The Slaughter continued. When Lancelot's main body returned to the manor, his eleven clones were still wreaking havoc.
The crimson light spread to all districts of the City of Freedom. The unpredictable methods and the brutal, bloody scenes of Slaughter terrified all the black Mage below the Sanctuary.
Even Legendary beings dare not leave the Mage tower rashly, and most choose to stay behind closed doors. Only Epic- level black Mage retain a somewhat composed demeanor and do not take it seriously.
At Hetila's command, the seventeen five-star Mage towers of the City of Freedom opened their doors, and tens of thousands of dark Mage poured in.
Since a four-star Mage tower couldn't stop these thugs from the Angpeier Family, a five-star Mage tower would surely be foolproof!
It should be noted that the owners of the five-star Mage towers are all, without exception, Epic- level black Mage. With the support of Mage mage tower, they can at least contend with the Epic Peak, and the strongest of them can even fight against Demigod with the help of the Mage tower.
The information the Lord of the Free City received from the Sun Eclipser was that the Angpeier Family would not send Demigod- level expert to cause trouble; everything that was happening now was merely a display of the Veyin Empire's dissatisfaction.
Furthermore, the four major powers on Planet Pandora would not allow Demigod from outside to enter the planet openly.
In conclusion, the strongest of these thugs from the Angpeier Family is only Epic, and they are no match for the dark Mage hiding in the five-star Mage tower.
Indeed, just as the higher-ups of the City of Freedom had predicted, as more and more dark Mage entered the seventeen five-star Mage towers, the Slaughter began to decrease significantly and eventually disappeared completely. Even the madmen of the Slaughter Divine Church left one after another.
This scene invigorated the leaders of City of Freedom, who felt it was time to launch a counterattack.
After discussions, teams composed of Legendary and Epic began to spread outwards from the city center, carefully investigating the villains of the Angpeier Family, intending to wipe them all out.
Moreover, the magical puppets, summoned beasts, and stitched monsters accumulated in the City of Freedom roared out as the Mage towers burst open, seemingly threatening to engulf the entire City of Freedom.
This is not only to find Lancelot's whereabouts, but also to deter potential hostile forces. The City of Freedom has been pushed to the limit. If they dare to provoke us again, then we should be prepared for a full-scale war.
Perhaps that's why the Slaughter freaks were withdrawn by the cult's higher-ups; they'd vented their frustrations, and it was time for them to leave.
at the same time.
Inside the manor, at this moment, Nightfall has fallen and dawn is just breaking.
Sparse sunlight pierced through the thick, dark gray clouds above, illuminating the artificial light source suspended in the air. The originally dark sphere slowly turned red, and then burst into a dazzling light.
A flying insect emerged from the dew-covered grass and landed on a large tree in front of the house. It opened its menacing mouthparts and greedily sucked the abundant sap hidden in the tender green leaves.
Rumble!
A series of rumbles of thunder startled the flying insects, which quickly flapped their wings and took flight. They looked around but found nothing amiss, and then calmed down.
The thunder continued to rumble, but the flying insects seemed to have gotten used to it and paid it no mind. They even seemed to be observing the source of the thunder with great interest, as they ate and drank, and observed the huge creature sitting cross-legged on the balcony.
Reddish skin, muscular arms, sharply defined cheeks, and faint red and blue lines...
Its furnace-like body radiated intense heat, filling the entire manor with warmth, as if spring had arrived from the depths of winter, and the chill of the once cold morning had quietly vanished.
The flying insect didn't understand the root cause of this change; all it could feel was a genuine sense of comfort and ease, as if it could fly higher, jump farther, grow stronger, and even...
Sizzle!
A flash of lightning startled the flying insect, which quickly retracted its wings and stared intently at the charred leaves before it, utterly shocked.
"Lucky little thing..."
Lancelot, eyes closed and deep in thought, murmured to himself.
He noticed the changes in the flying insects not far away, but he wasn't surprised.
In fact, at Lancelot's level, he has already become a source of radiation. Wherever his life magnetic field covers, other creatures will naturally be affected, and their overall life form will change towards that of Lancelot.
The weaker the creature, the more obvious the changes will be. The tiny flying insect is a case in point. It only lived with Lancelot for a few days before transforming from an ordinary life form to Transcendent life form and awakening its lightning Attribute Talent.
And creatures like flying insects, which evolved because of Lancelot, are actually quite numerous in this manor.
Flowers, trees, birds, beasts, insects, fish...
All living beings enveloped in his life magnetic field will be affected and evolve. Furthermore, as Lancelot's own evolution accelerates and his power overflows, these little things will also enjoy great benefits.
Lancelot had no intention of interfering; he planned to let things take their course.
When we are weak, we always get opportunities from other places.
Now, I have become the opportunity itself.
Upon closer examination, these changes made Lancelot's mind feel as if it were immersed in the rapidly changing Samsara of the four seasons, becoming increasingly harmonious and insightful.
"Preparations are complete. It's time to begin the official promotion process!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lancelot slowly opened his eyes. A day and a night of rest and recuperation had left him feeling incredibly energetic.
His eyes shone like the sun and moon, and his body seemed to transform into Black Hole, swallowing countless points of light, turning the entire manor into darkness at this moment. The artificial light sources floating in the sky were also shrouded in this deep darkness. Only Lancelot himself could still see colorful lights, as if he had become the only one in the world.
Squeak...!!
The flying insects shrieked and flew away, seemingly sensing the impending terror. Along with them, various small animals and even some mutated plants pulled their roots out of the ground, took off with long legs, and quickly disappeared around the house.
