Free Web NovelJiele Xiyin watched warily at the girl before her, who looked no more than eighteen.
That crazed expression of hers—just an act to trick Vieya into dropping her guard.
But it seemed her words hadn’t disturbed Vieya’s mind in the slightest, nor had they drawn out any useful information.
The only thing certain was that this girl absolutely knew Flaviel. That fusion of Authorities, wielded to unleash greater power—Jiele Xiyin had seen it only in Flaviel’s hands.
Was she Flaviel’s eldest daughter? When had she been born?
Jiele Xiyin thought on this, not daring to move rashly. She could not pin down Vieya’s identity, but that Vieya carried the aura and qualities of that great Demon King was beyond doubt.
In their brief clash just now, Vieya’s ocean-like surge of Authority had left a searing impression. If not for using those seventh-tier dragon fodder to diffuse the strike, she might already have been gravely injured.
It was humiliating, but Jiele Xiyin had to admit it: even after living hundreds of years, she was no match for Vieya.
What an infuriating talent! It was the same as back then. She had spent more than a century to seize the Demon King’s throne, just as she was preparing to descend upon the world and make the earth tremble at her name, another Demon King suddenly rose next door. Under that blazing sun, all her ambitions looked pitiful and laughable, mere dust motes dancing in the light—noticed by none.
“You know Flaviel, don’t you?” Jiele Xiyin ventured. “I was a Demon King too, and once an old acquaintance of hers. I admit you truly have the qualifications to sit on the throne. So why must we oppose each other over a few humans’ lives?”
High above, Jiele Xiyin circled slowly around Vieya. “Look—the world is vast, boundless! We could, like the humans, form an alliance and share it together.
I could give you every support I can. You’re still young, you don’t understand many things of this world—but I do! I know the specific Authorities of the other Demon Kings. I know about that sister of yours who escaped the Demon King’s castle.”
“That’s a generous offer, very tempting. But not a word out of your mouth would I ever dare believe.” Vieya smiled. “You understand envy better than anyone alive, and you embody it more than anyone.
Your generosity is for lives beneath you—like those dragons just now, fed ‘precious’ flesh, then bewitched into laying down their lives in loyalty, to die torn to shreds.”
“They were only lowly beasts of insufficient wit. But you are different. You are noble, like ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ me—worthy of the throne!” Jiele Xiyin came closer, reshaping herself into the form of a beautiful woman, spilling honeyed words meant to seduce.
“Jiele Xiyin, you still don’t understand me.” Vieya ignored her ploy. “You are a Demon King—but that is all you will ever be, in this life.”
“You lowborn! Daring to harm my friends, daring to compare yourself to her!” Vieya sneered. She met the thrust of Jiele Xiyin’s spider-stinger, and at the same time drove the golden Sunlance toward her heart.
The Sunlance pierced through her chest. Jiele Xiyin’s eyes went wide with rage and shock. She had never imagined her secretive ambush would be sensed and countered beforehand. Desperate, she stabbed again and again with her venomous stinger into Vieya’s abdomen, as if she could kill or paralyze her like a moth in a web.
But she could not. The sensation was like stabbing into water.
Useless! Useless! Still useless!
“Jiele Xiyin, how pitiful you are. So many years, and still unchanged, still no progress.” Vieya’s emerald eyes glimmered with mockery. She slowly raised her arm, seizing Jiele Xiyin’s throat, ignoring her attacks entirely.
Jiele Xiyin choked up blood. Her hardened spider spears tore through the fabric of her back, stabbing again and again at Vieya’s body, determined to destroy her foe.
The wind roared louder in her ears. Below, water and land shrank quickly in Jiele Xiyin’s vision.
Vieya shot upward with her, speed dizzying, until they had reached tens of thousands of meters above.
Here there were no clouds, no night. Sunlight flooded everything, golden clouds spread beneath their feet like a lavish velvet carpet. In this blazing radiance, frost crept across Jiele Xiyin’s body.
Her blood began to freeze. Her limbs stiffened. She couldn’t even voice her pleas, only glare with venomous eyes at the girl so close to her face.
“Puzzled, aren’t you? Wondering why I know your weaknesses so clearly, aren’t you? Want to know?”
“Heh... even if you look at me like that, I won’t tell you.”
Suddenly, Vieya let go. Jiele Xiyin, stripped of all strength, plummeted from tens of thousands of meters like a stone sculpture, motionless.
Vieya knew she wasn’t dead. The cold of high altitude and the breathless vacuum weren’t enough to kill a Demon King.
So she sealed every point in Jiele Xiyin’s body capable of channeling mana, leaving her a wound in the chest that would not heal, crippling her abilities.
“This is the price for laying hands on them.”
Vieya was not well-versed in fusion of Authorities. She lacked the raw numerical supremacy, lacked the Holy Swords of Heroes that could strike true damage.
To inflict mortal wounds on a Demon King required more than a single Authority’s strike. Each one who reached the throne commanded at least two Authorities. Jiele Xiyin’s “Revelry” and “Jealousy,” though not suited to direct combat, still carried their own stature.
To deal a killing blow, Vieya would need at least a fusion of three Authorities at once.
Jiele Xiyin fell helpless from the sky. freewebnøvel.coɱ
She couldn’t understand why Vieya did this. Nor could she understand why Vieya, clearly not human, chose to side with humanity.
What a pity... such an attack won’t kill me.
But soon she felt something descending.
Though she heard no sound, the temperature around her spiked.
The frost on her lashes melted. Jiele Xiyin opened her eyes and saw crimson meteors streaking across the sky, plummeting straight toward her.
In this divine punishment of a meteor storm, Jiele Xiyin closed her eyes in despair. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
3 a.m.
All of Deerhorn City saw a meteor shower. Greater than any record in thousands of years of southern history. The still-burning meteors that struck the sea raised tsunamis hundreds of meters high.
At the docks, people stood, watching the sea as if it burned.
