Soul Of Negary

It truly must be said, although the original Evil Spirit only had its instincts left, it was still very useful.

Negary continued forward as the sound of fighting kept resounding from ahead of him. Perhaps the distance had been shortened enough, as the connection of Soul’s blood was re-established and informed Negary of what was going on.

Nala was wielding the Dragonscale sword and fighting several Ghostmen at once, her [Dragon’s Pressure] grew stronger and stronger as the battle went on, proving that her Dragon Bloodline was quickly awakening.

“Young lady Nala, that is the way. You must defeat them to qualify passing through this door” Granny Seal’e’s voice echoed.

She commanded the Dragonmen to guard a gate of bones, a spring of water was right next to the gate, which was the Spring of Life of Sacred Valley.

There were a total of three Ghostman going up against Nala, the traitor of the Church of Divine Grace, captain of the Ghostmen, Myerson who had Chris’ remnant soul implanted; the big fatty Connor Kenway who had the ability to reflect damage; as well as a new Ghostmen who was implanted with Ellis’ remnant soul.

Other than that, there were several more battles around the area. The avenger Jason Todd, who had caught up to Nala, was fighting against the pure villain Cadiz Moreg, a battle of vengeance that Jason had been looking forward to for seventeen years.

Rhys, who was originally hidden in the darkness, was leading three knights against the Ghostmen Jack the Killer, while the remaining assassins of Sacred Valley were keeping some Crowmen busy.

As for Noah, Negary’s Righteous, he was wearing a black robe and stood silently by the gate of bones, watching these battles.

“Despicable!” Nala dodged the big iron ball that Connor swung, brandished her sword to slay the false things created by Ellis, then turned to receive Myerson’s sword. Being attacked by three Ghostmen at once, especially one of them being Myerson who understood her [Respiratory Art] well made this battle feel really uncomfortable.

Myerson’s secondary soul was Chris, Nala’s first [Respiratory Art] teacher. Although he couldn’t use [Respiratory Art] due to being an Undead, he understood everything related to [Respiratory Art] well enough that his attacks were always aimed at Nala’s awkward spots.

Nala actually recognized this person in front of her. She knew him as a greenhorn knight who she met when she was young, and knew that it was his betrayal that caused the crusade against Negary to become a complete defeat.

And right now, Nala could even vaguely perceive the existence of Chris from his body, so she had to defeat these people, both to prevent the Advent of the Black Abyss and to avenge Chris who taught her [Respiratory Art].

The scene in front of her eyes abruptly flashed and Nala found herself standing on a sunshine-filled field of grass. Her hands that had grown full of calluses from holding a sword had turned back into smooth, jade-like hands, and her armour turned into a small sundress. On the other side of the grassy field was a lake with a small cosy wooden cabin right next to it.

The young Isabella and a very kind-looking man were standing in front of the wooden house, waving at her. This was the scene that Nala desired most when she was still a child, where her mother did not grow weary and old from overworking herself and her often-talked-about father was still alive and stayed by her mother’s side.

With a smile on her face, Nala turned around and slashed with her sword, cutting the illusion open. Her faith had never wavered for even a moment, her Dragonscale sword clashed against Myerson’s knight’s sword, her [Dragon’s Pressure] surged forward and grew a bit stronger again.

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The stairs where Negary was standing abruptly split open, a monster jumped forth from the crack, opened its huge jaws to try and swallow Negary whole.

〖 Trying to ambush me? 〗Negary stopped watching Nala. His body became indistinct as he evaded the oncoming assault.

The monster’s gigantic jaw felt like a bottomless black hole, representing the monster’s identity. One of the 3 sides of God in Hales’ possession, the ‘unfathomable’ Chopped Hand, the one who replaced Ellis’ position.

An intense suction manifested in the air around the monster and seemed to cause even the light around it to be swallowed up. The crows that followed Negary up to this point were unable to evade and were sucked into the mouth, after which their connection with Negary was immediately cut off.

Through this sensation, Negary knew where the monster’s huge jaw led, it was the Black Abyss that still hadn’t fully returned. Anything sucked inside would be sent into the Black Abyss, erased by the Black Abyss and become a part of the Black Abyss.

The monster squirmed and directed all of its suction power towards Negary.

〖 Jliost! 〗 Negary reached his hand forward, the power that represented the unstoppable Dragon surged forward, shattered everything in front of him and ripped the monster’s body into pieces, but that didn’t stop its advance.

For the Chopped Hand, the body isn’t crucial, the only important thing was its huge jaw that symbolized the connection with the Black Abyss. Although the power of [Dracotongue] destroyed its body, it wasn’t able to destroy that gate-like mouth.

〖 How powerful 〗Negary looked at the approaching giant mouth and commented. He had to admit, being restricted by both this world and his own limits, he could not become any stronger, so these things had surpassed him by borrowing the Black Abyss’ power and surpassed this world’s limitations.

〖 Fortunately, I obtained this 〗 Negary took the original Evil Spirit out: 〖 Otherwise it would have been really troublesome to face this thing 〗

If the quality of Negary’s current soul had exceeded the first stage of release of [Origin] and was equivalent to the peak of the first stage, then the giant mouth had reached the second stage of release through borrowing the power of the Black Abyss.

The original Evil Spirit was forged by the flames from the remnant souls of the strongest entities in this world during the era of the First Empire, at the time, quite a few of those entities had reached power equivalent to the third stage of release.

After so many years of consuming its own power, it was no longer as great as it was before. But the quality of its soul was still far superior to Negary’s own.

Negary abandoned the ball of light in his hand and threw it straight into the gigantic mouth of the Chopped Hand without any reluctance. The Grace of Sacrifice was already activated, but only after going into the mouth did the original Evil Spirit thoroughly erupt.

The Chopped Hand wailed silently as it frantically devoured the surrounding rubble and air, but nothing it did was able to prevent its pitch-black mouth from slowly collapsing, recovered by some sort of force and disappeared.

Negary continued to move forward. So far, two of the four sides of Hales’ God had been defeated, only the Cut Tongue that had never been seen who represented the ‘unspeakable’ side of God and the Decapitated who represented the ‘unreasonable’ side of God.

Hales’ actions this time around seemed very strange. From their standpoint, what they should be doing right now was to prevent Nala from prolonging the first flame with all their power, as this would make it more convenient for the Black Abyss to arrive. But in truth, the Dazzled was making a joke of being stalled by a few people, while the Chopped Hand was lying here in ambush. Quite obviously, there must be some sort of secret involved.

But none of that mattered. Regardless of what happened, his will could not be stopped. Whether there was a scheme or a secret that could not be seen, there was only a single thing that he needed to do.

Conquer, then dominate!