Chapter 338: The Archdemon
Ever since obtaining the power of the Soul Requiem, Hanson Charlotte had never felt such fear. Not even when facing Hoffland Merlin, the patriarch of the Merlin Family, did he doubt his ability to battle with the help of the Soul Requiem. But now, standing before this vast and intricate rune, Hanson Charlotte was truly terrified—a dread that trembled through his very blood and soul...
At this moment, Hanson Charlotte's best option was to kill Matthew Merlin before this power could erupt.
Yet, almost immediately, Hanson Charlotte realized he couldn't do it. Only now did he finally understand why Matthew Merlin had spent so much time and effort laying out this boundless sea of flames...
Because, with his Flame Avatar and this endless Sea of Flames, Matthew Merlin stood invincible.
There was simply no way to catch a mage who could use Flame Blink at any time and place. This boundless Sea of Flames gave Matthew Merlin infinite space; he could escape Hanson Charlotte’s grasp whenever he wished, using Flame Blink.
“Matthew Merlin, you despicable coward!” Hanson Charlotte’s roar echoed through the endless Sea of Flames.
But it was already too late...
The vast and intricate rune had already taken shape in the air.
Now, it looked like a colossal disc, motionless as it hovered above Hanson Charlotte’s head.
Then, Leon uttered the final incantation.
In that instant, the power of the Chapter of Truth erupted in full. With a thunderous boom, the vast and intricate rune slammed into Hanson Charlotte’s chest...
“Ah!” A world-shaking roar rang out—pain, despair, flooding the entire world...
Legend has it, the Chapter of Truth can pierce the essence of all things. Under its influence, no falsehood or disguise can remain hidden.
Naturally, that included monsters like Hanson Charlotte, who had borrowed the power of the Demon Lord through centuries of sacrifice...
The moment the Chapter of Truth erupted, the black scales on Hanson Charlotte’s body began to peel away, one after another. His twisted horns and long tail slowly shrank back into his body, his form rapidly diminishing. Even the black mist swirling around him began to disperse...
“No... no... no, this can’t be! You can’t do this!” Hanson Charlotte’s voice grew weaker and weaker. The terrifying aura of a demon from the abyss dissipated rapidly, replaced by desperate, fearful pleas...
But nothing could stop the power from fading now...
Within seconds, Hanson Charlotte reverted to human form—his hair now white, his face deeply lined. Most importantly, he’d lost the monstrous vitality of his previous form. The grievous wounds he’d suffered finally took their toll; a meter-long burn scar across his chest left him on the verge of death...
“There’s no way, Magus Hanson—you really can’t escape...” After saying this, Leon raised his hand and fired an ice spike, piercing straight through Hanson Charlotte’s chest.