Chapter 1288 - 581: The Agreement That Must Be Abided By

Chapter 1288: Chapter 581: The Agreement That Must Be Abided By

"I will not fall!!!"

The frenzied roar reverberated through the heavens and earth, echoing endlessly in the mist.

If Julia became a "Resentful Spirit" with a soul steeped in hatred after losing control, then the Legion Commander’s current appearance could only be described as an "Evil Spirit."

Anger and pain devoured his reason, and all that supported him was unrelenting malice.

He was furious and in pain.

Looking at the Legion Commander in front of him, erupting destructively and fully revealing the form of an Evil Spirit, Herbert’s lips curled slightly upward.

In that smile, there was a hint of novelty and a kind of anticipation as if saying, "I’ve finally awaited this moment."

"Hehe."

Herbert’s light chuckle remained clear in the violent winds of energy, reaching the Legion Commander’s ears.

"Yes, just like that."

"Let me see the real you... after breaking free from the self-deceptive shackles of ’Destiny,’ how strong is the essence of your obsession."

As soon as he finished speaking, the furious Evil Spirit let out an inhuman roar.

But he didn’t attack as before; instead, he stomped hard on the ground, causing a massive pit to collapse beneath him.

With the Legion Commander’s stomp, the dark red energy around him no longer just dissipated but gathered beneath him in the pit like a living being, rapidly taking shape!

Crack! Crack!

Several breaths later, the sound of bone grinding echoed, chillingly, as pale white skeletons emerged from the pit, swiftly growing and interlocking to form a towering skeletal steed.

Then, the blood-red energy formed flesh, covering and supporting the skeletal steed’s body, its back smoothly lifting the Legion Commander.

In just a few breaths, a skeletal steed made entirely of bone white and boiling resentment took shape swiftly under the Legion Commander’s command!

Sizzle!

Upon "birth," its eye sockets ignited with dark red Soul Fire that burned in resonance with its master, swiftly spreading across its body.

"Roar!!!"

The battle horse, engulfed in flames, raised its head and let out a beastly cry, under the Legion Commander’s control, lifting its upper body high.

Beneath its four hooves, the ground instantly charred and corroded, sizzling with the sound of erosion.

The Legion Commander now, wielding a Giant Sword burning with the fire of annihilation, mounted on the skeletal nightmare, had completely transformed into an Evil Spirit Knight returned from Hell!

Once he mounted, his aura was more than twice as formidable as when on foot!

That terrifying pressure swept toward Herbert like a tangible tsunami!

"Wow~"

Herbert couldn’t help but blink at the sight, appreciating the opponent’s cool look.

This style, this entrance, this presence... Click, click.

You don’t say, you really don’t say.

I actually felt a little bit of envy.

"Roar——"

As Herbert mused, the newly transitioned Evil Spirit Legion Commander launched his attack.

The skeletal steed reared up, uttering a silent cry, then transformed into a dark red torrent of destruction, charging toward Herbert!

Its speed far exceeded earlier!

Yet, in the face of this overwhelming cavalry assault, Herbert merely stood calmly, even the corners of his mouth holding a faint, elusive smile.

"I do feel a little envious, thinking you stole a bit of my thunder, but... directly charging with cavalry against infantry, isn’t that a bit unsporting?"

An upper hand, is it?

Even though the corrupted Legion Commander was unsporting, Herbert wasn’t too angry.

Because he understood the principle... though "cavalry" isn’t shabby, in practicality, it can’t really match up to "infantry."

No tag is truly the strongest!

He watched the Evil Spirit Knight rapidly approaching, and suddenly a peculiar smile appeared.

"Moreover, when did I say I didn’t have a mount?"

Herbert half-closed his eyes, dodging the Giant Sword cleaving down, then deftly and swiftly retreated a distance with a light tap of his toe.

Before the Evil Spirit Knight could turn its horse’s head, Herbert called out softly.

"It’s time... Sofia."

In the next moment, a swift, phantom silhouette seemed to pierce through the barriers of space, abruptly appearing beside Herbert.

Buzz——

Miss Centaur Sofia descended silently, responding to Herbert’s summons, standing reverently by his side.

She wore leather armor on her upper body, battle armor on her lower, her horse body boasting flowing muscle lines full of explosive power.

Sofia met the Evil Spirit Knight’s gaze, her expression icy calm, without a hint of awe in facing an Epic Strongman.

"My Lord, your most loyal servant, awaits your command."

Her voice was deep and steady, her hooves subtly pawing the ground, already poised for the best charging stance.

Sofia’s appearance caused the Evil Spirit Knight to hesitate, pausing in the distance, not launching a second charge.

"Mm."

Herbert said no extra words, merely made a light leap, expertly mounting "his steed," sitting firmly on Sofia’s back.

It was as if there was an invisible bond between Herbert and Sofia, naturally, laying his hand on her waist with practiced ease, like a rehearsed orchestra countless times over.

Herbert leaned down, chuckling softly in Sofia’s ear, "The opponent is an Epic Strongman, are you afraid?"

Afraid?

Sofia’s eyes flashed with a touch of fervor and resolve, she let out a light snort, decisively saying, "Being your mount and blade is my greatest honor."

"Even if the Abyss lies ahead, where your sword points, my charge will follow!"

"I will never retreat!"

She spoke with unyielding determination, leaving no room for other thoughts.