novelraw Chapter 583: Eliog
Chapter 583: Eliog
"..."
This sudden silence from Fisher and Eimhart made the Solomon beside them inevitably produce a bit of a misunderstanding. He even thought it was because Fisher had some misgivings about entering the residence of a Demon God, so he hastily added another sentence,
"No need to worry about danger. With the blockade of the great Mother Goddess, even if they are still awake, they absolutely won't be your opponent, not to mention I'm still not certain about this Lord Demon God's condition... Speaking of which, I'm still not clear what purpose the guest came here for. If there's anything you need help with or need to understand, you can also ask me first. I will spare no effort to answer for you, just..."
"No, he's actually not worried about danger arising from entering. After all, they can be considered to have a bit of... history, that kind of history. Oh, that's not right either. There is still some danger, especially since he also brought along another female whose relationship with him is not shallow. Who knows if they run into each other, will they..."
"I accept your request." Fisher patted Eimhart on his shoulder who was busy Clicking His Tongue in Wonder, bringing the increasingly confused Solomon back to reality. Only then did he continue saying, "Do you know what's going on with the Gate of Victory? I also had two companions traveling with me, but now that I've entered, they've vanished without a trace, and I also couldn't see where the gate leaf I entered from is."
Solomon blinked his eyes and replied,
"Ah, I didn't expect you came in from the main gate. You probably were influenced by the scrolls Left behind by my younger self, right? Back then, I was imparted some mysterious knowledge across space by a Demon God named 'Baimon', therefore I recorded them on the scrolls. But actually, those main gates are virtually impossible to open. Not only are the existences outside unable to enter, even the demons inside are also unable to leave from there. That's why they had to painstakingly construct Portals on land and within the Dynasty..."
Subsequently, he looked towards the rock wall above that lacked any holes, continuing,
"Those gate leaves actually do not have physical entities both within the Dynasty and outside. When you see the true appearance of that gate leaf, it already means you are trapped in the predicament of the gate leaf. Moreover, even if they passed through the main gate, the location they enter the Dynasty will also be different, just that they are all within this 【Victory】 region, that's all. But this region is truly too vast. It's possible they will be extremely far away from you, and it's also possible they haven't even passed through the gate leaf to arrive here at all.
"If you want to confirm their status, you can conveniently enter the vicinity of Demon God Eliog's fire pillar. Her massive power can cover the entire region behind the Gate of Victory, capable of penetrating the Gate of Victory's blockade to search for their location..."That is to say, no matter what, he had to go to the place where Eliog resided to Find Out the Truth.
Fisher turned his head to look at that massive architecture, also naturally developing some curiosity towards the residence of that slacker in his impression. Furthermore, he originally came here with the intention of attempting to seek Eliog's help, just didn't know if she had been awakened.
Actually, even up until now, Fisher didn't know how the Eliog back then managed to break through the Mother Goddess's seal, relying on the method of soul projection to travel Traveling Ten Thousand Miles to Naris to hunt Erwind. Although the Eliog back then was only at the Fourteenth-Tier due to soul projection, but ever since establishing the fact that the Mother Goddess used Authority to seal them from the Lord of Fate, he felt that being able to make Eliog leave was also an extremely Unbelievable thing.
After pondering for a moment, he didn't say any other words. Merely bringing Eimhart and the treasure Solomon gave him earlier, he turned around and walked towards Eliog's residence.
Solomon behind him lowered his head, speaking to him extremely gratefully,
"Thank you, thank you, I will wait exactly here for your good news. Please definitely help me deliver that letter to..."
"..."
Fisher leaped up, crossing over the massive gap in the magma sea to arrive before the Castle Eliog built leaning against the rock wall.
The Castle was exactly blocked off by two stone walls. Therefore the scorching hot waves and bright radiance below couldn't illuminate here at all. It was both cool and quiet.
Simply the moment he set foot here, Fisher realized this place was indeed an absolutely excellent location for sleeping. No wonder it was chosen by that lazy demon as a resting place.
"What is the gift he gave you? It's rare he kept it for so many thousands of years uninterruptedly, it should be an extremely valuable treasure, right?"
Eimhart swept a glance at the bright gemstone in Fisher's hand, whereas Fisher merely felt it Carelessly and Casually. As his finger rubbed across the ancient human script engraved above the gemstone, he could clearly perceive the words "Empire's Treasure" engraved upon it.
