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Chapter 545: Chapter 543: Crimson Legacy

“Ivan, maybe you should let it probe first.”

Having come to this strange little world, Hardy had thought it would be a tough fight, but the situation turned out to be so peculiar, and even more peculiar was that Ivan seemed to have become reckless.

After much contemplation, he couldn’t help but give a reminder.

He was referring to the black-bearded puppet creature, which after arriving in this little world, had exhibited an abnormal excitement in its demeanor and had also flown near the mountain range, its pair of eyes fixed unblinkingly on the blood-colored battle banner above, deeply exemplifying the term ‘drooling with desire.’

“Okay.”

At that time, Ivan’s thinking indeed had been somewhat disturbed, but it didn’t affect his judgment of the situation, and he didn’t reject President Hardy’s suggestion.

…

At his signal, the black-bearded puppet creature dashed toward the mountain peak unrestrained, like a wild horse with its reins let loose.

“Ssss ssss ssss—-”

The black-bearded puppet creature was also continuously emitting excited whinnies from its mouth.

Ivan heard it clearly, which translated to ‘mine mine mine,’ repeated over and over, revealing its inner greed, likely a residual obsession left by its black-bearded master.

“Get lost! You filthy little worm, don’t touch me with your dirty body.”

Locke’s expression changed again as he cast all sorts of disdain and scolding at the approaching black-bearded puppet creature.

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Despite some hesitation, backed by Ivan’s support, the black-bearded puppet creature firmly continued to draw nearer.

“Ssss!”

Before long, the black-bearded puppet creature came close, its many black beards and tentacles lunging all at once at the blood-colored battle banner.

Upon seeing this, the blood-colored battle banner finally snapped.

The banner began to flutter violently, old scenes re-emerging, as a thick wave of Supreme Red light burst forth and rapidly spread throughout.

In an instant, the Supreme Red light sealed off the space around the black-bearded puppet creature, freezing it in place as if its massive form was petrified.

Within the Supreme Red light, numerous fine black threads opportunistically infiltrated the black-bearded puppet creature’s body.

“Nicely done.”

Ivan sensed something and couldn’t help but brighten his eyes, starting to contend with the other party for control over the black-bearded puppet creature, hoping to learn more about the opponent.

When two powers struggle, the one who suffers is the body’s host.

The black-bearded puppet creature’s expression fluctuated wildly, obviously in great pain, but the two who fought for dominion ignored this, allowing it to instinctively strengthen itself, greedily absorbing the Supreme Red light and causing its body to unnaturally swell.

After a short while, there was a thunderous explosion, and bits of flesh splattered everywhere.

The black-bearded puppet creature was thus obliterated, and the struggle for control came to an end.

The next battle for possession was imminent.

Ivan’s eyes were fixed on Locke.

Locke was his ‘One Body Three Manifestations’ clone, critically important, and Ivan, who had read the book ‘Soul Cycle,’ knew this well.

According to the One Body Multiple Manifestations Secret Technique, the Secret Method Body Double had four stages: adaptation, Blood and Flesh Cycle, Soul Cycle, and undying symbiosis, with the ultimate goal of any surviving part enabling the resurrection of the others.

After understanding the situation, Ivan knew that ‘undying symbiosis’ was merely a fantasy of Tanaya’s.

Theoretically possible, but in reality, not so.

He wouldn’t let Locke fall here and naturally wouldn’t treat him the same way he had the black-bearded puppet creature; a different approach was needed.

“Locke, come over here quick.”

Ivan had reached the top of the ridge, a fair distance from both Locke and the blood-colored battle banner, and he called out to Locke.

“Right away!” Locke hurriedly and eagerly approached him, much like the previous black-bearded puppet creature.

“No way, boss, this guy has no good intentions!” When Locke got within ten meters of him, he suddenly stopped, reverting once again to his former demeanor.

“Come here!” Ivan commanded.

As both authorities agreed, Locke naturally couldn’t resist, and he obediently merged into Ivan’s body.

Locke was Ivan’s Secret Method Body Double and could naturally attach to him, but this time, Locke brought something that resembled a black rope.

At the crucial moment, the Star Soul Hand was deployed once again.

A faintly red-glowing mandible appeared and accurately entwined the black rope that was about to burrow into his body.

Red against black.

Thus began their confrontation, neither able to best the other for a time.

In response, the Blood-colored Battle Banner readied to repeat its trick, its surface accelerating in motion, and the crimson light pierced through layers of space, enveloping the area where Ivan was.

At the foothills of the mountains, Hardy and Philomena exchanged a glance and decisively chose to act, sending out a warning again.

“Ivan, you’ve got your man; it’s time to retreat!”

“Got it.”

Hearing this, without a word, Ivan leaped down from the mountain ridge.

His action triggered an even more intense chain reaction. The dragon-shaped black bug on the Blood-colored Battle Banner moved, spewing a black cord and pursuing the rapidly retreating Ivan.

Its speed was astonishing.

The red mandible met the black cord in combat, emitting a dull sound on impact.

This time, the confrontation was brief; the red mandible was soon overwhelmed, and the remaining black cord surged into Ivan’s body, where a ghostly dragon-shaped black bug could be faintly discerned.

Seconds later, the three of them broke through the void portal, returning to the familiar valley.

“You’ve finally returned.”

Seeing the three unharmed, Philomena, who had been guarding the array dais, finally let her lifted heart settle.

Hardy, however, was not pleased, casting a stern look at someone.

“Ivan, what was that just now?”

“I was a bit too presumptuous.”

“Just too presumptuous?”

“Indeed, I was too presumptuous. I misjudged the difficulty of that dragon-shaped black bug. The President need not worry about me; I have made preparations and will certainly not allow for any oversight.”

Ivan understood that President Hardy was concerned about any potential problems with him, so he quickly made a guarantee.

His confession of being presumptuous was no falsehood—he indeed had misjudged the situation. On the one hand, he had underestimated the capability of the dragon-shaped black bug, and on the other, he had misjudged the impact of his world entry.

Reflecting back, his behavior and conduct indeed deviated from his usual style, making it hard to deny the interference from the smaller world.

However, his analysis was also spot-on. From the fact that the dragon-shaped black bug did not relentlessly pursue during their escape, one could discern some clues.

As he had previously analyzed, the dragon-shaped black bug had chosen him, seeking to pass on something inherited from the Supreme Red’s legacy, to replace the Black Mandible Overlord.

Clearly, this was an inheritance fraught with malicious intent.

With a fail-safe in place, it wouldn’t hurt to tentatively accept the inheritance. Put differently, this time he and the dragon-shaped black bug had a mutual understanding.

“I’ve asked around. The Supreme Red, the ruler of the Scarlet Legion, fell in the Fairy World, seemingly making some grave mistake, crushed by the forces of heaven and earth to the point of obliteration. In such a case, a revival through any means is nearly impossible.”

Ivan thought for a moment and added.

This was what Mavis had told him not long ago. As for why the Supreme Red faced heavenly retribution, the other party didn’t specify, merely stressing that there was no possibility of the Supreme Red being reborn in any form.

“The will of another world?” Philomena said, tongue-tied.

“Yes,” Ivan nodded.

“No wonder you dared to take such a risk; turns out you were taking advantage of the fact that there’s nobody backing the other side,” Philomena quipped.

“You should take good care of yourself.”

Hardy was not one to meddle in others’ affairs. Seeing Ivan so certain, he didn’t press further and concluded the topic with his remark.

Half an hour later, the four of them tidied up everything in the valley and headed back to East Capital together.

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