He widened his eyes, carefully observing everything except the sky.
This ghostly place is probably the source of the Blood Plague Curse! Although Glen doesn’t understand why his soul ended up here, seizing the opportunity to actively gather intelligence is definitely the right choice.
Glen noticed that all the soul spirits were pulling a giant umbilical cord from the depths of the Celestial Calamity.
Every ti that thing fell a little, the entire wilderness’s color beca increasingly crimson and eerie.
Plants were changing, soul spirits were changing, everything was changing, as if so enormous concept was re-enveloping the earth under the weight of the umbilical cord.
The worlds are overlapping!
Frenzied knowledge was pouring endlessly into Glen’s mind, and this apt phrase inexplicably erged in his mind.
Another one... no... countless layers of shadowy worlds were gradually overlapping the Western Wilderness!
With the connection of the umbilical cord, the worlds overlapped, compressed, re-overlapped, and re-compressed...
And so on, in cycles.
Thus, living beings affected by the Blood Plague Curse would undergo flesh distortion! Because countless strange things in the layers would forcibly overlap on a single individual!
Until the mont when the layers accumulate enough, the Abyssal Calamity would completely descend on the Western Wilderness through the giant umbilical cord, thereby achieving a true ’birth’!
Glen only felt his mind about to explode, the remnants of his sanity were frantically warning him.
Enough! The knowledge is enough! The intelligence is enough!
The young man’s eyes filled with bloodshot lines as he held his head and, with his last strength, recited the words praising the sun.
At the sa ti, the soul spirits kneeling in the wilderness trembled as they pressed their heads to the ground, and more umbilical tendrils scrambled to converge.
A Lionheart Knight, with a halo over his head and a handso appearance, stepped over everyone’s heads and stood beside Glen.
"What the hell is Grant up to, why has it taken so long to send just one?"
Demi Arthur muttered: "Why is it taking so long to deal with a swarm of vermin?"
Then, using its own umbilical cord, it bound the frenzy-stricken vermin layer by layer, tying a dead knot for safekeeping.
"Still struggling, how amusing..."
It glanced at Glen’s ntal state: "Such a resilient carrier of knowledge, no wonder the Angel is interested in these vermin..."
"Forget it, let’s offer this bug to the Supre Angel as soon as possible..."
Demi’s mouth curled into a cruel smile, already imagining the exquisite pain the other would soon suffer!
But in the next mont, it sensed a slight oddity.
Not pulling?
Demi even felt a tearing sensation and turned back in surprise, realizing that the bug’s body was becoming heavier and heavier.
"Wait... what are you reciting..."
The Knight finally realized sothing, his face changed dramatically: "Shut up! Stop it! Shut up!!"
Unaware, Glen uttered the last syllable.
What followed was an ascension! Ascension! Ascension!
In that instant, the fleshy umbilical cord was stretched taut, and so irresistible force suddenly yanked Demi into another world filled with glorious light!
In the blink of an eye, the blood-red wilderness before Glen was completely replaced by the warm and bright Sun Mine.
The frantic knowledge running amok in his mind quieted instantly, showcasing the most humble and docile posture.
"Phew~ finally comfortable, gathering intelligence is really not easy..."
Glen lay comfortably in the mine, feeling his soul seed purified.
In such a reassuring mine world, all he wanted was to rest a bit...
"Aaaaaahhh!!!"
Yet the next mont, a sudden wail startled Glen, making him jump up and discover the ubiquitous Ash Soil igniting a stunningly beautiful figure.
Demi let out the most piercing scream!
"No! Nooooo!!"
The Lionheart Knight’s soul rolled frantically on the ground, trying to extinguish the flas on itself, but this action only seed to add fuel to the fire.
The ferocious flas exploded every inch of Demi’s soul, ruthlessly shattering the scarlet umbilical cord!
Before Glen could approach, the Lionheart Knight’s soul was instantly burnt into charred ashes.
Where did this guy co from?
Glen was unnerved, looking around for a mont before deciding to return to his own body.
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The Activation Potion ward the warriors’ innermost organs.
The wounded were placed in a corner of the main control area, with young people cautiously peering about, restraining their actions for fear of staining the clean, bright floor with their blood.
Glen opened his eyes again.
Lord and Ed were sitting beside the wounded, listening to the soldiers’ chattering about the specifics of facing the Lionheart Knight.
The Lionheart Knight had already been destroyed? Is this the Shattered Star?
Glen’s mind was in chaos.
At the sa ti, the system panel popped up in front of Lin Lan.
[Successfully collected the soul of the Abyssal Holy Spirit for you!]
[Current soul count: 2]
Lin Lan was montarily stunned, his expression strange.
Another one dead, how did it die?
The Centurion’s awakening naturally caught everyone’s attention, seeing Glen spitting out the congestion from his chest, he ignored his companions’ support, an extrely urgent expression on his face:
"Lord, I have important intelligence!"
A mont later, Glen had detailed every bit of his recent soul experience, looking at the exhausted young man, everyone had different expressions.
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