"It is indeed an exceptionally rare treasure." He pondered for a moment, subsequently saying, "It's a ore used during the Central Empire era to forge weapons. Weapons forged from this kind of ore are very tough, won't shatter easily, and moreover Magic can be repeatedly engraved upon it. I haven't seen many pieces of such things outside either. Most of them should have been brought underground by those venerable monarchs of the Central Empire."
"How rare. I guess he's probably been eating bugs for these several thousand years uninterruptedly? To think he could actually keep this kind of treasure until now..."
"This gift as a token of gratitude is too much. Knowing so much about demons, he shouldn't not know Eliog's disposition. Or rather, even if he didn't know, he should have also guessed Eliog actually never paid attention to him at all, so there wasn't any matter of taking him in to live at the door either."
"Then he still..."
"He might extravagantly hope Eliog helps him with certain matters, especially since he heard the commotion of Eliog's awakening previously."
Fisher shot a glance at the letter given by Solomon clutched in his hand, yet didn't open it. Instead, he quickly arrived before the surrounding wall of Eliog's fortress.
It was mentioned previously, this Castle was the only place he saw here enclosed by fences to prevent others from entering. Now getting closer, he also saw a chain without a lock attached to that fence. Acted as a door bolt, hung a wooden signboard marked with demon language.
The wooden signboard was already very old and dilapidated. Who knew exactly how long it had been hanging in this damned place, and it seemed no one had ever moved this signboard either.
Fisher couldn't read demon language, but Eimhart on his shoulder spoke up,
"'Do Not Disturb, Otherwise Bear The Consequences Yourself'... that's what is written on this signboard."
"...Indeed her style."
Fisher smiled helplessly. Subsequently, he reached out and took down that signboard bearing somewhat the meaning of "Beware Of Vicious Dog Inside, Please Do Not Open Door", unfastening the iron chain, revealing the extremely silent space within.
Eimhart hastily flew into Fisher's bosom to hide, deeply afraid a terrifying-faced female demon would drill out from somewhere.
Fisher helplessly patted him, saying,
"Eliog isn't that terrifying, haven't you seen her?"
"...But I hate demons!"
Fisher spoke no more words, allowing him his waywardness.
The area in front of Eliog's Castle was utterly desolate. There were no decorations, nothing at all, Completely Empty, as unsophisticated as her cold-toned Castle.
Even arriving before the main gate, it was still unimpeded the whole way. Fisher didn't see any locks or any traps at all. He lightly pushed, and the tightly shut gate leaves of that Castle retreated backward a bit of distance.
"Pardon the intrusion."
He murmured softly, slowly walking into the Castle. Following his entry, the expansive room inside the entire Castle instantly brightened, displaying the structure inside before Fisher.
The first thing to enter his vision, was a very large bed.
Yes, it was a bed, placed exactly in the center of the fortress just like that.
"...Huh, quite a strange way of enjoying life."
Eimhart complained a sentence, because that bed visibly looked very high-class. Probably even the beds of angels and elves couldn't compare to this bed before their eyes.
The lightweight quilt made of velvet appeared somewhat messy; it seemed the owner here didn't have the habit of tidying the bed. Upon a leather-wrapped soft mat were many, many pillows of varying sizes. Among them were ones made of jade, wooden pieces...
Mm, wait, why does this pillow feel somewhat familiar?
Fisher walked precisely to the side of that bed, yet saw a tiny pillow placed on the quilt, simply identical to the one he had in his Naris Laboratory... No, it's better to say, this seemed to be exactly that one from his Naris Laboratory!
This guy, when did she sneak away his pillow?
He turned his head again to look at other places besides the bed. Very quickly, he saw scattered various clothing items beside the bed. Because Fisher had once personally undressed them, therefore he certainly remembered these things were all Eliog's belongings.
It seemed after she left Naris back then, she indeed returned here. From these personal items filled with individual flair, this point could be seen.
But back then she walked outside in a soul form, and shouldn't have thrown off the Mother Goddess's seal. Therefore after returning, she probably would still enter the sealed state...
Then, where is her physical body right now?
Fisher placed the gift brought by Solomon on the short cabinet by the bed. Subsequently, he led Eimhart to walk towards the depths of the Castle, because those clothes faded by Eliog weren't scattered together, but extended towards the depths of the Castle one piece following another.
Then, Eliog probably headed towards that direction in the end.
Like a little mouse attracted by pieces of cheese, Fisher also followed Eliog's clothes piece by piece walking towards a certain direction.
