Night Ranger - Full Series - 735 Chapters
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“Thus, I stopped you.”
“Moreover, you are simply unable to withstand the Wilderness God’s power. It seems like you want to save the little girl and that Paladin, but I can tell you with certainty that under the watch of the Wilderness God, it’s impossible for you to do this.”
Wilderness God?
Marvin’s mind sank, could that guy have really recovered already?
He looked at Hathaway and asked, “What exactly do you know? What did you appear here now?”
Hathaway didn’t answer, and instead just calmly watched what was happening.
She frowned, apparently thinking of something.
Marvin began to feel fidgety.
This feeling of being unable to do anything was really uncomfortable. Even if he knew Hathaway had no malicious intent, he also couldn’t help looking with sorrow at Griffin and Molly dying in front of him. Moreover, Isabelle was still there. They had agreed to attack together, but then he disappeared, so who knew what Isabelle would do!
…
In the temple, under everyone’s sorrowful gazes, the Bone Dragon viciously bit down on the completely defenseless Molly and swallowed her in its stomach in one bite.
Rumble!
The Two-Headed Bone Dragon raised his neck and let out a loud burp.
A black fog rose up, and the pitiful little girl completely disappeared before everyone’s eyes.
“Good work, Puppy.”
The Lich let out a laugh, “Leave first, leave this to me.”
Under the Lich’s order, the Two-Headed Bone Dragon and the Jade Banshee disappeared in a fog of darkness.
During the process, Isabelle, who had been hiding on the side, held her breath.
She had countless opportunities to try to save the girl, but the Winter Assassin had forcibly stopped her.
She also was a very cool-headed person and knew that she might not have been able to grasp those opportunities and ultimately chose to clench her teeth and endure.
‘What about Sir Marvin? Where did he go?’
A storm appeared in the girl’s ever-peaceful heart.
Because she had been discovered by the Life-Severing Ivy before, she used the Winter Assassin’s most powerful hiding skill, [Assimilation].
Her body twisted around the pillar and looked like another stalk of the cyan ivy.
Even her aura was a perfect copy of the ivy!
Marvin had clearly told her that he would be making a move first.
She might not necessarily listen to others, but she would definitely comply with Marvin’s requests!
Because he was Masked Twin Blades.
…
“You can release us now,” the Dream Shrine’s Cleric harshly said.
He didn’t feel too great.
The others in the temple either had been restrained by Life-Severing Ivies or were dead.
After the death of the Paladin, there were only three people left.
The Lich turned and laughed while looking at the three of them. “Okay, I’ll send you on your way.”
Then, a flame shone in the darkness.
A fierce aura stabbed from behind!
“Roar!”
The frightening roar echoed behind the three followers of the Dream God and seemed to rip apart their eardrums.
The Cleric had a bad feeling and immediately brandished his scepter, wanting to use a few defensive Divine Spells.
The two Paladins readied their swords in self-defense.
But next second, a scorching heat flooded through their bodies.
The Legends bound to the ceiling could clearly the scene of the three being attacked by extremely small flames.
The flames flew out from within the layers of ivy and possessed shocking energy and leapt onto their bodies.
In that instant, their Divine Spells became ineffective.
The terrifying flame went through their clothes and burnt their skin, before continuing deeper to work on the bones, turning them into a pile of powder.
It only took mere moments.
Those who witnessed the scene felt cold sweat trickling down their backs.
“Woosh! Woosh! Woosh!”
The flames stopped burning, but didn’t disappear.
In the depths of the temple, ivy kept moving around, as if hesitating.
The Lich took a step forward, smiling. “Rest assured, respected Teacher, I’ll definitely bring you back from the endless darkness.”
“Please believe me.”
Who was he talking to?
Could it really be the Wilderness God?
Soon, the answer was revealed, the cyan ivies kept moving around before finally, a thick vine appeared.
At the end of the vine was a huge flower, and its petals looked as if they were made of fire.
In the core of the flower was a man’s face made of flames!
That face looked as is all the evils in the world had been mixed together.
Its expression was distorted. It roared, apparently trying to say something.
Those present couldn’t understand the language.
But its every word made people shiver.
This wasn’t the power of his eloquence, but the power of the language!
Ancient God Language.
“Heavens, the Wilderness God will truly resurrect!”
“Damnit, how could I have believed those rumors?”
“This was that Lich’s plot. We are done for, if the Wilderness God resurrects, the entire Crimson Wasteland might become his food!”
The Legend all showed expressions of despair.
They were just vulnerable mortals without their Legend powers and simply couldn’t resist the Life-Severing Ivies.
Moreover, they could feel that after this blazing face appeared, the Life-Severing Ivies became more excited.
The vitality drain sped up!
At that time, a person who had been hanging inertly from the ceiling opened his eyes!
…
“I want those petals.”
In the Shadow Plane, Hathaway pointed at the throbbing petals on the edge, with an excited expression on her face.
