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Chapter 382 [Mysterious Weapon]
Ouranos body shuddered without end, limbs tense and joints locked, teeth chattering. Chaos. His blood essence thrashed in chaos. A searing heat engulfed his mind, and if he were any less in pain, any more lucid, he would have wondered if it was actually set ablaze. The Phosphor Fire Soul Refinement was undoubtedly one of the world’s most vile torture methods. He screamed, the pain sharp and unforgiving, all-encompassing. He screamed, begging for it to end.
At the sound of Ouranos miserable cries, the ashen-robed man broke into a grin full of sharp teeth. The greater his victim’s spiritual power, the greater their spirit’s resentment after refinement. And the larger his revitalization.
Ouranos couldn’t bear it. He lost consciousness as the green flame encroached on his spiritual world. But just as he was about to succumb to it, his forehead shone with a mysterious golden mark, the light bright enough to coax tears. In a flash, his spiritual world was rid of the flame.
When the man laid eyes on the golden mark, his eyes dyed the same gold, superego and ego snapping momentarily. Then he let out a miserable shriek, retracting his bone spikes from Ouranos and retreating as if he had just encountered a monster.
"You fucking bastard what did you do to my green flames!" The man howled out.
The green flames were a source for his resonance spirit and it also strengthened him so the fact that his green smoke disappeared truly made him extremely pissed off!
“I’ll kill you!” The man soared into the air. The bone spikes on his finger transformed into large claws and he slashed down at Ouranos.
Suddenly, Ouranos's eyes shot open.
A wave of dizziness struck the man when he looked into Ouranos's eyes, his movements slowing to a crawl. Those eyes! What are they?
A tinge of blue danced at the outer perimeter. Gone was youthful innocence, in its place an aura of omniscience.
His body jerked, tilting backward until it was almost parallel to the ground. And then it bounced back like a coiled spring. His limbs twitched, his muscles spammed, the crackle of joints echoing throughout the carriage. He brought his right hand over the gaping holes in his chest. Waved it once. The wounds hissed and sewed themselves back together, the leaking of blood obstructed in the process. Then the golden mark appeared on his forehead again.
Man eyes landed on the golden mark again it had three marks which made it into a trident!
The person before him wasn't a young boy but a youthful boy whose eyes glowed. He held out his hand as a mysterious weapon that appeared within his right hand the aura around this weapon was deadly yet so powerful. Ouranos eyes were full of brilliants lights.
reappearing right in front of the man’s nose, his spear in a thrust.
The man howled. His prey had become the predator. His instincts screamed doom as the spear closed in. He urged his body to the side, desperate to avoid the impending stab. But no matter how much he yelled at his body, it refused to move.
The spear impaled him.
What? But he was just over there a second ago! The man groaned, disbelief in his eyes at the spear protruding from his chest.
Then a chilling cold seeped into his body, the spear greedily sapping his soul power and life force away. Out from his body and into Tang Wulin.
The red hooded man shuddered. He could feel himself rapidly aging, skin sagging and bones thinning by the second. W-what’s happening to me? How is taking my life force?
Not only was he a twelve heavenly jewel ring master who had slayed Soul Sages in the past, he was also a one-word battle armor master! He was utterly shocked to be powerless before Ouranos's spear.
Those with the least regard for life feared death the most, and this man was no exception. Organs failing, body shriveling up, and life force flowing away, he could only stay still and watch as the spear grew brighter and brighter until it was a dazzling gold. He let out a silent scream at the thought of his inevitable, impending death. He screwed his eyes tight. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself surrounded in suffocating green. Mournful wails filled the air, countless flaming green wraiths in tow. They flocked to him. Embraced him. They swallowed him whole in their flames.
Ouranos eyes were ice cold as he pulled the spear and he frowned his eyes looked down on the man.
"Evil people like you do not belong in this world," Ouranos said in an ice cold tone he waved the spear within his hand and killed the man within a second. The mysterious weapon disappeared after that and Ouranos fell on the ground. He waved his finger as his Divine Inferno Spear flew straight toward him he fell down once again and he couldn't stay awake any longer.
A minute later, a red glow spread through the skies. But it disappeared as quickly as it had come. In its wake, a person clad in scarlet armor descended to Ouranos's side.
The armor had flames engraved onto it, each and every one unique, each and every one a powerful circuit core. The flames were numerous, as if intent on devouring the world. A scarlet visor obscured the user’s identity. Large bat-like wings sprouted from the person’s back, enabling flight, and with a single flap of the wings the flames flared to life.
“There’s someone over there!” someone shouted from a distance.
"Hello I am the general manager of this train my name is Laim Brown," a middle aged man said as he walked over there were many dead bodies laying on the ground.
“May I ask you to identify yourself?” Laim asked the red armored man whose eyes were staring at Ouranos.
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