The interior of the Castle was bare, not undergoing any decorations at all. It seemed the owner here also didn't have excess thoughts to manage the place she resided in, allowing decay to grow within.
But very quickly, many things that brightened Fisher's eyes appeared.
Behind the Castle's grand hall, upon the walls and shelves, were completely filled with various weapons and armor.
From the lower-level human, demi-human, and Dragon-kin armor, to the higher-level complete set of armor tainted with the aura of angel Holy Artifacts and the fragrance of elf vegetation and trees.
Among them, many pieces of armor didn't lack obvious traces of being slashed and hacked by blades and soldiers. Moreover, some even carried bloodstains that had dried who knew when.
Compared to a collection, these things actually looked more like trophies.
Below each piece of armor was placed one or several weapons, either snapped at the waist or completely shattered. It still possessed complete sets of all styles, respectively corresponding to the armor above. It seemed these things were the weapons held by the owners of these armors back then. But regardless of whether they were mortal weapons or divine artifacts, all of them were snapped by some kind of terrifying immense force, turning into the dead silence exhibited here.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
The shadows of the weapons and armors accumulated in the darkness caused tinnitus to surface beside Fisher's ears. Faintly amongst them, a speck of weak light resembling candle fire ignited his side profile, attracting his attention over.
Yet opposite these "trophies," was a unique wooden rack, with three weapons placed upon it.
Placed at the very bottom, was a giant hammer; placed in the middle, was a scimitar wrapped by a leather scabbard; and placed at the very top, was a pitch-black Longspear flashing with cold glints.
That scimitar in the middle Fisher still recognized. That was exactly the weapon Eliog held when she came to Naris back then.
That is to say, these three weapons were actually all used by her.
And behind the spot displaying the three weapons, was a tiny fire pillar, roughly the thickness of a rope, extending from beneath the Castle.
Within this pitch-black rear chamber of the Castle, the faint light emitted by that fire pillar was exactly the sole light source, illuminating what Fisher saw just now.
Almost instantly, Fisher's gaze was attracted by that fire pillar. The closer he got to that fire pillar, the more he felt irritable, as if his blood was about to burn up, wanting to find something to fight, even wanting to yank out Eimhart in his bosom and slap him a few times.
This kind of bellicose emotion that saw everything as unpleasant caused Fisher to freeze slightly. Subsequently, he hastily took several deep breaths, and only then did that restlessness within his inner heart alleviate slightly.
And even the Mythical Rank Fisher could feel this sensation, let alone Eimhart in his bosom who wasn't even a match for an ordinary human.
Sensing something wasn't right, he hastily flew out, retreating a very long distance backward, saying to Fisher,
"No good, no good, you still go yourself, I will just wait for you outside... The aura of this group of demons makes me... very uncomfortable, I don't want to to be influenced by their power and turn into a lunatic..."
"...Alright, you wait for me outside, I will be careful."
Eimhart carefully shot a glance at the Pressing Forward Indomitably Fisher, seemingly with worry in his eyes. But upon thinking that woman's relationship with Fisher also wasn't ordinary, even if there was danger it was an exquisitely wonderful danger, what exactly was he worrying blindly for.
Hence he very quickly turned his head without hesitation, flying out of the Castle in a puff of smoke to go outside and blow in the wind.
Within the Castle, Fisher slowly walked toward that tiny fire pillar swaying in the darkness. After getting slightly closer, he only then discovered, upon that fire pillar spreading from beneath the ground, continuously twisted overlapping yet seemingly imperceptible "∞" symbols.
This was the seal placed upon her?
Fisher also wasn't clear what state the sealed Demon Gods would be in. But hearing what Solomon said, after the Mother Goddess applied the seal, everything here became extremely silent. So they probably couldn't leave this place, and their consciousness wouldn't be very clear either.
And if the seals on all the Demon Gods were exactly like Eliog's, then exactly how did Erwind conduct research on Agreas back then?
By researching this fire pillar?
Furthermore, Fisher also completely didn't know how the Eliog from earlier managed to conduct soul projection to temporarily leave this place. Now, how should he himself awaken her...
Fisher hesitated for a moment. But exactly suddenly, he seemed to feel a bit of a familiar aura from the fire pillar before his eyes. It was a kind of thirst seemingly originating from the depths of the soul.
"This is..."
Fisher very quickly realized exactly how Eliog let her soul escape back then. Because what he felt upon Eliog's main body at this moment, was a sensation entirely identical to the side effects after reading the Soul Completion Handbook and obtaining Chaotic Knowledge.
