Water Mage in the Flame Realm-Chapter 402 - 388: In the Name of Ara

At the same time, in the outside world.

The Black Whale, which was originally capable of soaring through the heavens and diving into the Earth, freely traversing any part of this Water God Realm, had come to a stop, as if it were a giant ship that had lost its power.

During the exchange between the elder and Andrew, Silver, who was responsible for acting as the "temporary chauffeur," was no longer as lively and energetic as not long ago.

"Huff...huff..." Silver half-knelt on the head of the Black Whale, panting heavily.

She continually used her uncontrollably trembling hands to wipe away the blood oozing from her nose and mouth, but she could never clean it completely because more and more blood kept flowing out.

"So strong..."

Silver thought in a daze, "This generation’s Arag is insanely strong."

Silver herself possessed the power of Tier Nine and, as a "chauffeur," could borrow the power of the Black Whale and all the Water Mages within it, making her combat capability easily match the War God Level, enough to contend with ordinary Realm of Magic powerhouses.

But just now, after being caught up by Arag, with just one head-on collision, the body of the Black Whale was forced to a stop.

Even though the body of the Black Whale had absorbed at least ninety percent of the impact, Silver still felt as if all her bones were about to fall apart.

Despite appearances, within the Black Whale, the other Water Mages were all thrown into disarray!

"With such strength, even if Lady Liek personally took over the Black Whale, it would be... it would be difficult..." A bad thought flashed through Silver’s mind.

She quickly shook her head, forcing herself to extinguish any negative emotions and thoughts.

Afterwards, she gathered her spirits and tried hard to lift her head, looking forward.

Through blood-clumped lashes, Silver could barely see a hundred meters ahead the half-human, half-crab massive figure of Arag, merged with the Great Wilderness War Chariot.

"Still not coming out?"

Arag’s voice, uniquely soft and pleasant like a woman’s, completely mismatched his figure, echoed over the sea.

He manipulated the Great Wilderness War Chariot, stepping on the waves, coming before the Black Whale.

The enormous crab body, no less imposing than the Black Whale, blocked the sunlight, casting a vast shadow over Silver.

But in Arag’s eyes, Silver’s existence was completely disregarded!

"If you still don’t come out, I won’t be polite."

Arag spoke to the nameless elder; from start to finish, his eyes held only the elder’s will and soul deep within the Black Whale’s body, "No matter how these small fry struggle, they can’t affect the outcome between you and me, they’re just eyesores."

"Eyesores? Small fry?"

Forcing down a mouthful of blood rising to her throat, Silver struggled to lift her head, staring defiantly at the towering Arag, she sneered, "Did you forget, you little brat, it was precisely this small fry that nearly took you down when you were a kid! If I remember correctly, you were so scared you wet your pants, didn’t you? If it weren’t for your damn father arriving in time to save you, do you think you would have lived to today?!"

Her words weren’t just stubborn antics in the face of doom, but a recount of real events.

In past eras, once anyone named Arag grew up and became Arag, they were nearly invincible.

So, the Water Mages of this Water God Realm had, since long ago, started hunting those who were still candidates, yet to mature Arags!

This is the Water God Realm, and also the Outer Battlefield.

War has never ceased here.

And it’s the most merciless fight where both sides use every extreme measure to survive.

Back when Silver began her hunt of the Arag candidates, her hair wasn’t as fully silver as it is now, and that generation’s Arag narrowly escaped, leaving only a scar on his forehead, but among the nine candidates of his class, six died by Silver’s hand.

"What do you say now? Still think I’m a small fry? You damned brat!" Silver sneered, staring at the now silent Arag.

Arag didn’t respond, merely silently raised a menacing crab claw covered in sharp spikes.

The black Fire of Extinguishing silently coiled around that claw.

The more silently that fire burned, the more wildly Silver laughed: "Come on, kill me! If you’ve got the guts, then do it! Come on, come!!"

Swoosh! The crab claw turned into a black phantom, aiming straight at Silver’s head, smashing down.

Seeing that Silver was about to be crushed by that claw—

With a hiss, not far from where Silver was, the black whale’s blowhole suddenly opened, and a stream of air carrying the black whale’s body heat splashed from the blowhole, colliding diagonally with the crab claw.

It was just a stream of air, but it made Arag slightly lean back!

Subsequently, the skin and muscle at the top of the Black Whale’s head began to wriggle slowly, eventually enveloping Silver’s body, who finally lost consciousness after wild laughter and roars, swallowing it into the top of the Black Whale’s head, protecting it.

Wilderness watched this scene, made no move to stop it, and instead showed a slight smile, saying, "You finally decided to come out... Lee!"

The Black Whale, previously maneuvered by Silver and others, always had a sense of "lag," seemed to finally awaken and come alive, exuding the intense aura of a true powerhouse of the Realm of Magic; it was the old man’s will, once again taking control of the body!

