66: Chapter 66 The Watcher, Rayman!
13th Floor of the Necropolis of the Gods.
Allen transformed into a streak of crimson light, cutting through the sky.
The confidence brought by the perfect Fusion of two dual-element Mysteries of the Laws made Allen radiant at this moment.
Up ahead.
A massive altar rose from the ground.
Around the altar, space twisted slightly, forming translucent ripples.
That was the teleportation passage leading to the 14th floor.
Standing beneath the towering steps of the altar was a middle-aged man.
He was draped in a purple robe, with lightning-shaped patterns embroidered along the edges.
He stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching Allen as he approached from afar.
That gaze did not look like a gatekeeper welcoming a challenger, but rather like someone looking at a rare treasure.
Allen steadied himself and landed a hundred meters away from the altar.
"Are you the Guardian?"
Looking at the middle-aged man in the distance.
Allen narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.
"Guardian?"
"I suppose so."
"Actually, I prefer to call myself a prisoner."
"It has been thousands of years."
"I have been trapped here for exactly three thousand years and eight months."
"..."
Hearing Allen's words.
The middle-aged man did not attack immediately.
He gave a self-deprecating smile, his voice somewhat hoarse.
"Three thousand years?"
"The Necropolis of the Gods opens once every thousand years. Are you a challenger who entered previously?"
Allen's eyebrows arched slightly.
The feeling the other party gave him was very strange.
So, Allen didn't mind chatting with him.
"I was captured and brought in by a Sovereign."
"As long as I can kill an intruder, I have a chance to regain my freedom."
"Unfortunately, in these three thousand years, you are the first person to come before me."
The man shook his head.
When he was first captured and brought into the Necropolis of the Gods.
He had thought he would be able to leave very soon.
He didn't expect.
This wait would last for over three thousand years.
"Why didn't you come looking for me?"
"I have been in here for a year now and have killed quite a few creatures on this floor."
Allen asked the question in his heart.
The Necropolis of the Gods was indeed more complex than he had imagined.
Since one could leave just by killing someone, why didn't this guy take the initiative to attack?
With the sensory ability of a Midgod, searching the entire floor's space was not difficult.
"Who would dare to defy the rules of a Sovereign?"
"We prisoners each have a fixed area of activity."
"If I take a single step beyond my boundaries, I will instantly be turned to dust."
"So, I can only wait here."
The man pointed to his feet.
He spread his hands and shrugged helplessly.
In front of a Sovereign, he was just an ant.
He naturally dared not defy the rules set by a Sovereign.
Allen understood.
No wonder those Midgods were all guarding their own little territories.
This Necropolis of the Gods was more like a giant cage arena.
"Have you chatted enough?"
"May I have your name?"
Allen's body began to overflow with crimson sparks.
These sparks were extremely condensed, each one containing terrifying explosive power.
"Lehman."
"I will do my best to kill you, for the sake of my unattainable freedom."
The man's expression turned serious, and lightning danced in his palms.
As soon as he finished speaking.
"Boom!"
Lehman's figure vanished instantly.
His speed was extremely fast; even Allen could only catch a glimpse of an afterimage.
"Well come!"
Allen shouted.
He did not retreat but advanced, drawing his longsword.
The originally crimson blade now presented a nearly black, dark purple color.
That was the manifestation of energy compressed to the extreme.
"Bang!"
The sword edge collided with Lehman's lightning-covered fist.
Violent shockwaves swept out, and the crimson ice beneath their feet collapsed layer by layer.
Allen stood in place, unmoving.
Lehman was shaken back a dozen steps.
"Fusion of Laws?"
"You, a Midgod, have actually walked this path?"
Lehman shook his numb arm, shock flashing in his eyes.
Allen couldn't be bothered with small talk.
His figure flickered, bringing up a sky full of fire shadows.
Since the opponent had grasped five types of Law of Thunder Mysteries, it was perfect for sharpening his own skills.
The longsword swept across.
Countless fireballs appeared out of thin air, blocking all of Lehman's escape routes.
Every fireball was trembling, as if it would detonate the entire space at any moment.
Lehman was not to be outdone.
He roared, his entire body turning into a massive bolt of lightning.
Two massive energies collided crazily in front of the altar.
The violence of lightning and the explosiveness of fire intertwined.
Allen discovered that this Lehman was indeed formidable.
Although the opponent had not completed the perfect Fusion of dual-element Laws, he excelled in the number of insights he had grasped.
Using five types of Mysteries interchangeably actually vaguely made up for the gap in Realm.
The two sides fought for hundreds of rounds.
The ground for several kilometers around was already unrecognizable.
Allen fought with increasing vigor.
The Divine Power after Law Fusion gave him endurance far exceeding that of ordinary people.
And Lehman's aura had already begun to fluctuate violently.
"Let it end."
Allen's eyes turned cold.
He prepared to use a high-god artifact to end the battle quickly.
Just at this moment.
A strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Lehman's mouth.
That was the madness of a desperate gamble.
"Do you think this is all I am capable of?"
Without warning.
A green phantom shot out from behind Lehman's head.
That was...
Life God Clone!
This Lehman actually possessed two great God Clones!
And.
This Life God Clone was also at the Midgod Realm.
The most deadly part was.
The moment the green phantom appeared, it directly unleashed a Soul attack.
A green Soul spear pierced through the barrier of material space, striking directly at the center of Allen's eyebrows.
It was too close.
The distance between the two was no more than five meters; Allen simply could not dodge.
"Hum—"
The Soul spear pierced into Allen's Sea of Consciousness.
If it were an ordinary Midgod, this strike would have been enough to shatter their Soul on the spot.
Fortunately.
Allen had a high-level god artifact for soul defense left behind by a Seven-Star Fiend.
That Divine Artifact manifested a layer of dark golden protective barrier.
"Crack."
The Soul spear collided with the protective barrier and shattered inch by inch.
But the violent vibration brought by the Soul attack still caused Allen's brain to experience a momentary blankness.
"Die!"
Lehman seized this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.
He concentrated all his lightning Divine Power into his right fist and slammed it heavily into Allen's chest.
"Thump!"
Allen, like a meteor, smashed directly into the depths of the ground.
Dust and smoke rose everywhere.
A massive crater, a hundred meters deep, appeared at the edge of the altar.
Lehman gasped for breath.
His Life God Clone looked slightly weak and retracted back into his main body.
"He blocked it?"
He stared fixedly at the crater.
Just now, with that punch, he had clearly felt a terrifying rebound force.
It was like smashing into an indestructible piece of divine iron.
At the bottom of the giant crater.
Allen lay quietly.
The long robe on his body was already shattered, revealing a fine cyan armor underneath.
That was a high-god artifact for material defense.
Lehman's full-strength strike hadn't even managed to leave a scratch on the armor.
But Allen did not get up at this moment.
In his mind, he was replaying that Soul attack from just now, over and over again.
That green light.
That fluctuation, full of vitality yet carrying destructiveness.
That was the Laws of Life.
Allen's main body had always been contemplating the Laws of Life, but progress had always been slow.