Soul Trigger

Chapter 722 Gravity Ride
Mud shot into the sky, and the bewildered knight narrowly escaped the black gravitational pressure, feeling a chill run down his spine and his soul almost being crushed in an instant.

A destructive technique capable of annihilating the entirety of the inner world's perception, a destructive spell that appeared without warning, and a needle-like aura that could be felt even from high above...

Yes, his aura, Odin's aura is wrong! Why does he feel such a threat...?

A shudder ran through the depths of the Dead Apostle's soul, causing it to clutch the tainted Holy Grail tightly in its hand—

He couldn't possibly defeat him! The last time he felt such a threat was from the Second Seat, and considering the Second Seat's special status, he didn't dare to think about it further.
"Melting Mud, let's go!!!"

As it spoke, it unleashed a vast expanse of oil-painted spiritual energy that enveloped itself and the Molten Knight, but the strange sensation from the flesh trigger jolted him awake, and he abruptly turned his head.

The deep blue mud, scattered and splashed by the gravitational pressure, is now rapidly disappearing.

Amidst the chaotic spiritual energy, a pool of soft, mushy mud barely managed to form the face of the Mud Knight.

It struggled to open its mouth, but could only wriggle with all its might. In the end, under the bewildered and horrified gaze, every part of its spiritual essence vanished as if destroyed at the molecular level.

Amidst the flying black debris and piercing screams, the Molten Knight's body completely disintegrated, bursting forth as a burst of red light—

Its soul fluctuations completely disappeared.

"This is impossible!!!"

Just one move?!

Its mind was in turmoil, and its brain went completely blank almost instantly.

He died before even initiating autophagy... What a joke! This was the sixth seat in the Tower of Babel! The sixth seat! A being who looked down upon countless evil beings and dead apostles!!!
But the death of the molten mud had already erupted with a surging crimson wave, as if it had been brought to an end in the blink of an eye, and the remaining malevolent spiritual energy triggered a terrifying surge that spread throughout the underworld environment—

When an immortal dies, a phenomenon known as the fall of a spirit whale occurs, and this is especially true for a fully-formed Dead Apostle, let alone the sixth seat of the Tower of Babel, which bears three marks of corruption.

The whale fall that erupts from the Dead Apostles is the complete opposite of the human spirit. If there are no timely countermeasures, the dense and intense unowned evil spirit matter will directly pollute the present dimension and transform into the environment of the underworld out of thin air!
Before she could even process the shock, Veronica immediately gathered her guards to prepare to isolate the area, but the next instant, the black hole erupted.

Gravity, like a spherical net, completely enveloped the expanding scarlet, tightened, and collapsed inward amidst countless astonished gazes. Finally, the entire mass contracted and tore open, creating a large bowl-shaped crater in the ground before silently annihilating it.

Everyone turned their heads at once and saw Ji Li loosening his fist. The entire place fell silent.

The bewildered knight stood frozen in place, while the guild master Berant's pupils, which had contracted, gradually returned to normal. He took a step back, his eyes filled with chaotic spiritual energy.

As for Governor Marin, he was now even more bewildered than the Bewildered Knight:

"...A spiritual technique to block dimensional erosion?"

paradox.

The museum owner, Bertrand, suddenly lowered his head, his lips barely moving:

"Approaching infinity..."

The scene was silent, save for the devastated city center and the sound of the black hole contracting and raging.

Ji Li looked at the countless red boxes popping up on the head-up display, glanced at the energy report showing a remaining 32%, and then raised the cooling array on his shoulders, hissing out high-temperature steam.

Sparks were already crackling at the back of Odin's head, as if it were about to explode at any moment:

Although the complete version of "Netherworld Destroyer" has been obtained, the lack of auxiliary computing hardware means that the power of the black hole engine can only be activated to this extent.

Furthermore, the ability to create a black hole with bare hands can only be properly performed once the Ascension Protocol is restored to its complete state. Using it recklessly now is somewhat presumptuous.

Just as Ji Li was pondering, a strange sound of liquid rolling came from behind.

The head-up display instantly locked onto the bewildered knight's figure, framing it. The knight trembled violently, its form tearing apart in countless ways, charging wildly in all directions—

"idiot!!"

Bertrand raised his hand, and a silver spear burst forth from the space behind him, growing longer with the wind, tearing through space like a meteor as it shot towards Ji Li.

Based on the power this guy just displayed, running away is undoubtedly the worst option. The only way is to unite and make a living together. These deadbeats are even more stupid than he imagined!
Bertrand's instantaneous movement also spurred Governor Marin to action. He quickly banished all distracting thoughts from his mind, gritted his teeth in anger, and slammed the giant cross into the ground.

