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Chapter 241: Powerhouse

Chapter 241: Powerhouse

Viktor’s POV:

’Ugh, why are they running late? Did some problem occur while pulling her soul out? Did the system interfere?’

Viktor rubbed his chin while staring at his cup of tea in the garden. He thought if Yir pulled the soul, it won’t create any problem. But seeing that they were taking so long made him think if something happened or not.

’Should I go back and check?’

The moment he was about to stand up, he saw a bright golden light approaching him. Beside that light, he saw a woman with a dark cross mark on her chest.

It was the saint that had just died.

’Oh, looks like he did it.’ He smirked and sat back on the chair. He then welcomed them with a happy smile and said, "Ah, you did a splendid job, Yir. You found a great soul. How do you feel about committing your first crime?"

Yir scratched the back of his head with an awakened smile and replied, "Um, I don’t know but, um... I feel so light and free. I don’t feel like I am bound by any rules. Ah! So addicting."

Yir couldn’t help but form an evil smile on his face. He started to giggle in excitement that he almost forgot he was still holding her hand.

Crack...

"Oh?" Viktor looked at the saint’s hand facing backwards after hearing a crack.

"W..What did you do to my hand!!! Aaaaaahh!!!!!"

"Oh, my apologies. Lord Viktor. I have fenced her from her body." He then bowed a little and stepped a few steps back, leaving her all alone in front of the Lord of his Lord. "I hope you can have a great, productive time with her, my Lord."

But the saint was standing like a clueless little child in front of the sharp fangs of a dragon. Her pride made her think that she would ascend to heaven because she was a saint.

Her confidence made Viktor chuckle.

’She’s sure a confident little brat. But she is forgetting that she’s dead. Walking around without anybody. She’s in her most vulnerable state where any bad spirit can possess her soul and corrupt her. Oh.. She’s a bad soul herself..hahaha.. spirit can’t possess her. She’ll possess them.’

"Ahem!! Take a seat." Viktor cleaned his throat and pointed her to the floor

The saint nodded and when she was about to take a seat in front of him, Viktor said, "What are you doing?"

"I.. um.. didn’t you tell me to sit down?"

She narrowed her eyes in confusion and asked, "What are you doing here anyway? Don’t tell me you also died. Ahahaha!!"

Viktor smirked and said, "Sit on the floor. Not on the chair."

"Why are you even telling me what to do, huh? You don’t tell me what to do. I am sure my Lord will hate it if I sit on the floor, right?"

She looked back and saw Yir, the person who carried her kneeling 10 feet away from him. He kept his eyes shut and showed his back open by spreading his wings.

It was clear that he was surrendering in front of someone great.

"Wh..What is going on?"

"Haven’t you realised that you’re dead?" Viktor asked.

"Yes, and the Lord will guide me to heaven. I am a saint who heals people."

"I know who and what you are so sit... " Viktor released his terrifying aura that killed all the plants and grass turn black. The sky became grey, covering the suns from illuminating warm light.

The saint knew she was in big trouble so she took a seat on the floor immediately. But still, she had the audacity to keep asking him questions.

"Aren’t you supposed to be in the royal palace? What is your relationship with the lord? And if I am dead, how are you able to see me?"

"Why? Because I am the demon lord."

Her face turned pale the moment she heard that.

"Well, Not an actual demon lord. I am just playing the role of the demon lord because the system ordered me. My name is Viktor E. North, the demigod of all living records, currently the citizen of Helsia, the 1st realm of gods."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Oh? That cat ears didn’t inform you of anything?"

"Cat ear? How dare you talk like that!!!"

"That god you’re speaking of isn’t even a demigod. His real name is Kiki, a dungeon administrator. He takes care of the tower system and all the planets which are connected with it. I entered a dungeon to play some game and ended up here talking about the role of the demon lord. Hehehe! So, no hard feelings. Okay? And as the payment for disturbing me, I will be having your soul as an experiment subject."

"You’re...you’re lying...that can’t be the truth!!"

"I know, kid. This universe is hopeless. Yir, grab her tightly. I want to put her soul in this small little cube I made."

"Wait!! Wait!! I can give you so much money!! You know, I am the crown princess, right? I will give you the emperor position if you let me kill him! I promise!!"

But Viktor kept staring into her eyes with a grin on his face. He was enjoying every single moment as well as Yir.

"Yes, my Lord."

Viktor stood up and grabbed his face firmly. Her eyes became pale as white the moment she saw the golden halo above Viktor’s head and those golden eyes that looked like they would devour her if she made one wrong move.

Viktor’s hand reached her chest where her core was beating, visible inside her transparent body. It went inside without any issue but the pain she was experiencing was unimaginable.

Her voice began to crack from screaming so much but since a soul doesn’t need to breathe, she continued to scream until she saw her core being ripped out of her body and finally lost consciousness.

The darkness enveloped her from everywhere, making her fall into a deep sleep. Her transparent body turned into a dark coil and finally, it turned into dust before vanishing.

"Lord Viktor. Did you use the time-accelerating scroll on her?"

"Yes. I want her soul to feel endless darkness for billions of years. She’s not worth getting reincarnated. The sensation and experience of both life and death are too much for her. I want her to experience emptiness forever."

"Even after living for a long time with my ex-owner, I’ve never seen or heard of this type of scroll. It’s my first time hearing about it. May I ask what the time difference is?" Yir asked.

"Every second in real life is 1 million years inside this box. Her soul is stuck here in my hand forever. The more she stays, the more dark energy she will generate. The soul of a mortal is immortal. So, I won’t have to worry about her death if she’s in her soul form."

Viktor looked at the cube which he was holding and saw it was already turning grey, meaning the soul is already making pure dark energy.

The perfect raw material for running another medicine he was planning to build. Also his food.

He put his small grey cube inside his dimension pocket and said, "Let’s go and attain her funeral. Also, I have something to pick up from her body."

"Understood, my lord."

***

A mortal body is a temporary vessel for a soul that lives forever. When a vessel dies, it travels from one planet to another planet in the blink of one’s eye but since the flow of time is different from each other, one soul has to wait a thousand or probably a million years before their next reincarnation.

So what happens to the soul that waits for that long, drifting here and there before going inside another body?

Do they need food to stay alive?

Do they need sleep or rest?

Do they sleep or stay awake while they travel?

The answer is, they do not need food, sleep or rest to stay alive. They stay unconscious and see flashbacks of their past life before forgetting everything.

They travel around without losing a drop of their soul essence and stay alive as long as it takes.

So what if someone takes a soul and uses it as a powerhouse? What if someone takes advantage of the soul and manipulates it as he wishes?

Of course, it is possible and that’s what Viktor did.

To him, a mortal’s emotions are food for him, a nutritious supplement for running his core. If the mortals all over existence die, they will run out of natural energy supply.

But no god has ever thought of using a mortal soul as a powerhouse because it never came across their mind. Because there is no need for using them where natural mana stones lie all over the realm of gods.

Only the mind of mortals can think of eating cockroaches for protein.

That’s what Viktor is doing.