piratefiction Chapter 195 Catching a Turtle in a Jar
Chapter 195 Catching a Turtle in a Jar
Chapter 195 Catching a Turtle in a Jar
"boom!"
The attack struck squarely, denting the vengeful spirit's chest. A large amount of black energy and fragments of its face emanated from the wound. It let out a painful howl, its massive body swaying precariously, its aura instantly weakening considerably.
"It worked!" Helena exclaimed in delight.
However, Loki, who was standing not far away, did not show any worry on his face. Instead, a strange smile appeared on his face.
"Well done—but do you think that's the end of it?" he said leisurely, as if he were watching a performance that had nothing to do with him.
"I forgot to tell you, my little darling, it can absorb the life energy of everyone present and convert it into its own power."
He opened his arms as if to embrace the entire arena, his voice filled with seductive fervor: "Come! My loyal people, offer your strength to your future god!"
He activated the pre-set restrictions, intending to absorb and guide the life energy of tens of thousands of controlled people in the stands.
However, the expected scene of countless life energies surging into the vengeful spirit like rivers flowing into the sea did not appear. The vengeful spirit only flickered with a few faint black lights before collapsing powerlessly again.
"What's going on?" Loki's smile froze instantly.
What about life energy? According to his calculations, the life force here should be enough to allow it to recover several times over.
He suddenly looked up at the stands around him, his pupils contracting sharply!
It was only then that he was horrified to discover that the audience, who should have been full of enthusiasm and providing him with a constant stream of food, were still cheering and shouting, but their movements carried an indescribable stiffness and repetition.
He then suddenly realized that the "tens of thousands of spectators" had been replaced at some point.
These spectators are all illusions, illusions so convincing they could be mistaken for reality.
A chilling sensation instantly shot from Loki's feet to the top of his head.
He'd fallen for it; it was a trap set for him!
The thought instantly filled his mind: "We have to retreat."
Once Loki had the idea of escaping, he didn't hesitate for a moment.
An inconspicuous gray magic stone embedded in the back of his right hand suddenly shone with a dark light, and then his entire form instantly became blurry and transparent.
He transformed into a twisted, vengeful phantom, about to tear open the veil of reality and escape into the underworld.
"Trying to run? Hmph—not so easy!"
An aged yet authoritative voice suddenly rang out.
The next moment, the entire arena began to tremble violently, and countless fine golden runes appeared in the surrounding air.
As the runes vibrated, the golden energy overflowing in the air rippled outwards, firmly sealing off the entire arena.
Loki, who had just become a spirit, was jolted out of his underworld travels as if he had crashed into an invisible wall.
His face showed disbelief, horror, and despair.
"Space lockdown? How is that possible!"
At the same time, two figures slowly emerged from the shadows at the edge of the fighting arena.
One was an elderly man with white hair and beard, wearing a robe embroidered with abstract sun symbols.
He held a crystal ball, which was radiating a powerful magic with ripples of gold. This man was none other than Elhart Stargazer, the royal astrologer during the reign of King Frostheart.
Beside him, standing gracefully and quietly, was Celia, who should have been waiting at the hotel. Her golden eyes were calm and undisturbed, as if everything before her was within her expectations.
"It's you? You old geezer, you're still alive?"
Loki stared intently at the old astrologer, his eyes filled with resentment.
Elhart looked at Loki with intense hostility in his eyes: "I have survived until now only thanks to the secret protection of Her Majesty Frostheart. Loki, your conspiracy ends here. I have survived until today. This space has been sealed off by me and the sorceress Celia with the power of the Titan Stigmata and the power of the Star Orbit. You have no way to escape."
The mysterious note from last night was passed down by this old astrologer.
After Leon and Celia secretly met with him, they devised this plan to lure the snake out of its hole and catch it like a turtle in a jar.
Celia and Li Ang went there yesterday to verify whether what the other party said was true, but by a twist of fate, it led to the two sides joining forces to secretly set up this massive magic array that restricted the space.
Seeing no hope of escape, a mad, fierce glint flashed across Loki's face.
"Since I can't escape, I'll just kill you all first!"
He turned his head sharply, and countless dark, vengeful spirits shot towards everyone around him like sharp arrows.
At the same time, he himself transformed into a black shadow and pounced on Li Ang, who was suffering from the backlash of the spell due to its forced destruction and was in a somewhat bad mental state.
He conjured a dagger made entirely of negative energy in his hand and thrust it straight at Li Ang's heart.
"Captain, watch out!" Ludick exclaimed, instinctively wanting to step forward.
But Li Ang reacted even faster!
The Ring of Foresight had already anticipated Loki's actions two seconds in advance in his mind.
Faced with the oncoming vengeful tentacles and the deadly attack from the Loki body, Li Ang's eyes were cold as he swiftly tapped his wand.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
A highly refined pale blue Wind Blade technique struck first, precisely grazing the back of Loki's knees.
Blood splattered instantly!
Loki screamed, his forward momentum abruptly halted, his legs snapped at the knees, and he lost his balance and fell forward.
Almost at the same moment he fell to the ground, Helena's [Water Binding] spell was already in place.
Several streams of azure water, like strong ropes, tightly bound his legless body and hands, imprisoning him on the ground and rendering him unable to move an inch.
"Ugh!" Loki struggled, letting out a frustrated roar, but it seemed to be in vain.
As Loki was subdued, the massive Thousand-Faced Wraith seemed to lose its core support, letting out a long wail filled with endless pain and relief. The black aura and countless faces around it began to rapidly dissipate and disintegrate.
Finally, the massive vengeful spirit's body completely disintegrated, revealing Frostheart Maxwell's battered and dying body inside.
"Father!" Maya immediately dispelled her divine descent state, rushed to Shuangxin's side, knelt down, and carefully helped him up.
King Frostheart's face was ashen, his eyes began to glaze over, and his life force flickered like a candle in the wind.
He struggled to raise his hand, as if wanting to touch his daughter's face, his lips moving as he stammered, "Maya—I—I'm sorry."
Before he could finish speaking, his raised hand fell limply to the ground, and the last glimmer of light in his eyes went out completely.
"Father!" Maya hugged her father's still-warm body tightly and cried out in grief, her tears finally bursting forth.