Chapter 44

, and might even cause harm.

"Haha, I'm leaving. Until we meet again." Seeing that the situation had turned bad, Mamol wanted to recall his soul-split and slowly absorb the power of the Divine Soul of Ten Thousand Beasts he had just obtained.

Alex, who had been lying on the ground covered in blood with his eyes tightly shut, suddenly opened his eyes at that moment. He pressed his hands together, and from the front edge of his palms, a sword-shaped golden light burst out, stabbing toward Mamol's soul.

"The evil god absolutely cannot be reborn. Old thief, this last Sword of Glory of mine doesn't taste very good, does it? Haha." Burning what little battle aura he had left with the last of his strength, Alex's face turned ashen. He was already on the verge of death.

After the golden light struck the soul body, it swiftly spread across its surface. Mamol rammed left and right, but he could not escape the golden light's encirclement, and roared furiously, "Damn it! Why can't the Divine Soul of Ten Thousand Beasts be used by me?"

"Friend." The childish voice rang out again. "There's no harm in telling you. That black light isn't simply the Divine Soul of Ten Thousand Beasts. Within it are many kinds of powers from different sources, restraining one another. Even gods don't dare touch that black light, let alone us mere mortals. Let me give you a word of advice: don't covet this power. The damage to your soul this time is your lesson."

No sooner had the childish voice finished speaking than the golden light wrapped around the soul body was completely devoured by the black light, slowly revealing a form.

This form looked unlike any known life on the continent. It had four arms, a pair of fleshy wings on its back, and its whole body was pitch-black, its face impossible to see clearly. The strange creature slowly descended to the ground and stood on two feet.

"Teacher," Niu Dacheng cried, "he... he's taken shape." Ishir was also drenched in sweat, gripping her staff tightly, waiting only for her teacher's order to launch an attack.

"No need to be nervous," the childish voice said. "He doesn't have the evil god's consciousness. He's no different from a newborn infant. Bring him down."

"Yes." Niu Dacheng carefully approached the strange creature. Seeing that it had no reaction at all, he took its hand and led it into the basement.

The Radiant Knights' rebellion finally came to an end. The Axon Town garrison captured around a hundred rebel soldiers and returned to their temporary station.

As for the Dead City that had suffered the attack, because Inglek the snake-man had guided the residents of the Dead City out through the west gate to take shelter in the Beast Territory during the early stages of the battle, only the city defense guard had remained in the city to fight the enemy. The beastfolk civilians suffered no real casualties, but the city defense guard once again took a severe blow and suffered heavy losses. After learning of this matter, the beastfolk grand commander was extremely furious and dispatched an envoy to the Thunder Eagle Empire to demand an accounting. Chancellor Atrien, his forehead scorched and his head rotten with worry, discussed compensation matters with the beastfolk envoy. In the end, they settled on the Thunder Eagle Empire paying eighty percent and the beastfolk taking responsibility for twenty percent of the casualty condolence payments to the families of the Dead City guard, with the Thunder Eagle Empire responsible for rebuilding the Dead City. Both sides also reaffirmed the continental agreement, and only then did the beastfolk envoy leave in great satisfaction.

As for the Yi Family and the Axon Town garrison, because they had rendered merit in protecting the Dead City and quelling the rebellion, the garrison received a Snake Eagle Military Banner awarded by the empire, and all soldiers' salaries were raised by thirty percent. The lord, Yi Tianxing, was enfeoffed as a first-class marquis of the Red-Shoulder Eagle, and his eldest son, Yi Jun'en, was granted by hereditary privilege the title of second-class baron of the Sparrowhawk. The other students who had participated in the battle also received rewards.

The crisis finally came to a perfect close, but Hal had been unhappy for the past few days.

"Hal, still thinking about Lin Hanxuan?" Aslan asked with concern.

"Yeah. No one knows where Boss was taken, or whether he's in danger." Hal's face was crumpled with worry as he spoke.

Aslan did not answer. He simply sat with Hal on the school's mountaintop, looking at the southern sky.

"Hey, who exactly are you? Why did you capture us?" Although Lin Hanxuan was enveloped by the black shadow and could not move his hands or feet, his mouth could still talk.

"Your Highness, please be patient. Once we arrive, you will understand." The black shadow's voice was very stiff, as if he was not very used to speaking the Thunder Eagle Empire's official language.

"Bullshit. What kidnapper doesn't trick their hostage like that?" Yi Junze retorted sharply. "If you know what's good for you, let us down right now. My father is the head of the Yi Family. You won't get away."

"Heh heh heh. Little brother, using your father's reputation to scare people from Thunder Eagle might be somewhat useful, but..." The black shadow did not continue, but from the meaning in his words, he was not someone from the Thunder Eagle Empire.

Lin Hanxuan thought for a long time, but still could not guess why the black shadow had kidnapped him and Yi Junze. Was it to use them to threaten Yi Tianxing? Did the Yi Family have some treasure that had caught his eye? Lin Hanxuan glanced at Yi Junze.

Yi Junze shook her head. She did not know the reason they had been kidnapped either, but she could be certain that the black shadow's target was not her, but Lin Hanxuan.

Under cover of night, the black shadow swiftly moved south, secretly slipping through the defensive line of the Thunder Eagle Empire's southern army corps and heading straight for the Misela Empire.

Lin Hanxuan did not feel especially nervous or afraid. He had been paying attention to the black shadow's way of moving the whole time. It was very strange; it did not seem like flying.

Or perhaps it was an acceleration spell, but through the faint moonlight, he could vaguely make out the scenery outside flying backward at incredible speed. Compared with the acceleration magic he had once seen, this black shadow's speed could only be described as terrifying. What kind of magic was this?

Lin Hanxuan asked Yi Junze. Yi Junze thought for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Judging by the way this black shadow seems to have no physical form, I suspect he is an undead creature. It's possible that a very powerful necromancer fused himself with some kind of undead, or that it's a split-off fragment of the necromancer's own soul."

Lin Hanxuan asked in surprise: