Genius Noble With System
Chapter 266: Black Flame Sovereign

Chapter 266: Black Flame Sovereign

Apollo calmed his mind and started to move ahead, as no matter what he did, he had to find out about the place and where he really was.

He travelled for some minutes and found this place was similar to the Infernal Destruction Realm, but it had a completely different aura in the air. Although it is still a world filled with flames, it somehow still has vitality, like it is full of life.

He also didn’t feel much suppression of any physical or spiritual powers. Although this place is still advantageous to fire law users, he can still show ninety per cent of his power.

"Hmm, who’s there?" Apollo shouted as he felt someone approaching.

He stopped in his tracks, his senses sharpening as he focused on the presence nearing him. The subtle shifts in the air, the faint sound of footsteps crunching against the charred earth. His divine body tensed, ready for anything.

From the fiery haze ahead, a figure emerged. It was a humanoid, but not entirely human. The being was slender and tall, with skin that glowed faintly like molten lava. Fiery red hair cascaded down its back, and its eyes burned with an inner light, like twin embers. It wore a flowing robe made of flickering flames.

The figure stopped several meters from Apollo, studying him with an intensity that felt almost tangible. When it spoke, its voice was melodic yet carried a sharp edge.

"Who are you? This is the realm of the Black Flame Sovereign created by the great Black Flame Sovereign. Humans aren’t allowed here. Quickly state your purpose, human, otherwise die!!!"

Apollo’s eyes narrowed. "Realm of the Black Flame Sovereign, huh?" He crossed his arms, masking his unease with confidence.

"Black Flame Sovereign Realm? Who is Black Flame Sovereign? He felt confused and asked.

"How dare you, puny human, not know about the Great Black Sovereign?" I will kill you for blasphemy."

And then he took out a great flame sword, and his aura soared.

"Fuck, your screw is loose; not knowing about Black Sovereign is blasphemy." Apollo cursed, looking at the fanatic guy.

The fiery figure’s eyes flared with unbridled rage at Apollo’s words. The flames around him surged wildly, igniting the ground beneath his feet as his aura intensified. He gripped the flaming sword tightly, its heat warping the air around it.

"Ignorant human! Your very presence here is an affront, and your insolence compounds it! Prepare to be cleansed by the flames of the Black Flame Sovereign!"

Apollo raised a brow, exhaling sharply. "Cleansed? Are you hearing yourself? I ask a question, and you’re ready to go full pyromaniac on me. This is why fanatics are the worst."

The fiery figure roared, raising his flaming sword high as it blazed brighter, becoming a torrent of fire that seemed to pierce the sky. The oppressive heat of the realm intensified as the ground cracked and molten streams emerged around them.

He rolled his eyes. "Alright, since talking is clearly not your thing, I guess we’re doing this the hard way."

Although he could not tell accurately the exact strength, as it seemed the guy in front of him followed an unknown power system, from the aura he felt, it was still in the Void God level’s range.

He wanted to test his current strength, and it was a perfect opportunity to test his current strength after his body, spirit, and soul all broke through and reached the fourth turn.

With lightning speed he moved, creating shock waves that tore the land and came flying towards the fanatic guy.

Although surprised, the fanatic guy quickly also swung his great flame sword, and both of them collided with one another.

Boom!

The clash between Apollo’s fist and the fanatic’s flaming sword created a shockwave so powerful that it rippled through the fiery realm. Space around the impact point cracked and distorted, while waves of searing heat and crackling lightning burst outward, carving deep trenches into the molten ground.

The fanatic’s eyes widened as he stumbled back a few steps, his grip on the flaming sword tightening. "Impossible! A mere human with such power?"

Apollo smirked, shaking his hand briefly. "You idiotic bastard, if you had behaved well from the start, I might have left you easily, but now you are going to be my practice dummy and believe me, it isn’t going to be forgettable experience."

