Chapter 103: A Thousand Armies Parted
Chapter 103: A Thousand Armies Parted
I think I've figured out its ability.
As the soul detached from that strange "Pyramid" and returned to its true body, Lyon, who looked a little dazed, shook his head and temporarily stopped purging the corrupt Lane Clan members. Instead, he turned to the Black Goat and asked:
"You mentioned that your heart represents inflated ambition, and your ability should be related to pride and domination, right?"
"Huh?"
The Black Goat, who was feeding on evil souls, was slightly taken aback but quickly nodded in agreement.
"That's about right. At least, based on what I know about it, that's what it's capable of."
"Then it's good."
After recalling the appearance of the pyramid, Lyon confidently concluded:
"I'm not sure about pride, but regarding the rules of domination, I've figured out most of it. The source of his domination ability should be power.
After merging with Bobby Lane, he gained a significant boost to his domination ability by using the other's identity as the first heir. This allowed him to successfully unite with the entire Lane Family.
If I'm not mistaken, the entire Lane Family is now considered his 'territory,' which is why we can't leave casually, and even flying would be shot down.
Moreover, he has absolute domination over all Lane Family members of lower status, directly demanding their complete submission..."
"It does seem to be the case..."
After hearing Lyon's analysis, the Black Goat nodded in agreement, then sighed helplessly:
"But knowing it doesn't help. He still has over three thousand people under his command. Even if you replaced all your skin, you couldn't handle that many Responses:
"Hmm?"
Lyon's actions left the Black Goat a little dazed, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:
"Why are you turning back? Aren't we going to continue?"
"It's enough."
Lyon glanced at his Corruption Value, which had increased to 2 points, and at the golden 'I Am the Devil' and the silver 'Practitioner' badges on his panel. Feeling satisfied, Lyon hurried along while asking:
"I remember you saying that Bobby Lane merged with your heart, and now you're inseparable, right?"
"Huh? Yeah, what about it?"
Lyon smiled and explained:
"I just had a crazy idea. When a person merges with an anomaly, if I can directly use their anomaly, how would that work?"
"Huh?"
[I Am the Devil (Gold): Through a massive slaughter fueled by madness and evil, you have successfully revived a portion of a demon's incarnation, earning its heartfelt gratitude and recognition.]
[Equip Effect: When in contact with anomalies bearing the 'Fallen' mark, as a demon, you will have the authority to use them, greatly enhancing their effects and reducing the cost of use.]
[Advancement Path: Find all incarnations of this great demon, successfully revive and completely enslave them. This badge will automatically advance to the special badge 'Devil Overlord.']
[Hidden Trait (No Need to Equip): Your soul exudes an unparalleled evil aura, indistinguishable from a demon to those with soul perception.]
...
Hmm? Why did he turn back?
After noticing the unusual situation in the soul perception, the "Maid" who had a pair of scissors to her brother's neck, forcing him to abdicate early, was taken aback. She quickly withdrew her consciousness and warily gazed at the two rapidly approaching souls.
As Lyon's figure came into view, he saw the other man's flesh and blood completely exposed, his hands bare, and a look of weariness on his face. Only now did a victorious smile appear on Lyon's face.
It seemed that the other man had just engaged in a high-speed slaughter, and it wasn't without cost. If Lyon's guess was correct, the other man's ability not only consumed his willpower but also caused him to lose some of his physical tissue.
Judging by his current state, Lyon estimated that he was reaching his limit and was about to make a final desperate move.
Lyon sighed, losing interest in his opponent. With a snap of his fingers, over seven to eight hundred "puppets" under his control rushed towards Lyon.
Lyon, who had been conserving his limited stamina by constantly fleeing, seemed to know this was his final battle. This time, instead of dodging, he held onto the Holy Spirit Pendant and charged head-on.
With the powerful effect of the pendant, the crowd, like zombies, was easily swept aside as they approached. Even those blocking his path were directly thrown aside, and no one could get within three steps of him.
Lyon looked like an invincible warrior on the battlefield, charging into the densest part of the formation alone. No one was a match for him, and no one could even slow his stride!
However, using the pendant's power so recklessly came at a cost. Even though the Bronze Vassal had upgraded to the Silver Vassal badge, reducing the consumption of the pendant's power, Lyon's skin continued to rapidly disappear.
With each surge through the crowd, the damage that had initially only reached his forearm now rapidly moved upwards—elbow, upper arm, shoulder, chest—and finally, all the way up to his neck.
Without the protection of his skin, the delicate blood vessels were easily torn by his rough clothing. By the time he reached the young man, his crimson blood had completely soaked through Lyon's coat, dripping from its hem and leaving a bloody trail behind him.
...
Well, that's a bit spirited, but that's all.
As Lyon, covered in blood, charged towards him, the young man, unafraid, didn't even bother to dodge. Instead, he crossed his arms and spoke indifferently, "You..."
"Are you going to die if you don't act tough?"
Lyon leaped, pinning the young man to the ground. After a solid fight, Lyon, feeling much better, raised his blood-soaked right hand and grabbed the young man's chest.
So... he thinks my heart is in my chest, and destroying it will kill me?
The young man couldn't help but scoff at Lyon's foolish action.
Idiot!
I am the heart, and the heart is me! Being in perfect harmony with my body means I have no weaknesses. That heart you destroyed is just a meaningless lump of flesh. Unless you can... you can...
Feeling the power being forcibly manipulated within him, and seeing Lyon's skin rapidly regenerating, the young man, with a bloody handprint on his face, couldn't help but widen his eyes, almost popping them out of their sockets!
What the hell? Did he just "use" me?
(End of Chapter)
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