WTYTIAAN Chapter 254

Chapter 254

It felt somewhat familiar.

The thought suddenly popped into Yan Yunqing’s head, and he remembered who had said this to him.

Lillian.

Upon learning that Sylph had returned to the Elven Mother Tree, Yan Yunqing had wondered if Lillian had inherited a portion of Sylph’s memories, which was why she could recount so many secret events from a thousand years ago.

However, Lillian had never admitted it, claiming she had heard it all from the Elven elders.

Yan Yunqing watched Theodore battling the demons, and Lillian’s words involuntarily echoed in his ears: “An angel charged single-handedly into the demons’ lair, fought for ten days and nights, and broke three wings before finally emerging from the demons’ den.”

Yan Yunqing looked around. After a bit of searching, coupled with a faint guess in his heart, he determined his current location.

The ruins of the Light Empire.

Or rather, the Sea of ​​Death.

This was the most rampant place for demons because countless gods had died here during the ancient God War. The Light Empire had practically become a graveyard for gods, littered with their remains.

Therefore, after the demons descended, this place became their lair. Because demons had the characteristic of devouring each other to level up, this also became a breeding ground for powerful demons.

At this moment, Theodore, holding a long sword, charged into the demon horde. His pure white and soft feathers transformed into sharp blades. Each dive through the demon ranks was like a meat grinder, splashing blood mist everywhere, and countless demons fell.

Blood and flesh flew about.

Those pure white feathers were gradually stained with the demons’ foul blood, no longer retaining their former sanctity.

Theodore was strong, without a doubt.

However, even someone as powerful as Theodore would still be wounded and exhausted when facing the endless stream of demons.

The flow of time in dreams differed from reality, but Yan Yunqing could clearly perceive the passage of time. He followed behind Theodore, watching him cut down demon heads, inching closer to the center of the demon lair.

Perhaps because the scene in this dream was constructed from Theodore’s memories, the demons’ appearances and the surrounding environment were very clear at the beginning. But towards the end, around the eighth or ninth day, the world in the dream had become dim and distorted.

This distortion wasn’t formed in an instant but gradually changed until it was so obvious that any normal person could see that something was wrong.

Even though Yan Yunqing knew that he was in a dream, and that these events were long past, even just a memory-constructed dream, he couldn’t help but glance at Theodore with concern.

His expression was as indifferent as ever, the sword in his hand didn’t waver, and the speed at which he killed demons didn’t slow down, as if fighting at high intensity for so many days had no impact on him.

But Yan Yunqing could already tell from the surrounding environment and the increasing wounds on his body that he was trying his best… no, perhaps it could be described as his sanity dropping to a dangerous level.

This wasn’t surprising. Forget about Theodore; throwing any normal person into this place, without even fighting for ten days and nights, would be hard to bear simply living here for ten days. The existence of demons was inherently sanity-draining.

If it weren’t for the fast flow of time in the dream, Yan Yunqing wouldn’t have been able to bear it either.

But Theodore had truly fought for ten days and nights.

Theodore’s battle robes were tattered, revealing large patches of skin. Wounds mixed with demonic blood were gruesome, like flowers blooming from hell.

Over these ten days and nights, Yan Yunqing witnessed Theodore transform from a pure white angel into an image resembling a fallen angel from mythology, his robes ragged and his body covered in wounds. Two of his wings were broken off on the seventh and ninth days, respectively, blocking two fatal crises for him.

Injuries of this degree, even for Theodore, would be life-threatening if he continued.

But Theodore seemed oblivious to the injuries on his body, desperately fighting towards the center of the demon lair, with no intention of leaving.

This guy…

Of course, Yan Yunqing knew why Theodore wanted to charge in.

“Theodore, that guy, heard that the demons were created by the Demon King, and thought the Demon King had returned. He’s been chasing and fighting demons all over the world, wanting to learn the Demon King’s whereabouts from their mouths.”

Lillian’s words still rang in his ears, causing Yan Yunqing’s heart to clench for a moment in response to the scene before him.

When he first heard it, he only felt surprised, but now that he was experiencing the scene firsthand, Yan Yunqing could truly understand what “madness” meant.

“Madman…” Yan Yunqing muttered.

And there was something within that demon lair. After Theodore showed his intention to charge into the lair, countless demons who shouldn’t have been able to cooperate actually learned to work together without instruction, blocking Theodore’s path, even using suicide attacks to delay him if their levels weren’t high enough.

This situation became more apparent as Theodore approached the center of the lair.

Was there something inside that the demons were instinctively protecting, or was something inside controlling the demons to stop Theodore?

Yan Yunqing controlled his gaze, avoiding looking at the extremely battered Theodore again, lest he develop unnecessary and inexplicable emotions that might affect his judgment of the dream.

He observed his surroundings. It was already the tenth day. According to Lillian, Theodore would successfully break into the demon lair today and eventually make it out.

If this dream was constructed based on Theodore’s memories of fighting demons in the Light Empire ruins for ten days and nights, then there might be a way for him to leave this dream in the center of the demon lair.

