Soul of Negary

"Then I will leave everything to you" Eldridge's smile slowly faded.

He suddenly realized that Nala didn't choose to dedicate her everything for the sake of the 'Saintress of Salvation' name.

Nala did everything she did because they were correct. That was enough, she needed no cheering, no honour, and no persecution from anyone. She had never been lost, as she had always trodden the right path. The 'right path' didn't mean the righteousness of others, but rather her own righteousness, and that was why she became the purest Saintress of Salvation.

As a person, she was admirable, so much so that Eldridge felt inferior. If he had been firm on his own path, he would have already conquered Interkam and continued on his way to unifying the entire continent.

"I will give you all the information I have about the Black Abyss. You can verify the truth of the matter yourself" Eldridge signed the peace treaty and returned it to Nala, then told her one final thing: "To protect the kiln of the first flame, that group of 'ghouls' has moved its entrance to another place. You will need to gain their recognition before they open the entrance"

"I have given you the specific location" Eldridge's tone was full of heavy fatigue: "I wish you a pleasant journey, great Saintress"

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"Your excellency, you wouldn't really agree to become that so-called torch, would you?" after they exited the ruins of the Last God, Alkors impatiently spoke up: "Maybe this is all a part of Eldridge's scheme"

"I can sense that what he said was the truth, and I have also felt the Black Abyss" Nala squinted her eyes. As her dragon's bloodline awakened more and more, she had vaguely been able to sense the Black Abyss approaching.

"But, why must your excellency bear this responsibility? Even if the Black Abyss is coming, sacrificing the Princess can't be the only way!" Alkors shouted in pain and anger.

If possible, they would rather there be an enemy that they could face, that they could fight against, instead of Nala having to bear this sort of responsibility. But it was precisely because of Nala being like this that they were willing to give up their peerage, give up their family and their everything in order to follow her.

"Then, my knights" with a smile on her face, Nala asked softly as she did in Colomier's barracks years ago: "Would you like to go with me?"

"As you wish!" several Knights responded with tragic smiles on their faces without the slightest hesitation.

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"You may go back first, Smick" Eldridge once again stared at the back of the Last God statue and fell into thought.

"This servant is afraid I wOn't bE aBle tO do tHAt 〗Smick's voice was extremely bitter and even contained a bit of madness in his words.

Eldridge turned around to see that Smick's body had begun to grow black feathers, his strangely glowing cutlass already drawn, his aging face reverted to its younger state as a completely different aura than Smick began to gush out from his body.

"Negary!" Eldridge's eyes became cold: "To occupy my courtier's body, are you ready to offer me your loyalty?"

〖 I came to offer you death, O' greatest king. Eldridge, your path has reached its end 〗 Negary flapped the crow wings behind his back and rushed directly towards Eldridge.

"Despicable Evil Spirit!" Eldridge stood still without moving. From the darkness, several people in armor leapt out, their swords swung down at Negary without hesitation.

When he swung the cutlass, it didn't cut through the opponent's swords as he had expected. Negary had to retreat in order to avoid the other armored men's attacks.

〖 Ancestral Spirit Armor 〗 as Negary sensed the remnant soul aura on the armors, he instantly understood what these things were.

Before Eldridge produced the Last God serum, the Ancestral Spirit Armor was the representative supernatural power of the Royas Kingdom. Strong Combatants of the Royas Kingdom would choose to sacrifice themselves and turn their remnant soul into an Ancestral Spirit.

Truthfully, Ancestral Spirits were similar in a way to Negary's Ghostmen's secondary souls, but there was also a difference. The Ghostmen's secondary souls undergo a pseudo-release to obtain a supernatural power when separated from their True Spirit.

While Ancestral Spirits gave up pseudo-release, gave up their field of perception, gave up their own sense of self to obtain powerful interference force instead.

The Royas Kingdom would then attach these Ancestral Spirits to their armor, look for people who were suitable to each Ancestral Spirit and have them put them on the armor to obtain the power of the interference force. After a certain amount of training, they would truly become a one-man army who could match a hundred.

〖 Their swords are reinforced with interference force so they weren't destroyed? 〗

Negary thought to himself.

The knights didn't stand still and continued to rush towards Negary with their swords in hand. Negary didn't try to avoid them and instead threw the cutlass in his hand at Eldridge, who was still standing under the stone statue.

One of the knights swung their sword to block the cutlass, while the other knights' swords directly plunged into Negary's body.

"Oh no!" Eldridge silently grimaced as he saw Negary's body directly explode, his red blood splashed all over the Ancestral Spirit Armors around him. The knights all screamed in pain after being contaminated by the blood.

〖 To use an Ancestral Spirit Armor, one's spirit and mind must be suitable with the Ancestral Spirit inside. So once the Ancestral Spirit Armor becomes contaminated, so will the suitable knights wearing it 〗 since Negary's blood was mixed with a large amount of Negary's willpower, it crippled this team of Ancestral Spirit knights just like that.

Eldridge didn't even have time to sigh, a huge amount of force erupted right in front of him as his vision became blurred, a hand appeared abruptly immediately in front of Eldridge's face. A hand filled with scales and razor-sharp metal claws.

If Eldridge had reacted any slower, the hand would have inserted itself directly into his eye sockets, went straight into his skull and messed up everything inside his brain.

A huge interference force gushed out like a tidal wave and forced the owner of the hand to retreat and reveal themselves.

"Negary!" Eldridge mumbled the name of his opponent. Descending into Smick's body to attract his attention while staying hidden within the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow, if he called himself the second-best assassin on this continent, there would probably be no first.

〖 Jliost! 〗 the strange syllable combined with the [Dragon's Pressure] that filled the air to release a destructive force that blew Eldridge's interference force apart. Negary immediately threw a punch towards Eldridge's head without any intention to talk.

As the red and white cranial substances splattered onto the stone statue behind him, Negary's dragon pupils shifted without letting down his guard, Eldridge's headless corpse slowly faded away to reveal its illusory nature.

〖 You really can't be underestimated 〗 the pressure that Negary gave off slowly grew heavier and heavier. Eldridge had taken advantage of the moment when he was repelled by the interference force to create an illusion and avoid Negary's killing blow.