Apocalypse: Transmigrated with an Overlord System
Chapter 135: The Rise Beyond the Mist

Chapter 135: Chapter 135: The Rise Beyond the Mist

The air in the deep forest is still humid and heavy, with the fishy smell and oppression of the mutant beast after the rage.

Eli slowly walked out of the black fog, his hair wet with cold sweat and stuck to his forehead, but his expression was frighteningly calm. The tenth-level mutant behind him lay quietly on the ground, its eyes still full of madness, but it dared not resist anymore.

Eli did not show much emotion but just stared at the tall figure standing on the rock in the distance.

Atlas did not take action from beginning to end but just watched calmly. His cloak fluttered in the wind like a silent flag in the night.

"You did it."

The voice was very light, but it was like a signal of some heavy shackles breaking.

Eli slowly walked a few steps closer, his throat choked, but he only whispered:

"Didn’t you say that I could never control the tenth level?"

"Yes, so you tried your best to prove it to me." Atlas looked at him calmly, his tone without any fluctuation. "This means... you are not proving it to me but proving that you can surpass the limit you think."

Eli frowned, his chest heaving violently. He knew that this was a rare affirmation from his father. But somewhere in his heart, he still felt sour.

"Can’t you... say that I did a good job?" He whispered, his voice almost hoarse, "Even if it’s only once."

Atlas was silent for a moment, untied a heavy crystal core bag from his waist, and threw it to him.

"Inside are the high-level crystal cores I hunted. Some of them are beyond your control at the moment, but you will need them sooner or later."

Eli was stunned, his fingers trembling as he grasped the bag tightly.

"...Are you concerned about me?"

"I’m preparing for the next stage of training." Atlas’s mouth showed almost no emotion. "I don’t want you to die when you are too weak."

Eli lowered his head and chuckled. He said nothing more but patted the mutant beast behind him gently.

"Let’s go, big dog."

They went deeper into the forest, where they would train next and take the next step in their growth.

At the other end of the forest, a hundred miles away from Eli, the black fog was deeper and the spiritual pressure was heavier.

Liora knelt in the open space beside the dry well in the dense forest, her shadow crawling on the ground as if alive. Her body was almost limp due to the excessive operation of soul power, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her lips were pale.

"Once again... once again..." she panted and murmured.

Six translucent soul flames floated in front of her, all of which were high-level spirits she hunted today. She bound them forcibly in the soul realm, relying on the shadow’s devouring ability to suppress the backlash.

"You do not belong to me, but you will eventually submit to me."

The shadow circled up and entangled those soul flames. She exerted force on her palm, and the air shook. The surrounding woods suddenly exploded, and dust flew.

The souls were struggling, and screams echoed in her mind.

But Liora just gritted her teeth and focused on these souls, who were more troublesome than that mutated horned tiger.

The black shadow turned into countless tentacles, tearing and compressing the souls like a spiderweb and forcibly embedding them into the soul. Soon she was able to suck them, but they still caused a ruckus in her soul realm. So she hurriedly purified them and appeased their anger.

After repeating this process countless times, now her shadow became more and more dense, flowing on the ground like liquid, and her eyes began to glow with a faint dark red.

The power of soul absorbing made her soul vision ability advance by leaps and bounds. Now she can clearly see the colors and strengths of different souls and even distinguish their wills and good and evil emotions when they were alive.

But she also paid a price.

Her emotions became more and more unstable.

She was fighting for dominance with her shadow.

She even heard the souls whispering in her ear in her dreams, tempting her to fall into chaos.

But she never retreated.

She opened the diary given to her by Atlas, and the latest blood words emerged like a warning bell:

"The main soul will wake up, and the shadow master must be established. Otherwise, all souls will backfire."

She did not show fear but just smiled softly: "Come on, I’m not afraid."

One month later

Time passed quietly like water.

The moonlight was like frost. In the night forest, Eli’s figure flashed, his small body wavered like a tide, and with a wave of his hand, three high-level mutant beasts stopped and knelt quietly on the ground.

"Almost, the control time was not long enough." He evaluated himself in a low voice, sweat pouring down his forehead, but his eyes were as firm as iron.

In the depths of the misty forest on the other side, Liora sat on the top of the tallest tree, with shadows floating behind her and three powerful shadows floating in front of her, with clear shapes and condensed breath.

She whispered, "Shadow Chain." It was the name she had given to this technique.

The shadow quickly wrapped around like a snake, turning into a black magic circle, and instantly activated the spiritual skills.

Boom——!

Half of the mountain was directly cut off.

She stood up, her eyebrows were cold, and her black jacket fluttered like a night eagle.

This month, she and Eli were not idle.

One honed the strength of the mind in control.

The other honed the will of the soul in devouring.

Today, they are no longer the two people struggling on the edge of the misty forest.

They already have the power to shake the world of the strong.