The Empress's No.1 Lackey
Chapter 831 - 504: Capture Alive (Happy New Year)
CHAPTER 831: CHAPTER 504: CAPTURE ALIVE (HAPPY NEW YEAR)
Water God, descend!
Within the sea of flames, as "Zhao Douan" raised the Mystic Turtle Seal with his hand, the majestic Qi mechanism through Pei Niannu’s hand attached to him transformed into mana, manipulating this equally extraordinary suppressing object. The "seal button" portion of the Mystic Turtle Seal, the turtle and snake eyes carved from black jade, suddenly became lively.
The suppressing object from the faith in the "Water God" communicated with the world, and Zhao Douan clearly felt a coolness rapidly spread outwards with the Mystic Turtle Seal at its core, effectively restraining the heat filling his mouth and nose.
At the same time, not far away, floating above the sea of flames, his body covered with illusory flames, Prince Heng, whose eyebrows and hair were completely fiery red like the "Fire God," had a rigid smile on his face, and his pupils suddenly narrowed, instinctively sensing immense unease.
"What is that?" In a flash, without giving him time to think or ponder, Prince Heng’s body instinctively made a move first.
He stopped the action of grasping and throwing the long spear of flames, instead thrusting both palms heavily towards Zhao Douan!
The sea of flames before him was shaken, like layered waves lifted by a fierce wind, and as the flaming waves surged forward, a series of "Fire Crows" darted out from them, flapping their wings at even greater speed, producing sharp, hoarse, and strange bird cries as they rushed towards Zhao Douan!
Danger!
Zhao Douan’s hair stood on end, and he too didn’t have time to think, feeling the other half of his body, under Pei Niannu’s control, manipulating the Mystic Turtle Seal to cast magic.
His heart sank, the eye that was clear and bright suddenly became resolute, and he abruptly lifted his right arm, still belonging to a "Martial Artist," and fiercely slashed down at the air in front!
As he struck, the gemstones of various colors on the scabbard far away piercing the ground lit up one after another.
A thin line of dark gold flashed.
The built-in magic effect of the [Chasing Saber] was activated, utterly annihilating the dense hundreds of Fire Crows at once, shattering them into countless sparks that drifted in all directions.
This was the unique magic door hidden within the Chasing Saber; the young girl cultivated by the Li family had once used a single saber to repel several court Female Sacrificial Officers during Li Yanfu’s coup.
And in this brief moment of opportunity gained by this saber, in Zhao Douan’s Sea of Consciousness, Pei Niannu’s cold and arrogant voice transmitted: "It’s... done."
Done? What was done? As Zhao Douan was taken aback, the Mystic Turtle Seal independently levitated, as if tearing open a gap in the air, and from the gap, an infinite deluge of clear water burst forth like a breached dam!
The clear water swiftly extinguished the sea of flames beneath Zhao Douan’s feet, forming a pool.
In just a few breaths, the size of the pool expanded rapidly, covering almost half of the "sea of flames" field in a blink.
From a bird’s-eye view from the sky, the ground’s circular fire and water took the form of Tai Chi fish, each occupying half, distinct and clear.
And Zhao Douan and Prince Heng stood at the "fish eye" positions of the Tai Chi fishes respectively.
"How is this possible?" Prince Heng exclaimed in shock, as the wielder of the Red Flame Saint Armor, he clearly felt the decline of his own control domain.
The power from the Fire God was suppressed, and even with the mana stored in this ancient armor, he could still maintain the situation.
However, his control area was halved in an instant!
No, it’s not over yet!
"Boom!"
A low thunderclap suddenly sounded, and Zhao Douan and Prince Heng simultaneously raised their heads, the latter seeing with shock that in the region above them, a small patch of dark cloud was condensing out of nowhere, with electric serpents faintly visible within. Upon closer observation, the shape of the dark cloud was clearly like a "great turtle" lying in the air.
And the Divine Mechanism Camp soldiers isolated outside were surprised to discover the air started to dry, and the water bags hanging from their waists all lightened simultaneously!
The "Water God" mysteriously extracted water vapor from miles around at this moment, gathering it into a cloud.
"It’s raining!" shouted a soldier in surprise.
Under everyone’s eyes, above the sea of flames and pool, raindrops the size of beans began to fall with crackling from the dark cloud.
A small-scale downpour suddenly descended, the raindrops splashing into ripples in the pool below Zhao Douan’s feet.
The raindrops hitting the sea of flames turned into strands of white steam.
The situation was being broken!
The area belonging to the "Water God" expanded rapidly, while the territory held by the "Fire God" was shrinking quickly!
This did not mean that Zhao Douan’s power was stronger, but rather the rules of mutual promotion and restraint among the five elements in the world were being applied.
When both sides were in the "world" realm, the gap in mana was evened out by the attributes.
"No—" Prince Heng no longer had his confident composure, his face showing panic, standing still atop the sea of flames, his body was gradually being soaked by the rain, becoming lighter and disappearing bit by bit.
Meanwhile, in a corner of the sea of flames, a figure that originally did not exist and was in an "invisible" state began to become clear.
"Found you!"
Zhao Douan’s eyes lit up, without hesitation, he propelled the Chasing Saber in his hand, abruptly hurling it, the Chasing Saber wrapped in Qi Mechanism turbulence, whistled as it pierced through that blurred figure.
"Ah!"
With a miserable scream, the figure fell, the figure of "Prince Heng" in mid-air completely vanished, and the flames covering the ground rapidly contracted, vanishing completely in the span of a few breaths.
Zhao Douan also retrieved the Mystic Turtle Seal with a backhand, his figure flickering as he reached near, only to see on the ground, following the retreat of the flames, Prince Heng’s true form lay exposed, lying on his back, eyes tightly closed, his face pale, seemingly fainting from the defeat, clad in a half-body armor of red hue with a black human face mark on the front.
At this moment, the Chasing Saber was directly stabbed into the half-body armor, pinning Prince Heng to the ground.