Blood Warlock: Succubus Partner In The Apocalypse Chapter 1349 A New Storm, A New Opportunity

In a realm shrouded eternally in darkness, where sunlight never pierced through and only brilliant stars dotted the heavens.

The atmosphere was remarkably pristine, with gentle gusts of wind sweeping by now and then, carrying an intoxicating aroma of the wild that captivated the senses. Positioned in a meditative lotus stance, a mysterious humanoid form—its form and sex concealed by a shimmering violet glow—remained utterly still before a modest pool of clear, sparkling liquid.

After an indeterminate span, a crimson gleam filtered through the bamboo grove. The scarlet figure advanced openly, its presence undisguised, halting only when a mere ten meters separated it from the violet one.

This crimson figure was none other than the ethereal remnant of the Heavenly Wolf Sirius.

Sirius gazed quietly at the violet form, which appeared unaware of his approach. Even as a mere fragment of energy lingering in this cosmic sector from ages past, a whirlwind of intricate feelings flickered in his savage, predatory gaze.

Sirius had always been a being of immense pride.

Wherever he appeared, all eyes turned to him, fostering no sense of reverence toward others. Yet, one entity commanded his deep esteem.

That entity was the violet form before him.

Gratitude, fear, respect, pity, admiration...

These intense sentiments, some clashing fiercely, merged into a peculiar emotion that even the Heavenly Wolf could never fully grasp.

After another unknowable period, Sirius observed the violet glow encircling the figure intensify, snapping him from his reverie.

"You're back?" he inquired, his tone gravelly and profound, evoking dread in listeners.

The violet form rose with serene poise and ethereal grace, pivoting to confront him.

Though the violet form barely reached the mighty Heavenly Wolf's chest in stature, he felt overwhelmed as if confronting a towering peak. This stemmed not from the other's might, but from the bold spirit concealed within that petite frame, harboring a seemingly indifferent and detached heart untouched by the world.

"How much energy do you have left?" The violet form questioned following a short pause. Its voice carried an odd timbre, neither distinctly male nor female, yet oddly soothing to hear.

Sirius paused for roughly a minute, then responded with a trace of resentment, "I've been quite active around here of late and even had to drive off those intruders just before. This ethereal remnant was meant to endure for one more calamity cycle—1 million years—but now it might barely manage 20 years. Those 20 years would require me entering a dormant state; otherwise, far less, based on the energy expended in various endeavors."

All at once, Heavenly Wolf Sirius sensed something amiss, his voice shifting sharply as he pressed urgently, "You... How much time do you have left?! You never entered dormancy before, but just now you...!"

The violet form held quiet briefly before letting out a faint sigh, "I lately faced some kind of disruption, compelling me to allow the Ring of the God of Creation to draw on my strength. Regrettably, such an artifact as the Ring of the God of Creation defies our comprehension; power from ten calamity cycles yielded scarcely 2% for the ring. I can persist for at most 50 years... and similar to your case, only by remaining tranquil."

Were it not for Sirius' ethereal remnant being a relic from long ago—a unique conduit, not a true entity—his eyes would have narrowed sharply.

"What... But why?! The Ring of the God of Creation ranks among the 10 Primordial Objects forged alongside the universe; they eclipse God-grade treasures by an entire level! Even aware of that, you..."

"It's fine," the violet figure cut in, proceeding steadily, "We won't truly perish, as merely these two remnants we left will fade. Moreover, didn't you mention it yourself half a year back? This cycle marks the final one."

Sirius fell mute for an extended while before giving a firm nod.

In truth, he was well aware as much. He recognized this as their ultimate shot.

Failure meant no further attempts once the Perfect Evolution Crystal suffered damage... and given the swift pace of events, even a decade seemed generous, let alone two or five.

Silence enveloped them until Sirius spoke anew.

"The Vermillion Bird Sect's barrier won't hold out much longer. At most ten years, I fear, possibly even shorter." His rough voice now carried rare weariness and sorrow as he added, "The drain on Immortal Essences is... immense, to put it mildly. Over this past half year, three minor allied sects have been wiped out."

"All the more reason, then," the violet form sighed, declaring, "Let this be the final effort... We must simply wish for success."

Sirius nodded, pausing briefly before murmuring gently, "How fares your side...?"

"It's... intricate." The violet form answered vaguely, yet to Sirius' ears, it revealed volumes. "The pent-up rage and vengeful cravings, bottled across endless generations, prove nearly impossible to contain. Lately especially... I scarcely prevent them from rampaging and slaughtering, so I wonder how long they can withstand that raging bloodlust."

Sirius bowed his head, staying wordless, yet his fists gripped so fiercely that his frame quivered—evidence of his seething inner fury with no outlet.

Though their exchange appeared ordinary, it truly wasn't.

The violet form typically remained mute, merely attending during the rare, fleeting visits from Sirius. Indeed, this marked merely the second instance of such extended dialogue since their initial encounter ages ago.

While in this cosmic realm they stood as unmatched sovereigns, reality pressed them both with grave challenges, teetering on annihilation against a vastly dominant foe at every turn.

Just because they aligned on the same front, battling for the identical cause, allowed this alliance—by chance fulfilling the sole two, nearly unattainable conditions for convergence and collaboration.

The initial condition involved possessing an ethereal remnant in this universal sector; a feat now impossible due to tangled circumstances.

The subsequent condition proved the trickiest... Forging a bond with Bai Zemin so profound they'd spare no effort to aid him, provided it benefited rather than hindered his future path. Short-term aid that later impeded progress served no purpose.

"Sirius, I require your assistance with a matter." The violet form stated abruptly.

"Uh?" Sirius stared in surprise, as this was the inaugural request for aid since their acquaintance. He nodded swiftly, replying eagerly, "Naturally! You and I are kin, and... and he is indebted to you deeply; we all are. Whatever it is, I'll assist!"

The violet form offered no reply but gestured with its right hand in an effortless yet refined sweep. A golden radiance emanated from its ring finger, and in an instant, the Heavenly Wolf found them transported to an alien locale.

"Mhm?" Sirius scanned his surroundings perplexed, inquiring, "Why have we arrived here?"

"Whether destiny truly favors us, unwilling to let ancient debts linger unresolved, or if it's mere happenstance, this presents a tremendous chance. Exactly because it's an unparalleled prospect bound to vanish forever that I willingly expended this remnant's power to empower the Ring of the God of Creation." The violet form remarked coolly.

"Unparalleled prospect?" Sirius echoed, befuddled.

Yet suddenly, his form jolted as enlightenment dawned, erupting into frenzied laughter.

"Hahahahahaha! Indeed! Amid all the chaos, I completely overlooked the Secret Twilight Realm! Should that young one enter, success or not in acquiring treasures, merely assimilating the Golden Domain's celestial essence would yield ample gain!"

Joy overwhelmed Sirius.

Truthfully, he hadn't felt such elation in tens of thousands of years!

The violet form disregarded Sirius' fervor, murmuring in a voice inaudible to the Heavenly Wolf, "One of the ten Divine Artifacts of Primordial Chaos, the Time Severing Sword lost amid the Twilight of the Gods... Should that individual claim it, then..."

For the first occasion in eons, a spark of thrill escaped that soul burdened by endless torment and trials across infinite eras.

Hazardous? Absolutely. Profoundly so.

Yet this prospect was far too vital to forgo.