Saul suddenly snapped and directly devoured the soul of an apprentice. And that apprentice was none other than the famous president of the Mutual Aid SocietyâLokai!
âSomethingâs wrong!â However, just as the pain in Saulâs body disappeared and his nerves relaxed, he immediately sensed something was off.
He turned to look at Lokai, whose body was now stuck halfway through the transparent barrier, both ends limp and dangling.
The soul had indeed been completely âeatenâ by Saul, and the body was rapidly losing vitality.
But something didnât feel right to Saul.
Would Lokai really die so easily?
âBrother Saul, that guyâs soul and body donât match,â
Because Gorsa was present, the Nightmare Butterfly Penny had been hiding inside the diary, disguised as a bookmark.
Without the diaryâs cover, Gorsa would most likely notice Pennyâs presence.
âThe soul and the body donât match?â Saul suddenly realized something.
âLittle Algae!â he called out for Little Algae to check Lokaiâs corpse.
The moment Little Algae rushed in front of Lokai, it sensed something wrong. It let out vicious hisses, âhiss-hah hiss-hah,â at the corpse, like it had found prey.
The next second, Lokaiâs body suddenly burst like a rain-soaked sprinkler, spraying out fine black threads.
The threads hit the ground and immediately turned into black insects, rapidly devouring the magic-infused formation runes on the floor.
This time, Saul and Gorsa didnât even need to make a moveâLittle Algae sprang into action on its own.
It exploded mid-air into countless tiny clones, each accurately targeting and devouring the black bugs that tried to sabotage the formation.
After finishing them off, the clones merged back together.
But Saul wasnât focused on Little Algaeâs successâhis eyes were locked tightly on Lokaiâs corpse.
Once the hundreds of black insects left Lokaiâs body, his appearance suddenly changed.
He turned into Kujin!
âKujin!â Saul stepped forward two paces, suspicion and confusion swirling in his heart.
âYes, yes! Thatâs the face that matches his soul!â Penny cheered in Saulâs mind.
But Saul didnât feel even a sliver of joy.
Why would Kujin, who had no reason to be at the resurrection experiment, disguise himself as Lokai?
And where was the real Lokai?
A thought flashed through Saulâs mind, but before he could grab hold of it, a loud commotion behind him interrupted his train of thought.
Behind him, Rum finally exploded in rage, shattering the large defensive barrier Gorsa had put in place.
Of course, the fact that he could break it was thanks not only to support from Anze and the others, but also because Gorsa was fully focused on assisting the fusion of the black shadow Vini and Yura, and hadnât spared any mental energy to sustain the barrierâs magic.
Once one section of the barrier lost balance, the rest quickly followed, magic surging out of control until Rum completely unraveled it.
The transparent barrier melted away in an instant like thin snow under a blazing sunâvanishing before their eyes.
Just as the fighting paused briefly due to Saul, Anze seized the opportunity. While Kaz was distracted, Anze launched a sneak attack.
Several thin black thread-worms emerged from underground and ambushed Kaz.
Caught off guard, Kaz failed to dodge and was wrapped up tightly by layer upon layer of thread-worms, forming a giant cocoon.
The moment the cocoon sealed shut, it began to pulseâswelling and shrinkingâclearly unable to contain Kaz for long.
Anze didnât go for the kill but instead turned and charged into the half-dissolved barrier with Rum.
âNowâs the time!â Anzeâs eyes gleamed as he directed the muscle-bound Rum, now a beast of brute strength, âBefore he finishes reviving Yura, heâs at his weakest!â
With Anzeâs shout, Rum raised his hammer-like arms and charged in.
Gorsa was indeed in the middle of the crucial phase of fusing Vini and Yura. Just as Anze said, he couldnât afford to be distracted. Not only that, but the crack on his chest still remained, clearly taking a toll on his condition.
He couldnât unleash his full power.
But that didnât mean he couldnât fight back.
A flash of irritation crossed Gorsaâs silver eyes, as if something boiling inside him was about to shatter his rationality.
With a wave of his hand, countless hair-thin golden threads materialized in the air. After a brief pause, they shot forth like a torrential downpour, targeting Rum and Anze.
Rum didnât dodge. He simply raised one arm to shield his eyes and charged ahead.
The golden threads didnât pierce through Rumâs muscular armor but left countless tiny holes on the surface.
The assault didnât stopâthe holes on Rumâs skin began to burn, like sparks falling onto paper, creating tiny craters that grew larger by the second.
