The Core of the Spectre Inheritance

"The serpent that devours the world is my name; devour thy tail to master thy heart!" Seeing her clansman melted by the storm of miracles, Zhuozhou shed her taciturn demeanor and rapidly chanted an incantation. Her voice was as ethereal as wind chimes, yet every sorcerer who heard it shuddered in terror, as if insects were boring into their ear canals and piercing their brains! An invisible giant serpent emerged from Zhuozhou, sweeping through all the Curse Elves in an instant like gobbling beans—naturally including the Curse Elf whose soul had just been blasted to pieces. When the invisible giant serpent circled back around, biting Zhuozhou like an ouroboros grasping its tail, the Curse Elf who had just perished suddenly reappeared by Zhuozhou's side. The Sanctuary sorcerers' gazes turned grim, their perception of the Curse Elves thoroughly overturned—less than half a second had passed between the Curse Elf's death and resurrection. Not to mention there was a spatial distance of two hundred meters between Zhuozhou and the deceased, yet she had brought him back to life at such high speed with utter nonchalance! Even if this was not true resurrection from death, but merely revival within the Void Realm, such rescue capability was simply terrifying! Never mind a healing Sanctuary sorcerer—even a Legendary Sorcerer might not be able to achieve such a feat! "As expected of the descendants of the conceptual ancient elves!" Ezhao praised. "Even as merely a remnant branch, the Curse Elves still harbor conceptual fragments within their souls. By clustering together, they can channel the laws of concepts to unleash a racial divine miracle. They truly deserve to be called a divine race of the Void Realm... Ah! Why are there no Curse Elves in the Abyss? I want to mate with a Curse Elf so badly!" A divine race of the Void Realm! Mortal flesh wielding divine miracles! Yet for the surrounding Sanctuary sorcerers, this was hardly good news—the Blood Moon Sanctuary sorcerers excelled at fleeing into the distance, while the Curse Elves could cluster to resurrect each other, making it extremely difficult to inflict effective casualties on either group. Nobody was a fool. Even Sonia and Diya, upon seeing this situation, tacitly intensified their attacks against the parasite sorcerers to create offensive openings for the surrounding Sanctuary sorcerers! "Oh? We're being treated as the easiest weaklings to bully?" Ezhao danced merrily as he wove between the black spheres. "What a rare experience this is. In that case, everyone, please don't treat us like delicate flowers. By all means—" "—ravage us ruthlessly!" In the blink of an eye, the parasite sorcerers shed their black robes, revealing sharp horns, long tails, scales, and talons, having transformed into the ferocious postures of draconic beasts! Fox lantern dragons, Fishcleaver Dragons, mudfish dragons, savage fire dragons, sorrow-death dragons... They were like Void Realm creatures gaining sapience and taking form, their flesh surging with the sheer violence of draconic beasts, yet still retaining the intelligence of sorcerers! As for Ezhao, the leader of the parasite sorcerers, pitch-black scales coated his body, his waist slender enough to encircle in one hand, while the claws on his ten fingers were over a meter long. His entire frame was so lithe that he resembled a shadow. Yet when he raised both hands skyward and cupped his fingers, an explosive mass of pitch-black energy rapidly coalesced above him. Everyone immediately recognized what kind of draconic beast he was—the most ferocious tyrant of the Distant Sky Realm, the Shadow Evil Dragon! "The Transmutation faction?" a Sanctuary sorcerer asked uncertainly. "But wasn't that an ancient sorcery replaced by the Alchemy faction? How...?" The various techniques displayed by the Blood Moon Sanctuary sorcerers, the Curse Elves, and the parasite sorcerers were an eye-opening spectacle for the surrounding Sanctuary sorcerers. The Kingdom of Heaven in Dreams seemed to have transformed into an academic exchange conference for Void Realm Sanctuary sorcerers, where everyone was freely and brazenly showcasing their sorcerous achievements. Yet the exchanges between Sanctuary sorcerers had to be punctuated by death! Boom! Though the parasite sorcerers who had transformed into draconic beast warriors seemed to have lost the flight-assist capability of their void wings, they had gained a special trait akin to infinite jumping—with a single forceful stomp, space solidified into a foothold beneath them, allowing them to shift direction and maneuver at high speeds! In an instant, they breached the encirclement of black spheres, hurtling into the ranks of the surrounding sorcerers like cannonballs. Combining draconic beast traits seamlessly with sorcery, they held their own even when vastly outnumbered! Since the parasite sorcerers had taken the initiative to attack, the retaliation from the Blood Moon Sanctuary sorcerers and Curse Elves naturally followed right behind! The Moon Shadow Sanctuary sorcerers neither liked nor excelled at combat. Chanting praises to the supreme benevolence and kindness of the Blood Moon Ultimate Lord, dazzling moonlight wrapped around the Blood Saints like a galaxy, causing the latter's Sanctuaries to ripple with soft, secretive, cool hues. In