Chapter 759 - 754: Soldier Of War, Burning Void!

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Chapter 759 - 754: Soldier Of War, Burning Void!

The following sequence of events that unfolded was hard to describe, yet any who saw it would experience a sinister chill running down their spines. Wei Wuyin had breathed out, yet nothing came from his mouth. It seemed as if he had just violently exhaled air.

To mortals, to those who haven't harnessed the senses beyond Mortal Limits, this is what they saw. But to Ascended beings, those Spirits of Wars who were lifting their heads to observe, some nocking their arrows or hoisting their spears to unleash a decisive strike at this aerial target, they all saw it.

A torrential maelstrom of flames without color. They moved at such speeds that they could only gasp before their bodies were swept forward. The flames themselves seemed as they were traversing through the void itself. The moment you saw it, the moment they reached you no matter your level of reaction time.

"Run!" A valiant Spirit of War shouted out for his allies that remained. He tried to run, but he was swept up by the flames. They wasn't very powerful, and his mystic power could resist them, but the moment he circulated his boundless Ascended strength, he was subjected to a bout of unfathomable weakness and toppled over. He was engulfed by flames.

He tried screaming, but the flames seemingly burnt that too. The soldier was left helpless as the feeling of being burned by these flames. But when he didn't feel any heat, his expression changed, looking at his body as it was slowly vanishing away as if paper was being burnt away. His pupils contracted to their utmost limits.

He was turning into ash.

There was no pain to be felt. There was no feeling of being burnt away. It was just watching himself slowly turn into grey ash.

'Am I being incinerated?' He was so confused that he looked around in his spare time to witness similar scenes occurring all over. These Spirits of War were all confused, some too weak to resist, others attempting to run, but they had already been swept by the rushing wave of colorless, almost fully transparent flames.

'I...I don't want to die like this. Not like this...I don't want to go...' His thoughts were still circulating, but half his face had turned to ash, yet his remaining eye seemed completely unaware. He tried to unleash a guttural scream of horror, but he was already dead.

Unfortunately, there were no ifs on the battlefield. Even he might be burnt away without any protection of his physical body. The heat from the Void Flames was said to be unnaturally high, only felt when one was engulfed by it and never before.

The entire battlefield was inundated in flames for a few seconds. Then, without warning, the flames vanished. What was left in its wake was just empty armors and lingering wails of those unwilling few taken by death.

Woosh!

Wei Wuyin's body fell from the skies, the Soul Idols of Eden and Ori faded away abruptly. Even the thirteen rings around his saber vanished. There was no terrifying presence permeating within the void. All of his Soul Idols vanished.

BOOSH!

He heavily crashed into the earth, producing a deep crater. A wad of dust lifted and obscured his body briefly.

When his body was revealed, his True Draconic Form had vanished, and Wei Wuyin's breathing was hectic and labored. If others could see his silver eyes, they would notice they were incredibly dim, lacking the slightest trace of strength. But his bloodied torso, trembling limbs, and decaying life aura were sufficient to indicate all this. It was more than enough.

Yet despite his extreme weakness, the Battlefield was completely clear of any conflict or movement. Besides a few Spirits of War trapped beneath the earth, still alive for a specific purpose, there was no other Spirit of War on the ground.

BUT THERE WAS ONE IN THE AIR!!

The Legion Commander coldly inspected the ravaged battlefield of lifelessness. All 9,999 of his soldiers were all dealt with. And he could do nothing but watch. However, The Legion Commander wasn't foolish enough to make a move on this mortal out of anger. The poison hadn't yet run its course.

When it did, it was going to be time for this mortal's death. His men will have their vengeance!