Chapter 305 Borrowed Body

The danger predicted by Ms. Nanette Drew had not arrived by half past ten.

Yet Li Mochen did not doubt her, for now that he had entered the state of 'Heart of Heaven Illumination', he could clearly sense a thick murderous intent brewing and lurking in the city, directed at the Unicorn Apartments.

For him going out alone, it would likely be a fatal danger, but who could blame him for being at home, right beside Hazel? In such a state, it was indeed a mere scratch.

At this moment, Li Mochen was experiencing and familiarizing himself with the sensation of manipulating Hazel's body.

The Divine Thunder Sect had many methods for manipulating others' bodies, but most involved high-level cultivators forcibly controlling low-level ones; another part relied on artifacts or illusions, yet if one wished to 'overcome the superior from below' during the process, considerable risk was still required.

Li Mochen's current cultivation was only at the seventh level, a full tier below Hazel, and his skill in illusions was limited. Fortunately, his soul had recovered considerably and was now quite strong, and his sister Hazel was willing to trust him wholeheartedly, cooperating without reservation.

At this moment, the girl, following his instructions, completely contracted her spirit, shrinking into a corner of her brain. Li Mochen smoothly took control of her Calamity Flame, her demigod-level draconic power, and could even draw some strength from the seal.

With Li Mochen's understanding of power and the 'Great Dao', he could master it instantly. Yet with more time to familiarize himself, he could unleash even greater combat strength.

Just as his consciousness entered Hazel's body, a surge of emotion rose within his mind.

"Is this... Calamity? Misfortune?"

Within Hazel's body, Li Mochen sensed two forces, or rather two 'laws', also known as 'Great Dao', 'Mysteries', or 'Divine Authority'.

They were ethereal and elusive, but Li Mochen was too familiar with them, for in his prime, he had felt similar forces inside the 'Divine Thunder Spirit Fortune Purple Gold Pagoda', though the latter was more complete, refined, and concise.

"Does this come from the Calamity Flame Dragon Maiden? No, it should be inherent in Hazel's own bloodline. Speaking of which, over a month ago, Karl mentioned to me that the ancestor of the Wiltonshtain family, the saint Rudolf von Hohenstaufen, likely bathed in the blood of the Calamity Dragon God Diesfalk after slaying him, stealing power from that dragon god. Calamity and misfortune—are these the authorities of the Calamity Dragon God?"

"How interesting. A demigod already possessing divine authority—Hazel, your future is truly something to look forward to."

At this moment, not only was Li Mochen's soul rejoicing for Hazel, but the corners of his physical body's lips also curled into a pleased arc.

Just then, Li Mochen sensed something again, turning his crimson-glowing pupils toward the floor-to-ceiling window. Hazel's unreserved 'True Dragon Vision' allowed him to see through the rows of buildings ahead as if they were nothing, even illuminating the void and revealing a six-story 'Magic Tower' hidden in a spatial rift.

"They're here—"

"Here?"

Nanette Drew, wine glass in hand, looked blankly in the direction of 'Hazel's' gaze but saw nothing. Yet she did not doubt the other's words. At this moment, the strangely behaving girl would surely not be joking with her. The black flames burning on the girl's body, along with the overwhelming magical source and aura, all proclaimed her power.

"My final suggestion is that you should gather more people. I don't know exactly what strength Miss Hazel possesses, but the power of a legendary level is something that words in books or images on television can hardly capture. Or perhaps you could notify the apartment management to strengthen their defenses."

At this moment, inside the duplex apartment, there was only a maid named Isadora Wicks and Li Mochen's assistant, Alyssa Targaryen.

Then her boss, Andrew Lee Wiltonshtain, sat with eyes closed in a corner of the living room, in an unknown state.

In Nanette's view, the situation was bound to be grim. She instinctively pinched an object in her pocket.

If the worst happened, this was the only thing that could save her life.

"I appreciate your好意, Ms. Drew, but they probably won't reach the apartment."

At this moment, pure black scales began to appear on 'Hazel's' body.

"I must also apologize—you won't be able to witness this storm firsthand."

As these words were spoken, 'Hazel's' figure flickered and completely vanished from the living room, the glass walls posing no obstacle.

...

At the 'Necropolis' Magic Tower, Edmund Basque stood proudly at the edge of this floating-island-like land, coldly observing the front of the tower.

This was a demiplane formed by the tower's powerful energy within a spatial rift, surrounded by murky spatial barriers. Yet for a legendary shadow-walker, this was hardly an obstacle. He had already taken in most of Atlanta, including the distant target—the Unicorn Apartments.

"Your task is to break into the 39th floor of the Unicorn Apartments after Linde breaches its magical defense array!"

A young man in purple robes, with a cold and haughty demeanor, spoke. With a flick of his finger, water vapor in the air quickly gathered, forming an image in midair.

"Exert all your strength to eliminate and kill this person!"

"That fighting star? Andrew Lee Wiltonshtain?"

Edmund glanced at the image. "Seems unnecessary? Linde could handle it."

Linde Embers—a legendary second-rank lich, was currently stationed inside this magic tower.

And a six-story magic tower was an extremely powerful existence. For a legendary spellcaster, such a construct was like a cannon to a gunner.

"But this is Atlanta after all."

The purple-robed young man swept a cold gaze. "He's no ordinary person. According to the latest intelligence, he has at least five or six 17th-level subordinates. Edmund, I don't want any accidents."

"Fine!"

Edmund shrugged. "But Richard, being from the Wiltonshtain family and possessing such private military force, I'd guess his identity is quite important, right? Maybe among the top ten heirs of the Wiltonshtain family. This could well be a war with the Wiltonshtain family. Are you sure you want to do this?"

The purple-robed young man's face showed a sneer. "Edmund Basque, are you afraid? Or do you lack confidence in killing him?"

"Lack confidence? Are you trying to provoke me?"

The legendary shadow-walker named Edmund Basque couldn't help but laugh. "I've seen a short combat video of that kid. His combat skills are impressive, truly astonishing for his age. Maybe he's already broken through to the Extraordinary level, but I don't think he can escape my assassination."

"Then that's settled!"

The purple-robed young man nodded slightly. "Rest assured, Edmund. He's just a mixed-blood bastard; don't take his surname too seriously. Though I don't know where he recruited so many top-tier Extraordinary-levels, it's probably related to his father and the support of the Nathan Sports Group. I've communicated with several key figures among the third generation of the Wiltonshtain family, and they all dismiss him, never acknowledging him as a member. So, I guarantee that after you kill him, no one will pursue the matter!"