Chapter 705 Alive or dead?
Liam clenched his fist and forcefully brought his mind to the task at hand. He needed to extract the wyvern's soul. As far as he was concerned, this was the sole reason why he had struggled and fought so hard, and it was still within his grasp. So he did not want to miss the chance.
As far as Dimitri's soul was concerned. He took out a black bead from his inventory and sent the soul into the bead. This was an item that had been sitting in his inventory for a while now. He also had other black beads that were stuffed full of souls.
It was ironic that when Liam faced the dark elf the last ti, he had tossed one such black bead, putting him in a world of agony and tornting him before finally dying to Luna, and now the tables were turned. Liam used the sa black bead to store the dark elf's soul.
He was now free to fully attend to the wyvern's soul. He did not waste any ti as he quickly took out the canister of milky way pond water and drank a few mouthfuls.
With this, he stopped feeling tired right away, and his body started absorbing mana again like a vortex, filling up all the empty reserves. At the sa ti, Liam concentrated only on the small soul fragnts erging from the wyvern's corpse.
Gradually, his eyes started to widen in shock.
Since becoming a soulmancer, he had witnessed many deaths and the subsequent dissipation of souls, but this was the first ti he was witnessing sothing truly unique.
The soul essence of the wyvern was extraordinary. Unlike most dead bodies, this one shone like a million stars or a bunch of fireflies all in the sa place. The soul essence was so thick.
"This is going to be difficult." Liam grit his teeth as he silently strengthened his resolve. No matter how impossible it was, he was not going to lose here. He slowly started gathering all the soul fragnts, one after the other.
He could feel a bundle of trendous ntal pressure starting to build up. As he started gathering more and more soul fragnts, this pressure started exploding exponentially.
Ahhhhh! Liam scread in the silent forest. Luna worriedly walked over to him, but she didn't approach him for fear of unnecessarily disturbing the process. She silently lay next to him, watching his face twist as each wave of pain crashed.
However, Liam was holding on steadily. Seconds ticked by when he almost managed to gather 80% of all the soul fragnts. This was not perfect, but this was his limit at the mont, he could feel it.
He grabbed onto this chunk of soul fragnts tightly and started the next steps of forging. Mana in the air roiled as nurous humongous mana hamrs appeared in front of him.
Withstanding the mind-numbing pain that was latched onto him, Liam grunted as he brought down the set of mana hamrs, pounding on the clustered soul fragnts.
"Again!"
"Again!"
"Again!"
He willed all the strength he had in his body, soul, and mind as he steadied himself and continued the process despite the pain.
Seconds turned into minutes as he lost track of how much ti had passed. He was using everything he had to hold onto the soul, so he only focused on that.
But as things progressed, it was only getting more and more difficult. He was holding onto the imnsely powerful soul by only a thread and this thread could also break at any mont.
Liam could no longer remain calm. He knew that he needed to do sothing and fast. Otherwise, he was going to lose. His mind raced with a million possibilities that he could do differently but he was under severe pressure and he could only think so much.
However, there was still one option that stood out when compared to others. The orbs!
Thanks to Luna's farming, he had managed to obtain a few more elental orbs. There was even a couple of earth orbs in his possession.
And this was not the first ti, he was trying sothing like this. He had already forged souls using elental essence. So technically, he should also be able to use elental orbs?
anwhile…
Directly opposite the spot where Liam and Luna were currently settled, a kid finally noticed that sothing was amiss and stopped in his tracks. He turned around, again and again, checking his surroundings in disbelief.
"What the hell? No one is chasing after ?"
He then hurriedly checked his notifications to see if he had actually accomplished what he wanted to do or perhaps if it was he who was mistaken.
But… no…
There it was! He had received 1 million experience points for a single kill! 1 million! Not so ordinary number!
He had actually managed to kill-steal a fucking wyvern. This was huge! To top it off, he also seed to have escaped.
And he also received the title,
Anyone who accomplished such a feat would be imnsely proud and joyful. This was really huge! However, this kid was different.
There was no smile on his face. In fact, apart from the montary confusion he had shown when no one was coming behind him, he was completely emotionless.
He simply swiped all the notifications and continued moving forward as if nothing at all had just happened. His soulless eyes were fixated on one thing and only one thing, and that was the fort ahead.
This fort that was heavily guarded by draconian creatures was his goal, and he was going to get there no matter what. He was going to get there before anyone else possibly could.
For that, he did not care even if he had to do sothing shaful as stealing soone else's hard work.
The kid stared into the distance as he started walking towards the fort. Unlike when Liam had tried, no creature showed up when he walked into the open, scorched lands.
And the kid also seed to be sure of this.
He walked confidently ahead as if he already knew he would be completely safe. And when he took another step forward, loud roar resounded in the distant forest.
Hmmm? The kid turned around and stared in confusion. That was the exact sa spot he had escaped from just now. His eyes widened in surprise as another roar echoed right after the first one.
What the hell was happening? The Wyvern, wasn't it dead?
He opened his system interface to check and all his stats were still there, so what was that sound? He furrowed his brows but then continued walking forward. There were bigger things he had to worry about.
As for the player whom he had backstabbed, he couldn't give two shits about that loser.
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