He already felt the strength of the guy in front of him was between the middle and late stages of Void God. If it was before the breakthrough, it would have been somewhat troublesome, but now he should be able to handle it.

"Lunar Law eternal Ice Age."

He quickly used his lunar law to create an Ice Age-like environment in the fiery pit. Although his law was especially countered by the power of flames here, it still could not stop the chill as it expanded in all directions, weakening his enemy.

Ice crystals formed in the air, and a layer of frost crept across the molten ground, solidifying the once-molten landscape into a glacial expanse.

The fanatic staggered, his flaming aura flickering erratically. "W-What is this? Impossible!"

He growled, trying to channel more flames into his sword from within his body, but the freezing environment dulled his fire, making his movements sluggish.

While he was struggling, a flying kick came to his face, but he couldn’t evade it because of the chill.

Boom!

He sent flying, crashing hundreds of meters, destroying land masses while creating large craters. His face distorted, struggling to stand up.

But he didn’t get a chance as Apollo didn’t stop for a moment and appeared behind him, jamming his fist into his face again, sending him to eat the dirt.

"Now, how about it feels like talking?" Apollo asked with an evil smile.

The fanatic guy had barely enough strength left to talk, but it still roared with all his strength.

"How dare you, intruder? You wouldn’t survive; stop this quickly and surrender in the name of the Great Black Flame sovereign!"

"Looks like you still have quite a strength left. Then let’s continue."

"Bang! Bang! Boom!...

Only after beating him a few more times was he able to let it speak a few things about the place.

The fanatic coughed, blood staining the ice beneath him as his strength ebbed away.

"You’re stubborn, I’ll give you that," Apollo said, his voice calm yet dripping with menace. "But I have all day. So, either you talk, or I’ll keep going until there’s nothing left of you to talk."

The fanatic glared up at Apollo, his eyes filled with defiance. But the fire within them had dimmed considerably. He spat out a mouthful of blood and finally croaked, "You... have no idea what you’re doing. This realm... it’s sacred. Intruders like you are destined to perish."

Apollo crouched down, grabbing the fanatic by the collar and lifting him slightly. His icy-blue eyes bore into the fanatic’s soul. "You’re not saying anything useful. Why don’t we skip the threats and get to the part where you tell me about the Black Flame Sovereign and this place?"

The fanatic hesitated, his pride battling with the reality of his situation. After a few moments, he muttered, "Black Flame Sovereign is naturally the strong, mighty being that was born at the beginning of the creation with unimaginable power and is said to be the father of all flames."

"And naturally the Black Flame Sovereign Realm is a separate dimension created by the father of all flames."

Apollo stopped in his tracks, letting the fanatic’s words sink in. He turned his gaze back toward the battered figure on the ground, his expression a mix of curiosity and confusion. "Father of all flames, huh? Born at the beginning of creation?"

"Don’t tell me the sovereign is the legendary Black Lotus flames that were born in the beginning."

"Yes, Sovereign’s true form is the Black Lotus Flame, the strongest flame since the beginning of time." Fanatic nodded with a worshipping expression.

"Fuck! Didn’t the system tell me to save the Black Lotus Flame? How the hell am I supposed to save something so mighty—something that can open a whole dimension and is literally the father of all flames?"

"Fucking stupid system. Send me back! How is it even possible for me to protect someone like that—someone who could kill me a thousand times over in the blink of an eye? And from enemies who are probably even stronger than him? Fuck!"

He glared at the empty air as if he was looking at a system.

"System, are you listening?!" He barked. "You’ve seriously overestimated me this time. What am I supposed to do against threats stronger than the Black Lotus Flame? Should I just sign my own death warrant while I’m at it?"

The system’s cold, mechanical voice chimed in, as calm and emotionless as ever.

[The mission has been issued. Failure is not an option.]

The answer from the system pissed him off more, but he cannot do anything about it. "Calm, let’s be calm. There had to be some way or some catch in the task."