r18novel Chapter 588: The Shock of the Void Throne!
Chapter 588: The Shock of the Void Throne!
The view stretches across the endless sea. A fierce wind howls across the surface. Giant waves crash against the hard rock walls of the red earth continent. White foam rises skyward.
This is the absolute center of the world. The summit of the Red Earth.
The magnificent Mary Geoise stands silently. Sunlight shines on the massive white buildings. Everything appears sacred and inviolable.
Pangaea lies deep within the Holy Land. It is the heart of the World Government. It holds the world's darkest secrets.
The most secret chamber of power lies at the very bottom of Pangaea City. The Void Throne sits high above, surrounded by ancient weapons symbolizing the twenty creators.
The space was completely silent. The air seemed to have frozen. You could hear a pin drop clearly.
Suddenly, a violent tremor erupted without warning.
A muffled rumble suddenly came from the depths of the earth. The entire Chamber of Power began to shake violently. The indestructible dark blue stone slabs groaned under the strain.
"Click—"
A piercing cracking sound shattered the eight-hundred-year silence.
A deep crack appeared on the surface of the stone slab. The crack spread rapidly like a black serpent. Stone chips were ejected into the air by the vibrations.
On the Void Throne, Im, who had always remained hidden behind the scenes, sat in the shadows.
That lofty and aloof being has now lost all composure.
Im, through his white-clad double in Elbaf, clearly confirmed the aura. It was the aura of Vidvernir.
That was a fear deeply etched into the soul. That was a nightmare that had haunted us day and night for eight hundred years.
Im's body began to tremble uncontrollably. His wide robes fluttered violently in the darkness. His pale fingers gripped the armrests of the throne tightly.
The fingernails dug deep into the hard material of the throne. A harsh scraping sound echoed in the empty room.
The shadows surrounding the Void Throne went completely berserk. The darkness was no longer calm; they churned and churned like boiling water.
Clumps of pitch-black energy twisted violently in the air, taking on grotesque shapes, as if venting their master's extreme panic.
As Im's true form became agitated, the physical laws within Pangaea City were forcibly distorted.
The gravitational field has become severely disordered.
The pebbles on the ground slowly floated up. They defied gravity and drifted aimlessly in mid-air.
The ancient torches on the wall swayed violently. The flames were suppressed by an invisible, immense force. The light became extremely faint.
"call--"
A cold wind swept through the room. All the torches went out instantly.
The Chamber of Power was plunged into absolute darkness. The temperature plummeted at an alarming rate. Frost spread rapidly across the massive stone pillars.
A terrifying, suffocating pressure erupted completely.
This oppressive aura spread outwards from the chamber of power like a tidal wave. It penetrated the thick stone walls and swept across the long, secluded corridors of Pangu City.
The air felt heavier than steel. A sickening squeaking sound filled the air.
Inside another luxurious room in Pangu City.
The four Elders who remained at the Holy Land are gathered here. They are the highest-ranking figures in the World Government.
A giant video Den Den Mushi sits in the center of the room. The screen displays the chaotic battle in Elbaf.
Four elderly men sat upright on a soft leather sofa. Their expressions were initially cold and arrogant.
Saint Mas leaned on his cane. Saint Vochuli stroked his enormous beard. Saint Nasujuro held the first generation Onikiri sword. Saint Pit crossed his arms in front of his chest.
They were waiting for Garin to suppress the rebellion. They were waiting for the Knights of God to eliminate all variables.
Suddenly, the oppressive aura emanating from the Chamber of Power swept across the room.
That was Lord Im's aura. But this time it was completely different. This aura was filled with frenzy, chaos, and undisguised fear.
The expressions of the four Elders changed drastically in an instant.
They felt a chill run down their spines. Their hearts felt as if they were being gripped tightly by a cold, large hand. The blood in their veins almost stopped flowing.
"this……"
The four of them stood up from the sofa almost simultaneously. Their movements were extremely flustered.
The cane in Massa's hand slipped and slammed heavily onto the carpet with a "thud".
The teacup beside Sacred Volcioli was swept away by his wide sleeve. The exquisite porcelain cup shattered on the floor, breaking into pieces. Scalding hot tea splashed everywhere.
The first generation Kitetsu in Nasujuro Seihou's arms emitted a violent buzzing sound. The blade trembled wildly within its scabbard.
Piet Saint's face turned deathly pale. His golden hair was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
The room was deathly silent. Only the video Den Den Mushi was making a faint "puru puru" sound.
The four elderly men who stood at the pinnacle of power now resembled startled mortals.
Mars Saint, who controlled the environment, bent down. He picked up his cane from the ground with trembling hands, gripping the top of the cane tightly.
His brows were furrowed tightly. Beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, dripping onto the expensive carpet.
Mars Saint raised his head. He looked at the other three. His voice trembled uncontrollably.
"What exactly happened? Why did that person suddenly erupt with such a strong emotional outburst?"
His eyes were filled with horror. In eight hundred years, he had never seen Lord Im so distraught.
That being is the only god in the world. Gods should not have fear.
But now, the panic within this oppressive force is almost tearing the entire Pangu City apart.
The Martial Saint Vochuli, who wielded the power of magic, took a deep breath. He tried to calm his wildly beating heart.
He raised his hand, touching his enormous beard. But his hand trembled slightly in mid-air. He couldn't stop.
Sacred Vochuli looked at the other three. His voice was low and hoarse.
"Something must have happened in Elbaf."
He pointed to the video Den Den Mushi. The screen showed only a blizzard and the rampage of a black dragon.
"It wasn't just that black dragon. A terrifying being appeared there that we didn't even recognize. A being that could make that lord tremble."
Vocuri Saint's gaze became extremely solemn.
"That existence is absolutely beyond the scope of what is recorded in the historical texts. It is outside the realm of our knowledge."
Nasujiro Sei gripped his vibrating longsword tightly. He gritted his teeth and spoke.
"The official history records a blank century. But what if something existed that's older than that blank century?"
These words struck the hearts of the other three like a heavy hammer.
It is older than the blank century. It is a forbidden abyss that even the world government cannot touch.
Piet Saint swallowed hard. His voice was filled with deep helplessness.
"Karin is still there. The three admirals are there too. But... can they hold them off?"
No one answered.
The four Elders exchanged glances. A deep unease flashed in their eyes.
This unease spread wildly through my mind like poison.
They ruled the world for eight hundred years. They were used to controlling everything. They treated all living beings as pieces on a chessboard.
But now, the chessboard has been overturned by an unknown ancient force.
For the first time, they clearly realized that the situation was completely out of control.
Their supposed control was utterly laughable, like a piece of waste paper, in the face of power of that level.
The foundations of the World Government's rule are being violently shaken by this oppressive force.
Mars Saint closed his eyes. He listened to the deep rumble coming from the direction of the Chamber of Power.
"The world... is about to change."
Thick, dark clouds shrouded the skies of Mary Geoise. Gale-force winds raged across the summit of the Red Earth.
In the distant new world. The battlefield of Elbaf.
That aura of an eagle emanating from the top of the World Tree still indiscriminately crushes all living beings.
The admiral was bewildered. Rocks felt a chill. Im's Stand stood frozen in place.
Fear is the dominant theme on this battlefield.
But inside the fortified royal palace in Elbaf, the situation was quite different.
Some people reacted to this aura with completely different, frenzied reactions.