Chapter 2102 - 560: The Hive and the Sea of Consciousness (5)

Marinus's pupils suddenly contracted.

No sensation of a blade cutting into flesh!

The "Roxey Colin" in front of him vanished silently like a mist scattered by the wind.

Together with the spider beneath him and the guards nearby!

For years, Marinus had handled countless problems in secret and in the open for the Ryan King, yet this was his first failure!

"Ding——"

A silver ring fell from where "Roxey Colin" disappeared, hitting the rock and making a crisp sound.

Marinus instinctively looked down; it seemed to be just an ordinary Space Ring with no abnormal magic power flowing through it.

Attracted by the ring, he didn't notice an inconspicuous butterfly flying by in the grass beneath him.

Marinus quickly looked around, his vast spiritual power instantly enveloping the entire mountain peak.

No one!

The massive Earth Cave Spider, the cat-eared maid, and even Roxey himself... they vanished completely as if they never existed in this world!

While Marinus was still in shock, a familiar aura unexpectedly appeared on another mountain peak a thousand meters away.

He immediately looked in that direction, seeing the Demon King who had disappeared from his sight standing at the edge of a cliff, his magic wand already confidently put away.

Such an arrogant person.

Marinus's eyes narrowed to a slit, his face still calm and composed, yet his eyes flickered with stark killing intent.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Luo Yan's mouth curved with a teasing smile.

"A kind... of power you don't even dare to imagine."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

With a "snap," the barrier attached to the Space Ring shattered, followed by the instant release of a dense black mist!

This was not ordinary smoke or magic, but "Black Death God" released and vaporized from isolation in the Subspace.

If Holy Water is a Divine in liquid form, then this thing is liquid Abyss, condensed with countless dead souls and karma into "Black Holy Water"!

Though it can't be simply smeared on swords, the Demon King is a master of innovation who knows that not all medicines need to be ingested; they can be inhaled as mist.

At such close distance, Marinus didn't even have time to hold his breath as the writhing black mist crazily burrowed into his body like it had a life of its own.

They seemed to know him, not needing him to actively inhale, all swarming towards him.

"Um——!"

An unprecedented chill instantly froze Marinus's soul, and the world before his eyes changed in an instant!

The silent mountain peak disappeared, along with the corpses all over the ground and the man standing afar.

He found himself standing in a bottomless, dry well, surrounded by pitch-black darkness where Fierce Ghosts crawled out.

Everything before him was like when he first took Holy Water, as he once again heard everyone's wailing!

"You... are Marinus?"

"My child... ah, you have my child's scent on you..."

"Why? Isn't what you've taken enough? How strong do you have to become before it's enough?"

"Let me in too..."

Countless twisted souls seemed to find a way home, screaming shrilly, extending their withered arms, trying to burrow into his body.

No matter how strong Extraordinary Power is, it's just Divine Skills, which ultimately cannot resist the pull of karma... a force no mortal can resist.

Especially for Marinus, who upgraded to Grandmaster with Holy Water, his soul is like a magnet, attracting all this "Medicine Residue."

"Get away!!"

"Don't come near me, you swine! Trash! Waste!"

"Get obediently into Hell! That's where you filthy peasants belong!"

Marinus shouted angrily, brandishing the dagger in his hand madly.

The Holy Energy sharp enough to cut gold and stone slashed at the dead souls, yet it was like cutting water, having no effect at all, not even causing a ripple!

After all, this isn't the material world, but his own Sea of Consciousness.

Feeling the filthy power continuously pouring into his soul's depths, Marinus screamed, his voice finally tinged with fear.

"What did you do to me?!"

Ordinary people contaminated by others' Spiritual Essence at most become schizophrenic or go mad.

However, he's different; his soul is sewn from others' soul quality and hasn't been cleansed in the "Rebirth Pool."

If these filtered Spiritual Essences find their way to him, his soul will be torn into fragments from the inside like being quartered!

He will be like those Ryan people he ground into fragments, no next life, becoming the most primordial Consciousness Factor blown by karmic wind into the starry sky...

The soul-deep tearing sensation utterly crushed Marinus's spirit.

He curled up on the ground like an old man at life's end, becoming so he couldn't even hold the dagger he initially grasped furiously.

Confirming that all released Spiritual Essence was fully absorbed, Luo Yan flickered back to his side, picking up the fallen ring and blowing off the dust.

Marinus trembled as he turned his head, staring with murky eyes at the Demon King before him, his old face full of pleading—

Save me.

Luo Yan gave him a helpless look.

"I actually have many things to ask you, but your soul is already in this ruined state... I fear the Witch Demon I know can't save you."

Sensing the approach of death, Marinus swallowed, speaking with a trembling voice, trying to buy some time in front of the Grim Reaper.

"Where... did you get this thing from?"

"Of course, from your pockets."

Without satisfying his wish to survive, a Black Flame ignited in Luo Yan's palm, letting the fire drip between his fingers, falling drop by drop onto Marinus.

Hoarse screams echoed in the night breeze, and gradually this Master Level assassin lost even the strength to scream.

Theoden's greatest "trump card," the renowned "Hand of the Late King," died humiliatingly at the hands of the Demon King.

"...Since you plan on letting Cold Crow City's civilians taste this thing, I think you should swallow it yourself."

"That's fairer."

Although Luo Yan's intent was not revenge for the Ryan people, for those unjustly dead in the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range, it somewhat allowed them to rest with half-closed eyes...