Chapter 416 Item Trading in the Grip of Hades
Buzz! Buzz!
In the dark sky, the red-gold sword light split into thousands, falling into the endless torrent of void like countless meteors, causing bursts of purple ripples.
Malzahar was suspended in mid-air, trying his best to maintain the Void Gate in front of him and prevent the biting sword light from coming.
He did not believe that Huo Jixing could continue to fight with such high intensity.
However, after a few breaths, he looked at the sword light that still continued, and his eyes tightened behind the hood.
"Something's wrong, there's something wrong with this guy." Malzahar thought to himself.
In order to maintain the Void Gate he summoned, he has continued to consume the power stored in the forbidden statue.
Even the solid body gradually becomes dim, and it won’t take long before the power is exhausted and the person returns to the core of darkness.
But the power of the guy in front of me seemed to be endless. The red-gold sword light filled the sky and the earth, suppressing the torrent of the void.
[Suzaku·Dancing Wings]!
Huo Jixing moved with the sword, looking down at Malzahar who was trying to resist the sword light, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Red-gold fireworks rose, extending back along the shoulders, weaving flaming wings.
The edges of the red-gold feathers are dotted with turquoise brilliance.
Compared with long-term consumption, he has the energy of Donghua Yimu and has never lost to anyone, including the Scarlet Reaper Vladimir.
Buzz!
The wings of flames are fanning, and little sparks are like fire elves, dancing in the night sky.
Immediately afterwards, Huo Jixing clenched the spiritual wind in his hand, and like a fire god, he led countless divine guards and rushed towards Malzahar.
Chi!
Nanli Zhuque leaned down, and his stretched red gold wings merged with Huo Jixing, leading him into the torrent of the void.
Looking from a distance, the wind assisted the fire, and the spiritual wind covering the cloud pattern bloomed into a brilliant sword light that people will never forget.
Boom!
The sword light fell and the torrent surged.
Huo Jixing slashed into the torrent of the void with unrivaled momentum, and the red gold wings behind him set off a wave of fireworks.
Immediately, he jumped up, spun, and stabbed his sword in the convection between the two void gates, forcibly cutting through the void torrent.
Malzahar looked at the sword blade that was almost cutting out a torrent, with a solemn look on his face.
Then he lowered his eyes and stared at the dim forbidden statue in front of him, with a cold look in his eyes.
He raised his hood slightly, and the dense purple light converged towards his forehead.
Malzahar seemed to have made a decision, and the summoned Void Gate closed automatically because it lost the continuous injection of power.
This caused the already suppressed torrent of void to quickly disappear under the light of the red-gold sword.
Huo Jixing held the spiritual wind in his hand and broke through the torrent of the void. His eyes fell on the disappearing Void Gate and Malzahar behind him.
"Has the power of the void been exhausted?"
He looked at the dim figure of Malzahar and the forbidden statue that showed its true face.
Poof!
Under the gathering purple light, the flesh and blood on Malzahar's forehead suddenly split open, revealing a huge eye.
The blinking eyes occupy the main part of the forehead, and the purple-black pupils in them are slowly condensing, like mysterious gems embedded in the forehead.
Buzz!
The purple-black eyes blinked, and every time they opened and closed, they would be accompanied by a deep and cold energy fluctuation, like a bottomless whirlpool, swallowing up all the surrounding light.
When its gaze fell on Huo Jixing, the space seemed to freeze for a moment.
Huo Jixing's violent forward momentum also stopped at this moment, and he felt an unprecedented fear.
This fear emerged from the inside out, emerging from the depths of his soul.
Looking into the blinking purple-black eyes, he seemed to see the dark core of the forgotten land of Icathia far away, and endless horror and despair filled his heart.
"Huh? The power of the void should be the true essential power of the void!"
Huo Jixing's heart sank, and he realized that he had underestimated Malzahar's power.
This clone summoned by the forbidden statue actually possesses the power of the essence of the void.
In the Icathian War, which is buried in history, the essential power originating from the dark core of the void can affect the ascended ones who are known as the warriors of the gods and distort their minds.
【Grip of Hades】!
Malzahar's three eyes stared at Huo Jixing, and at the same time burst out majestic deep purple energy, converging into a huge and terrifying giant hand in the void.
This giant hand is condensed from the essential power of the void. Each knuckle exudes frightening pressure and grips Huo Jixing mercilessly.
