Cursed Immortality

Chapter 1193: The One Who Fled (2)

At this moment, darkness swallowed everything without any sound or sense of direction, and for a brief instant, Night Guardian King Nell felt as if he had been expelled from reality itself.

But then, ’Thud...’ His feet touched solid ground, and a dim circular glow briefly illuminated the darkness beneath him as an intricate runic circle spread across the ground like a blooming mechanical flower.

However, the moment the teleportation completed, the circle collapsed instantly as every rune shattered into fragments of dim light before fading completely as if they had never existed.

At the same moment, the dark crystalline shard in Nell’s hand began to crumble. The layered spatial inscriptions etched across it flickered one last time before the entire object disintegrated into fine gray dust that scattered into nothingness, leaving no trace.

Nell lowered his hand slowly as his deep blue eyes scanned the darkness around him. His breathing was slightly uneven.

"...That was close."

What he had just used was an extremely rare escape method known as Axiom Severance Transit. An extinct Quasi-Myth Rank Spatial Array designed for absolute disengagement.

Unlike usual or even Legendary King Rank teleportation methods that relied on space channels, which powerful beings like Quasi-Myths could track, intercept, or even reverse, the Axiom Severance Transit worked differently.

The moment the spatial corridor was opened, the entire channel collapsed behind the user; not merely sealed but completely destroyed. Even if someone possessed supreme mastery over space laws, they would only find a void where the corridor once existed without any direction, coordinates, or causal trace to follow.

Its only flaw was that it was a one-time severance of spatial continuity, but a perfect escape method for disappearance, and this was precisely why the method required extremely rare materials.

Once activated, both the runic anchor and the spatial key would erase themselves completely, and no one could replicate the route or pursue it. Even Quasi-Myths would be forced to start their search from nothing.

Yet despite possessing such a priceless life-saving trump card, Nell had used it without hesitation, and worse, he had used it in front of everyone because that single action had essentially placed a giant target on his back.

Because before he fled, no one had any proof about his true identity, yet Nell didn’t think that way for the moment, the two members of the Mythical Coalition stepped into the Hall of Twin Sovereignty, his instincts had screamed danger, and not ordinary danger but existential danger.

Those were Quasi-Myths, the existences that had already entered the limits of the Legendary Plains, and if they were there, then something had already gone terribly wrong.

Or maybe they had just discovered clues that could trace something back to him, or worse, maybe they had already uncovered his true identity. Nonetheless, Nell had no intention of waiting to find out, as he was far too cautious for that.

That’s why the moment the Quasi-Myths appeared, he had already decided to abandon the identity, not to mention that the Zodiac Night Federation was no longer useful to him anyway.

Especially when the Myth of Inferno refused to let anyone leave the hall, Nell had felt something cold crawl down his spine, and that single sentence was enough for him, so he would not gamble his life against Quasi-Myths, so he decisively fled immediately without any regret.

At this moment, only darkness surrounded him as Nell slowly exhaled before speaking softly in a runic language, "Reveal!"

The moment the word left his lips, ancient runes suddenly ignited around him as they crawled across the darkness like luminous insects before forming a hidden geometric array.

’Click...’

Thereafter, a narrow slit of light appeared before him, and it widened silently like a sliding door in reality itself, and beyond it, starlight poured through.

Without hesitation, Nell stepped forward calmly, and the next moment, he emerged in a vast expanse of the Star Ocean that unfolded before him.

However, he was not floating freely, and instead, he stood atop a rapidly moving meteor racing through a dense asteroid belt. The massive rock spun violently as it tore through space, leaving a trail of frozen dust in its wake.

Nell’s eyes flickered with calculation, for this location had been deliberately chosen, and even if someone had somehow traced his spatial exit, they would only arrive at empty coordinates.

Because this meteor was constantly moving at extreme velocity through the belt, tracking it here would be like chasing a single grain of sand in a hurricane.

Nell had prepared for this point the moment he knew he was going against some of the strongest existences within the Legendary Plains, and he truly left nothing to chance.

However, he still didn’t seem satisfied because the moment he stepped off the portal, another identical crystalline shard appeared in his hand before he activated it instantly.

Thereby, a second runic circle of Axiom Severance Transit unfolded beneath his feet before the meteor could even complete another rotation, and with a flash, Nell vanished again.

This time, Nell appeared inside a cosmic storm where lightning the size of mountains erupted across space as gravitational turbulence twisted nearby asteroids into spirals, and radiation waves screamed across the space.

Even Legendary Kings would hesitate to remain here for long, but Nell didn’t pause as another shard of Axiom Severance Transit appeared, and he activated it immediately.

The storm swallowed the fading light of the teleportation circle as he vanished once more.

Moments later, a dead planet received a silent visitor, a world gray and lifeless, without atmosphere or oceans; only endless plains of cracked stone stretched beneath a dim red star.

Nell appeared above its barren surface, but this time, he did not activate another teleportation artifact. Either he had exhausted them, or he believed the trail had finally grown cold.

Without hesitation, he flew upward as if for a Legendary King; surviving in open space required no effort. Within seconds, he broke free from the planet’s weak gravity and entered the silent space.

Thereafter, with a flick of his hand, a sleek spacecraft emerged from his storage ring. Its dark metallic surface shimmered faintly before the hatch opened automatically.

Nell stepped inside, and the engines ignited quietly before the ship shot forward, accelerating to light speed and vanishing into the cosmic darkness.

Only then did Nell finally lean back into the command seat, and for the first time since escaping, his tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

Nell stared at the starfield racing past the viewing window as confusion and disbelief flickered across his face.

"How...?" His voice was low, cold, and filled with uncertainty, "How did the Mythical Coalition get involved in this and find out about the Zodiac Night Federation?!"