AWB Chapter 840 - 840
Chapter 840 - 840
Light revived before their eyes.As if responding to that great will, boundless magic power like an endless ocean emanated from all the homunculi present!
All the homunculi resonated with each other, causing the atmosphere to crackle and the entire Quartz Gate to shake violently.
"Has it revived?"
Zacharias's ugly expression instantly vanished, replaced by a flicker of joy in his eyes.
"The convergence of ten homunculi has awakened the Fourth True Ancestor's consciousness, finally about to revive—!"
Before he could finish speaking.
Zacharias was sent flying backward.
The world spun before his eyes, followed by intense pain surging throughout his body—he had no idea how many bones were broken.
Who did this?
The magical wind obscured his vision, he couldn't see at all!
But it didn't matter!
He was a blood servant—as long as his heart and brain remained intact, no matter how severe the injury, he could recover!
"Schlick!"
Immediately after, a slender wrist pierced through his upper abdomen.
Zacharias's entire body stiffened abruptly, his eyes filling with intense fear.
Appearing before him was Number One.
Those icy eyes seemed to be declaring his death sentence.
He could feel it—Number One's hand had already seized the rib inside him that never belonged to him in the first place!
"W-Wait! Stop... let's talk this over... no, no, no! I don't want to die! I don't want to die aaaaaaah—!!!"
Number One showed no mercy, ignoring his pleas as she squeezed hard.
The rib was brutally torn out, blood spurting everywhere, faintly revealing his damaged internal organs.
"Only I... can unleash your... greatest value..."
Zacharias's eyes were dyed with utter despair as he slowly collapsed to the ground.
His body gradually lost color like withered leaves, his flesh becoming like a cicada's shed shell, hollowed out.
Then it rapidly weathered, turning into a handful of dust carried away by the wind.
He had taken too much accumulated inherent time from the Fourth True Ancestor.
Now that the Fourth True Ancestor had reclaimed its power, the accumulated time backlash reversed flow, instantly devouring all his remaining lifespan.
"Miss Nagisa..."
Touyama released her grip, slowly retreating to the side.
Her eyes were tainted with fear.
Simultaneously.
Nagisa Akatsuki became the center of attention here.
At the heart of the endless magic power, like the eye of a vortex, stood the transformed Nagisa Akatsuki.
Her body remained the same, her clothes unchanged.
Only her tied-short black long hair had somehow been let down.
Transformed into dazzling golden long hair shining like sand gold.
The girl slowly raised her head.
Instantly, pupils shimmering with flame-like brilliance imprinted themselves in everyone's vision.
Those were not Nagisa Akatsuki's eyes.
That lively, adorable girl had spirited eyes—not like these current ones, arrogant, looking down upon everything, viewing all living beings as mere ants!
"This is the primordial Fourth True Ancestor."
Eiji narrowed his eyes, his gaze shimmering with the flavor of the hunt.
Agnola hadn't lost her memories.
From the very beginning, she knew nothing—her memories themselves were a complete blank slate.
Because her design concept was to serve as a vessel for the soul of the "Primordial Fourth True Ancestor"!
In other words, she was an empty doll, a human-shaped tool.
It was widely believed that the true Fourth True Ancestor was one of the twelve vessels, or that the twelve vessels would battle until the last one standing became the Fourth True Ancestor.
However, this was not the case.
The true Fourth True Ancestor was a soul existing independently of the twelve vessels.
Yet, this soul was contained within the Twelfth Vessel—Akurora.
During the Gozo Island incident two and a half years ago, what Nagisa Akatsuki channeled was not the Twelfth Vessel sealed within the ruins, but the Primordial being housed within the Twelfth Vessel!
In other words, the true Fourth True Ancestor had been hiding within Nagisa Akatsuki all along!
At this moment, with ten vessels gathered here, their mutual resonance finally awakened the slumbering Primordial within Nagisa, causing it to stir.
The vessels sensed the Primordial's awakening and thus rebelled against Zacharias.
"Lowly commoner."
The Primordial, possessing Nagisa Akatsuki, looked disdainfully at Zacharias as he turned to dust.
Immediately after, it turned its gaze to the various vessels.
To it, a clown like Zacharias wasn't even worthy of holding its attention for a moment.
"Whoosh—!"
Suddenly, the Primordial spread its wings.
They were five pairs—ten ethereal wings, unfolding in a manner perfectly matching the image of a vampire.
The wings abruptly extended, each one stretching out a long spiritual energy path.
These spiritual energy paths, glowing with a bluish-white light, slithered like sentient snakes toward the ten vessels, piercing their chests one after another.
"The time to reunite has come, puppets. Return this power to me!"
The Primordial laughed condescendingly.
Naturally, it treated the vessels as its nourishment.
From the First to the Fifth, the Seventh to the Ninth, and the Eleventh Vessel, not a single one defied its will. Each of them calmly accepted their fate.
Their bodies gradually faded, all their power and existence absorbed by the spiritual energy paths, ultimately transforming into pure energy and returning to the Primordial.
Nina Adelard glanced back at the dazed Veldiana before vanishing along with the other vessels.
Eiji remained silent.
He tacitly allowed the Primordial to absorb all the vessels he had gathered.
After absorbing the vessels, the Primordial's wings seemed to undergo a metamorphosis, their color shifting from pitch black to vibrant and dazzling, captivating like a rainbow.
But there was one exception.
"No!"
One vessel screamed, shattering the spiritual energy path before her.
Her face pale, she looked somewhat confused, as if her action had been purely instinctual.
The Primordial turned its displeased gaze toward Akurora.
All the other vessels had been absorbed, leaving only Akurora behind.
She refused to be assimilated by the Primordial.
"A mere doll manipulated by familiars dares to defy me, your host...?"
A vicious smile spread across the Primordial's face.
Intense magical energy, sinister as a ghostly aura, spread ominously, causing the entire Quartz Gate to crackle and tremble precariously.
Though filled with fear, Agulora stubbornly remained standing, her golden hair shimmering with a rainbow-like glow as magic power brewed within her.
The Primordial's eyes brimmed with killing intent.
If she refused to return, then all that remained was to destroy and absorb her!
Clap clap!
Just then, sharp applause rang out, causing the Primordial's figure to pause slightly as she glanced over with displeasure.
"Wait a moment, Primordial Fourth True Ancestor."
Eiji stepped forward, his tone detached.
"Is it really wise to ignore me?"