He hesitated for a split second. Subsequently, he resolutely extended his right hand that was increasingly bright and completely full of Mana Circuits, gently touching upon that swaying, rope-like fire pillar.
In the instant of contact, an extremely powerful sensation of absorption erupted at Fisher's palm.
He bit his teeth somewhat painfully, but still forcefully propped himself up to continuously supply his soul's power into this fire pillar.
The fire pillar grew increasingly brighter, until the continuously lingering ∞ symbols above also grew slightly dimmer.
Fisher panted and withdrew his right hand. Subsequently, as if to confirm, he looked at the fire pillar before his eyes anew...
Seemed like, the light of this fire pillar became slightly more solidified?
Fisher also didn't know. He merely felt a full amount of magic far exceeding his soul's capacity at the Fourteenth-Tier was extracted from him. He had already entered the Mythical Rank. Although it wasn't fatal, it still made him extremely uncomfortable.
His soul began squirming restlessly anew, but he still forcefully endured that same feeling of thirst, somewhat hesitantly extending his hand towards that fire pillar...
In the next moment, his right hand surprisingly submerged straight into that fire pillar.
His pupils constricted slightly, subsequently reaching his other hand into that fire pillar as well.
Inside that narrow fire pillar, all Fisher felt was the perfectly right amount of heat. His hands were wrapped within it. Also exactly at this moment, that restlessness originating from the depths of his soul gradually quieted down. Following closely, he seemed to have grabbed onto a certain physical entity.
He pulled gently, pulling out a gradually solidifying nude body from within that fire pillar.
He panted and retreated a step backward. His hands supported the physical entity condensed from the soul pulled out from that narrow fire pillar, carefully scrutinizing her. But because after she left that fire pillar, the light of that fire pillar became slightly dim, thus Fisher couldn't see clearly. He could only use other senses to perceive her existence.
At this moment, staying in his embrace, was an unclothed beauty.
Even as a soul, she also possessed an iconic, wheat-colored skin and muscles tempered through training. The touch felt both firm and scorching. Because she lost consciousness, her face drooped slightly. A head of red hair seemingly wet by water extending to her shoulders was also draped down, threading alongside Fisher's fingertips supporting her shoulders.
She tightly closed her eyes. Amidst the regular inhalation and exhalation, from the gap between her slightly glowing cheeks brought a bit of fuel burning smell that wasn't considered pungent.
Her face wasn't cute or enchanting, only leaving behind the valiant posture polished by the years. At her glabella, amidst her red fringe's fragmented hair, four twisted, obsidian-like curved horns grew irregularly. Slightly different from her appearance when Fisher first met her. Faintly amongst them flickered traces of veins nourished by magma...
Feeling the warmth in his embrace, that exhaustion and thirst from soul emptiness within Fisher's body became Completely Clean, just like having been washed by rainwater.
Perhaps at this moment Fisher also had to admit his strange hobby. Otherwise, why would he feel Refreshed and Invigorated upon seeing her, even capable of ignoring the exhaustion of his soul?
"Eliog..."
This familiar calling seemed like an alarm clock waking up a sleeping kitten. After Fisher's words sounded, he suddenly felt the person in his embrace abruptly tremble. Subsequently, keeping her eyes closed, her head seemed to reach toward Fisher uncontrollably, sniffing his scent.
"Sniff sniff..."
A moment later, seemingly having smelled some pleasant and familiar scent, she still kept her eyes closed. Yet from the depths of her throat transmitted a vibrating sensation,
"Purr purr purr..."
She comfortably rubbed against Fisher's embrace. Subsequently, Sleepy-Eyed and Half-Asleep and Half-Awake, she opened one of her eyes. That soft tail resembling an arrowhead carrying a faint flame behind her also gently wrapped around Fisher's waist. Subsequently, with a "pop", she wanted to pierce into it, but failed because of Fisher's hard body at this moment.
Her eyes were bright like coiled fire snakes, yet they still carried dense sleepiness. She arduously scrutinized the person before her eyes. Subsequently, she violently yawned, mumbling,
"...Woke up too fiercely aww, seeing that Baimon's mark surprisingly on the person I'm seeing, gonna sleep a bit more ba purr purr purr..."
"..."
She closed her eyes again preparing to sleep, but Fisher hugging her abruptly turned stiff all over. A layer of dense sweat beads also popped out on his forehead due to his empty soul.
That's right, how did he forget about this matter!