a daze, the Blood Moon Sanctuary sorcerers seemed to dissolve into the gloom of the Kingdom of Heaven in Dreams. The miracles of the Moon Shadow Sanctuary sorcerers were blessings that imbued Sanctuaries with various effects such as 'stealth', 'evasion', and 'refraction'! Sheltered under this layer of protection, Blood Saint sorcerers revealed only an illusory shadow when launching an attack, only to slip right back into the embrace of darkness immediately after—they were practically invincible! Unlike the melee parasite sorcerers and mid-to-close-range Blood Saint sorcerers, virtually all the Curse Elves were long-range casters. They reached out their hands, and greatbows condensed before them. Though each bow displayed differences—some of fire, some of water, others of mind or space—without exception, they were based primarily on archery, supplemented by other sorceries! Nock arrows, draw bows, volley! Though the Curse Elves numbered only a hundred, the radiant rain of arrows ripping fiercely through the air reaped into the surrounding sorcerers like a scythe! The parasite sorcerers, Blood Moon Sanctuary sorcerers, and Curse Elves did not hesitate in the slightest, answering the malice of the rogue Sanctuary sorcerers with iron blood and violence! How would the rogue Sanctuary sorcerers respond, then? Would they collapse at the first touch? Naturally, they collapsed at the first touch. And then struck back amidst the chaos! So what if you're an organized sorcerer team? So what if you have miracles we've never seen? As long as you aren't using a divine miracle to instantly shatter my Sanctuary and one-shot me, I have the ability to fight back! The Sanctuary sorcerers scattered at once like startled birds. Their two-thousand-strong formation was effortlessly pierced by the three factions' teams. Yet their counterattacks were ferocious, hurling countless miracles at the parasite sorcerers as if they cost nothing. Even better, they had no fear of hitting the wrong target—all they needed to do was dump their sorcery power to their hearts' content! Naturally, alongside the Sanctuary sorcerers fighting back, there were also those who fled immediately, hoping to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. However, these rogue Sanctuary sorcerers who strayed from the flock were quickly hunted down and ambushed by the concealed Blood Moon Sanctuary sorcerers. A few minutes later, the entire Kingdom of Heaven in Dreams had become a sprawling Sanctuary battlefield. The Curse Elf archery company was broken up, forced to cling to the perimeter walls while firing incessantly. Each parasite sorcerer had to fight ten melee Sanctuary sorcerers, switching battlefields roughly every five seconds, the clashing of steel and flesh roaring like thunder, exploding everywhere. Blood Moon Sanctuary sorcerers hunted stray Sanctuary sorcerers far and wide, but no Sanctuary sorcerer was a pushover—counterattacking with the flow and deflecting trouble onto others came as pure combat instinct, playing an intense game of hide-and-seek with the Blood Moon Sanctuary sorcerers. Hidden Hand Sword Saint Trozan strolled leisurely as she executed a Moon Shadow Sanctuary sorcerer from afar. Soul Sanctuary Qinna traded shots with a Curse Elf archer. Igola had formed an eight-person squad and was surrounding and thrashing a parasite sorcerer! Most absurd of all, rogue Sanctuary sorcerers were even slaughtering one another! The reasons for their fighting were numerous—perhaps related to national origins, perhaps to race, perhaps to sorcery schools, but more likely, someone got hit by B in the melee, struck back at B, B hit them back again, and back and forth it escalated until they were brawling in a heap. Chaotic, absurd, wondrous, magnificent! Inside the Ghostly Dream black spheres, Sonia and Diya looked thoroughly bewildered. This... it seemed there was no room for them to intervene anymore? They had come to stall for time and stop the Sanctuary sorcerers from attacking the Spectre Inheritance, but the Sanctuary sorcerers had started fighting amongst themselves, as if they had come here solely to slaughter one another, leaving the Spectre Inheritance neglected on the sidelines. What could Sonia and Diya do? They could only let them manage themselves. They even suspected that even if the three factions' teams were completely wiped out and driven out, the remaining Sanctuary sorcerers would probably keep fighting until their numbers dwindled to a certain point before halting this suddenly erupting world war of Sanctuary sorcerers. Naturally, they hoped this situation would continue indefinitely until the virtual divine personality was completed. But while the rogue Sanctuary sorcerers could treat this as a wargame, the three factions' teams carried crucial missions on their shoulders. "I said earlier that we should have cleared the field first." Amidst the chaotic melee, the leaders of the three factions' teams finally managed to find an opening to meet. Even under these circumstances, Ezhao's tone remained flippant: "See? Now we're like delicate maidens dragged into an alley, forced to quietly endure this sudden ravaging." Zhuozhou: "Cannot. Continue like this." Baiyu sighed. He no longer knew how many times he had sighed tonight. "This was my tactical miscalculation. If we had acted together outside, we