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Chapter 502
chapter 371 part 1
Chapter 369: Buried Memories, a Ruined Nation
2025-06-11 Author: Amnesty L
Primordial Magic?
Evileye, clutched in a coarse, giant dragon claw, rapidly contemplated the crimson dragon lord's question. Behind her white mask, her youthful face showed a blank expression.
What is that... Tier Magic?
It probably isn't.
Evileye searched her memories, certain that she had never heard of something called "Primordial Magic."
This left Evileye, who had been preparing to stall for time with words, unsure of how to answer.
If she replied carelessly without any information, there was a high probability she would instead infuriate the crimson dragon lord before her.
"Unlucky" was not a strong enough word to describe her current predicament.
With her power, there were few beings in this world who could defeat her. This wasn't confidence, but a fact.
Even that annoying old woman had to resort to some tricks to win, though that old woman was actually the same age as her.
How should I answer!
Just say I don't know?
Evileye's mind was taut with tension, her heart filled with hesitation, afraid that speaking up would lead to her companions' deaths.
Considering the crimson dragon lord's terrifying attack strength, the bodies of Lakyus and the others might not even remain intact, making it highly likely that the conditions for casting resurrection magic could not be met.
Seeing Evileye's hesitation, a glint of molten gold flashed through Tang Zheng's golden dragon eyes. This undoubtedly revealed a crucial piece of information.
Evileye didn't know the reason for her own survival!
200 years ago.
Evileye had once joined the Thirteen Heroes, adventuring all over the world with them and subjugating demon gods.
The Platinum Dragon Lord knew Evileye.
If Tang Zheng remembered correctly, the Platinum Dragon Lord, in front of one of the Thirteen Heroes, Rigrit Bers Caurau, had called Evileye "a particularly active companion in the battle against the Insect Demon God."
Of course, the Platinum Dragon Lord that Evileye knew was an avatar operating the *Platinum Armor*.
Tang Zheng's gaze narrowed slightly.
He knew Evileye possessed Primordial Magic due to his advantage in information, not because he could sense it. After all, he had never even come into contact with Primordial Magic, so how could he possibly sense its power?
But did the Platinum Dragon Lord, who had indirect contact with Evileye, know?
Two possibilities.
One: The Platinum Dragon Lord, by indirectly controlling his armor, was unable to sense the Primordial Magic on Evileye. Or, the specialty of her innate ability made it so that not even a True Dragon Lord could sense the Primordial Magic she possessed.
Two: The Platinum Dragon Lord knew but deliberately concealed it for unknown reasons.
"I don't know what this Primordial Magic you speak of is." Evileye bit her lip, her red eyes trembling.
"Ignorant."
Tang Zheng leaned his neck forward, his massive dragon head casting a shadow over Evileye. His voice was still arrogant:
"To possess the power of Primordial Magic yet be completely unaware of it. You foolish mortal."
"I can sense that you are not a natural undead. The immense power you wield, far surpassing that of an ant, is entirely dependent on Primordial Magic."
"Tell me!"
"Where did you come into contact with this power, and who was that True Dragon Lord?"
A majestic and domineering voice echoed through the air.
The countermeasures Evileye was rapidly devising, her worries for her companions, and all other emotions suddenly vanished. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
As if in a trance, a loving and gentle female face appeared in the depths of her memory.
"Keno, a sorcerer must rely more on feeling than a magician..."
Then—a blinding white light!
It was an immense, unimaginable, terrifying magic power, like a great tidal wave, that defied description.
Excruciating pain.
So painful she couldn't even make a sound.
"Child..."
"Run... Uwaaaah!"
"Teleportation... failed... blocked..."
Evileye's body trembled even more violently as the blurry memories hidden in her mind suddenly came rushing back like a tide.
—Just like that time!
Teleportation was blocked!
"It was you! It was you!!" Evileye suddenly let out a somewhat shrill, agonized wail.
The voice disguised by her white magic mask seemed to completely fail at that moment, reverting to the high-pitched voice of an immature child.
On the ground.