But Rumâs body was also healing automatically.
With healing spells and his own regenerative fat, he managed to endure the barrage.
On the other side, Anze grabbed Kujinâs body and used it as a shield in front of himself.
The golden threads passed through Kujinâs body without resistance, but just before they reached Anze, they were stopped by an advanced mage armor barrier.
âThis really is your weakest moment,â Anze sneered, his eyes locked onto the crack in Gorsaâs chest. âGet him! He barely has any magic leftâwhoever lands a hit gets first pick of the loot in the vault!â
Instead of charging in like Rum, Anze stood his ground and began commanding from a distance.
The apprentices he brought with him didnât escape and instead remained not far off, watching the scene.
When they saw that the great Tower Master couldnât even threaten a First Rank Wizard, their greed began to overtake their reason.
They didnât need to go to the front lines; they could just harass from a distance. If lucky, maybe they could even injure the great Tower Master?
However, as soon as this thought arose, several Third Rank apprentices suddenly started twitching uncontrollably, foaming at the mouth.
But despite the apparent pain, these apprentices didnât fall. Instead, they charged at Gorsa, mimicking the actions of Rum, and initiated a self-destructive attack, trying to explode themselves.
However, their eyes clearly showed fear and reluctance!
This group of Third Rank apprentices had been controlled by Anze!
âThis Anzeâs threadworms are terrifying!â Saul, still standing in the circular magic formation, had not moved recklessly.
The resurrection experiment had not yet been completed. Now that Gudo was dead, only he could still assist Gorsa and offer support.
Looking at the situation, it was clear that Gorsa had no intention of stopping the experiment, but it was more likely that he had no way of halting it.
Since that was the case, the only option was for Gorsa to complete the experiment quickly so that they could turn their attention to Anze and Rum.
If Saul ran now, and if Gorsa did accidentally fail, those who would overthrow Gorsa would come looking for him next.
Saul was confident that in a one-on-one fight, most First Rank official wizards would not be his match.
But he was not arrogant enough to think he could fight all his enemies at once.
Even if he used his ultimate move, the mental battlefield, and dragged two or three true wizards into it to kill their souls, it might take a long time.
By then, his motionless body would be in grave danger!
So in this kind of multi-person chaotic battle, unless someone could protect Saulâs body, recklessly opening the mental battlefield would be suicide.
Saul looked at Anze, who had stayed behind instead of charging, narrowing his eyes slightly.
Anze seemed to have reached the peak of laziness, refusing to move forward even in such a critical moment.
He looked at Saul and licked his lips. âYou truly havenât disappointed me. There are surprises everywhere. Itâs just a pityâŠâ
Boomâ
A huge explosion rang out, accompanied by a brief flash of lightning, and several high-level apprentices who had rushed forward instantly lost their upper bodies.
Their lower halves ran a few steps forward before collapsing to the ground.
It was Gorsaâs big move again.
This almost frightened all the apprentices, but most of them standing on the battlefield had already lost control over their own actions.
When their willpower struggled to overcome their bodiesâ constraints, black threads would emerge from their bodies, taking control and forcing them to run forward again.
Only Rum had never retreated. Even though the front half of his body had become charred, the vital parts were unharmed.
It was him who had withstood most of Gorsaâs attacks and was slowly closing the distance.
Seeing this, Anze chuckled. âRum has been storing fat for decades, itâs not so easy to wear him down.â
He then turned to Saul, who looked wary, and said, âGorsa wonât survive today. If you smash the glass vial from earlier and throw it into the magic formation, Iâll spare your life.â
Saul shook his head, maintaining the operation of the magic formation under his feet, completely ignoring Anzeâs nonsense.
He had seen enough of such promises on TV.
It was all just word games!
But at this moment, Saul also had the intention of preserving his strength.
Firstly, he believed Gorsa couldnât be harmed by those lackeys, and secondly, the pressure from Anze in front of him was immense.
Saul even suspected that Anze had already reached the power of a Second Rank Wizard.
Only for some unknown reason had it been delayed⊠or suppressed.
A ripping sound came from behind Anze as Mentor Kaz finally broke free from the cocoon made of threadworms.
As soon as he saw Saul, he knew that Saul was still helping Gorsa complete the experiment.
On the other side, Anze had already taken a step toward Saul.
âAnze, you bastard, your opponent is me!â
Kaz hesitated for only half a second before letting out a roar, his pupils instantly turning pitch black.
From the ground in front of him, dozens of bones suddenly shot up like a fountain.