could indeed have driven back and routed these scattered Sanctuary sorcerers. But inside the Kingdom of Heaven in Dreams, the sorcerers controlling the Spectre Inheritance will never allow us to gather our strength. We could only disperse and fight back." "Yet doing so gave the other Sanctuary sorcerers the chance to pick us off one by one." He gnawed on his fingernail. "I've already lost eight Sanctuary sorcerers on my side." "I've lost thirteen beloved kin and dear brothers too!" Ezhao covered his face and sighed deeply. Though he tried to put on a heartbroken expression, the purple-black scales of the Shadow Evil Dragon only accentuated his smirk. "They're injured so badly they probably won't be able to get out of bed for months, so I have no choice but to shoulder the responsibility and take good care of their girlfriends! Ah, I think I saw a Fox Lantern get injured. Though I don't know her too well, I'll still help wipe her down and see to her daily needs—" "Nineteen times." Zhuozhou stated a number—meaning how many more times her clan's resurrection divine miracle could be used. Though the Curse Elves had suffered zero casualties so far, the resurrection divine miracle clearly had its limits. "Unless we withdraw voluntarily, we alone cannot end this chaotic brawl," Baiyu said. "However, if we employ power superior to the Sanctuary realm..." "If we use an offensive divine miracle, it should intimidate them," Ezhao said. "A tactical mistake requires paying a price, right? Mr. Blood Crime, you wouldn't want the Blood Moon Ultimate Lord to lose face among the God-Lords, would you?" "I will use a divine miracle," Baiyu said. "But not to intimidate them." "I need your help. Ezhao, I want your parasite sorcerers to bait the other Sanctuary sorcerers, scattering across as much of the Kingdom of Heaven in Dreams as possible. Zhuozhou, once the parasite sorcerers disperse, I want your people to execute a full-field volley, striking every possible corner of the Kingdom of Heaven in Dreams." Ezhao and Zhuozhou said nothing. Exchanging a glance with Baiyu, they quickly departed. Moments later, the parasite sorcerers suddenly took the offensive against sorcerers far from the main fray, causing the scattered Sanctuary sorcerers to disperse with them. Immediately afterward, the Curse Elf archery company began sweeping along the perimeter walls at high speed, an arrow storm blanketing every region of the Kingdom of Heaven in Dreams. Although it inflicted few precise fatalities, it engulfed almost every Sanctuary sorcerer! When the arrow storm ceased, the Blood Moon Sanctuary sorcerers suddenly dropped out of stealth, for the surging sorcery power coursing through them could no longer be concealed by miracles! Miracle: Blood Moon Alliance! Baiyu once again channeled the energy of all the Blood Moon Sanctuary sorcerers, gripping the lightning bolt in his hand tightly. Yet he did not look toward the rogue Sanctuary sorcerers who had disrupted their plans and even attacked them. Instead, his gaze was fixed intently upon a single Ghostly Dream black sphere! Few knew that although Baiyu was the deputy director of the most vicious and ruthless Blood Crime Research Institute, he was not skilled at combat, nor was he proficient in Blood Arts, the Blood Saint clan's strongest sorcery! The reason he had heterochromatic eyes was that by the time he became a Blood Saint, he was already a two-winged sorcerer. Even though a Legendary Blood Saint had reshaped his bloodline, only one of his eyes had turned blood-red. The primary reason he had risen to his current position was that, by a stroke of serendipity in the Void Realm, he had obtained a Prophecy faction inheritance! What was more, it was a minor inheritance left behind by the Omniscient Weaver in her early years! What Baiyu excelled at most was gathering intelligence, analyzing intelligence, and deducing the truth! "The initial count of black spheres totaled 199." "The vast majority of black spheres move erratically without direction." "The vast majority of black spheres have crashed into Sanctuary sorcerers." "Yet there is one black sphere that not only never crashed into any Sanctuary sorcerers, but if there was an obstacle ahead in its path, it would even actively veer away. Facing the Curse Elves' arrow storm just now, it cleverly exploited the interval between the two waves of arrows to dodge the barrage with immaculate precision!" "The black sphere trap laid by the Spectre Prophet may be effective at repelling invaders, but it carries a hidden flaw—his core inheritance is likewise inside a black sphere! If an invader were exceptionally lucky and happened to shatter the inheritance black sphere, the Spectre Prophet's arrangements would fall completely flat!" "To prevent such a scenario, the Spectre Prophet's configuration for the inheritance black sphere would definitely be different from the other rampaging spheres. It must be secretive, low-profile, extremely difficult to break, and never crash actively in front of invaders." "Therefore, I've found it!" Crack! A colossal bolt of scarlet lightning illuminated the entire Kingdom of Heaven in Dreams! Staring at the black sphere not far away that suddenly swerved to flee, Baiyu took a deep breath, and then hurled the lightning bolt from his hand! The core of the Spectre Inheritance was right there!