Adolf was seriously injured, and he was starving for a while now with no water to drink for a few days.
At that moment, he was already fully spent.
He was not sure why even when all of the powers were gathered, the so-called Heroic Spirit of Destiny did not appear. Regardless, this was his own choice, and he had no regrets.
“Hehe…” He forced out a grudging smile and did not want to respond at all.
“You’ve got guts.” Faldt sighed in appreciation. “But a pity, the stronger a person is, the faster they die in reality.”
“Just… kill me then,” Adolf said calmly.
The reason for him running away was to not drag anyone down with him.
Now that everything had turned out to be the ending he had anticipated, everything else was no longer important.
He will die.
And then he will bear all of the consequences himself. He would not drag anyone down, nor would he involve anyone.
“What a shame.” Faldt could see through the man’s intentions.
He let go of his hand and looked at the six bearers of the Sacred Vessel of Destiny he had caught.
“Underworld Hex.”
He raised his right hand.
“All order shall end in chaos. The shadow of radiance, the land of decay, I summon you, in the name of Faldt.”
A large amount of black hair appeared from his palm.
The countless hair was like the darkest of nights as they flowed across the entire ground of the hall.
“The Declaimer of the Underworld, my voice is the voice of the Underworld. With this sacrifice of flesh and blood, I summon my sleeping body within the Demiurge’s Pillar, here.”
Faldt lowered his hand as the hair from his palm was cut off at the root, as it scattered all across the ground like a living creature.
He walked slowly towards the six.
“Infernal Eye.”
He once again used another gaze technique.
This was a special sacrifice ritual gaze used to extract souls of living creatures. It could then be used the collected souls as a sacrifice, and magnify the effects of the ritual.
He walked to the front of the first person, his eyes gleaming with a purple-black triangular-shaped mark, and cast his gaze between the person’s eyes.
*Hiss…*
Very quickly, a faint bubble-like human figure slowly came out from the person’s body before turning into a long thin line and entering Faldt’s right eye.
“Number one.”
He continued to the second person.
Soon, another human-shaped soul was being extracted, quickly disappearing into his right eye.
Then came the third person.
Xie Qiaoyue leaned in a stupor on Adolf. As she looked at Faldt consuming souls one by one she was overcome by fear.
She, too, had inexplicably rushed to the gathering but was captured before succeeding with her mission.
As she had been starving for many days now, she was so weak to the point that she could not offer any resistance.
Shortly after, Faldt came before her as the pair of soul-snatching eyes stared straight at her.
He suddenly paused, as his attention was attracted by Adolf beside Xie Qiaoyue. After some hesitation, he walked over, and stood before Adolf, and decided to absorb the soul of this rather dubious person to avoid any incidents.
An invisible extraction force slowly roiled, as a bizarre energy field was unleashed from Faldt’s eyes, and engulfed Adolf within it.
The force started to rapidly consume Adolf’s body and attempted to extract his soul out of his body.
Just at that moment…
*Bam!!*
Suddenly, white light blasted out of Adolf’s body.
The light was extremely pure, yet majestic and holy, it took barely a moment to ward off the power of the soul-extraction.
Upon sensing the strength of the extraction force, the white light seemed to fluctuate as it immediately covered Adolf’s entire body.
“Hmmm?” Faldt was stunned for a moment. There was a power that could resist his Infernal Eye?”
He activated it once again, as he looked at Adolf with increased potency.
“Extract!”
With increased strength, the gaze triggered even more violent feedback from the white light.
An ethereal, powerful will was slowly waking from the light.
“Are you the one who had defeated my disciple?” The will slowly radiated its consciousness.
“Who are you?” Faldt’s gaze focused. His opposition could project his will through this pure power. This was not something anyone could do. It was clear that the person within the light was not your usual rabble.
“Me? I’m a nameless person.” The will within the white light spoke. “But, since I’ve awakened, that means my main body would have detected this as well.”
“So, you can defeat my disciple, but you cannot kill him. There are many failures one may have in their life, but as long as they do not die, I can give him another chance.”
“Cannot kill him?” Faldt sneered.
“This is my advice to you.” The will within the white light said. “For everyone else, they will have many other opportunities even if they fail. But you are different. since you have met me, then you have only one chance to respond to me.”
“Very well. Then my answer is.”
Faldt suddenly stuck his finger out.
*Stab!*
His fingertips were pointed directly at Adolf’s forehead.
A powerful surge of dark Underworld Force rushed into it and instantly destroyed Adolf’s brain.
“This is my answer.” He pulled his hand back. “Extract!”
Suddenly, the powerful, invisible soul-soul-snatching power rapidly strengthened. as it started to pry the light-blue transparent soul from Adolf’s body.
As an Underworld Declaimer, he feared no such threats.
No one in the human world was above his contempt, much less a will hidden within a light.
Along with a dreadful scream, the blue soul seemed to be pulled by both forces.
The holy light was trying to pull the soul back into the body, while the power of the Infernal Eye was trying to snatch the soul and absorb it into the eye.
“Very well.” The will within the white light smiled furiously. “We shall meet soon.”
He took a deep look at Faldt as the strength of the holy light quickly faded away. This bit of power was to in Adolf’s body to protect him, naturally, it could not withstand Faldt’s personal intervention.
“I shall wait for you here.” Faldt smiled as he grabbed onto Adolf’s soul, a deep purple magical circuit flashed within his eye.
…
Darkspirit Castle
Lin Sheng sat on the throne, his hair dropping as he sat there unmoving.
*Baammm!!*
Suddenly, he swept the low table before him away.
The force of his dragon’s strength sent the wine and pastries on the table flying as they smashed against the palace wall.
A dragon-shaped relief on the wall was smashed at the neck, as its head fell onto the ground and shattered.
“The Underworld Declaimer? Faldt?? Heh heh heh…”
He stood up before his trembling servants and took great strides towards the Hall of Yin and Yang in the rear.
Ever since he had mastered the Dark Wheel, everything had been smooth sailing, and he had not encountered any major setbacks.
That had his ego slightly swelling.
At that moment, however, that finger point from Faldt had him experiencing a setback he had never seen in a long time.
It also made him lose his closest ever disciple forever.
This was his fault.
If he did not show up, perhaps Adolf would not have been killed so easily…
Raging anger boiled within him.
Lin Sheng walked into the Hall of Yin and Yang, and turned the Image Refraction spell that the Fairy King had set up here.
This was a special communication method that could contact with all commanders at the same time.
He was just about to activate the spell and to get all of the commanders to rush over there and prepare to step into reality.
But an even crazier idea suddenly popped up in his mind.
“Teleportation Ward.” He pointed towards the ground as a red vortex slowly formed. Lin Sheng then stepped into it and disappeared into the vortex.
