was suddenly shattered by a sky-shaking wolf howl.

Startled, I looked toward the sky and saw two streaks of light—one silver and the other red darting and weaving like bolts of lightning. Their erratic movement tore through the heavens, leaving destruction in their wake.

The very air trembled with each pass with visible shockwaves rippling outward radiating power so immense it seemed to warp reality. Enjoy new tales from empire

Sonic booms reverberated through the night and I was sure their deafening force would have been enough to shatter the eardrums of my real body.

Protected in my incorporeal state, I observed the spectacle with a mix of awe and dread. The swirling streaks turned and collided with a deafening roar, obliterating a mountain peak in an explosion of light and sound.

As the dust settled, two figures emerged. The first was a tall and sinewy man with a feral aura.

His unkempt long gray hair cascaded down his back, and his sharp elongated claws gleamed menacingly in the moonlight. His eyes were wild and untamed and shone with a predatory gleam.

A violent grayish aura surrounded him that distorted the air around him and created a visible, pulsating field of raw energy that looked like an ominous grey thundercloud.

My breath hitched. The phenomenon of aura extension was an ability exclusive to Heaven Connection beings who were at the pinnacle of power in the Agate Star World.

Witnessing such a rare and formidable display of strength filled me with equal parts terror and fascination and an intense yearning to gain such power coursed through my veins.

This was no ordinary memory fragment but it was a glimpse into a battle between the strongest entities of my world.

I turned my head to observe the other figure. A blood cloud of approximately a hundred meters in radius rumbled in the distance. Rolling crimson waves raged in it and occasional bloody lightning flashed within the ominous clouds lighting the whole island red.

I tried to peer into the crimson cloud with my soul sense but only a vague shadow was visible. The sheer power and aura surrounding the figure made it difficult for me to discern its identity.

I focused on this side and saw the gray-haired man's mouth move slightly as though he were speaking but I couldn't hear the sound or even remember his mouth movements.

I focused with all my effort and roughly managed to make out his mouth's movements. Just as I reconstructed a small sentence in my mind, the thought suddenly vanished as if it had been wiped clean and never existed in the first place leaving me dumbstruck.

I was astounded. This unexpected phenomenon amazed me far more than the magical abilities I had witnessed. The memory-wiping effect wasn't an intentional act of mind energy on the gray-haired man's part but it seemed to happen subconsciously.

The realization hit me like a thunderclap and it felt as though I was unworthy of perceiving the visage and words of a god.

I quickly accepted this reality and abandoned my attempt to decipher the man's words and turned my focus back to the unfolding spectacle.

After he finished speaking, a thunderous boom erupted in response and wild blood lightning coursed through the crimson cloud. The rolling thunder nearly deafened me and left my senses disoriented and stunned.

With sheer willpower, I composed myself. Despite the ringing in my virtual ears, I beheld a sight I would never forget.

Gale force winds swept across the island giving rise to massive blood tornadoes that connected the sky and the earth. The sheer scale and ferocity left me tongue-tied and breathless.

Wherever they moved, the terrain in its path was obliterated. I watched in shock as a towering mountain peak was completely eradicated by one of the tornadoes.

Giant birds and magical beasts were helplessly drawn into the blood vortexes with their forms disintegrating into a bloody mist that brightened the tornadoes' sinister glow and its red color changed gradually to a crimson one.

It was as if an artist had smeared the scene with violent streaks of dark red.

Gradually, I discerned a pattern as the tornadoes began converging toward the crimson cloud. A faint shadow became visible within the blood cloud which now seemed dimmer most likely due to its energy channeled into the ferocious tornadoes.

The tornadoes combined into a single glowing crimson expanse that stretched across the sky like a blood-streaked veil.

In response, the gray-haired man merely stared at the cloud with a serious yet a composed expression on his face.