After using all his power, Malzahar's body gradually dimmed and became illusory and uncertain, as if it might dissipate into the air at any time.
"There can be no fear."
Huo Jixing looked directly at the giant hand in the void and understood in his heart.
Faced with such a desperate situation, fear will quickly grow into a giant until it oppresses the inner defense line.
He took a deep breath, roared angrily, and turned all his fear into motivation to move forward.
I saw that the spiritual wind in Huo Jixing's hand was wrapped with three colors of energy, namely the red-gold Nanli Fire, the green Yimu Qi, and the platinum-gold Gengjin power, which were intertwined together to create Brilliant sword light.
Then, he advanced instead of retreating, wielding the spiritual wind and slashing towards the giant hand in the void.
Boom!
The extremely bright sword light, like the dawn of heaven and earth, pierced the heavy night sky and accurately hit the core of the giant hand in the void.
The moment the spirit wind and the giant hand collided, a deafening roar broke out.
Huge energy fluctuations spread like ripples, distorting the surrounding space.
Even the power of the void hidden in the interlayer of space is revealed, giving a glimpse of the erosion of the void.
Click!
Suddenly, the giant hand of the void suddenly shattered. Under the agitation of the three-color energy, it split into pieces of tiny energy, which were slowly destroyed.
"So simple?"
Huo Jixing looked surprised. He originally thought it would be a hard battle, but he didn't expect that the giant hand of the void looked terrifying, but was actually extremely fragile.
When his eyes fell on Malzahar's illusory and hazy body, he immediately understood the reason.
The clone that descended with the help of the Forbidden Statue has exhausted all its energy, and even the clone cannot be maintained, and is slowly dissipating.
Poof!
The spiritual wind fell, and the eyes that penetrated Malzahar's forehead revealed a sword tip from the back of his head.
Malzahar was not afraid of death. Before his clone was completely destroyed, he looked deeply at Huo Jixing and spoke softly.
"Don't worry, I still have a gift for you."
After saying that, his body was completely shattered under the three-color sword light, and dots of purple light rippled in the night sky.
Hearing this, Huo Jixing looked at the place where Malzahar's clone was destroyed, and thoughts arose in his heart.
Gift?
He seemed to feel something, and turned back to look at the endless desert waves outside the oasis. Behind the waves was a huge and ferocious void creature.
"Herd of void beasts?"
Huo Jixing's face condensed slightly, he retracted his gaze, and reached out to catch the fallen taboo statue.
With his spiritual power open, he carefully felt the taboo statue in his hand, and was faintly aware of the strange power that confused his mind.
“What a pity!”
Huo Jixing sighed.
Under Malzahar's absorption, the magical power in the forbidden statue was almost exhausted, and it was also irreversibly damaged.
I have to say that Malzahar is indeed very strong. In his normal state, he is almost the same as Vladimir.
But there is still a clear gap between him and him, and what’s more, the one who descends is the Void Clone. The reason why they have been entangled for so long is because of the power of the void that Malzahar possesses.
This is energy that is not inferior to the power of the stars, and is even better in some aspects.
In the first fight, Huo Jixing was severely restrained, but after adapting, he successfully dealt with Malzahar's clone.
Collapse and overturning of Belwis' residence.
Ezreal looked at the fierce battle in the dark sky and saw the winner, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Not only him, Elder Feisal and the two Ixtal mages also put away their expressions of horror and fear, and the smiles of the survivors appeared on their faces.
If Huo Jixing is defeated, then the Prophet of the Void Malzahar’s past style of doing things will be followed.
All survivors in the rock village will become Void Believers and help Malzahar usher in the end of the world step by step.
However, the crisis is not over yet. The fall of Malzahar's clone only solved the internal crisis.
The invasion of void creatures outside the oasis continues.
Faintly, through the turbid smell of the air, they felt the fall of Malzahar's clone, which stimulated the void creatures outside.
"Mr. Charles."
Seeing Huo Jixing fall, Ezreal and Elder Feisal stepped forward to greet him and saluted respectfully.
Huo Jixing nodded slightly, noticing that Elder Faisal had something to say, and gestured to speak.
"The rock village is being invaded by the Void Beast Herd, and we hope to get help from Mr. Charles."
Elder Faisal raised his old face and looked at Huo Jixing with a hint of expectation. .
With the strength Huo Jixing has shown, as long as he is willing to take action, it is very likely that the rock village can resist the invasion of the void beast herd.