Lying weakly on the ground, Gagaran and Lakyus had looks of astonishment on their faces. They had never seen Evileye, who always liked to put on airs and give everyone a sense of security, lose control like this.
"Evileye..."
Lakyus's verdant eyes were filled with worry. She clenched her fists tightly, biting her lip so hard that blood trickled down her pale skin.
"Has she gone mad?"
Tang Zheng watched Evileye struggling in his palm and spoke coolly, "If she's of no use, then I'll just kill them all."
Of course, despite his words, Tang Zheng made no move to attack.
A normal creature, when subjected to intense stimulation, might go mad and lose control, but the undead possess the ability of "Mental Effect Nullification."
This passive wasn't just immunity to mental attacks; it also included one's own emotions. Just like the Bone King, no matter how much his emotions fluctuated, they would quickly be suppressed.
"Don't!"
Sure enough, upon hearing Tang Zheng say he would kill the members of Blue Rose, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on Evileye, and she instantly sobered up.
It wasn't this dragon lord before her!
That terrifying, indescribable magic power... even with her memories blurred, Evileye could still recognize that it was a power far greater than that of the crimson dragon lord in front of her.
In her memory, the strongest being she had ever seen was the Platinum Dragon Lord, yet even the Platinum Dragon Lord probably wasn't as strong as that terrifying power.
Evileye's thoughts gradually cleared. Looking through her white mask at the crimson dragon lord before her, her heart still churned with emotion.
This time, it wasn't anger, but an irrepressible hope!
Over 200 years ago, the reason she left her country and joined the Thirteen Heroes was to find a way to save everyone. It was just that—unconsciously, it seemed she had forgotten that purpose.
It was because as her power grew, she came to understand more and more that it was impossible to turn everyone back.
But... but...
Evileye's throat spasmed slightly from swallowing too hard, and her voice trembled, "Can you tell me what Primordial Magic is, and what a True Dragon Lord is?"
"I can tell you everything I know!"
Evileye realized that she had never been so close to the truth of the past—the enemy that had destroyed her country and turned everyone into the undead.
The vertical pupils of molten gold stared quietly at Evileye.
Suddenly, the dragon claw loosened.
Chapter 369: Buried Memories, a Ruined Nation
2025-06-11 Author: Amnesty L
Primordial Magic?
Evileye, clutched in a coarse, giant dragon claw, rapidly contemplated the crimson dragon lord's question. Behind her white mask, her youthful face showed a blank expression.
What is that... Tier Magic?
It probably isn't.
Evileye searched her memories, certain that she had never heard of something called "Primordial Magic."
This left Evileye, who had been preparing to stall for time with words, unsure of how to answer.
If she replied carelessly without any information, there was a high probability she would instead infuriate the crimson dragon lord before her.
"Unlucky" was not a strong enough word to describe her current predicament.
With her power, there were few beings in this world who could defeat her. This wasn't confidence, but a fact.
Even that annoying old woman had to resort to some tricks to win, though that old woman was actually the same age as her.
How should I answer!
Just say I don't know?
Evileye's mind was taut with tension, her heart filled with hesitation, afraid that speaking up would lead to her companions' deaths.
Considering the crimson dragon lord's terrifying attack strength, the bodies of Lakyus and the others might not even remain intact, making it highly likely that the conditions for casting resurrection magic could not be met.
Seeing Evileye's hesitation, a glint of molten gold flashed through Tang Zheng's golden dragon eyes. This undoubtedly revealed a crucial piece of information.
Evileye didn't know the reason for her own survival!
200 years ago.
Evileye had once joined the Thirteen Heroes, adventuring all over the world with them and subjugating demon gods.
The Platinum Dragon Lord knew Evileye.
If Tang Zheng remembered correctly, the Platinum Dragon Lord, in front of one of the Thirteen Heroes, Rigrit Bers Caurau, had called Evileye "a particularly active companion in the battle against the Insect Demon God."
Of course, the Platinum Dragon Lord that Evileye knew was an avatar operating the *Platinum Armor*.
Tang Zheng's gaze narrowed slightly.
He knew Evileye possessed Primordial Magic due to his advantage in information, not because he could sense it. After all, he had never even come into contact with Primordial Magic, so how could he possibly sense its power?
