"Let us perish together!"
A look of madness adorned Joanna's face, brimming with joy, as though death for her was not an end but a kind of beginning.
Countless roots erupted from her body, entangling herself and the Flame Throne together.
The phantom of the purple plant solidified in an instant, its roots tightly knotted, plunging into the entire demi-plane. Its branches and leaves unfurled, and the buds at their tips quickly swelled and blossomed…
Accompanied by the Flame Throne's thunderous roar, a purple bud of indescribable beauty slowly bloomed within the demi-plane.
A terrifying force coalesced within the flower, forming a purple radiance that surged outward in every direction. Even the Ash Fog World was affected, collapsing entirely.
"No good!"
Leilin's pupils contracted. The residual Ash Fog power immediately conjured a thick wall before him. A flash of light, and
Then, an overwhelming tide of purple light flooded over them in an instant…
The demi-plane hidden within the labyrinth was burst apart by the purple light. Massive black holes appeared, devouring everything in their vicinity as though an apocalyptic scene had descended.
The shockwaves from the explosion continued to batter the membrane of the Flame World, sending the entire realm into violent tremors.
When everything finally calmed, the original spatial rift had been transformed beyond recognition.
Countless irreparable spatial tears spread across the void, with torrents of chaotic energy carving through what had once been ruins, reducing them to utter ruin.
Even the vast nebulae reminiscent of those in his previous world's universe had been completely dispersed by the explosion.
Dim starlight flickered intermittently from various corners of the fractured space, carrying a sense of wistful desolation.
Within the shattered void, a mass of mist dissipated, revealing Leilin and Melinda's figures.
"As expected of an ancient bloodline physique — the destructive power of such a self-detonation…"
Leilin seemed to be offering praise, but his tone carried an unmistakable note of regret. He had always been greatly interested in researching such unique physiques. He simply hadn't expected the other party to detonate herself so resolutely.
The terrifying storm generated by the self-detonation had forced both Leilin and Melinda to suffer minor losses, even with the sixth-rank Mist Giant energy serving as their defense, leaving them looking somewhat disheveled.
"Bloodline!"
Leilin's eyes turned crimson as a small vortex formed in his palm. Certain things in the void seemed drawn by an invisible force, drifting of their own accord into his hand.
Numerous specks of light condensed, ultimately forming a single drop of purple blood with flecks of gold constantly shimmering within it.
"The last remnant — is this all that survived? Truly domineering magic!"
Leilin sighed and carefully stored the blood.
"No! That's wrong — the Flame Throne isn't dead yet!" After her initial exclamation, a flash of joy appeared on Melinda's face.
For her, if the Flame Throne had been severely weakened and unable to resist her possession attempt, that would have been the ideal scenario.
"After all, it's a peak sixth-rank Radiant Sun Throne — how could it simply fall like that?"
Leilin nodded gravely as well. He had never dared to underestimate such high-ranking wizard-class existences.
Moreover, the Chip hadn't offered any such conclusion. Instead, it had detected the Flame Throne's aura fluctuation from before, which only reinforced Leilin's certainty.
Whoosh!
Flickers of golden flame ignited in the void, growing ever more numerous, until they eventually formed the shape of an enormous gate of fire.
The Flame Throne's figure stepped through the fiery gate, its eyes filled with cold indifference and ruthlessness.
Boom! The great fire gate rapidly condensed, transforming into a golden wizard's robe that draped over the Flame Throne's body. "I never imagined a mere insect would interrupt this 'rebirth' process. It seems that these ancient bloodline warlocks should all be thoroughly eliminated…"
At that moment, the full aura of peak sixth-rank power erupted from the Flame Throne without restraint, drawing bitter smiles from Melinda and Leilin.
"The ability to rise from flames?" Leilin stroked his chin. "Fitting for one who commands fire, and this healing effect is somewhat reminiscent of the Frost World's Ice Transformation talent…"
"Now is the time for you to be analyzing this?" Melinda was torn between laughter and tears, while across from them, the Flame Throne had already raised its right hand. A blazing sword forged of congealed flame materialized before it.
"In the name of the Flame Throne, I judge you!"
Colossal flames surged forward along with the blade's arc. This was no ordinary magical fire — it was the Fire of Law!
The mere manifestation of this Lawfire instantly drained the area of all fire-element particles, even driving out particles of every other element, exuding an overwhelming sense of dominance.
Having risen from the flames, the Flame Throne had not only survived Joanna's self-detonation but had recovered from all its injuries, seemingly restored to the peak sixth-rank Throne it once was.
