Chapter 464 - 143: Mother and Son Join Forces! Invincible

Chapter 464: Chapter 143: Mother and Son Join Forces! Invincible

With that, Su Moyi didn’t even wait for Frost Throat Hosen to object before continuing with the sacrifice.

Frost Throat Hosen opened his mouth, but ultimately, he said nothing to stop her.

By now, the Sacrificial Array had already been completed. Su Moyi raised her Magic Staff high, chanting an ancient and profane Abyssal Spell.

The sound was like millions of insects gnawing on bone; merely hearing it was enough to make one’s skin crawl.

"O great Lord of a Thousand Tendrils, Moragis, hear the call of your faithful servant... With flesh as the offering and souls as the guide, I bid you descend and enjoy this feast of souls..."

As her impassioned chant echoed, the Sacrificial Array, empowered by the blood, flared to life, and a crimson light shot into the heavens.

Soon.

The space in the center of the plaza began to warp. An invisible fissure was slowly torn open, and a terrifying will from the Abyss descended through the rift.

In an instant.

As if drawn by some unseen force, dense Abyssal Demonic Qi converged frantically, coalescing in midair to form a colossal projection.

It was none other than the Lord of a Thousand Tendrils, Moragis.

Although much smaller than its true form beneath the Sea of Shattered Stars, the projection was still over a hundred meters tall. Countless thick tentacles writhed wildly in the air, each one covered in gruesome eyeballs that radiated a madness-inducing malevolence.

As the projection solidified...

ROOOOAR—

A deafening roar echoed across the land, and a terrifying pressure instantly filled the sky, blanketing the entire camp.

The students’ faces went deathly pale. The weaker-willed among them collapsed, soiling themselves in terror. Others, faring slightly better, clutched their heads and wept, their minds on the verge of shattering. Some even began to foam at the mouth before passing out completely.

"Hahaha! Great Lord of a Thousand Tendrils, enjoy this feast of blood and souls!" Su Moyi cackled madly, the dense cluster of eyeballs on her hideous face gleaming with fanaticism.

These students were the elite of the younger generation; their blood and souls were worth more than a hundred times that of an ordinary person.

’Once the Lord of a Thousand Tendrils, Moragis, finishes consuming these offerings, it will surely benefit immensely. The recovery of its true body will be within reach, and breaking free from its prison in the Sea of Shattered Stars will only be a matter of time.’

The thought of the Lord of a Thousand Tendrils descending upon the world once more made Su Moyi tremble with excitement, the gleam in her eyes growing ever more deranged.

Master Gwen’s skin crawled, and the nonchalant facade he had carefully constructed finally shattered.

He quickly brandished his Magic Staff. Wind Elements surged wildly around him, forming layers of cyan shields to protect the other teaching assistants and students.

Dazzling Holy Light burst forth from around Master Lianna. Her clasped hands trembled as she prayed ceaselessly and fervently to the great Lord of Light, begging for a divine miracle.

Even Frost Throat Hosen couldn’t help but look apprehensive upon seeing the projection of Moragis.

Although it was only a projection, its power incalculably weaker than its true form, it still exerted an immense pressure on him.

’If we were to fight one-on-one,’ he thought, ’I might not even be a match for this projection.’

’However, if the projection dares to attack me, I have ways to defend myself. I might even be able to teach it a lesson.’

Only Shivana Windrunner, despite her nervousness, felt a secret stir of anticipation and excitement.

She had seen Lynch effortlessly dominate the entire exam and had personally watched him grind Grand Mage Buddy’s dignity into the dust. Because of this, she had never doubted Lynch’s intellect, strategy, or judgment.

That was why she had chosen to trust him the very moment he’d approached her.

’Since that kid dared to let Su Moyi summon the projection of the Lord of a Thousand Tendrils,’ she thought, ’he must have some world-shaking ace up his sleeve.’

Therefore, Shivana fought the urge to raise her bow and fire at the projection. Her fingers gripped the bowstring tightly as she waited patiently for the right moment to arrive.

However, before she saw any sign of Lynch, one of the Lord of a Thousand Tendrils’ tentacles shot out as if it had spotted a delicacy, coiling violently around the collapsed form of Karl von Hohenlohe.

In the creature’s perception, this body’s blood was the most fragrant, and its soul was far purer than the others’.

It was no wonder the creature felt this way. Carl was, after all, the Chief of the Imperial Capital Academy, cultivated with great care. Although Lynch had shattered his courage, his fundamental training was undeniably solid.

"Aah! Help! Help me!" Carl was scared out of his mind, squirming desperately in an attempt to flee.

But he was a captive and already bound; how could he possibly escape?

In the blink of an eye, the thick tentacle ensnared him and yanked him into the air.

He screamed wretchedly and struggled with all his might, but he couldn’t break free.

As if foreseeing his own certain death, his mind finally shattered. His wailing pleas for mercy turned into furious curses. "You monster! My grandfather is a duke! Our family won’t let you get away with this! Aaaah—"

But it was no use. The tentacle coiled ever tighter, about to drag him toward the massive, tooth-filled abyssal maw.

Suddenly.

A lazy voice echoed from above the camp: "Carl, say ’Daddy Lynch, save me,’ and you’ll live."