Master of the Stars - Chapter 124.2

Published at 27th of March 2018 12:50:16 PM
Chapter 124.2

Chapter 124: Two Arachnids (Part 2/2)

Translator: Strivon

Zheng Xiao ultimately had a clear head . A relevant and explicit thought soon emerged in his mind . "You released Number 3!"

Originally, he did not have the energy to converse with An Weng, but his mind underwent a surge of stimulation when he saw what was going on . He had actually squeezed out the last bit of his energy .

An Weng did not respond, likely because he could not afford the time to . For at this moment, the sound of an explosion could be heard and half of Building A's roof suddenly collapsed . The glaring light that shone through was like a miniature sun . It came soaring up from below .

Fairchild strode out from within the pulsing waves of light . He advanced quickly toward the burning An Weng behind the spell formation .  

Twenty meters away, Ouyang Chen was gently shaking his head .

Such a subtle action did not escape Fairchild . He turned to look, his gray eyes staring fixedly at this Extraordinary, who could already be considered a spectator . Fairchild's deep voice seemed to be able to shake the entire air atop the roof .

"Do you still believe we're in a laboratory?"

"In a certain sense, yes," Ouyang Chen calmly admitted . "This Logic World is my laboratory . "

"Well that's quite unfortunate! You put a fellow even crazier than you in here . Your experiment is doomed to be a gigantic mess . "

Fairchild's footsteps did not stop . In the time he took to talk, he rammed his way into the automatic defensive circle of the Evolution Field . The dark flames burned around his body but not a single spark was able to penetrate the white light that surrounded him .

The priests and knights could have stopped him but they were people submerged in terror and fear . It was impossible for them to muster up enough courage to step forth .

Fairchild arrived at the perimeter of the spell formation unimpeded . His movements remained efficient and swift . He reached out his hand and crushed the cocoon structure of light like smashing an egg . Fragments of light filled the sky .  

Like this, one of the three pillars of the Evolution Field—the most important one of all—was crushed .

In response, the two First Oblatums atop buildings B and C shrieked practically simultaneously . It was as if a power surge was running through their bodies, electrocuting them . The structure of light around their bodies distorted and collapsed .

Zheng Xiao faired slightly better than the others . He had noticed Fairchild charging through the roof in time and had mentally prepared himself . Though the whiplash was agonizing, it ultimately was not fatal .

But on the other rooftop, An Chengli—who was no longer aware of his body—was not as fortunate . He already bore heavy pressure from being forced into the deep regions of the mental plane and the force of the whiplash from the collapse of a pillar of the Evolution Field beat down instantly into his fleshly body .

Before his blood could even spray from his body, his body transformed into a burning torch . The tearing of his flesh and the pain of being burned incinerated An Chengli's willpower to ashes . He fell to his knees and then collapsed to the ground . A howl of agony boiled from him, growing weaker and weaker with time .  

And atop Building A, the dark flames around An Weng's body exploded out to cover half a meter . The intensity of the burning had increased by who knows how many times . His clothes and his withered body all ignited with flames . The light of the flame glowed through his body and through the flamelight one could even see the emptiness behind him .

But An Weng just stood there calmly . He maintained the triangular seal-art that was linked with the Evolution Field . He just lifted his head slightly . His eyes which were still turbid within the flame locked with Fairchild's gray eyes .

His mouth opened slightly the instant they crossed gazes . He uttered with a weak voice that came from his scorched throat, "Those who yearn for the truth will find themselves on the two sides of the scales . "

"But not at the mercy of chaos . "

Fairchild made another step, his fist striking directly at An Weng's head . Under the force of the fist and the flames burning within the body, the old man's skull was instantly turned into a splatter of fire .

One blow, one kill . Fairchild's expression did not even change a hair for he knew that there was not too much significance behind his actions .

His fist twisted a bit before he pulled it back and an invisible shock wave was set off on the material plane . The wave collided with the mental plane and penetrated it deeply . However, the wave was still slowed and a certain formless shadow leaped out from An Weng's burning husk to hide into the depths of the void .