Without a doubt, this was Lancelot's deliberate act. His upcoming promotion might cause quite a stir, and if these little creatures were still by his side, their chances of survival would be extremely low.
After spending a few days with them, Lancelot found these inhuman little creatures far more pleasing to the eye than those human-like dark Mage, and letting them live was also in accordance with his own heart.
Before upgrading, Lancelot first checked the Primeval Stone he possessed.
9486 pieces!
Approaching ten thousand.
This is an unprecedented number.
Not only would it be enough to upgrade the Steel Feather Cloak to Five-Star Miracle in one go, but the remaining Primeval Stone would also allow Lancelot's strength to take another big step forward.
Facing the gentle breeze, Lancelot summoned the World Furnace.
All nine thousand Primeval Stone were thrown into the furnace. With a whoosh, golden flames rose up, and the rolling heat waves scorched the space itself, causing it to fold and twist. The commotion was clearly visible even from a great distance.
If Lancelot hadn't prepared a concealing Rune Array beforehand, making the manor appear no different from before to outsiders, it would have inevitably been found by Hetila and other dark Mage who were searching for him.
Although Lancelot was not afraid of these dark Mage, now was not the time. He needed to complete two rounds of advancement before it was time to completely eradicate the City of Freedom.
The first upgrade, naturally, is the Guardian Blade Steel Feather Cloak.
With a gentle wave of his hand, golden light flowed into the World Furnace like water. Countless microscopic particles dispersed under the scorching flames, and streams of world power poured into them, causing the already massive particle group to split again, its quantity constantly expanding and its quality becoming increasingly higher.
Common, Fine, Rare, Legend, Immortal...
Each quality was surpassed by the Steel Feather Cloak.
The aura emanating from this Guardian Blade grew increasingly terrifying and vast, as if facing the boundless starry Starry Sky. The countless particles were like individual stars, each shimmering with its own unique light.
If you zoom out to the extreme, you will find that each of these particles has a unique shape, strange and different, and is not a unified origin as imagined.
As the particles trembled, the entire World Furnace trembled as well, which in turn affected the entire manor. At that moment, space seemed to solidify into a single entity, forming an independent world.
The advancement of the Steel Feather Cloak had such a significant impact on the outside world, let alone on its owner, Lancelot.
In a daze, his thoughts were constantly elevated, as if they had jumped out of his mind and were looking at his body from a higher dimension.
At this moment, those hundreds of millions of cells seemed to transform into deities sitting cross-legged, each possessing its own unique charm, Divine Spark, and authority...
They each performed their duties, working together to unify Lancelot's body and elevating their divine will into a unified spiritual soul.
"Particles, cells, physical bodies, matter, energy..."
As his thoughts raced, Lancelot seemed to be immersed in the profound mysteries of the Astral Realm, captivated and unable to extricate himself.
Until a resounding, booming sound shook the universe, jolting him out of this state.
Click! Click!
The grayish-white stone shell detached from its body, fell to the ground, and instantly turned into dust.
Lancelot's expression changed, and he was immediately filled with lingering fear. He had unknowingly fallen into a state similar to merging with another world. If it weren't for that tremor, he would have almost 'ascended' on the spot.
As for the source of the loud noise, Lancelot already knew everything; it was his own Guardian Blade, which had completed its full upgrade and returned to the Miracle- quality Steel Feather Cloak.
As he raised his hand to retract his Steel Feather Cloak, Lancelot checked the remaining Primeval Stone in the World Furnace.
Of the more than nine thousand Primeval Stone used to help the five-star common quality Steel Feather Cloak directly advance to Miracle quality, only 1,512 remained.
"Very good, it cost much more than expected."
A genuine smile spread across Lancelot's face.
He wasn't afraid of the Steel Feather Cloak consuming too many Primeval Stone.
Instead, they worry about insufficient consumption.
The more Primeval Stone you spend, the greater the improvement.
Although this trip consumed nearly eight thousand Primeval Stone, exceeding the estimated cost by more than a thousand, it brought Lancelot immense joy.
He didn't care about the Primeval Stone at all. After all, these resources only had value when they were spent. If he kept them, would he just wait for someone else to steal them?
With excitement, Lancelot opened the information panel, and information about the Five-Star Miracle quality Steel Feather Cloak appeared before his eyes.
First is the Miracle Trait "Replication". After being promoted to Five-Star Miracle, this trait is further enhanced. As long as it is Demigod, unless it is of Miracle quality, everything else can Replication.
Divine artifacts aren't enough; after all, the gap between Demigod and divine artifacts is too vast.
The difference between True God and Demigod may seem small, but the former can easily crush the latter.
Ten thousand Demigod are no match for a single True God; it's that exaggerated, because there's simply no way to break through their defenses.
Conversely, the gap between True God is not so terrifying.
While Middle God can easily overwhelm Lower God, the latter can also pose a threat to the former.
As long as there are enough Lower God, they can still overwhelm Middle God.
Only when one reaches the level of Main God will another qualitative change occur, creating a clear hierarchy, but the gap will not be as large as the gap between Demigod and True God.
In short, the difference between True God and Demigod is like the difference between a mortal and Transcendent, or even greater.
This is the greatest transformation on the path to Transcendent achievement.
It's all in the past; the fish has leaped into the dragon.
If you can't get through it, you'll fall into the Abyss.
That said, the vast difference between True God and Demigod is evident in every aspect, with weapons being a key element.
Therefore, the broken God-Hunting Spear could kill the Peak Demigod, Golden Lion Jiesili, with a single shot, and the Five-Star Miracle quality Steel Feather Cloak could Replication all six-star Demigod except for those of Miracle quality, but it was difficult to Replication even the most ordinary artifact.