Chapter 153: A Special Soul
"Rat, Volcano, we shouldn't go to Wangpan Mountain!"
Lincoln jolted awake from his dream, his eyes unfocused, his body weak and limp. Just moments ago, he had once again entered the state known as Great Dream of Eternity, reliving the accident of his transmigration countless times. The only difference was that last time, he had entered the dream as his Fire Element Chief Sovereign clone, while this time he had entered it as his Dark Sovereign Clone. Moreover, his sense of self had been much stronger in the dream this time, and he had gradually become unwilling to follow the fated "plot" that ended in his death.
His countless cycles had also left his thoughts scattered and unfocused...
A few breaths later, Lincoln finally came to his senses. He recalled that Hela had used the Heart of the Underworld to examine him, causing him to enter Great Dream of Eternity once more. He looked up, only to find Hela's face frighteningly pale, as if she had lost a great deal of Quintessence Blood.
"What's wrong, Hela?!" Lincoln hurriedly took her hand. At the same time, he did his best to shake off his own weakness and tried to use the Laws of Darkness to help Hela enter a more peaceful state so she could recover.
Hela gazed at Lincoln in disbelief, her eyes somewhat unfocused. "Lincoln, your soul really is special. I feel as if your soul isn't even governed by the Death Rules. That's impossible. Even angels, though controlled by the Light Sovereign and the Dark Sovereign, still have souls that are unquestionably bound by the Death Rules. If I hadn't clearly sensed that you had a soul, I wouldn't have believed such an absurd feeling was possible."
As she spoke, Hela's gaze came