"Oh ho~! I'm getting closer~ I'm getting even closer~~"
With a lewd grin, Bell gradually brought Frostmourne's blade closer to Mu De's face.
To be honest, before this, Bell had not known whether Frostmourne could restrain the trolls' Loa Gods. After all, these Loa Gods were quite different from ordinary souls.
But now, Mu De's unexpectedly intense reaction had directly revealed the truth to Bell, saving him the trouble of testing it himself.
"No! Don't come any closer! You devil! You blasphemous devil!"
"...Fine, I'll stop teasing you."
Seeing Mu De in such a miserable state, on the verge of crying and snotting everywhere, Bell suddenly felt as though he were molesting an innocent woman. The thought instantly killed his interest and even made him feel a little sick.
His left hand shot out and grabbed Mu De by the top of the head. Exhausted, Mu De could not even put up a proper struggle or dodge.
Soul Extraction!
"No! You can't do this!"
Mu De let out a shrill roar, but he could not stop Bell in the slightest.
Streams of light flew out from Mu De's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, gathering in Bell's palm. Before long, as Bell slowly raised his hand, a translucent figure was gradually pulled out through the crown of Mu De's head.
Bell's hand rose steadily and slowly. Mu De's fierce struggle made Bell's arm tremble slightly as well. It was clear that Bell was not having an easy time either.
But no matter what, with both his energy and strength depleted, Mu De ultimately failed to resist Bell's Curses. His entire soul was pulled from his physical body.
Bell let out a long breath. Without the support of his physical body, Mu De's soul was like duckweed without roots. Though it still