Chapter 443 444-The Young Deity

Chapter 443 Chapter444-The Young Deity

?The trace of blood was scant, a mere thin line of red amidst the tumultuous high-speed chaos.

Though meager, this streak of crimson still served as a beacon for Ali.

The air, compressed at the forefront of her fist, formed a cone before explosively expanding with a thunderous roar.

In that instant, Ali shattered the sound barrier, her ears filled with nothing but a faint buzzing.

Her focus sharpened further, and the phantom figure before her finally became clear.

Red Eye's face bore a faint, cold smirk.

He opened his mouth, uttering something.

Ali discerned the shape of his words, and then, a wall of air materialized before her in an instant.

Goodbye.

Ali drew her arms back in defense, colliding with the air wall without slowing, her clothes and skin torn to shreds by the violent air currents, blood spraying forth.

Silent, Ali steadied herself, but Red Eye's second assault swiftly followed.

The shattered air wall did not dissipate but was instead tightly controlled under Red Eye's mana web, spinning rapidly.

Ali landed, scanning her surroundings.

Everything outside was obscured by the air vortex, reduced to a blurry whiteness.

Dozens of mana orbs emerged in the air, stretching into needle shapes within a breath's time.

It was a trap, and Ali was unsure when Red Eye had laid it, but the technique was beyond her comprehension.

Setting a mana web while in rapid motion required not only a high degree of precision in mana control but also a substantial mana flux from the controller.

Was there any escape?

Watching the air coil around the mana needles, emitting a low moan as they spun at high speed, Ali shifted her gaze to the grey-white air wall.

Passing directly through it might be an option, but without knowing what Red Eye had prepared on the other side, it would be akin to walking into a trap, possibly into even more perilous arrangements.

Yet, staying put was certainly not a viable option.

Although the current intensity of the attacks seemed manageable, Red Eye would undoubtedly escalate his mana output, trapping her eventually.

Ali dodged the mana needles that burst towards her, attempting to expand her mana perception.

However, it was futile.

The air vortex, imbued with Red Eye's mana, scattered her expanding mana upon contact, making it impossible to break through.

Looking up at the vortex above, Ali pondered the feasibility of breaking through from there while dodging a second wave of mana needles.

Though the speed of the long needles remained the same, their number had doubled, signaling an ominous development.

Red Eye was increasing his mana input.

This was a golden space, directionless, akin to a transparent sea, with pale golden currents moving freely through colorless waters.

Brilliant starlight filtered up from below, the mottled light seeming to conceal something within.

Ali wished to look closer, but the surrounding environment began to shift unexpectedly.

Everything within her field of view blurred, and when clarity returned, she found herself in a vast, white hall.

Rows of towering, immaculate stone pillars stretched forth, supporting a dome that seemed to touch the clouds.

A young man, appearing no older than twenty, lounged on a grand throne at the end of the hall.

Thin and lanky, dressed in a loose white robe, he seemed more a misplaced monkey than a sovereign, dwarfed by the enormity of his seat.

"Quite a few people were calling me just now, dealing with those spam calls took up a lot of my time, even caused some lag in the network. It shouldn't have affected you, though," the young man lifted his eyelids to glance at Ali, then refocused on the unidentified device in his hand, "Just wait a second, the boss of this level is a bit tricky... but, I'm almost done! Hold on, hold on!"

Ali opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words.

The identity of the young man before her was a mystery, but his connection to the mana sea was indisputable.

Any rash action could potentially lead to unknown and terrifying consequences.

Ali could only stand silently, observing as the young man on the throne clenched his teeth, his fingers frantically pressing on the pitch-black box.

Ali speculated that it might be some terrifying magical device capable of influencing the entire world, given the young man's earlier remarks about something troublesome.

A formidable enemy, perhaps? An adversary of the mana sea, the source of all worlds? Was she privy to some dire secret? Could it be that this world has always been on the brink of enormous danger?

Faintly, Ali thought she heard strange noises emanating from the black box, some resembling thunder, but most were indescribable sounds, akin to the crack of splitting bamboo but more urgent and louder.

There were also buzzing, roars of beasts, and human voices speaking in languages unknown to Ali.

It sounded like a chaotic battlefield.

Could it be that this deity was remotely commanding a battle? Where was this conflict taking place? On the other two continents outside of Avala Continent? Or perhaps in the endless void beyond the three main continents?

"Grenade!"

"Sniper, where's the sniper?"

"Damage output, where's the damage output? It's going berserk!"

"Dodge! Boss is using its ultimate!"

"Sniper, interrupt! What! The sniper's dead?"

"Hold on! Quick, quick, quick! It's bleeding! Phase two!"

"Good, good, good, the final ultimate!"

"Finishing move!"

"Empty! What's wrong with the damage output!"

"Ahhh! We can't hold on!"

"We're dead..."

Suddenly, the young deity seemed to lose all momentum, coming to an abrupt halt.