Tap, tap!
Fierce soul power danced wildly like a thunder serpent, grazing past Leoz's cheeks.
He hung his head, striding coldly forward.
"It seems you have so backbone, but unfortunately for backbone cos at the cost of brains."
This unusual behavior imdiately caught the attention of the [Mysterious Rock Lord], as spiritual power coalesced into tendrils, quickly spreading out, echoing his whispers throughout the space:
"However, I'm curious. Without that woman's protection, you still dare to walk towards . What gives you such confidence?"
Leoz didn't answer him, continuing his forward path, wiping away the colored glasses of disguise from his eyes.
Rednaya stood behind him, coldly watching as he walked further away.
[Leoz, what are you really thinking?]
Rednaya rested her chin on her hand, seemingly throwing a tantrum, but her mind was racing:
[Even if he's been dead for thousands or hundreds of years, that guy is a demigod, soone with the Title of Demigod who can communicate directly with the conscience of this level's Starry Abyss.]
[Is it because of that phalanx? Does it have so special effect? Leoz must have obtained so future-predicting abilities from Xides, perhaps gaining so information from it.]
[However, I am pretty sure if Leoz knew the importance of that phalanx, he would've looked for the Rock Ghost's whereabouts from the start instead of acting now—especially during my departure to the prairie when he left Destiny Fort.]
Watching Leoz's back, Rednaya's eyes subtly changed from bright to dim.
At the next mont, ti seed to freeze, allowing her endless thoughts to flow.
[Well then, this makes sense; Leoz is trying to figure out a way to counterbalance behind the scenes.]
[Think about it, that cold guy, Leoz, suddenly losing his temper, is he really mad I interrupted his plans? Probably not, he's most likely acting.]
[I've been under his command for a thousand years; Leoz, even with so humanity, hasn't changed his essence of efficiency and pragmatism—rather, with added humanity, he can now perceive the human emotions and warmth he used to overlook.]
[That tantrum was likely ant to provoke , deliberately creating a rift, so later he can accuse of 'intentionally eavesdropping'—that way, Leoz would have a reason to ask for more assistance from or to exchange information with .]
However, this only made Rednaya more curious.
[That Leoz could think this way and specifically find that demigod, does he think there's soone else who could help him?]
[Hmm… I can't figure it out.]
[In Leoz's eyes, he should only trust two people: one is the Goddess of Truth, Charlgarnia—which is . The other was the original [Spirit of Plunder].]
[Now, both of those people are .]
[I really can't think of anyone else other than whom you would trust—or does this guy have so information disparity, discovering so other people?]
No, even so, Rednaya still knows all about Leoz's experiences since coming to the Starry Abyss.
The Longevity Breed's 'Zhi Xiang' rid is not a combat talent, and its growth cycle is too long to be of importance.
'Lord Entropy' is a frightening opponent, but Leoz has already battled with him, clearly making it impossible for him to be a partner.
Even those Undead are simply minor nial soldiers, nothing to fear.
No matter how one thinks about it, from Leoz's perspective, Rednaya can't find a suitable partner.
[Forget it, let's not think about it.]
With dark gold coating her eyes, Rednaya sighed, and ti resud its normal flow.
Maybe the journey would be winding and convoluted, but Leoz would eventually beco the blade in her hands, wielding terrifying sharpness towards this Endless Starry Abyss.
This was already destined.
As the flow of ti returned to normal, the conflict between Leoz and the demigod imdiately escalated to a fever pitch.
The snowflakes on the ground started to glow a faint blue, as the spiritual power of the [Mysterious Rock Lord] swiftly expanded outwards, like an avalanche cascading down, capturing Leoz in an instant.
One, a hundred, thousands of soul tendrils attacked his soul relentlessly, attempting to pull his soul from his flesh.
"You shouldn't reject a woman's help."
Anweng Breton operated the secret technique, the power of the pathway suppressed down in an instant.
[Soul Pendulum Crossing]
The magnificent soul might instantly condensed and promptly spread out, forming what seed like an arena or prison, pulling Leoz and him into it.
"Although your past might have been tragic, who hasn't lost a few family mbers or hasn't been betrayed by others?"
Anweng said lightly:
"At least, you can rest assured, I will use this body properly. Thank you for allowing to walk the earth again."
[Fortunately, everything is according to my plan.]
Even with the storm tossing his hair about, Leoz remained expressionless, watching as the opponent perford this spectacle, dragging his spiritual body into this unique domain.
"Ho? I didn't expect you to be quite calm."
Anweng slowly approached Leoz, surprised to see his lack of response:
"Even though I am already deceased, unable to form a Divine Country, the strength of my divine soul remains, and the cage I wield is no less effective than a Divine Country—do you really think you can escape from a demigod's soul prison?"
"Sigh."
Leoz sighed, facing the approaching demigod, the pressure of the Sigma Order nearly suffocated him.
—But that was in the physiological sense.
"...the curse of the Mass Abyss, it seems genuinely severe, isn't it? It must have really broken your spirit, huh?"
Leoz drooped his eyes, almost numbly saying:
"If you were a normal warrior, you should realize sothing's wrong when the enemy doesn't flee."
"Heh? You short-lived little ghost, putting on an act in front of ."
Provoked, the [Mysterious Rock Lord] didn't get angry; instead, he chuckled, unable to contain his laughter:
"Have I slept too long? Are kids these days so arrogant, really a degradation of morals—but, I suppose, considering you're a child abandoned, your parents didn't bother teaching you manners or morals, or perhaps... they never wished for you to live!"
As he spoke, he tapped his foot and instantly appeared before Leoz, raising his palm, poised to press down:
"—Let provide you with a lesson on humanity, little ghost!"
No dispute.
A single palm from a re Kappa (10) ranked juvenile body, and this short-lived sacrificial child, re rank suppression would grind his soul to dust, not even Spikect could piece him back together.
Can't help it, who let this little ghost be so arrogant—
"—Uh huh?"
What is this feeling?
[Mysterious Rock Lord] Anweng was surprised.
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