“This is the Wilderness God’s avatar. Although he doesn’t have the consciousness of the main body, he is still very powerful. But rest assured, he’ll leave soon.”
“It’s not that easy for Bandel to resurrect the Wilderness God. The Wilderness God struggled at death’s door for so many years, preserving a spark in order to ignite his Divine Fire. Afterwards, he would need a great amount of power to support himself, which is also why so many Legend powerhouses have been tricked to come here. This isn’t the end of the sacrificial ground.”
“Do you see those people and low level Divine Servants on the ceiling? The Wilderness God didn’t kill them because he knew he would return one day.”
Marvin frowned as he acknowledged, “Those are his nourishment.”
Hathaway nodded, while pointing at Marvin. “You also are.”
Marvin shrugged. He was different from the others, he still had some cards in his hand. He also wouldn’t mind trying to call for his Archdevil grandfather’s help in a matter of life and death. The Wilderness God might be very troublesome, but a figure in charge of the Nine Hells was on the same level as the peak figures of the Universe.
Although Marvin didn’t want to have too many connections with him while he was still weak, if he was pushed against the wall, he wouldn’t mind trying.
In any case, the Crimson Wasteland wasn’t Feinan, so summoning an Archdevil here wouldn’t put the people in Feinan in a terrible situation.
But he didn’t say those words, and only calmly asked Hathaway, “What do I need to do?”
Hathaway wordlessly handed a jar to Marvin.
…
In the temple, the Lich began to discuss with that flaming face.
The flaming face and the Lich eventually came to a compromise. It jumped out from the petals and turned into an extremely small flame before fallin
g into a palm-sized oil lamp in the Lich’s hand.
That oil lamp looked simple and quite ordinary, but only a treasure could hold such an exceedingly hot flame.
“I’ll leave it here for you.”
The Lich spoke gleefully toward the darkness, “I hope that when you return, you’ll become even more powerful and give Teacher the most perfect body.”
The next second, he reached out grabbed at the void.
“Woosh!”
Isabelle, still hiding at the edge of the pillar, had been seen through once again and was directly caught by the Lich.
“Another gifted young girl.”
The Lich softly said, “I’m in a good mood, so I’ll let you return from the audience free of charge.”
Following his laughter, the two disappeared from the temple, and the entire temple started shaking!
Countless Life-Severing Ivies split open, revealing their bloody mouths, and ruthlessly pounce toward the “nourishment” on the ceiling!
Chapter 532: Thief
Chapter 532: Thief
Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation
The great number of Life-Severing Ivies made the bound powerhouses lose hope.
The cyan ivy tightened around their bodies, speeding up the rate of vitality absorption. The victims became weaker and weaker.
But at that time, a loud and powerful voice echoed, “Everyone! The Legend Laws are back!”
The Legends all froze in surprise and looked toward the origin of the voice.
It was a clean looking man with limpid eyes. There were a few stalks of ivy on his body, but he soon struggled free.
“Minsk!”
“It’s actually Minsk! I saw a portrait of him before! So he didn’t die!”
They were all startled for a moment before regaining their wits. Since Minsk could free himself from the ivy, they should also be able to!
After all, even though Minsk was strong, he had been trapped in the Wilderness Hall for so many years. His strength should have already been seriously reduced.
If he was right about the Legend Laws recovering, then these people had the confidence to break free from the Life-Severing Ivies.
All kinds of light burst from the ceiling. The trapped Legends all used their own methods to attempt to free themselves.
After trying it out, everyone found that Minsk was indeed right, and the Legend Laws were truly restored!
But their expressions then became very unsightly.
Under the mass of ivy, the flower with flaming petals approached.
Although the man’s face had already disappeared from it, the flower still had a horrifying power.
It rushed over from the side, its petals spinning like a Grim Reaper’s scythe as it pounced onto one of the Legends that was still extricating himself.
The latter failed to dodge and was swallowed by the flower!
The flame kept burning as the screams of the Legend burst out from within the flower. But the flower quickly finished digesting him and then aimed at the next target.
The ivies continued pouncing at the Legends with their bloody mouths open.
They were trying to drag those guys to the flower!
But the process was much more difficult now. Without the Legend Laws, the Legends would have been trampled upon, but now that the Legend Laws were effective again, they were much harder to handle.
There was a Barbarian who forcibly tore apart two Life-Severing Ivies that were biting at him as he cut a path out of the battlefield.
With his renewed power, he was able to harden his body to resist attacks.
“Haaaa!” the Barbarian bellowed while breaking the ivy surrounding him.
“Woosh!”
He dropped nimbly to the ground.
Anger could be seen on his face as curses were still coming out of his mouth. “That piece of shit Bandel, I’ll kill him…”
But before he finished talking, flames burst out behind him!
“Fighting back is only making things harder for you.”
“You are my rations!”
That flower pounced at him with a shriek, and the Barbarian was instantly consumed by the conflagration!
Even with the Legend Laws, he still couldn’t resist!