Huo Jixing turned his body sideways and looked at the sandy city wall not far away, as well as the familiar clouds. Xia Mara was bringing caravan guards to prepare.
“I can take action, but Elder Faisal must not forget his promise. I hope to choose something in the warehouse in the rock village afterwards.”
“Haha, of course.”
Elder Faisal laughed loudly and immediately patted his chest and promised that Huo Jixing could be allowed to choose items in the warehouse.
Although the treasures in the desert are precious, their value is insignificant compared to the rock villages.
Because treasures can be lost and found again, but once the rock village is destroyed, it can never be restored.
The Ixtal mages also gave similar guarantees. Afterwards, you can go to the mage stronghold to select some items from Ixoken.
“Can you trade that forbidden statue to me?”
Just as Huo Jixing and others were preparing to leave for the sandy city wall, a low and hoarse voice sounded in the night.
Huo Jixing paused, red-gold flames ignited in his eyes, and he slowly looked back.
In the shadow of the collapsed ruins, a purple figure wearing armor stood quietly and silently.
"Is it okay?"
The purple figure spoke in a low voice, and the dim eyes behind the visor lit up with lavender light, with a cold indifference.
"Kas Se A Dean?"
Elder Faisal turned around and stared at the figure that suddenly arrived, joy flashing in his deep eyes.
The rock village can remain stable for hundreds of years in the oasis near the land of Icathia.
Except for Ixtar’s help, the person in front of me is the real guardian of the village.
No one knows why he came to the rock village and why he chose to stay.
But before dying, each tribal elder will solemnly dictate this secret to their heirs to ensure that this protective power can be passed down from generation to generation.
The guardian stayed quietly in an unknown corner of the village, watching everything silently.
His presence is both comfort and faith for the elders.
They know that as long as he is around, no matter how the void creatures wreak havoc, the rock village will be safe.
At this moment, when Elder Faisal saw the guardian again, his heart was filled with deep joy.
Even if Huo Jixing had not taken action before, this guardian would have eliminated Malzahar, just like the previous invasion of void creatures.
“What do you want to exchange for it?”
Huo Jixing's left hand held down the spirit wind that had just been sheathed, and he raised his brows lightly.
The purple figure that suddenly appeared in front of him was very powerful. It could bring an invisible threat to him now.
“I can exchange it for anything.”
The purple figure walked out of the shadow corner, and the fine starlight fell on the surface of the armor.
Huo Jixing's eyes flickered, and he was unfamiliar with the purple figure in front of him.
Cas ce ah deen?
He recalled his past life memories and found no information related to this name at all.
"Kas Se A Dean, Shuriman means who the desert knows, but there are always people who pronounce his name wrong."
Ezreal Standing behind Huo Jixing, staring at the purple figure in front of him, he spoke slowly.
"So, his name was called after the abbreviation"
"Kassadin!"
The reason why Ezreal knows Kassadin's name is because he was once the most famous guide and adventurer in Shurima.
Leave your name and adventures in many places in Shurima.
Hearing Ezreal's words, Huo Jixing's heart moved, and the memory of Kassadin instantly emerged in his mind.
Void Walker Kassadin!
This is a being who combines many arcane artifacts and forbidden techniques with the intention of fighting against the void.
In the memory of the past life, there was a deep hatred between Kassadin and Malzahar, which seemed to be related to Kassadin's daughter——
Kasha, the daughter of the void.
Huo Jixing let out a breath, suppressed the thoughts surging in his heart, and looked at Kassadin carefully.
He wears a strange visor that completely covers his face, making it impossible for anyone to see his true face.
From the area's mouth, two things like alchemy pipes grew out, winding down.
It seems to be connected to some kind of device on the back, transmitting strange and mysterious energy.
Kassadin wears purple armor in the style of ancient times, with ferocious shoulder pads, embedded with purple gems, shining with a coquettish light.
The special belt was tightly wrapped around his waist, and the middle part was like a huge eye in the void, with a cold and deep aura.
The most eye-catching thing is that Kassadin wears a purple sword in his right hand.
This sword seems to be condensed from pure void energy. The blade is soaked in the chill of annihilation. Every time the sword tip shakes, it seems to be telling endless killing and destruction.
Huo Jixing's pupils tightened and he stared at the sword in the void, feeling palpitations in his heart.
“Of course!”
He raised his eyes to meet Kassadin’s face, looked at each other, and nodded.
(End of this chapter)