Chapter 575: The Final Act (Part 2)
Chapter 575: The Final Act (Part 2)
This destructive power... It's incredible...
After glancing at the painting where the Corlock Kingdom was heading towards destruction, Lyon narrowed his eyes and gazed at the royal palace, its metal exterior glowing red-hot and on the verge of collapse. He couldn't help but mentally assess Prince Andre's capabilities.
Although the destruction was primarily due to the pre-painted abnormality scroll and the corrosive effect of the World Fragment, Prince Andre's ability to completely incinerate a city was impressive. In terms of sheer destructive power, he was already on par with some of the Yellow Path Bureau Chiefs. Additionally...
Lyon observed Prince Andre, even at the brink of collapse, still possessing astonishing strength. With a soul possessing at least sixty points of Immersion Value, Lyon couldn't help but smack his lips, feeling a hint of envy.
If it weren't for the fact that he had 'borrowed' the souls of his teammates from the Scorpio Bureau, his current level would only be around twelve or thirteen points. While that was decent for a new cleaner, it was still far behind these veterans who started at sixty points.
And this state, achieved through 'borrowing' teammates' souls, couldn't be maintained forever. After this mission, he would have to return their souls, and his capabilities would revert to their original 'weak' state.
Hmm... It seemed that upon returning, it would be best to ask the Bureau Chief if there was any way to quickly increase his Immersion Value.
After all, now that he had provoked the Butcher King Guild, his future opponents would undoubtedly have high Immersion Values. He couldn't just slaughter his teammates for their souls whenever he found his own lacking.
...
"How are you two still alive?!"
Just as Lyon began to brainstorm ways to quickly improve his Immersion Value, a familiar voice suddenly rang out from Prince Andre's mouth.
The snake-scale pattern on his face climbed upward again, and through Prince Andre's right eye, he saw the Corlock Kingdom being burned before him. The Tricolor Blood Orb between the siblings' eyebrows had lost half of its color. White Serpent's eyes immediately flashed with realization, and she exclaimed in shock:
"You're using this method to escape the constraints? Have you two gone mad?!"
I don't like the sound of that.
After hearing White Serpent's criticism of their plan, Lyon narrowed his eyes and immediately swung the Silver Slicer towards Prince Andre's right cheek.
Since the wound caused by the Silver Slicer could heal, he decided to take a swing first and worry about its effectiveness later!
"Stop! You shouldn't... Damn you!"
In response to Lyon's attack, the snake-scale pattern on Prince Andre's face suddenly peeled off, forming a semi-transparent half-body White Serpent. She bit down on the blade of the Silver Slicer, her interrupted words were swallowed back into her stomach.
They've gone mad! Absolutely mad!
White Serpent struggled to move her fangs away from the sharp edge of the Silver Slicer and watched as Prince Andre, ignoring her interference, gritted his teeth and continued to paint the sun. She was no longer calm and indifferent; her heart was filled with panic.
Fortunately, she hadn't left immediately but had been greedy, waiting for the Black and Snow Owls' souls to be annihilated before returning to retrieve the damaged World Fragment. If she hadn't been greedy this time, not only would the Black and Snow Owls have escaped the constraints, but the Corlock Kingdom would have been destroyed as well!
The royal bloodline must be severed, but the thirteen kingdoms representing humanity's seven vices and six virtues absolutely cannot be allowed to disappear along with it! During the Snake Husband's invasion, one of the six virtues, the Dong Qialaiwen Kingdom, had already been erased by the woman from the Virgin Bureau. If the Corlock Kingdom were destroyed this time, gathering the Essence of Humanity would become even more difficult... Damn it!
Seeing Lyon release the Silver Slicer and grab White Serpent's neck with both hands, pulling her away from Prince Andre, White Serpent, in a panic, immediately spat out the Silver Slicer and bit down on Lyon's wrist.
"Tsk!"
Four sharp fangs, two large and two small, effortlessly tore through Lyon's clothing, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't penetrate his skin. Instead, they produced an unpleasant sound like a knife scraping against glass.
How could it be so hard?!
Initially, Lyon thought he could take a bite and, even if he couldn't crush Lyon's arm, at least weaken him a little.
However, the fangs that could easily tear through a divine body failed to even scratch Lyon's mortal flesh. The White Serpent was momentarily stunned, only to have its dropped Scissor Silver Dagger caught by Lyon, who then swiftly sliced off its neck with a single stroke.
I've been waiting for this moment!
Having been tricked once by a 'backstabber,' Lyon was naturally on guard against the White Serpent's reappearance. While Prince Andre was altering the painting, Lyon had been drinking, and was never sober from the Wine Immortal state.
Grabbing the severed serpent's head, Lyon swiftly sliced it into seventeen or eighteen pieces with his knife. Looking at the fading snake scales on Prince Andre's body, Lyon asked,
"How are you holding up? Can you still manage?"
"It's a bit difficult... but I think I can still go on..."
After taking a brief breath, Prince Andre clenched his teeth and said,
"You can cut the scales that have left my soul, but please don't touch the ones on my soul. Doing so will weaken my soul, and I might... Damn it! Stop!"
A large number of snake scales receded from Prince Andre's limbs, crawling up his neck and covering his face. The White Serpent, controlling Prince Andre's face, glared at Lyon and roared,
"Stop! You can't do this!"
Hmm?
Lyon's eyes narrowed unconsciously, sensing something from the White Serpent's agitated demeanor. Its anger seemed to stem not from the preservation of the Corlock Royal Family's bloodline but rather the potential destruction of the Corlock Kingdom itself.
Unaware of the fleeting doubt in Lyon's eyes, the White Serpent took a moment to calm down and then spoke solemnly to Prince Andre,
"Black Owl! All you want is to go to the City of Regret and see your parents, right?
If you stop now and ensure the end of the Corlock Kingdom's... ensure the bloodline is severed, and kill this puppet made from your sister's soul, I promise to immediately release you from the Blood Oath, and then I'll send you to them!"
Hearing 'Andre's' words, Prince Andre, who was painting the sun with his right hand, paused momentarily.
Seeing the effect of his persuasion, the White Serpent rejoiced and quickly continued,
"Yes! If you stop, I'll keep my word!
Not only will you see them, but even if you want to live with your deceased parents and your tribe in the City of Regret, we can make it happen..."
"Slap!"
Lyon, having slapped the White Serpent, silently retracted his hand. The White Serpent, feeling dazed, instinctively raised its left hand to cover its burning face.
"You slapped me..."
"No."
As the scales on his left cheek faded, Prince Andre forced a smile, his mouth twitching.
"He slapped me."
"?"
Without explaining to the White Serpent, Prince Andre, having regained control of half his face, silently picked up the paintbrush, dipped in vibrant paint, and added a stroke of blazing sunlight to the scroll.
"Black Owl!"
Seeing that he had resumed painting, the White Serpent angrily said,
"Think carefully! If you refuse now, even if your soul can endure my torment, I'll make sure you never reach the City of Regret in this lifetime!"
Prince Andre paused for a moment before calmly responding with his half of the face,
"That's fine too."
(End of Chapter)
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