Chapter 929: Purgatory
One week later--- Northern Edge Mountain
"ROOAAAARR!!"
"Watch out, the wyvern is coming again!!"
"Retreat! Spread out in all directions!!"
Days passed? Weeks? Months..? No one here felt the passage of time.
*Shwalaaaa*
"Arrrgh!!"
"The blue flame barely touched you, Ulek, are you okay?"
"I'm okay but it hurts! It hurts!!!"
"Arrrgh!!! Why does that flame hurt so much!!"
"Crixus you bastard I know you understand me, I don't care if you're a Beast King, even if it's my last day of life I'll bring you down!!"
Just when a number of martial emperors were about to chase Crixus: *Boom*
"Don't forget that uncle is here!" A powerful explosion hit the crust of the huge mountain sending rocks flying
"He's trying to get to the Martial, stop him!!" Everyone stopped again and focused their attention on one person... A giant who was over 3 meters tall with a muscular body but didn't look too exaggerated, his skin color was pale blue and he had long black hair, it was Hulak.
Although he was under the eyes of hundreds of martial emperors with many among them being mid-level and high-level martial emperors, Hulak laughed out loud: "You want to know why the blue flame hurts? Because it's meant to deal with the likes of you, you rabble!" "...What the hell do you mean?!" One of the martial emperors raised his hand to stop the rest from attacking Hulak immediately and asked while placing his hand on his burned shoulder. "I mean, you and the demons are the same, you're all fuel for the purgatory flame, and you are facing the worst possible enemy hahaha!!" Hulak laughed again, he wasn't bragging, he was actually laughing at how strange the situation was.
The Great Serpent Empire's martial emperors all gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, but they couldn't find a word to say.
All of them without exception had burn marks on them, some had one or two limbs completely burned to the bone in a tragic scene, and some had light burns on the surface, but what they all had in common was that those burns didn't go out and nothing can treat them, the most they can do is slowing down the process but they still hurt them constantly, it's like having a burning ember tied to your body all the time!!
Most of them were mid-level or high-level emperors, and all of them were veteran marshals' guards who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years, all of them without exception had tasted fire before, as it's the most widespread hostile law, but none of them had ever touched a fire that hurt to this degree, that fire hurt as if it was burning their very existence!
What they didn't know was that this was a fact.
The Purgatory Flame is the fusion of the Major Heavenly Law of Fire with the Minor Heavenly Law of Saintliness branching off from the Purity Path.
The Purity Path is one of the basic peaceful paths, working to return things to their standard self and maintain them in their pure form, and the more powerful and dense that path is in a certain place, the more chances of peace and comfortable living in that place increase, so the water will become pure for drinking, grudges between people will calm down, the air will become more refreshing, everything will go for the better... in normal conditions of course.
As for the Minor Heavenly Law of Saintliness, it is the most intense and most extreme branch of the Purity Path when it comes to cleansing, and for this exact reason, it was chosen by the planet's spirit to be merged with fire and produce this blue flame whose sole purpose is to purify anything by force.
Purifying water, purifying clouds, purifying toxins, and most importantly... purifying races.
Within the spirit domain of Planet Nihari--
"What the hell is this guy talking about?" A white soul avatar watched the battle around the Northern Edge Mountain with an angry expression.
Neri was lying on her back, placing both of her hands behind her head and allowing the black current on the ground to carry her in circles around the planet's image: "Oh, maybe he means the reason I created the Purgatory Flame, it's nothing worth mentioning actually when the Red Plague first appeared on my surface, I wanted to limit their spread and prevent them from taking over the entire planet so I created Crixus as the ultimate deterrent weapon."
"The Red Plague?... You mean those crimson creatures we fought in the Central Region? Those are the infamous Red Plague?!" The white soul avatar took a few steps back, "Why the hell would a planet in the Young Belt have such an epidemic?!"
"That's what happened~" Neri replied without caring, "Anyway, maybe you should warn your men about the Purgatory Flame, it won't go out as long as there's fuel in their bodies, and the fuel here is the impurities that distance them from their human origin."
"And how would a warning help them? They're already terrified of it!" Marshal Celebus's avatar looked at the indifferent Neri, "Maybe if we speed up the refinement a bit I will be able to save them, what do you think?"
"Good idea, go back to what you were doing then, I'll be cheering for you hehe." Neri laughed, but it was clear that she didn't care at all.
"Neri!!" The white soul avatar shouted loudly, "What's with this poor treatment, are you looking down on me? Don't you think I'd be a good owner? I'm the second-in-command of a planetary empire from the Young Planetary Belt, I'm a high-ranking officer in a planetary empire from the Middle Planetary Belt, I built my foundation using a law from the Path of Destruction!"
"Heh~ I wish you could see those golden eyes, that tyrant soul, that terrifying law, that black spear- Ah, it was really charming." While swimming on her back, Neri laughed gently "Who are you talking about? What exactly do I lack for you to accept me? I'm already a better candidate than most planetary emperors in the young belt!" The Marshal was going crazy, according to the information he knew, he was supposed to have at least 5% of the planet's soul refined by now if she accepted him, but he hadn't even managed to scratch the first 1% yet!!
"...." Neri opened one eye and looked at the Marshal, then closed it again, "You're not him."
"....." The Marshal's white soul avatar gritted his fangs, but he sat back down and tried to continue the refinement process.