Fairchild lifted his head and his gaze faced the center of the triangle formed from the three buildings, the void right above Frost River Reality . There, the manifestation of the Scales of Truth's projection was erected within rippling waves of light .

The Evolution Field could completely collapse at any time, having lost a pillar . But the projection of the Evolution Field appeared to be as stable as before . This was not merely a marvel of this holy entity; a new power was supporting it .

Zheng Xiao could no longer keep himself standing atop Building C . He collapsed, sitting on the ground with the body he could barely control . He stared blankly at the projection .

Such a malevolent image could only turn uglier within the warping waves of the Evolution Field . The insect limbs, which had only occasionally streaked by, appeared before his eyes under this serious warping . Of course, it was no longer an insect . It was a wraith distinct to the eyes .  

The fine limbs slashed within the rippling light and this monster's body, a fusion of man and arachnid, climbed the base of the Scales of Truth . Its six demonic eyes flickered and gleamed . And no one knew just who it had its attention on .  

"Number 3," Zheng Xiao murmured .

Number 3 was a Human-Faced Arachnid .

The Order of Justice was one of the first to identify the Human-Faced Arachnid, to capture and utilize the Human-Faced Arachnid's power . With accurate information, they relied on the first mover's advantage to capture a total of five Human-Faced Arachnid clones within the past dozens of days . They named them numbers one through five in order . They performed research and testing on the Human-Faced Arachnids . Four of the Human-Faced Arachnid clones consumed each other . One specimen was sent to the Archoblatum . In the end, all that was left was Number 3, always kept by An Weng's side . No one knew that An Weng's plans for it would be like this .

Number 3, who had hidden itself until now, actually appeared due to Fairchild smashing An Weng's skull . Moreover, a step earlier, it threw itself into the Evolution Field that was on the verge of collapse .  

Right in the moment of Zheng Xiao's dazed state, his thoughts that led the Evolution Field linked up with a mass of restless and chaotic energy .

Human-Faced Arachnid, Number 3!

Zheng Xiao instinctively wanted to use techniques to control the Human-Faced Arachnid and ensure authoritative control but past the mass of chaotic energy he touched a facet that was crystal clear . The conscious information was like light rippling waves and its frequency was so very familiar .

Zheng Xiao's blood ran cold .

" . . . An Weng?"

Number 3 did not respond but Zheng Xiao could see its six demonic eyes and its ugly head turn toward a different direction .

The rooftop of Building B . An Chengli was located over there .

In the next moment, the facet which he could feel from Number 3 suddenly disappeared .

Before Zheng Xiao could rely on his mental perception—which he had yet to completely withdraw from the mental plane—to lock onto the location of this facet, Number 3 had rammed its way into the depths of the mental plane . Its target was clear . It instantly made its way over the rooftop of Building B and its sharp limbs pierced down .

Before the attack could land on its target, a different wraith soared from An Chengli's destroyed body, which had nearly burned to nothing by now . The wraith leaped into the void .  

Zheng Xiao saw it clearly; it was another Human-Faced Arachnid!

"A secret stash from the spoils of war . "

A consciousness suddenly appeared and it was extremely clear . Though Zheng Xiao had some mental preparations, he was still so shocked that he nearly blurted .

"An Weng!"

During this flash of consciousness, two monster heads collided in the depths of the mental plane . It seemed that victory and defeat were instantly decided .  

Number 3, who could be called An Weng, used the mouth pincers of an arachnid from nightmares to mangle half the body of 'the spoil of war' . He then took a vicious bite, engulfing his food all the way down his throat .  

The last thing to be chewed was the head of the Human-Faced Arachnid, which looked no different to any other Human-Faced Arachnid . The two heads were connected together, then one of them ate the other .

This vicious scene of cannibalism performed by the Human-Faced Arachnid was never as nauseating as it was now .

At the very least, Zheng Xiao could not believe it . "Is that really An Weng?"