The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1395 - 405: Pride and Fire_4

It was the product of a combination between Undead Magic and Flame Magic.

It burned not the flesh, but the evil soul!

Luo Yan's wrist flicked, and the Black Flame instantly transformed into a deadly long whip, lashing toward the incoming Chaos Chain!

"Tsss—!"

At the moment the Black Flame whip collided with the Chaos Chain, it emitted a terrifying sound like a branding iron searing into flesh!

The two forces entwined with each other and bit into one another, like giant dragons wrestling together!

Unfortunately—

Luo Yan's "dragon" seemed to be a bit thicker, clearly overpowering the "Chaos Chain" that Ariske had yet to master!

Seeing his proud Divine Power being suppressed, Ariske's face turned ashen, his scholarly demeanor utterly shredded, leaving only a mad desire to kill.

If earlier he had left some leeway to conveniently cover the truth, now he could no longer care about that.

He just wanted this guy dead!

"Die!"

In an instant, an overwhelming Chaos Power surged from the arrogant crown, transforming into a tangible nightmare within the pitch-black Maze!

Hundreds of dark red Chaos rays no longer remained as simple beams, but twisted into howling tendrils, emitting a teeth-grating screech, gnawing at Luo Yan from all directions!

Simultaneously, the dark red stones on the ground also animated into sinister Earth Spurs, rising up to seal off all his retreat routes!

The Maze's corridors were completely warped!

That deadly cage was like a gaping mouth destined to crush, chew, and swallow the defiant soul!

At the moment that annoying figure vanished, a triumphant, crazy smile emerged on Ariske's face. Yet, before he could bask in it for two seconds, a butterfly flying against the wind caught his eye, like a petal adrift, drifting through the dust's gaps.

Space distorted in an instant!

The fluttering wings transformed into a heel landing on the stone slab, and the upright figure took the place of the butterfly. The cloak raised by the wind was astonishingly without a speck of dust.

Ariske's pupils contracted sharply.

What was that?!

The butterfly appeared again.

This time, distorted gray mist emerged from Ariske's shadow, floating beside him as he wore the crown.

"I smelled the scent of Novel inside... Mmm... very delicious... and quite nostalgic..." Little Wa muttered to itself, the previous insane whispers calming down simultaneously, even unconsciously carrying a hint of appreciation.

Ariske gritted his teeth and asked.

"What on earth is that thing?"

Little Wa smiled and said.

"Simply put, it's an existence closer to the world's origin than Source Power, though just close. It calls this root-reaching power... Ether."

Ether?

A flash of bewilderment grazed Ariske's face, followed by deep contemplation. However, his thought process didn't last long, quickly interrupted by a voice drifting in from not far away.

"Interesting magic," Luo Yan smiled slightly, offering a fair assessment, then shifted the conversation, "Well then, it's my turn now."

The moment the words fell, his figure disappeared again.

Ariske was jolted into shock, almost instinctively making a defensive reaction, withdrawing the external Chaos Energy to construct an all-encompassing armor in front of himself!

Almost at the same time, Luo Yan's figure appeared at his side, swapping positions with a "Butterfly of All Things" that had flown there unknowingly.

Simultaneously, the Black Flame in his hand was no longer a whip but transformed into a high-speed rotating black crescent.

The crescent resembled a blazing sun in the night sky, carrying the outline of death, whistling as it slashed toward Ariske's neck!

"Boom—!"

The Defense Array constructed by Source Power spells was shattered in an instant, along with Ariske's deep blue magic robe flying behind him.

The all-consuming Black Flame permeated up to his skin and hair before being barely blocked by the armor built by Chaotic Power!

Ariske broke out in a cold sweat, rolling on the ground in disarray, narrowly avoiding the subsequent second attack.

This time, the Black Flame crescent sliced onto the ruins behind him. There was no explosion, no sound, but it left a horrifying, smooth-as-mirror incision!

And this was just the beginning!

Luo Yan's attacks did not cease but, under Ariske's terrified gaze, released hundreds of butterflies constructed from Ethereal Power!

Those butterflies were visible to the naked eye and could be shot down with the simplest spells, yet they couldn't be locked onto by spiritual power!

And even more maddening for Ariske was that shooting down these butterflies apparently didn't inflict any damage to Colin's main body!

He had to divert his attention to deal with these seemingly feeble nuisances.

For once he averted his gaze from them, the real threat would quietly appear at his side!

"You damn rat! Bat! Louse! Is dodging all you can do?! Are you even a mage? If you have the guts, stand up and face me directly!"

Ariske roared in furious rage, struggling to maintain composure while tirelessly crafting spells, striving to blend Source Power with that not yet mastered Chaos Strength to reduce consumption.

But Luo Yan was different.

He did not recklessly unleash AOE spells but used precise positioning to ensure every spell was wielded at the perfect moment.

Although most of the attacks were blocked by Ariske, in the clash of spear and shield, the side struggling to cope was always at a disadvantage.