The bones quickly moved, assembling and forming, and within seconds, three eerily shaped skeletal figures appeared.
Third Rank NecromancyâNatural Skeletons!
Each of these humanoid skeletons possessed the power close to that of a true wizard!
By summoning three natural skeletons at once, Kaz essentially released three Third Rank spells in one go.
He then finally demonstrated the death magic of a Dark Attribute wizard, multitasking and commanding the three natural skeletons to attack Anze together.
Anze blinked in surprise, stepping back a few paces. The soil beneath his feet suddenly erupted, sending out numerous black threadworms that entangled and gnawed at the skeletonsâ lower limbs.
âIn honor of you saving me before, donât force me to kill you!â
But Mentor Kaz was completely unfazed by Anzeâs words, following closely behind the three natural skeletons and continuously casting spells for long-range attacks.
âSaul, keep an eye on the Tower Masterâs movements!â
After successfully driving Anze away from Saul, Kaz quickly gave a shout and continued fighting Anze, attempting to lead him farther away.
Watching as Anze was forced back by Kazâs sudden burst of power, Saul didnât feel the slightest sense of relief.
He couldnât shake the feeling that Anzeâs lack of retaliation wasnât due to him caring about Kazâs past favor; it seemed like he was waiting for somethingâŠ
Just then!
The shrill screams of Vini and Yura from behind suddenly stopped!
Saul immediately turned his head to look. The shadow that had been clinging to Yura had vanished, forcibly fused into her body by Gorsa.
Once the fusion was complete, the pain on Yuraâs face disappeared. She blinked her eyes, then opened them again, a look of confusion crossing her face.
âGorsa?â Her voice was still somewhat pained, but her emotions had stabilized a lot.
Gorsa looked at Lady Yura with a gentle gaze, âDonât be afraid, youâll soon have your body back.â
He had completed the fusion of the potion with Yuraâs soul and had returned Vini to Yuraâs body.
Now, Yuraâs soul was whole and stable, ready for the final step.
Soul Infusion.
He swept his hand across the ground, and a beautiful blonde-haired, blue-eyed female body appeared.
She lay there in a deep sleep, her hands crossed over her abdomen. If it werenât for the stillness of her chest, she would appear just like a living sleeping beauty.
âThis body?â Seeing that Gorsa had finally infused magic power and anti-rejection potion into Yuraâs soul, Saul was finally able to free himself from the magic formation. âIt fits Rumâs aesthetic perfectly. Did Rum also help modify this corpse?â
The diary hadnât given any warning, and Anze was temporarily driven off by Kaz, so Saul finally felt a bit of relief. However, he still kept a wary eye on his surroundings, watching Gorsaâs movements closely.
Gorsa cradled Yuraâs soul gently, slowly lowering her toward the body on the ground.
Upon seeing the beautiful female corpse, Rumâs eyes instantly turned bloodshot.
âGorsa!!! Youâre dead!!!â He roared, his previously injured body rapidly healing, swelling up again, and his fist, carrying a terrifying wind, struck toward Gorsa.
Facing the incoming Rum, Gorsa suddenly released a burst of immense magical power.
A large number of golden needles appeared once again, this time shining with an extremely bright light.
Rumâs punch landed, but it was firmly blocked by the dense and fine golden needles.
Then, those golden needles suddenly exerted force, piercing through Rumâs arm and also impaling several apprentices near him.
Rumâs arm and the unfortunate apprenticesâ bodies began to dissolve immediately.
It was clear that these golden needles had unleashed their full strength in their attack.
âAnze!â Rum gritted his teeth, enduring the pain of losing an arm, and shouted loudly.
Anzeâs retreating footsteps paused, and he chuckled lightly, âGot it.â
Suddenly, the ground beneath him surged, huge earth spikes rising from it, flipping over the natural skeletons that had been advancing.
In the next moment, he flashed forward, closing the distance to Kaz, and a finger transformed into countless thin threads, forming a black conical shape that violently stabbed toward the back of Kazâs head.
Kaz had just started to cast a spell in defense when his body froze. From his two eyes, two black threadworms suddenly emerged!
Just as the black cone was about to pierce Kazâs head, a black tentacle appeared in midair, blocking Anzeâs attack.
Not only that, another gray, translucent tentacle suddenly shot out from the black one, making a close-range strike toward Anzeâs head.
It was Saulâs soul fishing, hidden inside the body of Little Algae.
(End of this chapter)
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