Chapter 1772: Skull Throne (big chapter seeking monthly ticket)
The giant skeleton stared at He Ao and raised a hand. An invisible Purple Radiance lit up across its bones.
From the deepest reaches of the void, a shrill cry tore through the sky.
Twisted pressure spread over He Ao's body.
A faint Angel-class oppression emanated from the enormous skeleton.
He Ao watched the skeleton, Purple Radiance covering his pupils. Patches of illusory shadows also spread across the skeleton's body.
They were souls stitched together one by one.
These souls had been connected through an exquisite technique, like pieces of cloth sewn together, forming a cloak of souls draped over the giant skeleton.
These soul cloaks served as both fuel and support, sustaining the skeleton's High Status pressure.
The skeleton itself was not an angel, but its creator had used a series of intricate techniques, perhaps along with some Transcendent Items, to forge it into a powerful undead creature with Angel Rank.
The power of Hyper-memory pierced through the void and into the shadows draped behind the skeleton, but it found nothing.
The memories and consciousness of those souls had been completely erased. Each soul was left with only an outer shell, sewn into part of the skeleton's enormous soul cloak.
What surprised He Ao was that after essential structures like memories and consciousness had been removed, the core existence of these souls had not been damaged. They were linked together by seemingly insignificant mystical connections.
It was like cutting a lotus root into three sections and taking away most of the middle section, while the remaining fine strands still held the entire root tightly together, preserving its general shape.
Such an operation was extraordinarily delicate and required profound attainments in soul-related mysticism.
He Ao could not do this.
Even if