After the true owner reclaimed the body, the size of the Black Whale actually shrunk a little.

At the same time, above the head of the Black Whale was the place where Silver had vanished. Here in the Water God Realm, he was known as Lee, but in front of Andrew, he referred to himself as Nameless. The old man’s body slowly "grew" out from within the Black Whale.

The upper body of Wilderness was humanoid, while the lower body was integrated with the Great Wilderness War Chariot.

The old man was the same, his upper body human, his lower body merged with the body of the Black Whale.

In fact, Wilderness’s current form was inspired and influenced by the old man.

The two of them had been entangled in combat for an unknown number of years, through countless generations.

Previously, when facing Silver, Wilderness had seemed almost always calm and aloof. But now, while staring at the old man, his smile grew broader, as Silver’s had before.

The old man, gentle and kind in front of Andrew, now facing Wilderness was emotionless, even somewhat cold, just like Wilderness when facing Silver before.

"Why are you staring at me with such a terrifying look?" Wilderness smiled and said, "Let me guess—those small fry hiding within you got mostly injured or even killed during my earlier assault, right?"

He was not wrong. After the old man reclaimed his body, the Water Mages inside the Black Whale were all extremely excited: "Lord Lee! Lord Lee, you finally came out!!"

Almost all their voices were tinged with weakness.

The old man could easily sense that at least fifty Water Mages inside were completely lifeless.

"The children who died won’t have died in vain." The old man coldly stared at the Wilderness ahead, "Soon, I will make you pay for their deaths."

Wilderness tilted his head, a strange expression on his face, "Pay for their deaths? That’s a line I should be saying, right? I just left this Outer Battlefield for less than a day to attend a meeting back in the Flame Realm. Before leaving, I’d arranged a perfect battle plan, and guess what I saw when I returned—I’m the only one left! All my people under my command are dead! That annoying kid Liek is dead too! They’re all dead! It’s just fucking me left!"

Wilderness became more and more agitated as he spoke, ultimately roaring uncontrollably.

As the strongest Wilderness of all generations, he always gave the impression of being calm and rational like a robot.

But in reality, how could any normal person, whose ancestors all died on the same battlefield by the same opponent in the same way—drawn out and exhausted by endless longevity—remain truly calm and rational?

Wilderness’s heart had long been twisted.

Not just this generation of Wilderness, even many generations ago, Wilderness had a twisted heart.

Wilderness’s existence prevented the old man from leading his people back to the Flame Realm, forcing them to struggle to survive in the Water God Realm.

Conversely, the old man’s existence also kept Wilderness bound to this Outer Battlefield for generations, with no release.

Wilderness roared for a long time, and then suddenly quieted down, smiling once more, saying, "Forget it, no matter what, you old thing are going to die today. Countless generations of entanglements will end here today. You can’t escape anymore."

The old man shrugged, saying nothing.

Wilderness stared at the old man and asked, "Before I kill you, answer me one last question—how did you do it?"

He fixed his gaze on the old man, enunciating each word, "Before I was summoned back to the Flame Realm, I had clearly made complete preparations and arrangements. The last report I received from my subordinates indeed stated that all your sub-clans had been destroyed, the people scattered, and you yourself, unable to merge with the ’Whale Eye,’ were restrained by Mela driving my Great Wilderness War Chariot. How did such a favorable situation get reversed?"

Wilderness did not know of Andrew’s existence.

Liek had the chance to report all the details of last night’s battle, including Andrew’s identity and background, to Wilderness.

But was stopped.

The dead traitor Mela wanted to report the situation to Wilderness and explain the cause and effect, but Mela himself did not know why a favorable battle situation was reversed overnight.

Wilderness’s mind was somewhat twisted and pathological, but not insane, nor foolish.

Intuition told Wilderness: the reversal overnight wasn’t just because of this old man’s existence; there were other unknown variables!

Wilderness did not know what these variables were, but he was already on high alert. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The old man naturally couldn’t reveal Andrew’s existence to the other party and instead blandly asked, "Did the Magic Guild Headquarters summon you back to the Flame Realm for a meeting? What was the meeting about?"

Wilderness said, "If I tell you, will you tell me how you reversed the situation?"

"Of course... not."

"In that case, I won’t say anything either."

Wilderness fully regained his composure, put away his smile, and slowly said, "Turning Mela into a defector and crushing all your sub-clans were just means to an end, not the goal. My goal, from beginning to end, has only been one: to force you to re-merge with the ’Whale Eye’ to protect your people.

Once you re-merge, your power will return to its peak, but you’ll lose the ability to hide and outlast my predecessors by concealment. And when you can’t hide or escape, and are forced to confront me head-on, I, the 811th generation Wilderness, will, in the name of all my predecessors, finally kill you here!