Free Web NovelChapter 1877: The Eye of Sealing
The fierce clash between the overlords dragged on for more than a decade.
For a battle at this level, that was not especially long.
Even so, the battle pushed several of them to their limits.
The first to withdraw was the Rank Eight Cosmic King.
His earlier taunts had likely angered the Third Pharaoh.
During the fight, Makhast singled him out more than once, bombarding him with relentless attacks.
By the third year of the war, Makhast had already broken the first layer of his seal.
He could not afford to hold back while facing three Rank Eight overlords at once.
Once the seal was broken, Makhast’s strength surged to a terrifying level.
Even with all three working together, Vivian and the others could barely hold their ground against him.
And yet, Makhast was in no rush to finish any of them off.
Rank Eight overlords were no easy opponents. Even a typical Rank Seven overlord, with a sufficiently resilient Overlord Soul, took time to kill, let alone Rank Eight beings who had formed Eternal Souls.
More than anything, Makhast was using the battle to push his own limits.
To his surprise, these three truly made him feel pressure. This was something he had not experienced in a long time.
Vivian’s attacks, in particular, was unlike anything he had seen before!
The Fire Phoenix Overlord’s Nirvana Flame also caught him off guard. It even managed to partly erode his defenses.
By comparison, the Rank Eight Cosmic King was the most unremarkable, and the one Makhast understood best.
So when that old codger tried to slip away mid-battle, Makhast flew into a rage.
He had only just started warming up. How dare that shameless creature try to run now?
The Cosmic King’s reserves of Overlord Soul were far inferior to those of the Fire Phoenix and the witch.
As a top-tier civilization, the Magus Civilization could slowly restore Overlord Souls through soul towers.
Unfortunately, large-sized worlds like the Grand Cosmic World had no such advantage.
For someone like the Cosmic King, aside from a few extremely rare methods, the most reliable way to recover Overlord Soul was to seek out certain treasures of the Astral Realm and absorb their power.
So what exactly were these treasures?
The Golden Apples and Sacred Fruits of Magus World were not enough!
To truly restore the Omnipotent Soul of a Rank Eight Overlord, one might have to cut down the Golden Apple Tree itself and extract the origin life essence from its trunk.
But that was not a feasible option.
No one in the surrounding star domains had the power to cut down a Golden Apple Tree.
And even if someone were bold enough to try, they would first have to get past Odin and Hela.
There was another possibility—certain plant-type overlords could produce life essence capable of healing a certain type of overlord.
But beings like that were incredibly rare.
The Magus Civilization had long given special attention to the Floral Psychic World and poured vast resources into Activator Fairy World every year.
Even so, the Magus Alliance had not produced a single new plant-type overlord.
That alone showed just how rare such existences and treasures really were.
Now, at this critical moment, the Cosmic King had nothing left. The instant he tried to flee, the Fire Phoenix and Vivian were forced to follow.
But the Third Pharaoh, Makhast, was clearly not done with them yet!
His burst phase after releasing his first seal lasted far longer than that of the lower-ranking Amenkha Pharaohs.
“Did I say you can leave?”
Makhast extended his unsealed right hand and reached straight for the Cosmic King.
As he moved, a profound shift in law power became visible along his arm.
He was releasing his second seal, something only a handful of Amenkha Pharaohs were capable of!
More than that, it was clear Makhast had not just partially unlocked it—he had fully mastered the power of the double seal.
On top of that, he was also a wielder of the Sealing Chains.
Yet throughout his battle with Vivian and the others, Makhast had not once used this civilizational treasure of the Amenkha Empire.
In fact, ever since obtaining it, he had only drawn upon the Sealing Chains on the rarest of occasions.
The last time it had been used was more than twenty thousand years ago, during the battle against Dyrska, the strongest warrior of the Luminara Civilization.
As Makhast began to release his second seal, a terrifying surge of law power spread outward.
The surrounding starry sky warped and trembled in response.
Endless energy vortices and elemental storms converged around him.
Jet-black lightning crackled through space, while countless space-time rifts tore open nearby.
The pressure alone had already surpassed what a typical Rank Eight overlord could radiate.
When Makhast revealed his full battle form, the Cosmic King, Vivian, and the others sensed a hint of mortal danger!
Just as the pitch-black energy hand forming from Makhast’s right arm was about to seize the Cosmic King, Vivian made her move.
The Third Pharaoh had always been wary of her. Her aura was strange, and her control over laws was difficult to read.
Even so, the former leader of the Northern Witches Council still managed to exceed his expectations.
A massive eye, glowing with a deep, mysterious blue, appeared at the center of the battlefield.
The law power radiating from it was unmistakable—the Power of Sealing!
It was a high-tier world-class secret treasure: the Eye of Sealing!
Unlike the Third Pharaoh, who unleashed explosive strength by releasing his own seals, the Eye of Sealing existed for the opposite purpose. It suppressed and sealed an opponent’s power!
Bathed in its deep blue light, Makhast, who was in the process of releasing his second seal, felt the cellular activities within him suddenly fall silent.
In the vast Astral Realm, nothing was impossible!
To think that the Magus Civilization actually possessed a method to counter the Amenkha Empire’s sealing techniques!
With it, a layer of the Pharaoh’s unsealed state was directly neutralized.
No wonder the Magus Civilization had sent Vivian to this battlefield. The Eye of Sealing gave her a clear advantage over the Amenkha Empire’s powerhouses.
The overwhelming tide of energy and crushing law pressure gradually subsided under the eye’s influence.
At the center of it all, Makhast still stood with his arm outstretched toward the Cosmic King.
However, the pitch-black energy hand he had formed had already dispersed.
He had been forced back to his first level of unsealing.
If not for the faint blue glow of law power still lingering across the starry sky, everything that had just happened would have felt like an illusion.
Makhast lowered his gaze to his own palm.
He still had not fully processed the fact that he had gone from releasing his second seal to being suppressed back into a lower unsealed state.
