Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva
Chapter 1494 - 20: The Strife Between Bai Mei and Volcano
CHAPTER 1494: CHAPTER 20: THE STRIFE BETWEEN BAI MEI AND VOLCANO
Central Star Region, Molten Stone Star Domain, ’Fire God’-K1793 dwelling star
Underground the volcano, orange crystal stone pillars dominate the landscape, and flowers blossoming like gemstones illuminate the Underground World, presenting a rare spectacle on earth.
In the makeshift square, stand numerous priests in deep red robes, their expressions solemn as they focus on assisting the ritual. On the ground, there are arrays carved like sharp knives, now flowing with a light golden, scorching liquid, like lava, flowing fire, or blood.
These liquids flowing through the ravines outline four grand mystical arrays, each with different emblems of Exotic Beasts: ’Three-Headed Snake’, ’limbless hyena’, ’Red Salamander’, ’Scorched Tail Scorpion’. As the ritual begins, with the infusion and transformation of magic power, these four Exotic Beasts seem to come alive, radiating different auras and energies,
Wild, fierce, scorching.
These energies manifest within the special essential magic power, continuously flowing into the central orange stone pillar, a colossal pillar formed by countless ’Molten Fire Crystal Stones’, within which lies a girl with closed eyes, her figure appears suspended, hair like swirling red flames, faint dark red branded patterns emerge on her body.
"Red Fire, the fallen Hong Lian of this world."
"Thou art the world’s end, the purifier of all."
"The day when houses collapse"
"The month when great trees fall"
"The year when stars shatter"
"Galloping across thousands of battlefields, annihilating countless enemy armies, melting innumerable crowns."
"Thou art the lament of the end, the messenger that tramples all worldly order."
"Flame is thy cloak, molten stone is thy tears, smoke is thy pace."
"Awaken, oh flame amidst the fire, blood of red marrow, bring destruction and end, sacred Angel."
Pairs of crimson eyes suddenly open in the underground, their pupils ignite with symbols like searing gold flames, all converging towards the central crystal stone pillar.
At this moment, time seems to stand still, within the high-temperature distorted air, a hazy figure appears, adorned with countless red wings, even the mere emergence of that blurred form causes countless observing priests to feel their souls aflame with pain.
Yet facing such agony, they not only lack fear, but instead feel immense honor, even within the ’Red Robe Death God Sect’ there is a specific term to express this honor.
’Person Bathed in Red Flames’
At this moment, the priests on the scene kneel on one knee, clutching their hearts’ position, soothing the scorching, leaping heart, continually chanting the ancient poetic cursing chant, the entire underground space seems transformed into a Holy Domain, vision wavering in high temperatures, the liquid previously flowing through the ravines now floats as fire serpents into the air, constantly roaming.
The four flame Exotic Beasts previously depicted dissipate, a more supreme aura gently descends.
What is said about extremes reversing, the previously wild, fierce, scorching magic power now paradoxically becomes gentle, even the distorted invisible flames mellow, as if gaining life.
These flames encircle the central crystal stone pillar, enveloping it like a vortex, continually merging, causing the pillar to shine ever brighter, producing a sensation of intense heat yet serene stillness.
This extraordinary sensation beyond comprehension lingers for several seconds, then a ring of fire spreads instantly, numerous shattered Mars raining from the sky.
Next, the entire underground time turns pitch black, only in the very center, where the colossal crystal stone pillar originally stood, now an orange-haired silhouette gently descends, as her eyes open in a moment, a dreamy colossal figure seems to appear behind her, that figure adorned with burning wings, a beautiful form, a face shrouded in light.
This mysterious entity wraps its arms around the tiny center figure, lasting less than a second, then vanishes, leaving only the flame-haired, crimson-eyed girl.
Her toes lightly touch the ground, flames surge like a lotus wrapping upwards, enveloping her body, then condense into strands, weaving into garments of pale red and black interlaced, her previously ear-length short hair now transforms into fire-red long hair reaching near her waist, the Ruby Scepter previously held dissolves, now as flames whirl, a spiral Red Long Spear appears at her side.
Finally, the girl stands on the ground, her full confidence and proud gaze sweeping the venue, her strong mental will washing over like a tide, causing the priests present to wobble anxiously.
"This..."
Faced with this unprecedentedly successful ritual, even the presiding priests are in disbelief, for everything seen today surpasses historical records within the Factions, especially the final appearance of that hazy figure, an unimaginable supreme entity, and if one were to name the source and pinnacle of all concepts of fire in the world, it would undoubtedly be one of the legendary four primordial entities.
This is something the Factions since their founding dared not dream of, yet today has revealed a trace of aura, though merely revealing a trace of concept, it suffices to bring the ceremony to fruition, completely transforming its outcome.
"Indeed, this is Miracle and Revelation." The priests present suddenly see clearly, and they generate immense reverence towards the flame-haired, crimson-eyed girl, they also firmly believe that the future Federation will be led and transformed by this girl.
"Let’s go."
Prin lightly traces her lips with a finger, gazing at her slender legs and transformed wrists, feeling an overwhelming confidence, though her appearance is not much different from the past, her aura has completely changed, whereas she used to be simply a youthful girl with distinct vitality and pride, now she possesses a mature and enduring charm, that of restrained flamboyance, absolute confidence grounded in her own power.