Yan Yunqing tried to walk towards the central area, which was firmly guarded by demons, but was blocked by an invisible wall of air.

The area ahead was temporarily not open to him.

Probably because the owner of the dream hadn’t truly broken in yet, he didn’t know what was in the center of the demon lair. How could he construct something without the memory of it?

Yan Yunqing understood, and he could only wait quietly for Theodore to break in before he could follow.

Alright.

Yan Yunqing sighed, even the dream was restricting him… Yan Yunqing could only turn his gaze back to Theodore, and that inexplicable emotion rose from the bottom of his heart once more.

Like a stubborn weed seed, even if it fell into a crack in a stone, it would take root, sprout quietly, and peek out from the crack without anyone noticing.

Tsk.

Under the interference of the dream’s time flow, perhaps Theodore had fought for a long time, but in Yan Yunqing’s eyes, only a short while had passed before Theodore successfully broke through the demon encirclement and charged into the central area of the demon lair.

Yan Yunqing’s spirits lifted, and he also became nervous. Currently, Theodore had only lost two wings, but whether it was Lillian’s account or the Theodore that Yan Yunqing saw again, only three wings remained.

In this battle, Theodore would lose another wing, and now was the last day of the ten days and nights. His last wing must have been broken off in the center of the demon lair.

What exactly was inside?

Yan Yunqing followed Theodore’s footsteps. The deeper they went into the demon lair, the less trace there was of the Light Empire ruins. The place was covered with branches and vines, gnarled and dense, forming a large net on the ground and walls, making up the so-called demon lair.

Yet, the texture underfoot wasn’t that of hard vines but more like the tentacles of a squid, with a certain degree of softness. Yan Yunqing could even faintly sense that these “vine tentacles” were alive.

Based on his sense of direction, Yan Yunqing could only determine that this area used to be the royal city of the Light Empire, and the foundation of the buildings under this demon lair of vines and tentacles might have been a palace.

It was becoming increasingly sanity-draining.

When Theodore entered the true lair, the vine tentacles that were everywhere seemed to come alive, all heading towards Theodore, as if to strangle him to death.

However, Theodore had broken out of so many suicide attacks, how could he be easily bound? The long sword in his hand glowed slightly, and he slashed out with a sword——

The blade, imbued with light element, struck the vine tentacles. Immediately, like real squid thrown onto a barbecue plate, there was a sizzling sound, and all the areas touched by the blade were severed, curling up as if scorched.

Compared to Yan Yunqing, Theodore was more like a magic-martial arts dual cultivator. As a creation of the God of Light, he was naturally attuned to the element of light, able to use all light-based magic, making him a born light-based mage. However, his weapon was a long sword, relying on which Theodore could deal two different types of damage, physical and magical, blending them well.

Later on, he could learn from Theodore’s fighting style.

Yan Yunqing thought.

Theodore cleaved open the vine tentacles, and the tentacles dared not come up to block Theodore’s path anymore. They only slowly closed in as Theodore continued deeper, obscuring the only exit, not even letting a glimmer of light in.

Yan Yunqing’s mood became heavier.

From the demons’ behavior, they were unwilling to let Theodore approach this place, preferring to use suicide attacks to stop him. However, when Theodore broke out of the demon encirclement and truly entered this place, those demons who had tried to use suicide attacks were no longer moving.

These vine tentacles were only tentatively trying to stop Theodore’s movements. After being attacked, they didn’t cling on stubbornly but chose to block Theodore’s retreat.

This was a trap to catch a turtle in a jar.

However, Theodore knew that there was a trap ahead but still stepped into it without hesitation.

Yan Yunqing sighed once more. He also determined that the thing existing in the demon lair wasn’t something the demons were guarding, but rather something that could control the demons, even making them choose suicide attacks.

Was it Qi’en?

Yan Yunqing thought for a moment and then felt that it was wrong. If Qi’en had this ability, he would have become a god long ago——

Demons weren’t creatures that had existed in this world from the beginning but had suddenly appeared one day. No one knew how demons were born, only that they were born from the defiled remains of gods.

Even this point was news that Theodore brought out of the demon lair this time. If it weren’t for Theodore’s ten days and nights, the people of the Ermann Continent wouldn’t even know the conditions for the birth of demons.

And creating a new species was something only gods could do——even requiring gods of the level of the six great gods to have the ability to create new life.

Just like the God of Light created the angel race.

However, when the demons appeared, the Ermann Continent had completely entered the era of human rule. Even the Demon King’s Eternal Empire had collapsed, and the former gods had either died in the God War.

The world only had one last god who chose to surrender to the Demon King, later feeling that he had made a contract with the Demon King, using his eternal stay in the God Realm as a condition for not interfering in the continent’s rule, allowing him to survive: the Earth God.

Oh, and there was also a man-made deity created jointly by the Eternal Church and the Light Church, the “Goddess of Light.”

According to the known conditions, it seemed that the only option left to create the new species of demons was the Earth God.

But…

Yan Yunqing recalled the image of the Earth God, who was known as a lazy bum in his memory, and fell into deep doubt about this guess.