Chapter 548
Chapter 179: This is What You Call Tactical Retreat!
Frim, God of Blazing Flame, hails from the elemental deity realm known as the Lower Dimension. He is not the God of Fire; instead, he embodies the extreme explosive and destructive elements of flames.
As a result, he earned the title of Corrupted God and, due to personal grievances during a divine war, he was defeated by the Neutral Supreme Deity, God Olivya, and imprisoned here for thousands of years.
After the fall of the Demon God, the Source of Magic went out of control, the Valley of Magic turned into a disaster zone, and the Illusory World was on the brink of collapse.
Frim could have seized the opportunity to escape, but the Demon God Olivya was well-prepared. She carved out a corner of her divine realm as a sanctuary and entrusted it to her loyal subordinate, Tiyelu. With this power, Tiyelu endured numerous trials and ultimately managed to control the situation.
While some of the other Corrupted Gods trapped in the Illusory World were allowed to escape, Frim—being one of the most closely monitored ones—could not break free from his prison.
What he previously told Miss Vilyric was naturally a mix of truth and lies, but one thing was certain: if Sylvester truly seized the power left behind by the Demon God here, then Frim’s escape would be a certain outcome after the Illusory World collapsed.
That’s why he was so determined to thwart the Priestess from making a mess.
That being said, as a true high-ranking deity, Frim was acutely aware of the strength of divine powers. Just from a glance, he could assess the formidable nature of the Radiant Spirit radiating with holy light.
Coupled with Frim’s own weakness, facing head-on, the chances of losing were at least more than seventy percent.
He had intended to stall for time with some clever talk, preferably tricking the other party into leaving, but to his surprise, the young goddess saw right through his facade and wasted no time launching an attack.
【……】
With a glance, he noticed that in just a moment, the flames above had all been extinguished, even leaving behind a deeply cracked giant palm. Frim’s heart filled with unease; although the earlier clash was merely a probing skirmish, even the former Demon God Olivya had never left such a mark on him so easily.
Before him stood a six-winged Radiant Spirit, towering thousands of meters high like a majestic mountain, exuding a sense of holiness and elegance. Frim secretly felt dread and tried to suppress his destructive desires and impulses, attempting to find another way to stall for more time.
【Goddess of Light, how about we cooperate? Just let me get out of here…】
As he got halfway through his sentence, Frim suddenly sensed something was off.
Wait a minute, why is the body of the Radiant Spirit disappearing so quickly?!
As one of the foundational elemental gods that had existed for tens of thousands of years, Frim was volatile but not foolish. After a fleeting moment of daze, he immediately recognized the other party’s intentions, and rage surged within him!
【You bastard!! How dare you play this trick on me!!!!!!!!!!】
As the Avatar of Light gradually became transparent, the scene behind that had been blocked earlier was now revealed.
There, a silver portal had opened, seeming to have been cut by a sharp blade. The previously arrogant and imposing Priestess had already vanished without a trace. Clearly, while Frim was dawdling and facing off against her, she had snuck in without him noticing.
【Despicable scoundrel! I’ll kill you!!!!】
In a frenzy of rage, the upper body of the fire giant erupted in a blinding scarlet glow, with terrifying flames surging forth, over hundreds of meters in diameter, instantly piercing through the nearly vanished Avatar of Light and the portal behind it, leaving a trail like a shooting star racing across the red sky.
However, no matter how strong the attack, it’s useless if it doesn’t hit the target, and Frim’s actions were merely impotent rage. Even the Avatar of Light, who bore a resemblance to Vilyric, had time to wave goodbye mockingly before completely dissipating.
【Ah!!!!!!!!!!】
After that, of course, it was another round of madness and rage from the God of Blazing Flame, but this had nothing to do with the Priestess, who had already entered the portal.
……
“Hey!”
Easily leaping out of the suddenly opened silver portal, Vilyric casually dusted off her pristine white robe and couldn’t help but chuckle at the rapidly closing portal behind her.
“So this is what they call the God of Blazing Flame? He certainly knows how to blow up, but he doesn’t seem too bright. No wonder his underlings are a bunch of thick-headed fools. Did he really think I was going to fight him for three hundred rounds…?”
Regardless of who is stronger, fighting against a deity whose true nature is completely unclear, especially without the Little Dragon Daughter at her side, would undoubtedly waste a lot of time. Even if they ended up winning, Vilyric would likely gain nothing. Why stick around for that?
Ultimately, it was precisely because the other party likely aimed to stall for time that the Priestess was even less interested in tangling with the seemingly troublesome fire giant.
After all, she wasn’t a battle maniac.
“Forget about that guy; speaking of which…”
The Valley of Magic—this name Vilyric had heard before from Tiyelu. She had thought it to be a picturesque place filled with clear waters and singing birds, but upon arriving, she realized reality differed substantially from her expectations.
Indeed, it was a valley unlike the outside world, but it was already in a state of utter ruin.
Along both sides of the road were dry, decayed trees, and the stream that once flowed through the valley had long since dried up. Barren gray stones lay shattered across the riverbed, giving the entire area a mournful appearance.
It was easy to imagine that there once was a flourishing scene; within the small space created by the Demon God, flowers blossomed, and birds chirped. But…
In a daze, Vilyric seemed to see torrents of black and gray rampaging magic surging from afar, with birds and beasts fleeing in panic, crying out for the Lord of Eden to descend and save them, but it was all in vain; they received no response.
The tide of deathly magic swallowed everything. All life was obliterated in a matter of minutes, decomposed into part of the rampaging sea of magic. Grass and trees withered, vitality extinguished, and even the land and sky were eroded into another hue.
A disaster of despair, it had occurred a thousand years prior—the Calamity of Magic.
“Is this the lingering memory of this place…?”
The Priestess’s expression turned serious.
Such a desperate scene, merely a partial negative impact from the fall of a deity, the Demon God Olivya…
“Alright, let’s move forward.”
To prevent the same despair from raining down on another world.
Without further ado, Vilyric actively summoned her Avatar of Light, allowing it to maintain a height of three meters, following closely behind her, ready to guard against any potential changes around them, while tightly gripping her 【Eternal Staff: Heart of the World】. She leaped from the dry riverbed and began exploring the path through the valley.
The power of sp was not restricted here, and the area of the valley was much smaller than anticipated. Soon, the Priestess found her target.
