Chapter 1734: Crimsonsky Continent
Chapter 1734: Crimsonsky Continent
The Crimsonsky Continent was one of the largest landmasses in the entire Everstrife Empyrean World, and undoubtedly one of the most brutal. True to its name, the skies above the continent were perpetually stained with hues of crimson—like blood smeared across the heavens, as if the firmament itself had wept for the endless violence beneath.
Unlike most continents, where Lord-Tier organizations struggled for dominance while holding back the full extent of their might, the Crimsonsky Continent was a realm where all caution was abandoned.
Clashes between Prima Deities were a common occurrence, and no one was spared from the tide of bloodshed. This wasn’t due to disorganization or lawlessness—it was intentional. The ArchDeity who ruled over this land encouraged such chaos, actively instigating conflict for reasons known only to him.
He never gave a clear explanation, and none of the Prima Deities dared to ask. In the absence of truth, rumors grew like wildfire. Some whispered of a grand experiment. Others believed the ArchDeity fed on war itself. None could say for sure.
On the continent’s periphery stood a vast, storm-wreathed city, where every building constantly discharged arcs of lightning. This was the headquarters of the Fiend Lightning Heart Sect, a demonic organization whose path to power was paved with slaughter and soul consumption. Here, strength was cultivated through the devouring of others—spirit, flesh, and all.
The sect’s leader was a young-looking man named Armand. He had short black hair, a devilish charm, and a beauty that masked his brutality. Of course, “young” was relative—Armand had lived for over eight hundred thousand years.
At the heart of the sect, Armand stood inside a massive cauldron. Surrounding him were hundreds of thousands of corrupted souls, writhing and screaming, slowly consumed by the lightning surging from his body. That energy nurtured both his Inner Universe and his soul, bringing him closer to a breakthrough.
A wide, satisfied smile spread across his face.
“Soon, I’ll reach the Middle Prima Deity Rank—and before even hitting the million-year mark. That means my chances of reaching Peak Rank… or even ArchDeity… are real.”