CH 99

When the white light fell, the black priest was left with only a broken body, falling from mid-air and landing with a thud.

The black curtain was torn open, revealing a deep mark left by the white light in the black mist above the royal city.

The pervasive black mist quickly covered the mark, and the large hole in the black curtain repaired itself, but there were more cracks overall, indicating that it wouldn't hold for much longer.

The illusion had completely disappeared, and the whistle had turned gray, indicating that its energy had been depleted and needed to be repaired by the Chief of the Internal Affairs Adjudication Department, Theodore.

However, Rode still hadn't obtained the soul of the black priest.

He frowned and cautiously approached.

When he saw the extremely weak soul of the black priest in a pool of blood and flesh behind a broken wall, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, thank goodness.

If this guy didn't die, it would be troublesome.

"Save, save me..."

Most of the black priest's body had become blurry, with only a complete head remaining, and she could still speak.

Rode felt disgusted and horrified.

Just in case, he took out his spirit gun and charged it to the last level, pointing it at her head.

His Soul Eye was fully activated, and if he detected anything wrong, he would shoot her.

That's what you call being cautious.

He couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

"Why should I save you?" Rode said coldly.

The head of the black priest desperately tried to put on a pleasing smile, but she was no longer the beautiful and stunning figure she once was. Her mouth was wide and thick, her nose was flat and collapsed, her eyes were ugly and rotten, her face was coarse and fat, and her skin was a dull brown color, like a lump of shit, covered in bumps, blood, and dirt.

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Her smile was like that of a demon.

"I, I can submit to you and become your slave... Whatever you want to do, I'll do it..." she desperately tried to make her voice and words seductive.

But even if she still had her original appearance, Rode wouldn't be moved.

Come on, I've seen beautiful women before. Even pigs are more beautiful than Heavenly Immortals when they're blessed by the Four Great Evil Arts.

Your little yellow movies may be skillful, but they can't compare to the many teachers in the island country.

Rode sneered and said, "I remember you made a promise to eat shit and drink urine in the toilet. If you fulfill that promise, I'll save you."

Rode originally just wanted to mock her, but the head actually smiled and quickly said, "Okay, okay, I promise. Master, please feel free to..."

"Shut up!"

Rode felt that his values had been seriously challenged. What kind of people were these Doomsday Cultists?

But the black priest thought he was just displaying the authority of a master and had already regarded herself as a slave. She anxiously said, "Master, I'm about to die. Please, please give me a piece of Soul Red Crystal. I only need one piece to survive."

Of course, Rode had Soul Red Crystals. The Chief of Defense, Gals, had given him almost all of the Defense Department's inventory.

But Rode wouldn't give it to her.

Only an idiot would do something so stupid. He planned to casually extract some information and hand this person over to Lauren.

Capturing a black priest of the Doomsday Cult alive, if that couldn't clear his suspicion, Rode could only think that there was something seriously wrong with the Internal Affairs Adjudication Department.

Thinking of this, Rode smiled and said, "Don't worry, answer a few questions for me first to show your sincerity. If you don't deceive me, I'll give you the Soul Red Crystal."

He took out a Soul Red Crystal and held it in his hand, deliberately showing it to her.

The eyes of the black priest immediately lit up, and she hurriedly said, "Please, ask your questions."

Rode decided to start with a simple question.

"Are you a Starfire Sequence or a Spiritfire Sequence? What are your characteristic abilities?"

The black priest's voice sounded slightly confused, "Master, how could I be a Firebearer? If I could ignite souls, how could I have fallen into the Doomsday Cult?"

Rode furrowed his brows.

"You're not a Firebearer? Then where did your spiritual power and your shitty ability come from?"

The black priest hurriedly said, "Master, the filthy pigs of Thalorian have concealed a lot of information. It's normal that you don't know. Besides the two sequences of Firebearers, we have other ways of obtaining power. I am a Soulbearer, a Black Soulbearer who devours polluted traits. My ability is pollution."

This was completely new knowledge. Rode had only heard the term "Soulbearer" from the Chief of the Internal Affairs Adjudication Department before, and he had never come across similar information anywhere else.

"Tell me more."

The black priest's face turned bitter, but she quickly said, "Soulbearers have two sequences. They don't have any power themselves, but they gain power by resonating with the traits of souls. They are called White Soulbearers. Those who gain power by devouring the traits of souls are called Black Soulbearers."

"What are soul traits?"

"They are the condensed substances of souls that gather the power and nature of souls."

Rode furrowed his brows, feeling a sense of unease.

"Where do these things come from?"

The black priest naturally answered, "They are extracted and refined from the souls of powerful individuals. Our technology is not very mature, so we can only use the souls of living or recently deceased people to possibly extract their soul traits and refine them into soul traits."

