Chapter 276
The person before him was someone he had seen many times in portraits. He was none other than the first master of Shengluobiba, the ancestor of Keduosi before he became the Lich King, and the last Grand Executor of the Gawa Kingdom—Lori.
Previously, Keduosi had traversed the corridors of history with the Lich King, witnessing the histories of many races, but he had always followed as an observer. However, at this moment, he realized that as someone who once existed in this history, he, a descendant from the future, was no longer an observer; he had become Lori in this world.
Or perhaps, due to some rule of the historical corridor, the Lich King was temporarily trapped within the body of the Grand Executor Lori.
But as Lori's fiery gaze fell upon him, Keduosi instinctively lowered his head to look at himself.
In the next moment, Keduosi's pupils dilated, plunging him into an unprecedented shock.
The self that should have had no connection to this past history was not merely an observer; he was, like his ancestor, trapped in a 'body' belonging to this era.
Yet Keduosi's body in this era was a massive sword.
"Let the Holy Artifact of Light merge with the flesh and blood magic, condensing the power of countless generations of Light Awakeners... When you cursed me, transforming me into the undead most feared by the power of light, did you ever think that one day I would wield it in this way—"
"The Sword of the Hanging Apex, sever this place!"
"Ahhhhh—!"
With Lori's command, all of Keduosi's existence was condensed. In the endless light, he let out a silent scream, the last of his life.
Then, the light bloodline of the Lori family, which had been dormant within him since his birth, the power he had activated through years of training, and the strength he had drawn from his fellow colleagues—all of it sublimated and fused at that moment into this mythic giant sword.
In the next instant, this seemingly simple and steady giant sword obeyed its master's command, radiating pure, absolute light... No, it should be said that it was light itself.
The laws of light enveloped the entire historical world, wielding the most penetrating power, forcefully cleaving through the corridors of history.
...
"Clang clang... clang!"
Under the onslaught of light, Ye Bai heard the sound of collapse and shattering, as if the dream of the Emerald Forest had crumbled. The foundational rules of this past space were being destroyed by the light.
Ye Bai rode atop Ottofis, who darted left and right with agility. Even though she had evaded a significant amount of damage, she still had to time her upgrades carefully, enduring the waves of damage emanating from the light itself.
"This power comes from a divine artifact..."
The paper figure recognized the source of the power.
"It's the Holy Artifact of Light," Ye Bai responded, realizing it too.
The ability to inflict such damage with dispersed attacks from the light power, combined with the presence of the Lich King and his human companions, made the answer easy to guess.
"Ah!"
Ottofis let out a cry, its gaze crossing the space torn apart by the laws of light, looking into the distance.
At that moment, the entire space was being ripped apart by the power of light. The world before them appeared as if a complete painting had been torn into pieces, with the section Ye Bai occupied and the area where the final treasure vault's portal lay in between, dominated by the repelling force of the laws of light—a pure white barrier that they, as 'characters in the painting,' could not cross.
Ye Bai's mind raced through various means of crossing, utilizing time's discontinuities to leap, employing shadow steps... but found them all futile.
"Ha..."
Just then, accompanied by a cold snort, a chilling presence approached.
In the largest shattered space where she stood, Ye Bai saw a thick, dark shadow rapidly spreading from afar.
The Lich King was coming!
Ye Bai quickly switched to the Codex of Death, and in the next moment, two flames of soul ignited in her eyes, transforming her into a necromancer.
However, Ye Bai's level was two tiers below the divine-level Lich King, so this necromancer effect couldn't forcefully command him; otherwise, she would have done so the moment they first met.
'-50, -50...'
Just after transforming, Ye Bai suffered environmental damage from her surroundings. Among all the laws, light magic was the most effective against necromantic magic, and here, the power of the laws of light was everywhere.
Enduring the damage, Ye Bai hurled a death ray at him.
To her surprise, the Lich King did not dodge; he directly faced the high-level necromantic magic, not even flinching at the damage.
After this encounter, Ye Bai realized that his immunity to necromantic magic was at a high level. The legendary spell, Bone Domain, might have some effect, but not much.
As for Petrifying Gaze and Tidal Wave... the Lich King currently had no physical form, and with no oceanic environment around, they couldn't effectively target him.
This was tricky!
Ye Bai was a third-tier practitioner wielding a necromantic artifact, while the Lich King was a bona fide divine-level lich, with most of her strongest methods rendered ineffective.
No wonder the Lich King coveted the Codex of Death in her hands; Ye Bai couldn't even imagine how powerful a divine-level lich would be if they obtained the Codex.
"Forget it, let's get out of here!"
Just then, Ye Bai heard the paper figure's voice, strained and urgent.
At the same time, before Ye Bai could process what the paper figure meant, Ottofis had already taken off, leaping with her into the pure white light ahead.
"What?!"
Caught off guard, Ye Bai's eyes widened in shock as she saw the scene before her.
In a realm of light that should have been inaccessible, Ottofis landed on a line that kept appearing and disappearing.
The lines looked like hasty doodles on white paper, quickly appearing and then being 'erased.'
These lines... were they made by the paper figure?
And Ottofis, seemingly unaware of how its hooves had formed, stepped onto the fleeting lines, carrying Ye Bai as they charged toward the space containing the great door!
Ye Bai could only hold on tightly to Ottofis's neck in astonishment—who knew such a thing was possible!
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Chapter 190
Ye Bai had thought she would be held back by the Lich King, but riding on Ottofis, she leaped into the shattered corridors of history in a way she had never imagined.
After a brief moment of shock, Ye Bai quickly stowed the Codex of Death back in her backpack.
In this situation, equipping the Codex would not only serve as a precise locator for the Lich King, but it also posed a problem: Ye Bai would be forcibly transformed into an undead and would suffer additional environmental damage.
'-10, -10...'
Sure enough, after removing the Codex of Death, even while walking within the laws of light, the damage she sustained drastically decreased. No longer did she suffer restrained damage, even at the edges.
Then Ye Bai's gaze fell on the lines that Ottofis was using as steps: "Is that you, Wuming?"
"Yes..." Just as the line disappeared, the paper figure's voice cut off. Then, as a new line emerged, his voice continued, "The corridors of history..."
The paper figure's voice and the lines below changed in sync, becoming intermittent. This was the first time Ye Bai sensed such intense weakness from him as a 'two-dimensional existence,' far more severe than when he had helped her alter the conditions for equipping the Codex of Death.
"The essence is composed of vast amounts of extraordinary text..."
"…recording the history's structure."
So that's how it is... Ye Bai instantly understood. Even though this place seemed like a journey back to the divine realm of the past, in essence, the entire world here was constructed from extraordinary text recording history. It was precisely because of the nature of text that the paper figure could 'repair' the fractures in this way.
Essentially, the paper figure was using his existence to fill the gaps in the space.
However, this was also consuming the paper figure's strength. Besides his messages to Ye Bai becoming intermittent, she noticed that the color of each new line appearing below was gradually fading, and the lines' supporting strength was weakening, causing Ottofis's jumping figure to sway up and down.
It seemed that the lines would soon fade to the point of being invisible...
Yet even so, the speed of the lines' emergence showed no sign of slowing down.
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