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Chapter 389: The Advent of the Grim Reaper (Long - Please Subscribe, Bookmark, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 389: Chapter 389: The Advent of the Grim Reaper (Long Chapter Please Subscribe, Bookmark, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

He leaned forward, leapt ahead, blocking the Knight Maid’s sword with his dual blades before swiftly changing moves, trapping the knight sword with his left-hand blade and thrusting his right-hand sword towards the maid’s pale neck.

A chilly gust of wind blew, and a powerful force struck the back of He Ao’s head—an attack from the Undead Vinc.

The moment He Ao attacked the maid, both Undead would inevitably come to her rescue.

Now is the time!

He Ao gathered the power of Super Memory and activated his Divine Sense, making all the force circulation routes visible to him.

However, instead of attacking the Undead Vinc, he leaned backwards, and the powerful blow hit the stealthily approaching Undead Ruolanke from behind.

These Undead had defenses against soul attacks, but having mastered their combat model and weaknesses, He Ao flawlessly bypassed their defenses, instantly shattering the vulnerable part of his soul,

In that instant, the body of the Undead Ruolanke stiffened, and a twisted hand suddenly emerged from his cheek, pushing outwards, followed by countless hands protruding from his body, bursting it open in a moment.

One after another, ephemeral figures spilled out, then quickly dissipated into the space around them.

At this moment, He Ao roughly guessed what Elijah was doing. She used a C-level soul as a container, stuffing individual souls as ’energy sources’ into a C-level soul, and through certain methods, merged their powers to forcibly craft a pseudo C-level Undead.

No wonder the faces of the Undead Vinc and Ruolanke were always twisted in madness—anyone subjected to such manipulation would go insane.

But now, He Ao had no time to dwell on this issue—while killing the Undead Ruolanke, the short-sword previously aimed at the Knight Maid drew a crescent mark instead, beheading the Undead Vinc following him in one stroke.

This did not kill the Undead Vinc.

The attack of the Undead Vinc faltered, became disordered, as if momentarily at a loss.

In that moment, He Ao followed up with a Mental Disturbance, shattering the vulnerable part of the Undead Vinc’s soul.

Subsequently, the soul of the Undead Vinc also exploded, turning into innumerable fading specters.

At that very moment, as the threat was gone, the sword light of the Knight Maid had already passed by the short-sword, slashing towards He Ao.

He Ao propped up his sword, allowing the Knight Maid’s sword to glide along the blade of his short-sword and his reclining form, obliquely upwards, beautifully evading the lethal strike.

His movements were as smooth as drifting clouds and flowing water, exuding an oddly orderly sense of beauty.

In fact, this seamless sequence of dispatching the two Undead was rooted in an accurate prediction of the trio’s actions and an understanding of their vulnerabilities.

A slightly misstep and it wouldn’t have been the two Undead who died, but He Ao himself.

At this moment, He Ao once again faced a choice.

To move forward, riding on the momentum to possibly take out the Knight Maid at certain risk, or to retreat, consolidating his gains but possibly incurring injury from the Knight Maid.

Clearly, the optimal choice was to advance, to press on in one go.

But in that split second, He Ao decided to retreat.

He moved, deflecting the Knight Maid’s sword and falling back; the momentum he had gathered from slaying two Undead vanished in an instant, and the Knight Maid, seizing the opportunity, changed her move drastically and stabbed through his left shoulder.

Yet at this moment, the injured He Ao felt no dismay but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, his choice had been ’altered’ once again.

But this also confirmed his speculation.

If Elijah sought to monitor his thoughts, it was certainly to alter his decisions at the right moment. But if that ’monitoring’ had failed, then how could Elijah determine when to influence He Ao?

It meant either her powers were unreal, able to continuously monitor He Ao’s thoughts, bypassing the perception of Super Memory, or she could only influence him through ’observation’ when He Ao was clearly about to make a decision.

As it turned out, Elijah did not possess the capability to directly monitor He Ao’s thoughts.

When He Ao had been planning to kill the two Undead, he had only one plan without any alternatives—it was do or die.

Elijah did not intervene with him at that moment.

But his original plan did not include killing the Knight Maid, so when he faced her, he had the choice to either ’advance’ or ’retreat.’ Here, Elijah interfered with his decision, leading him to choose the worse option.

From this, it’s clear that although Elijah’s ability to directly influence decisions is abnormal, it’s not perfect.

One who is being influenced and is aware of the interference will consciously guard against it and will immediately realize it after the fact.

This interference doesn’t apply to non-decisional scenarios; if one is stubborn and doesn’t choose, they won’t be influenced, and likely, the operator herself must judge whether the target is in the midst of decision-making.

If combined with the thought-monitoring power, these two issues could potentially be circumvented, but since the thought-monitoring ability had been broken by He Ao, that power was now halved.

