Chapter 340: Soul Power: Part 2

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The remaining five devices had all been set and activated at the last energy node.

No more interference from the elites of Baine University. Once activated, the ritual would suck the life out of all non-believers who were within a several-hundred-kilometer radius.

This huge number of lives would be the fuel to summon the Divinity’s Advent. This was the plan.

What about attacking Baine University, though?

Without the combined attack of multiple Six-wingers, it would be difficult to defeat the university’s SET system.

The Sevenlocks Tower had made the ordinary humans around them their target from the beginning. They did this because these humans were the best ingredient for the blood sacrifice.

Just as he struggled to set off the device, a black-and-gray spike jutted out from his chest.

“Who is it?”

Before the man could turn to look at the attacker, the spike tore open his chest and his skull. His ribs, spine, and internal organs were exposed and blood was all over the ground. Even his blood-stained fat collapsed around like bags of water.

Whalerudder and Blacklion emerged from behind with Blacklion retracting his spike. He then shook off the blood on the weapon. As they looked at the large soul vessel on the device, Blacklion said, “Do it! Bluetail will lose. We have to go now!”

Whalerudder nodded. She squatted down and took out an object wrapped in black fabric from the belt pack on her back. It was an imitation copy of the great soul vessel.

When no one was looking, she swapped the large soul vessel on the device with the imitation in just the blink of an eye. As she pressed her hand on the button, the fake soul vessel emitted waves of soul power, just like the original.

“Let’s go! This fake stuff could only last for five minutes!” Whalerudder warned. They did not bother looking at the others.

The great soul vessel contained a huge amount of soul power. It did not matter who, as long as there were sufficient oblations, anyone could perform the Divinity’s Advent ritual.

The great soul vessel, a paragon of its kind, was not even common in the Sevenlocks Tower. Right from the start, the cooperation between a cult like the Sect of Thousand Graces and the Sevenlocks Tower was only a marriage of convenience.

Now that when interests were at stake, they could just blame it all on the elites of Baine University. Fishing in troubled waters and then running away with the paragon was expected.

The two glanced at Bluetail and Lin Sheng, who were still fighting each other to death in the distance before Blacklion put the great soul vessel into a large black metal box. As soon as the great soul vessel was inside the box, it would lose all signs of its soul power. The box insulated its energy wave and made it look like an ordinary artificial crystal.

“What is that aggressive white power there?” Whalerudder knitted her brows as she saw Lin Sheng shooting ray after ray of holy light.

“It’s the power from the sanctum,” said Blacklion, his voice unexcited. “I have seen it in the intel department; it’s a group who calls themselves the Sanctum in Xylond. They’re dab hands at using pure and aggressive purification power.”

“The Sanctum?” Whalerudder shook her head and never gave it a second thought. Whoever dared to challenge the cadre of the Sevenlocks Tower must be a kick-ass dark horse. Not to mention it was a battle small fries like them could never interfere with.

“Let’s go!” They took off with the large soul vessel.

A few people, except a dozen of them, were still fighting on the grassland. Most people had fallen back into the university’s defense system. No one would stop them, not the cults, the professors, or the students.

However, the SET defense system did not block everyone out. At least, students could still get in, provided their names were on the university’s register. Otherwise, they would be on their own outside.

Whalerudder and Blacklion moved to pull the unconscious Madsheep out of the lake, made their way across the battlefield, leaped out of the entrance, and vanished.

“I will not forget this!” Bluetail was struck on the shoulder, and he tumbled to the ground. The impact left a ring of cracks on the earth. He got up, turned, and ran. While he fled, he made his dark energy into an eight-eyed squirrel to attack Lin Sheng, trying to slow him down.

Steam was rising from Lin Sheng’s body. It was his sweat vaporizing that created that faint vision. He would not be upset if he could not kill his opponent because he knew he lacked the offensive capability to do so. His strength was in the defense department. The dark-energy crystals, the holy power’s Armor of Dawn, and the blood of the Rock Dragon were the best type of defense. It was not an exaggeration to say that his defense capability had far surpassed his offensive strength.

But, Bluetail was about to get away.

Beating this opponent was not an easy task. Lin Sheng had worn down his opponent by attrition. Even injuring her. If he let her get away, his efforts would be in vain.

“Let’s try this. If you can survive this attack, that means your time isn’t up yet!”

Lin Sheng raised his hand, gathering the last 30% of his holy power on his hand. Taking inspiration from the combat just now, he compressed and formed the energy into three solid discs in his hand and shot them out as if firing a bullet from a gun. It looked rudimentary but good enough. The only problem was, it was exhaustive.

“Go to hell!”

With the flick of his hand, three discs shot forward at once, making a deadly piercing sound through the air.

Bluetail was already one hundred meters out in front and thinking she was safe when she heard something swishing in the air. She looked over her shoulder and her pupils constricted in shock.

Before she could react, the three discs penetrated her last bit of dark-energy defense. She froze in her place.

A few seconds later, three cut marks with blood appeared on her upper body. The discs sliced her body into four pieces, each sliding off the other onto the grassland.

“I… I won’t accept defeat…” Bluetail struggled to utter his final words. He could not believe that he would die here.

As an elite with Six-winged strength, he could have gotten away anytime he wanted. Especially when Lin Sheng lacked the required offensive power. The problem was, he had fought Cainphas previously and been worn down by Lin Sheng. He had no dark energy left with him. So when he sensed the incoming disc attack, he had no way to parry nor dodge.

“He has died! Lord Bluetail has died!”

The cults waiting for the battle outcome in the surroundings watched in disbelief. Horrified, a few headmen from the Sevenlocks Tower withdrew from the scene.

The operation had failed. Not only the person setting up the soul vessel, but the chief commander of the team had also died. Everyone looked at each other, incredulous. They turned around and ran away. But the students and teaching assistants could not care less.

Lin Sheng caught his breath as he descended from the air. No. He could not fly. Just that the explosive reaction in his body kept him up in the air as he fought with his enemy. As the fighting stopped, he did not have to keep floating anymore.

Bluetail was the first elite warrior that he killed. While feeling emotional, Lin Sheng also found out his shortcomings. He was strong in defense but lame in his offense.

“Three things make up my strength. I’ve not used every skill I have, but I know my actual combat strength only a little better than this guy. When back home, I need to think of a way to strengthen my occult skill.”

Lin Sheng walked up to Bluetails’ body, thinking to get his hands on the corpse and see what he could get from it, a blue light emerged from Bluetail’s head. It moved quicker than lightning across a distance of twenty meters and disappeared into Lin Sheng’s chest.

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