Above The Sky
Chapter 636 - 636 599 You're Actually The Unyielding Fortress!

636: Chapter 599: You’re Actually The Unyielding Fortress?!

(Mega chapter, requesting monthly votes!) 636: Chapter 599: You’re Actually The Unyielding Fortress?!

(Mega chapter, requesting monthly votes!) “Do not be afraid,” their numbers are limited.

The Dead River Armament cannot summon the phantasms of souls from within themselves without limit like the Deceased Monarch, for the River of Death can only utilize the lost souls within it as fuel, able to call forth only those who were devoured by it, those knights and guards who were loyal to him in life.”

Adalbert’s voice arose from behind Ian, as the Deceased Monarch, clad in blood ice armor, slowly came to the side of the Ghost Valley Knight, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

He looked distantly at Viscount Avak, and his voice grew louder, eventually shaking the entire Subspace Labyrinth, “Raffin Avark, can you hear the voices of these lost souls?”

“Whether they are the knights and soldiers who believed in you and whom you devoured, or the ordinary people you used as fuel,”

“They are all Humans.

They all feel pain, even if they are now lost souls and phantasms, but the grudge still points at you and me, and that is the sin on us.”

He raised his sword, pointing at Viscount Avak who was now completely covered in blood-colored armored clothing and silent, “You can never become the Deceased Monarch, because from the very beginning, you meant to deceive them, to hide the truth behind lies and deceit—Even if you succeeded for a while, you would never achieve the results that the Duke of Solin desired!”

“That’s why I released those lost souls during your experiment and destroyed your body…

They did nothing wrong and should not be used by you like this!”

So that’s how it is.

Ian suddenly realized why Viscount Awak, as the local lord, appeared in front of the Tres Squad in the form of a phantom right from the start…

because it was Adalbert who, while Viscount Awak was attempting the experiment to become the Deceased Monarch, freed the most crucial lost souls, allowing himself to become the Deceased Monarch and completely cut off Viscount Awak’s hope of becoming one.

But Viscount Awak also countered immediately, on the one hand sending his phantasms to obstruct anyone intending to approach the Central Research Laboratory, and on the other seizing the Dead River Armament from Adalbert along with the store of Human Souls as fuel, to do battle with Adalbert the Deceased Monarch.

If it weren’t for Ian’s intervention, the battle between the two would most likely end in mutual destruction…

but there was also a small chance one side would emerge victorious, taking all of the other’s powers, and unifying all the technological aspects of the ultimate plan!

Which was precisely Duke of Solin’s real goal…

And that might be the source of the ‘golden’ sign from his Foresight View!

Facing Adalbert’s accusations, Viscount Awak merely sneered, “This is clearly your fault, you hypocritical fellow.

It was you who caused all this, and yet you have the audacity to blame me?”

“Suppose I only wanted to test the viability of this plan, just ‘thought’ about it, and you went ahead and made it a reality—it was you who caused the subspace anomaly, killed all my Domain Residents, and you dare to blame me…”

He couldn’t finish his sentence.

Because Ian, who didn’t want to listen to a fool’s prattle, had already launched his charge.

Adalbert indeed might have caused sins due to his own kindness.

He indeed had some guilt, but just a little, while the truly guilty ones were forever the anti-Human institutions of the Spirit Wisdom Institute and the Fiery Flame Land research organization.

And most importantly, Viscount Awak and the Duke of Solin who allowed, even led, all this to happen.

Especially the words of the Duke of Solin at the end…

Ian would not believe that the Duke of Solin did not intentionally guide Adalbert to do so; he absolutely did not believe it!

After all, Adalbert was a kind and gentle person, even one who wouldn’t shift blame.

He became the Deceased Monarch and was recognized by the lost souls because of pure kindness and love, not like Ian, who would only come to know ‘there’s such a thing?’ after the killing was done.

In any case, Ian had long since shifted the blame away for him in his heart.

Anyways, he was just a Prophet who relied on Spirit Energy to come here seeking chances and the Path of the Dao, helping whoever appealed to his mood.

Adalbert, sensing Ian’s charge, shouted immediately, “Now is the time for vengeance, charge with me!”

Instantly, the Deceased Monarch led the ghostly blue Phantom Legion, clashing with the blood-colored Phantom Legion summoned by the Dead River Armament.

Although most of the phantasms on Adalbert’s side were those of ordinary people, with only a few possessing Spirit Energy, including even a few children, they were unlikely to defeat the professional soldiers and knights summoned by the Dead River Armament, but his power was sufficient to help the phantasms on his side achieve their revenge.

Rings of light spread from beneath Adalbert’s feet, comprehensively enhancing his allies’ phantasms, who even had the bone-colored Blessing of Nether Fire lit around them, while the actions of the blood-colored phantasms started to slow, their movements becoming twisted and shattered.

This was the power he gained from the Dead Lord’s Power, the “Blessing of Nether Fire” and “Corrosive Aura”—it seems that each Deceased Monarch gains different powers, his clearly intended for group combat, fitting for the title King of Phantoms.

And Ian…

obviously leaned more towards individual combat,

Amid the fierce battle, a bluish shadow shot through the battlefield like thunder across the sky.

Blood-colored wraiths were merely brushed by a dull swordlight and returned to a scarlet mist, which was then swept into a tide by the aftermath of the swordlight, lashing the nearby formations, disrupting the entire array.

Ian streaked like a meteor, crossing through the blood-colored phantasms that didn’t even have time to target him, clearing a path.