Chapter 718: The Legend of the Rosicrucian

The sailors on the deck were hypnotized by the Sea Bride's song and fell into a deep sleep from which they would not wake up even if they were seriously injured or killed.

Only Professor Laxmi, who was still trying hard to resist sleepiness, witnessed all of this.

He saw Miss Aleister standing on the deck, with the enigmatic butler standing in front of her.

Whenever the "butler" glanced at Professor Laxmi, he would feel a faint threat of death... There was no doubt that the other party had the ability to take his life easily.

However, the butler had his hands behind his back at this moment, looking as if he had no intention of taking action.

Because Miss Aleister waved her hand and summoned an extremely terrifying phantom demon—

Terrifying flames billowed from its body, and behind it lay a pair of strange, enchanting butterfly wings. These wings were emblazoned with patterns as strange as eyes, and the lasers fired from those patterns could instantly dismember a sea monster once at the fifth energy level!

Professor Laxmi was still struggling to resist the peaceful sleepiness in his heart, so he couldn't see its specific appearance. He only felt that it was terrifying, like a demon king...

After Aleister's summoned beast severely damaged the sea monster, the magic power deep in Laxmi's brain that seemed to drag him into the abyss also dissipated. As the power of dusk filled his body, his mind gradually became clear.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the brilliant scorching flames that seemed to tear the night sky apart!

The heat of the flames was so intense that even from a distance of seven or eight meters, Professor Laxmi could feel the dizzying, breathless heat. The air felt as if it were boiling, and the mere act of inhaling the heat sent waves of pain deep into his lungs.

If Professor Laxmi, who had already woken up, had not reacted immediately and used the preservation technique to protect his internal organs at the first moment... I'm afraid that his lungs would have been burned by the heat and he would have been unable to breathe normally.

The sea monster, which was continuously hit by the flames, kept making painful cries.

It was a mournful cry completely different from the birdman-singing sounds that had been imitated and simulated before—it was more like the sound of a whale or an elephant.

Its body and the surrounding seawater were vaporized by the flames, continuously emitting white steam. Large sections of its originally purple tentacles had now transformed into a delicious red... clearly ripe.

——There is no doubt that this stream of flames caused great damage to the "Bride of the Sea", even to the point of being fatal.

When the sea monster was seriously injured, it became completely crazy!

The power of dusk in its body continued to overflow, turning the surrounding sea surface into a texture like quicksand.

The dying sea monster continued to stir up the whirlpool, and countless waves rose high from all directions as if they had life.

Those were waves hundreds of meters high—countless seawater tangled together like a spider web, freezing into deep blue ice, fixing the ship in the very center.

In the blink of an eye, a hemispherical water cage that covered the sky and the sun was constructed.

——In an instant, the sea froze.

The waves, mingled with the power of dusk, converged into a single point at their highest point. The crest of the wave, rising high and swirling in a circle, transformed into a deep blue crystal at its apex. The waves, dripping like stalactites, resembled a gigantic spear of divine retribution, a Sword of Damocles forged from crystal.

And when it completely solidified and appeared, the crystal emitted a strange glow.

It was like a rainbow of colors, or the vibrant world you see when you're caught in a hallucination. Its vibrant colors defied the laws of optics—the night sky was dim, and no light was projected onto the dark sea... yet the colors were imprinted directly on the retina. Even when I closed my eyes, they didn't fade immediately, but instead spread across my brain like vines.

With a terrifying momentum that threatened to completely shatter the bow, a demonic ice pillar, even larger than the ship itself, roared down towards the ship trapped in the water prison.

At that moment, Professor Raxmi felt the fear of approaching death.

Compared with the huge waves, the ship looked as small as a child and had no chance of resisting the attack.

Professor Laxmi clearly sensed... that was the power of the Dusk Path that was purer and deeper than his own!

A fifth-level Twilight Path spell! The sea monster unleashes its most powerful attack, using all the corrupted souls it has stored!

This wasn't necromancy, nor was it preservation... but rather another power of the Twilight Path possessed only by sea monsters, a power of extreme cold that neither humans nor elves could master.

The great power from Yuan Tiansi——

But at this moment.

Professor Laxmi, who had fully regained consciousness due to the fear of death, saw the aloof and cold phantom demon in a black dress suddenly raise his right hand.

The golden-red flame that was originally suspended in front of her suddenly became thicker and turned into a blazing white beam of light, slowly cutting upwards with her movements.

The flames cut the sea, leaving a hot and thick white mist; the flames cut through the ice spider web, thawing the ship that was trapped in the middle and gradually solidified; the flames cut the sea monster in half vertically, and then still went straight up - aimed at the iridescent ice spike that was about to fall.

The white steam rolled above the sea and even spread to the deck of the ship.

When they flowed to Professor Laxmi, he could feel the residual heat from them on his skin!

The next moment, the flame stream and the ice sword collided heavily!

They might have made some noise... but the sea monster's scream of being completely torn apart resounded throughout the ocean, gradually waking up even the sleeping sailors.

When they opened their eyes, they saw a pillar of fire that seemed to penetrate and connect the heaven and earth - and at the top of the pillar of fire, a huge ice sword that kept shattering and disintegrating.

The scene was fantastical yet dangerous, beautiful yet deadly.

Countless pieces of melted ice were dissolved by the purifying fire, and corrupted souls were liberated and purified. What emerged from the ice sword was not white smoke, but a rainbow-colored light curtain that covered the sky like the aurora.

Even the passengers hiding in the cabin could see this scene through the broken deck.

The water curtain formed by the upstream waterfall also dissipated and turned to fall downward along its original path.

Those small pieces of broken ice fell along the original water flow like a meteor shower, away from the direction of the ship, and most of them melted only when they sank into the sea.

From afar, it was as if the distant downpour had been stained with a rainbow hue, its colors losing their dizzying, magical allure. The water curtain that once imprisoned the ship had become an umbrella for protection. Through the lens of the waves, the distorted and shifting rainbow light formed a surreal scene that could only be seen in dreams.

Even so, after the water curtains fell into the sea, they still caused huge waves and caused the ship to shake violently.

However, the passengers this time were no longer as frightened as before.

Instead, I feel a sense of relief at having survived a disaster.

Professor Raximi's face, as cold as a dead person, now showed fear and relief.

He looked in awe at the powerful phantom demon that had unleashed its strongest attack, shattered into a flame butterfly, and landed on Miss Aleister's ear.

——Without a doubt, it must be a summoned beast that has reached the fifth energy level... or even close to the limit of the fifth energy level!

Only a strong man of this level could so easily break the sea monster's fatal attack!

At this moment, Professor Laxmi suddenly saw a ray of extremely pure purple light.

That was the light of the path that emanated from Miss Aleister's pupils...a light that Laxmi was very familiar with.

——That is the light of transcendence emitted when the transcendents resonate with the transcendent path!

...Miss Aleister is a transcendent?

He was suddenly shocked.

Then he suddenly realized that the phantom demon's posture did not look like a phantom demon tamed or transformed by the Path of Love. Although witches could tame some familiars, they would always emit the resonant light of the Path of Love when using their abilities.

...This purple light is more like a contract with the devil.

And "Miss Aleister"... or rather, Lady Bayard, as a fifth-level Moon Child, now possesses a fifth-level Phantom Demon Servant capable of defeating a fifth-level sea monster...

Professor Laxmi suddenly thought of a legend.

That is a legend that has been passed down among the Rosicrucians.

(End of this chapter)