"Get back!"
Leilin shoved Melinda aside as a torrent of crimson light erupted from his body. "Shield of Bloodline!"
Rumble! The fiery longsword collided with the shield, producing a piercing shriek. On the other side, Melinda had also thrown out a magical artifact resembling a sculpture, its resulting barrier deflecting the Flame Throne's attack.
"Do you have any more bloodline marks?" With Joanna dead, only she and Leilin remained as intruders. Melinda immediately sent a mental transmission to Leilin — that sixth-rank bloodline magic, the Ash Fog World, had left a deep impression on her.
"None left. Did you think sixth-rank bloodlines were easy to come by? All the bloodlines I had were barely enough to make two marks!"
Leilin shot Melinda an exasperated glance and raised his right hand.
He was telling the truth. The ring on his finger had long since completely vanished.
Hearing this, a look of despair flickered through Melinda's beautiful eyes. "I refuse to accept this! Am I really going to die here today with big brother?"
"Going crazy again!"
Watching Melinda suddenly regress into what seemed like a little girl, Leilin was at a complete loss for words. In his view, the Flame Throne must have cast off more than one fragment of its soul when it was expelled, and that was precisely what caused Melinda's wildly fluctuating emotions — practically a case of split personality.
"Evil warlock bloodlines, and the filth I once cast aside — today I shall purge you both!"
Having fully recovered its power, the Flame Throne advanced step by step. Its peak sixth-rank strength forced Leilin's expression to darken.
Only when truly facing such an opponent could one grasp how terrifying the strength of a Throne-class
Its Primordial Spirit, blazing like the blazing sun, was not only dozens of times larger than that of a Radiant Moon Wizard but surpassed it in quality as well. That golden soul force far exceeded the soul power of a Radiant Moon Wizard, even giving Leilin the sensation of being suppressed.
"Solar Eclipse!"
The Flame Throne raised its sword once more. Behind it, the phantom of its Primordial Sun materialized. A point of black light formed at the sun's core and converged upon the tip of the flame sword.
From that black point, Leilin sensed a terrifying energy of annihilation.
"Opposites converge at the extreme? This theoretical level is approaching the matter-antimatter principles from my previous world…"
"Purge!" With the Flame Throne's cold shout, the sword descended, and that pinpoint of ink-black light exploded outward toward Leilin and Melinda.
An energy of absolute annihilation surged forth like a raging tempest.
Even the surrounding Flame World's vast primordial force surged violently, pouring into the Flame Throne's body and making this single strike all the more devastating.
"Such power — worthy of a peak sixth-rank!"
Leilin sighed, then without hesitation commanded: "Chip, activate Defense Plan Two!"
[Ding! Task established. Commencing energy reallocation for coordinated defense.]The Chip's cold voice responded immediately.
At the same time, a layer of pitch-black Comoyin Serpent scales surfaced across Leilin's body. A barrage of potions was flung outward, forming a multicolored barrier. On the outermost layer, the Shield of Bloodline, under the Chip's precise control, continuously reshaped itself to meet the oncoming wave of black destruction.
Rumble!
After the storm subsided, Leilin's wizard's robe was torn across large sections, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"How is it? Melinda — still alive?"
Leilin's gleaming gaze shifted toward where Melinda had been.
Whoosh! A flash of white light in the void, and Melinda's head materialized. Everything below her neck had completely vanished, with extensive burn marks at the wound's edge that had already scarred over.
"You'd die before I would!" Melinda's face was white as a corpse, as though all her blood had been drained — which, in fact, was exactly what had happened.
"This state of mine won't hold for long. Can you pin that thing down for a while? I still have one final move…"
Melinda's severed head glanced at Leilin, seemingly having made up her mind.
"I can!" Leilin's face twisted in a brief show of struggle before he spoke in a low voice. "But that's my last life-saving trump card. Once I use it, I won't be able to protect you anymore!"
"I don't need your protection! As long as you can successfully restrain it for a time, leave the rest to me! And I'll yield all the spoils from our previous agreement to you!"
Melinda clenched her teeth.
"Deal!"
Leilin threw his head back and laughed. Dozens of crimson crystal orbs materialized around him, within which swirled dark-red gas that flowed like liquid.
Pop, pop, pop! The crystal orbs shattered one after another, and a bizarre wave of energy rippled outward.
"Futile! I hold the authority of flame — under the Law, no attack…"
The Flame Throne's words cut off abruptly. Even its beautiful eyes betrayed a flash of shock.