"But we also have a small chance of directly obtaining soul traits. My polluted trait was obtained by chance in the depths of darkness. It is extremely powerful and has a wide range of influence. It is considered to be close to the laws of the universe's origin."

A chill spread through Rode's heart. He didn't want to delve any further, but his unstoppable curiosity made him ask.

"What is the law of the universe's origin?"

The black priest hesitated, but she could only say, "It is the strongest, most fundamental, and most complete law."

"What is a law?"

"It is the characteristic of a soul. The reason why we have various characteristics is because of the laws of the universe itself. Spiritual power can achieve various abilities through various laws. The same goes for the spark of the soul. They are broken and incomplete laws."

"Oh." Rode understood, "So your law is to spray shit?"

The black priest's face looked like it was about to split open.

"It's pollution! I can manipulate minds, corrupt bodies and souls, and also have a certain degree of control over flesh. I can change bodies and have strong vitality. I also dabble in the domains of filth and darkness, and can control the power of filth and a part of darkness."

"Master!"

She began to wail.

"Believe me, I will definitely be a great toy. I can transform into anything you want, endure any intense punishment from you, and I won't be broken. Please save me... If they break through the barrier, you won't be able to get me."

Rode curiously asked, "What is this barrier?"

The black priest's face was contorted, but she only had this last hope of survival. If she entered the Internal Affairs Adjudication Department, she would only have a dead end, and death would be extremely painful and prolonged. She could only answer, "It is a forbidden item made using the characteristics of soul worms. The law is Severance."

"Soul worms... Are they monsters? You can extract the characteristics of monsters?"

"These are ancient items made by the ancients. We don't have the ability to do that."

Rode's eyes turned, and he asked again, "What are the Savior Plan and the Eclipse Plan?"

The black priest had no way out now. Under Lauren's fierce attacks, the barrier was about to collapse. She could only quickly answer:

"We obtained the Book of Fated Death from the ancient city of Sagus. We deciphered the prophecies in the book and searched for a very powerful weapon. Its fragments are located between the cracks of the spirit realm and the material realm. As long as we obtain this weapon, we can save everyone."

"The Eclipse Plan is to create Lumina, a spiritual material that is polluted by pollution, in order to achieve the purpose of polluting fire. We will offer the polluted fire to the Dark King, and we will gain his protection, so that the black mist and the monsters in the black mist will no longer attack us."

"These two plans are parallel. As long as one of them is achieved, it will be enough."

So that's how it is.

Many long-standing doubts were answered, and Rode nodded in satisfaction, saying, "One last question, who is responsible for the Redstone Village migration case? Where is the culprit?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rode noticed that the black priest was looking at him with a very strange gaze.

"Master, what do you mean? The Redstone Village migration case was done by the polluter Senna and you led the team, right? Didn't you kill Senna and successfully monopolize the power of the ritual? Your wisdom, strategy, and ruthlessness are admirable. I willingly submit to you and with my help, you will eventually rule this kingdom and become the supreme king of Thalorian!"

Like a bolt from the blue sky, Rode was stunned.

What does this mean?

Am I the culprit?

This is impossible. I clearly went through a perfect deduction and proved that I am definitely not the culprit.

Is she trying to deceive me?

But what's the point of that?

If she wants to retaliate against me, why would she tell me? She could just report it directly to the Internal Affairs Adjudication Department.

If she wants to bind me to the war chariot that must save her, she shouldn't have revealed this fact.

Otherwise, I would just kill her, and the secret would be kept.

Rode's mind was in chaos, and the two perfect logical chains collided like absolute contradictions, shattering his sanity.

And the black priest became even more anxious, shouting, "Master, quickly, give me the Soul Red Crystal. I can turn into flesh and hide in your body! The barrier is about to break, there's no time!"

Rode completely ignored her words and asked with red eyes, "Am I really the culprit? Is this dream the power you obtained from the ritual?"

The black priest anxiously said, "What dream? Isn't the ritual about devouring the power of the god of filth and feces? You've been in the sewer for so long, eating so much shit, and only then did you become so strong. Do you think we don't know? If you don't want to feed me your powerful shit, I just need to stay alive..."

With a bang, the entire barrier shattered, and Lauren's entire body was filled with surging spiritual power as he rushed in. He immediately remembered the experience in the warehouse last time and shouted, "Don't kill her!"

Bang!

The last trace of spiritual power immediately poured into the spirit gun, and the sealed bullet shot out, hitting the remaining head of the black priest directly.

Her extremely fragile soul couldn't withstand such a powerful impact and instantly shattered, and her head exploded into pieces all over the ground.

In his desperation, Rode didn't have time to conceal it and could only shoot her head.

A black line with a strange color entered his chest.

[Balistan Selmy's soul]

[Contains the polluted law of the source]

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