Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 650 - 295 Creating Chess Out of Thin Air

Chapter 650: Chapter 295 Creating Chess Out of Thin Air

The hall wrapped in a light membrane, filled with remnants, terrifying Blade Beasts unfolded their thin wings beside the stone pillars...

Wang Jixuan raised his hand and pressed No.5’s arm.

No.5 didn’t understand why;

Although this was just her Mind Body, the sensation was extremely real.

Suddenly touched by Wang Jixuan, she instinctively wanted to dodge, but restrained this reflex.

"What?"

Wang Jixuan didn’t reply, his Spiritual Sense focused on the gray shadow by the edge of the stone pillars, without turning his head to look, just frantically gathering the Soul Power of this Alien Soul.

Sensing Wang Jixuan’s peculiarity, No.5 slightly turned her head, looking to the surrounding areas.

Behind the stone pillars, it was desolate;

She didn’t see anything strange.

In front, the Black Silk Priest had already reached the entrance of the hall, raised her hand for a gentle touch, and was softly pushed away by an invisible Light Barrier.

"Ahead is the place where Lord God King was killed."

She spoke to herself, gazing at the scattered bones, initially filled with fear, but that fear gradually changed, muttering continuously:

"This is very cruel for us.

"Believing in God has been our ideology since childhood, serving God is our duty, witnessing God being killed by a Monster, that moment was a great sorrow for me.

"Yet I didn’t dare stand up to protect God, just watched God die here."

The Black Silk Priest’s voice trembled.

She seemed to press her chest forcefully, wanting to let out a mournful cry, but in the end only coughed twice, her body appearing even more frail.

The Black Silk Priest turned her head to look over, her eyes complex yet hollow.

She asked No.5: "Where should we go next? If you are also a divinity, can you guide us?"

No.5 curled the corner of her mouth, looking at Wang Jixuan.

She originally wanted to ask what to do next but unexpectedly saw Wang Jixuan’s Alien Soul on high alert, as if ready to act any moment.

Is there really an enemy?

"About you guys..."

Swish swish!

Two invisible Qi blades shot forth!

Wang Jixuan’s Alien Soul grabbed No.5’s arm, their form leaping backward!

During the jump, a strand of No.5’s long hair floated in front, dissipating into light.

The breaking sound appeared again, No.5 saw a gray shadow rapidly approaching, while Wang Zheng’s form beside her exploded, transforming into a ten-meter long Black Flood Dragon, a shock wave emitting around it.

The gray shadow was blown away by the shock wave!

No.5 waved her delicate hand, several Spiritual Energy Circuits appeared simultaneously, shooting dozens of tiny arrows capable of damaging souls inside.

Ding ding ding!

Several blade limbs danced chaotically, all arrows were deflected, leaving traces in the air.

Wang Jixuan’s Dragon Python Soul slashed forward with its left front paw, powerful Soul Power surged, that gray shadow attempting to move forward was knocked away again.

Its form staggered, crashing onto the light membrane enveloping the hall, revealing its full form.

A normal-sized body, slender torso and thin wings like insect wings when spread, a terrifying mouthpiece covered with thick conjunctiva, with a human-like face etched upon it.

This Galino, compared with the one Wang Jixuan had encountered before, looked slightly different.

The Black Silk Priest beside suddenly shouted, trembling while falling to the ground.

Galino’s right blade limb sliced through, the Black Silk Priest’s head flew backward, without any blood, the body dispersed.

Wang Jixuan’s Alien Soul turned into human form, slightly meditative, Soul Power condensing into a long sword.

No.5’s short hair became long, restoring her true features, representing ’full power,’ on that unchanged pretty face, gaining a few sacred aspects, her skin defying frost and snow.

"Night Spirit Cultivator... Black Storm..."

This Galino emitted a piercing noise.

Wang Jixuan laughed freely: "Old friend?"

Galino showed a thoughtful look, then slowly shook its head, its sharp voice speaking clearly:

"All our memories are shared, but I am not the companion you previously contacted. You are an enemy, as I see it."

No.5 snorted coldly: "So much nonsense."

She raised and opened her left hand, a beam of silver light surged forward.

Galino’s blade limb slashed forward, the silver light seemed substantial, directly split apart.

These moves seemed flashy, but actually, they were just ’Soul Power’ clashes.

Galino was about to counterattack, when Wang Jixuan suddenly raised his hand.

"Stop! We’re here to negotiate!"

Galino indeed stopped.

No.5 looked puzzled at Wang Jixuan, unsure of what he planned to negotiate.

Master Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

No.5 didn’t notice, but Wang Jixuan sensed something... How to put it, it’s quite complex.

To explain simply:

This palace is the core of the illusion, the illusion is gradually constructed from here outward;

This Galino is part of the palace;

The whole illusion, or the city, is the soul of the Pillar Blade Beast.

In other words, this Galino represents the soul of the Pillar Blade Beast.

This Soul Power is immense, so large that Wang Jixuan and No.5 combined can hardly topple one pillar here, if they fight this Galino, they cannot kill it, and will be exhausted by it.

Though only Alien Soul and Mind Body, this battle destined for defeat doesn’t interest the Daoist.

"Black Storm."

Galino showed a thoughtful expression, its stick-like lower blade limbs slowly pacing, speaking leisurely: