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Chapter 1892 Eating Pixies?



Chapter 1892 Eating Pixies?

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Location- Unknown, Blood Rule Source

'You have been to the Infinity Library?' the Elder Anesthesia Dragon asked Wyatt in astonishment, knowing that with the history between the Librarian and the World Calamity Tree Race, Wyatt was lucky to have walked out of there.

'Yes, but I haven't actually been to the infinity library but I have just visited it in the inter-realm city in the spiritual plane,' Wyatt elaborated.

'Regardless, that's impressive. Forget the Deviant Devil, I am more interested in you. As a World Calamity Tree, not only were you able to enter the blood rule source but you walked in and out of the Infinity Library and lived to tell the tale. No wonder you managed to survive when the rest of your tribe was destroyed,' the Dragon looked at Wyatt with a look of shock and admiration.

Then the Dragon further added, 'Did the pixies not suspect you? I forgot they love your scent more than us Anesthesia Dragons. As long as you don't run into an Elder Pixie you're safe even within the Infinity Library. But to think you could control your hunger when in the presence of so many naive pixies. It displays your remarkable self-control. It seems you are more than what meets the eye.'

'...' Wyatt was speechless listening to the Anesthesia Dragon. Especially when it implied that the World Calamity tree liked to eat Pixies. Wyatt then remembered, that Dredre on numerous occasions had mentioned that she enjoyed his smell the most. And why did the Dragon warn him that he was fine as long as he did not meet an elder pixie?

Wyatt then began to recall his encounter with every strong being including Librarian Jr, nobody ever called him out about being a World Calamity Tree in disguise when in his human form except for the Elder Anesthesia Dragon. He wondered how it figured out that he had used a world tree seed to strengthen his existence. Were the Elder Pixies capable of something similar? Considering that World Calamity Tree liked to feed on Pixies by baiting them with their innate fragrance and Elder Pixies were basically guardians of the Pixie tribe, it only made sense that they knew their natural predators.

Wyatt then pondered what kind of existence were the World Calamity Trees for them to snack on pixies that were capable of creating celestial bodies. Putting that aside, Wyatt wondered if Librarian Junior knew or suspected him about being a World Calamity Tree. Wyatt wondered if this was the real reason for his special treatment of the Infinity Library and if everything else about helping pixies become independent was just a cover story.

'Argh!' Wyatt screamed in frustration, unable to understand why the Librarian Jr assigned Dredre as his pixie. He wanted to go through the recorded memory of his talk with the Librarian Jr to see if he missed something during their conversation.

'Click'

Just as Wyatt was lost in thought, a sharp crack pierced the air, jolting him back to reality. He instinctively glanced down to find a fracture snaking its way across the surface of his turtle shell shield, the protective barrier that had shielded him thus far. It was a stark reminder of the imminent danger he faced.

His attention quickly shifted to the celestial blood-rule slave, whose domain exerted an escalating pressure, evident in the pulsating energy around them. Wyatt's gaze rose to the sky, where he observed the once-distant crimson orb looming larger and more menacing than before. The celestial blood-rule slave was drawing nearer, its ominous presence intensifying with each passing moment.

Wyatt's mind was a battleground of uncertainty and tension as he grappled with the dire circumstances surrounding him. The turtle shell shield, his sole protection against the overwhelming pressure of the blood-rule domain, served as a grim reminder of his vulnerability. Without its shielding embrace, his physical form would have succumbed to the crushing force long before.

Inside the blood rule source, Wyatt felt acutely aware of his insignificance. It was a realm meant for beings of immense power, far beyond his own meager capabilities. Even a ruler-

class individual would struggle to endure the relentless onslaught of this domain, let alone someone of Wyatt's modest strength. He knew he didn't belong here, a fact underscored by the reckless schemes of the dragon that had ensnared him in this perilous predicament.

As frustration and anger welled within him, Wyatt cursed the Elder Anesthesia Dragon for the circumstances that had led him here. If not for worrying about the Dragon learning about his deepest secret Wyatt would have long fled this battlefield.

Wyatt regularly kept checking in with the devil merchant code to see if he could use his devil merchant code privilege. As long as, the celestial blood rule slave did not have any means to counter the little authority the devil merchant code had in the blood rule source Wyatt had nothing to worry about but nothing was set in stone yet.

'Raukaul, the turtle shell shield won't hold much longer. Can you get me out of here?' Wyatt asked the Dragon, urgency dripping from his words. He directed his request to the Elder Anesthesia Dragon, aware that the shield provided by the dragon was on the brink of collapse under the relentless assault of the celestial blood-rule slave's domain's pressure.

Wyatt's request wasn't for bolstered defenses; he knew that prolonging the inevitable would only delay his escape. Instead, he implored the dragon to utilize its escape plan, the very means it had prepared to use the moment when the two apex ruler-class beings clashed in a cataclysmic showdown.

With a mixture of uncertainty and determination, Wyatt urged the dragon to prioritize his safety above all else. He understood the risks involved in the confrontation between the celestial blood-rule slave and the deviant devil, and he refused to be a mere causality in their deadly battle.

As he awaited the dragon's response, Wyatt braced himself for whatever method of extraction the stupid creature had devised, clinging to the hope of a swift and decisive retreat from the battlefield before it was too late.


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