That flower was the most important part of the Wilderness God’s avatar!
Sharp teeth spread on the edges of the petals and with the help of the fire, they revolved like a circular saw, cutting the Barbarian in two.
“Gulp.”
The loud swallowing sound, the blazing petals, and the barbed ivy created an appallingly hellish scene. The hope that had just risen from the Legends’ hearts had suddenly died down.
Although most of them had freed themselves from their bindings, they still didn’t have the ability to escape the temple!
Their power was also recovering very slowly.
Moreover, a few unlucky ones had already been torn apart by the ivy and delivered to the flower. They were devoured and turned into nutriment.
Those who managed to safely reach the ground began to gather around Minsk.
But their surroundings were filled with Life-Severing Ivies!
And there was still that highly threatening flower of flame!
The whispers of the Wilderness God’s avatar kept echoing in their ears:
“You have no way out! You can only become my food!”
Minsk’s face sank, and he looked a bit weak. When the mass of ivy rushed down, they would surely break the temporary defensive line. But at that time, a low chant began to echo from above.
Minsk’s eyes shone as he apparently remembered something.
Following this chant, the movement of the cyan ivy slowed, becoming very sluggish.
Everyone looked at the girl that had appeared, feeling stunned.
Hathaway was there with her face covered. She wore a very pointy hat and a purple mantle.
Her voice was soft and gentle, but her chant carried a power that couldn’t be resisted.
‘Ancient God Language, no… This is Anzed Language…’
‘Witchcraft?’
Minsk took a deep breath.
A faint light appeared in his eyes as he thought, ‘The events of that year, they were really related to the Anzed Witches. The agreement between the Moon Goddess and them… is it the agreed time?’
Others were just thankful for the intervention.
Hathaway’s appearance helped them greatly, blocking and weakening almost all of the Life-Severing Ivies.
Most of the remaining Legends were either extremely strong powerhouses like Minsk who had suffered years of torture but still had a certain amount of strength, or those who just joined the Wilderness Hall so that they hadn’t lost much of their power yet. They were still able to fight.
As long as they had an opportunity, they would be able to gather their strength and fight back.
“Woosh!”
Sword shadows flashed, spells were thrown.
Soon, the powerhouses coordinated and annihilated a great amount of cyan ivy.
The fiery flower seemed extremely angry that its prey was fighting back.
The flames soared, nearly burning all the ivy around it.
“Who are you?! Why are you able to suppress my power?” the evil flower growled. “You dare to steal the power from the great Wilderness God!”
“Steal?” Hathaway sneered, “Solog, after sleeping for so many years, have you forgotten who the biggest thief of all is?!”
“After stealing the Anzed’s power, haven’t you ever thought that one day, this power that doesn’t belong to you might leave you?”
“Today is the day of reckoning!”
After saying this, her chant became even louder.
An illusion appeared behind her body.
In the illusion, countless women wearing long Witch dresses were kneeling on the ground, worshipping piously.
The Witches were facing a pitch-black field, and in the center, a
flower sprang up out of the ground and blossomed!
Every petal of that flower was a different color.
…
The chanting of the illusory Witches echoed across the hall.
Everyone could feel that it was attenuating the power of the cyan ivy.
“No… This is my power!” bellowed the Wilderness God.
At that time, a shadow silently appeared behind the blazing flower.
He was holding a jar in his hand, his movements very graceful.
Chapter 533: Ethereal Jar
Chapter 533: Ethereal Jar
Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation
The situation was developing so quickly that Marvin could only follow Hathaway’s arrangements for now.
He was quite worried about Isabelle’s safety, and even if he guessed from Bandel’s tone that there would temporarily be no threat to her life, how could Marvin feel reassured when such a gifted girl landed in the hands of a lunatic?
And he still had Molly, too.
Griffin had already died, but that girl had left a deep impression on Marvin. He swore to himself that if he was able to, he would put an end to all this.
The first step was to kill this Wilderness God’s avatar!
From Hathaway’s words, the Wilderness God’s slumber was a type of fake death. A very powerful God had put him into a near-death state, to the point that he could only retain the Source of Fire in his avatar, slowly absorbing power through it.
For the past years, that flame had always been hibernating in the middle of the Life-Severing Ivies and was the source of their ability to absorb power.
Now that the flame had gone into the Lich’s lamp and been taken away, the Wilderness God’s powerful Divine Laws lost their effect over this space.
Otherwise, the Legend Laws wouldn’t have recovered.
After losing the blessings of the Divine Laws, the ivy that had seemed so scary before was now just a bunch of plant monsters with a bit of Divinity.
Although it was the avatar of the Wilderness God, it wasn’t unbeatable!
…
Marvin quickly opened the lid of the jar in his hand, as Hathaway had instructed.
Without any other action on his part, a sharp wave of sound burst out from the jar.
It heated up, and if not for the gloves he was wearing, Marvin would have been unable to keep holding it!