But did the Platinum Dragon Lord, who had indirect contact with Evileye, know?
Two possibilities.
One: The Platinum Dragon Lord, by indirectly controlling his armor, was unable to sense the Primordial Magic on Evileye. Or, the specialty of her innate ability made it so that not even a True Dragon Lord could sense the Primordial Magic she possessed.
Two: The Platinum Dragon Lord knew but deliberately concealed it for unknown reasons.
"I don't know what this Primordial Magic you speak of is." Evileye bit her lip, her red eyes trembling.
"Ignorant."
Tang Zheng leaned his neck forward, his massive dragon head casting a shadow over Evileye. His voice was still arrogant:
"To possess the power of Primordial Magic yet be completely unaware of it. You foolish mortal."
"I can sense that you are not a natural undead. The immense power you wield, far surpassing that of an ant, is entirely dependent on Primordial Magic."
"Tell me!"
"Where did you come into contact with this power, and who was that True Dragon Lord?"
A majestic and domineering voice echoed through the air.
The countermeasures Evileye was rapidly devising, her worries for her companions, and all other emotions suddenly vanished. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
As if in a trance, a loving and gentle female face appeared in the depths of her memory.
"Keno, a sorcerer must rely more on feeling than a magician..."
Then—a blinding white light!
It was an immense, unimaginable, terrifying magic power, like a great tidal wave, that defied description.
Excruciating pain.
So painful she couldn't even make a sound.
"Child..."
"Run... Uwaaaah!"
"Teleportation... failed... blocked..."
Evileye's body trembled even more violently as the blurry memories hidden in her mind suddenly came rushing back like a tide.
—Just like that time!
Teleportation was blocked!
"It was you! It was you!!" Evileye suddenly let out a somewhat shrill, agonized wail.
The voice disguised by her white magic mask seemed to completely fail at that moment, reverting to the high-pitched voice of an immature child.
On the ground.
Lying weakly on the ground, Gagaran and Lakyus had looks of astonishment on their faces. They had never seen Evileye, who always liked to put on airs and give everyone a sense of security, lose control like this.
"Evileye..."
Lakyus's verdant eyes were filled with worry. She clenched her fists tightly, biting her lip so hard that blood trickled down her pale skin.
"Has she gone mad?"
Tang Zheng watched Evileye struggling in his palm and spoke coolly, "If she's of no use, then I'll just kill them all."
Of course, despite his words, Tang Zheng made no move to attack.
A normal creature, when subjected to intense stimulation, might go mad and lose control, but the undead possess the ability of "Mental Effect Nullification."
This passive wasn't just immunity to mental attacks; it also included one's own emotions. Just like the Bone King, no matter how much his emotions fluctuated, they would quickly be suppressed.
"Don't!"
Sure enough, upon hearing Tang Zheng say he would kill the members of Blue Rose, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on Evileye, and she instantly sobered up.
It wasn't this dragon lord before her!
That terrifying, indescribable magic power... even with her memories blurred, Evileye could still recognize that it was a power far greater than that of the crimson dragon lord in front of her.
In her memory, the strongest being she had ever seen was the Platinum Dragon Lord, yet even the Platinum Dragon Lord probably wasn't as strong as that terrifying power.
Evileye's thoughts gradually cleared. Looking through her white mask at the crimson dragon lord before her, her heart still churned with emotion.
This time, it wasn't anger, but an irrepressible hope!
Over 200 years ago, the reason she left her country and joined the Thirteen Heroes was to find a way to save everyone. It was just that—unconsciously, it seemed she had forgotten that purpose.
It was because as her power grew, she came to understand more and more that it was impossible to turn everyone back.
But... but...
Evileye's throat spasmed slightly from swallowing too hard, and her voice trembled, "Can you tell me what Primordial Magic is, and what a True Dragon Lord is?"
"I can tell you everything I know!"
Evileye realized that she had never been so close to the truth of the past—the enemy that had destroyed her country and turned everyone into the undead.
The vertical pupils of molten gold stared quietly at Evileye.
Suddenly, the dragon claw loosened.