Instantly, incantations appeared around Ji Li's head, and a giant spiritual array emerged as if shrouded in holy light, with a massive, golden, dazzling cross pressing down like Mount Tai.

But he didn't even glance at the two attacks. The black hole engine on his chest crackled with electric arcs, and the thrusters behind him suddenly unleashed gravitational propulsion, instantly creating a wormhole to traverse through.

The next moment, one of the Bewildered Knight's bodies appeared, the steel fist inches away. The latter had no time to brake and crashed headfirst into it, his entire body instantly exploding into a shower of paint— "Success!"

The oil paint collapsed, instantly enveloping Ji Li and framing him like a distorted and bizarre oil painting before crashing to the ground.

A strange flame instantly blazed on the canvas, and the countless bewildered knights that had been separated instantly merged into one, surging into a tattered poster floating in mid-air, seemingly disappearing into a two-dimensional world. This was his ability.

But it knew that such an existence could not be shaken off so easily, so the poster flickered rapidly and dissolved like an oil painting.

Its spiritual energy fluctuations appeared in the next two-dimensional image, which was a newspaper, and then the next one.

At the same time, its fluctuations were jumping at an extremely fast speed, escaping towards the outskirts of Birmingham.

The oil painting he left behind was torn to shreds the next moment. Ji Li merely turned his head slightly, and his neural energy locked onto its location. At the same time, he gently raised his hand, and the ground beneath his feet collapsed—

boom! ! ! !

zizi.

Electric arcs flickered in his wrist joint, and the black hole engine contracted and expanded. Ji Li slowly turned his head and locked onto Governor Marin, who appeared behind him.

The latter's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt his soul being instantly imprisoned by countless chains. The terrifying spiritual pressure made him unable to move, and the giant cross he was tightly holding creaked in the other's hand before it suddenly exploded!

Governor Marin spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward. Ji Li's black hole engine expanded for a moment, and the gravitational jump opened a wormhole and disappeared from the spot. A silver spear arrived just in time, blasting the ground open and sending up a silver pillar of light into the sky.

Bertrand, who arrived just in time, grabbed Governor Marin and set him down securely.

"Now is not the time to feel sorry for the Soul Armor! Veronica!"

The countess who was called upon pursed her lips slightly, hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and unleashed her spiritual energy.

Instantly, golden, red, and silver spiritual lights, each with a different form, rushed towards Ji Li's spiritual energy fluctuations.

Meanwhile, in the city of Birmingham, plane jumps and dimensional leaps are intertwined.

The figure of the bewildered knight flickered continuously in various two-dimensional images, relentlessly pursued by surging impulses.

The spiritual phenomena erupting from both continued to flash, while the three beams of light relentlessly pursued them, sweeping across most of the city in just a few breaths.

"Damn it, damn it! Is this the power of the remains of a god?! I knew it... I shouldn't have trusted you, tombstone! I shouldn't have trusted you!!!"

Sensing the terrifying and profound aura behind him, auras akin to those lords of the underworld, the bewildered knight's grotesque face, ravaged by self-devouring, continued to grow, emitting various forms of wailing:
No, I can't escape into the other world! He's one of us! I'm doomed if I go in!!! I have to get back to my world!!!
At that moment, a familiar scene appeared in his eyes—the art museum where those people had once gathered:
"Odin!!!"

The bewildered knight let out his wildest roar and plunged into the oil painting in the art gallery at top speed, pouring all his spiritual energy into the tainted holy grail in his hand.

The entire art museum rapidly dissolved, like Limbo, a prison in a three-dimensional world, beginning to sink quickly.

But the downward speed suddenly stopped. Before the bewildered knight in the oil painting world could react, he felt a heavy pressure behind him and was forced to the ground by a tremendous force.

The Grail of Stains activated the instant it made contact, transforming into a thin, flowing black membrane that enveloped it:
"how come?!"

A pale blue aura enveloped his head, and cracks began to appear in the spherical membrane beneath Ji Li's hand, as if he were holding a hamster ball.

"Long-distance running champion...you seem to be very good at randomly opening portals and running around."

At this moment, Ji Li's retina displayed an aerial view of the entire city of Birmingham.

The numerous small dots interspersed throughout were even marked with lines, precisely the traces left by the bewildered knight as he traversed the area—

A fully-fledged Netherworld Destroyer is capable of observing all spatial nodes.

Although Ji Li cannot break through a closed space to reach it out of thin air, gravitational jump allows him to trace all active spatial nodes and enter them directly.

"Get out!"

With a sharp shriek, the runes of the Stained Holy Grail flashed, about to blast Ji Li out of the space.

But the next moment, the membrane shattered completely, and the monstrous steel claws smashed its head open:
"You're really good at running, aren't you?"

(End of this chapter)