Moreover, this ability might also be limited by time intervals and usage frequency, otherwise Elijah wouldn’t have waited until now to use it.

Once He Ao understood this ability, the stone in his heart slightly lightened.

As long as the pattern was found, there would be a way to counter it.

At this time, the Knight Maid’s sword had already pierced He Ao’s left shoulder, but he did not pull back.

Actually, he had prepared for both ’advance’ and ’retreat’ decisions, making it seem like two choices when, in fact, it was one.

To retreat was merely to advance in disguise.

As the Knight Maid’s sword penetrated his body, it also meant she was now very close to him.

The red glow of the sword on the right side suddenly flashed, thrusting towards the heart of the Knight Maid.

In a reflex, the maid sidestepped and drew her sword to block.

Just at that moment, as He Ao’s left hand drove another short sword forward along the withdrawn Knight’s sword, the movement of his left hand coupled with the extraction of the Knight’s sword stirred violently within his body, like a meat grinder churning inside him. Severe pain followed, but He Ao’s expression remained unchanged.

That red swordlight was even faster than the previous one, skillfully bypassing the Maid’s defenses and fiercely piercing through the right side of the Knight Maid’s body, transversing half of her torso and impaling her heart.

"Stop!"

And at the very moment He Ao pierced the Maid’s heart, the crimson liquid of the Ritual Array began to boil, the thick murderous intent spreading through the fluid.

Countless streams of crimson liquid burst forth like a fountain, attacking the spot where He Ao was standing.

At the same time, the Knight Maid’s face tensed, and she stumbled back, sitting at the center of the triangle, blocking He Ao’s path at the last moment.

The point He Ao had just pierced was where her energy converged, and at this moment the energy within her body should have shattered, rapidly sapping her life force.

"Your power is incompatible with the Church of the Grim Reaper; you don’t appear to be a believer."

Dodging the crimson liquid’s fierce and crazy attacks, He Ao approached the Maid who was still blocking his way with a short sword in hand.

"Hmm," with her stockings torn and blood staining her clothes, the Maid’s pale-faced but fiercely protective posture behind the Energy Points was accompanied by a pale smile,

"But, my sister saved me."

In an instant, He Ao’s body swiftly dodged to the side, leaping over the crimson trench before him and jumping into the pattern of the eye ahead.

The red tide surged, engulfing the spot where He Ao had just been standing.

At the same time, the crimson liquid raised the woman in the black dress, her eyes veiled in gauze, next to the Maid.

She reached out gropingly, "Lin, where are you?"

Phantasmal figures emerged from the bloody liquid, launching a frenzied attack on He Ao.

Though Elijah said not a word, He Ao sensed her anger; she nearly abandoned managing the Ritual Array, focusing the majority of her strength on attacking him.

He struggled forward, tumbling into the pupil of the eye pattern.

...

"Sister."

Lying on the ground, Lin reached out her hand and lifted the gauze veiling Elijah’s eyes, revealing greyish-white, lifeless, and unfocused eyes beneath.

Elijah instinctively reached for the gauze, but Lin gently caught her hand instead.

"Sister,"

she offered a pale smile, "Your eyes are so beautiful, so very beautiful."

Her voice grew softer until it completely faded away.

Elijah’s body froze in place. She tightly embraced the girl in her arms, twisting her head to ’look’ back at He Ao,

"You!!!!"

The calm and elegant demeanor on her face was now masked by contorted anger.

"Ha..."

Upon seeing her expression, He Ao suddenly let out a laugh, his body bloodied as he slumped in the center of the pupil. He slowly raised the short sword in his hand,

"So you too have someone you care about, someone you treasure, someone you’re unwilling to let go of."

The red short sword plunged into the crimson liquid.

In the center of this pupil, there was also an Energy Point.

An aura that made the soul tremble rippled forth.

Boom—

A sound like that of shattering porcelain echoed, and a network of fine cracks spread over the entire Ritual Array.

Countless purple glows scattered throughout the space.

The Ritual Array had shattered.

"You! All of you!"

The red liquid lifted Elijah’s body as she looked at He Ao somewhat crazily, with blood-red runes forming in front of her, eventually constructing a massive ’Eye of Truth’ hovering in the air, "Must die!"

"Praise You, the past, the present, the future, the eternal end, the terminus of all truths," a soul-penetrating chant emanated from the woman in the sky,

"All beings are born into suffering and weakness, only through death, they find eternity."

He Ao staggered to his feet, looking up at Elijah in the sky.

In truth, Elijah should have been ready to summon the Grim Reaper long ago.

But the more death there was, the stronger the summoned Grim Reaper’s power, the greater the Grace received.

According to her original plan, the entire city would have been her altar.

But now she could only construct a miniature altar that was ’Insignificantly’ smaller compared to the original,

The warm sun dimmed in the sky, and dense clouds obscured the entire firmament.

A vast pressure descended from an unknowable high place.