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Chapter 95 The Villain's Counterattack, Soul Imprisonment!

Several thick, bloody tentacles quickly bloomed on Marcus's body.

gurgling————

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

These bloody tentacles were drawing blood from Marcus while simultaneously lashing him mercilessly.

Each time the blow landed, the affected area tore apart as if it were paper.

Beneath the flesh and blood lies a peculiar flesh and blood structure, resembling layers of paper.

Wizards who have integrated their own school of witchcraft have already begun to construct unique wizard bodies.

This is similar to a "magic paper" shroud, which can be used in many magical spells.

However, in terms of defense, it is clearly inferior to Valin's [Blood Demon Body].

The bloody tentacles continued to lash heavily.

Blood spurts continued to gush forth from his veins.

Marcus's face grew increasingly crazed.

The alchemical construct was activated with all its might, and his body took on the texture and color of magic paper.

Bang!

His body shattered with a thud, scattering like pieces of paper.

Splash—

In an instant, the entire secret room was filled with flying scraps of paper.

A sudden gust of wind rose up, carrying a large amount of paper scraps, which flew out of the passage like a howling blizzard.

"Senior, watch out!"

Vilin, who was guarding the passage, suddenly surged with burning magic power, protecting Yueluoti behind him.

A large number of paper scraps came whistling in, each scrap like a sharp blade.

Puff puff puff —

Some of the scraps of paper were burned to ashes upon contact with the burning magic of Vellin.

Some of the larger scraps of paper pierced through the burning magic and struck Verin's body with a crackling sound.

Valin is no fragile mage; this level of damage won't even break his defenses.

However, many more magical paper scraps escaped the secret chamber through the passage.

Verin mounted his magic broom and immediately gave chase.

"It's a pity there's no fire magic, otherwise a single burst of fire would have at least severely injured Marcus."

"However, on the other hand, these wizard apprentices who have mastered their own schools of witchcraft are already difficult to deal with, let alone a high-level wizard apprentice."

Squinting at the fluttering magical paper scraps, Verin thought to himself.

"Luckily, I got the Dark Gold tier affix, which has an insane damage output. Otherwise, I might not have been able to gain the upper hand in a direct confrontation with sorcery."

They flew out of the manor.

Marcus solidified in mid-air and mounted his magical broom, flying away into the distance.

At this moment, his face was completely bloodless, as white as a sheet of paper, and he still had a hint of fear on his face. His breathing had also clearly weakened considerably.

Even though her body had been stitched up and repaired by magic paper sorcery.

But every spot that was whipped still aches faintly.

"Isn't that Verin an alchemist? His strength—"

Marcus suppressed his fear.

"Furthermore, is his ability to easily pierce through my magical defenses and magical body associated with the [Destruction] attribute?"

He had previously sensed Isos's battle with Valin from Isos's memories, which made him scoff at Isos's strength.

A dignified level 7 mage was reduced to a defeated dog when facing a mid-level wizard.

If I go on —

When he actually faced Velin, he realized that he couldn't beat him either.

That Velin is ridiculously strong.

His sorcery, "Paper Storm," was something that no normal wizard would dare to directly withstand, but that Verin just stood there and endured it.

"Body Tempering Style, a kind of tentacle-based sorcery school, also has the extremely powerful [Destruction] trait attribute."

"Where did this guy get all these amazing skills?"

At this moment, Verin, who was chasing after them, frowned deeply!

The reason is quite simple: they can't catch up!

Even though Marcus's strength was damaged, the magic power within him was still high-level magic power, and his magic broom was also quite good.

Verin rode his magic broom, pouring so much magic into it that it almost burst, but he still couldn't catch up.

The distance between the two sides is even gradually widening.

"Although we could keep chasing like this, who knows how long it would take?"

Verin looked up at the sky; the destructive rift was making the world in the book increasingly unstable.

"We must eliminate Marcus as soon as possible, otherwise who knows what uncontrollable changes his hidden tricks in the book world might cause."

With this thought in mind, Verin channeled his magic, and his voice carried out.

"Isos, I know you are still inside Marcus."

"Marcus will not let you go; he will refine you sooner or later."

"We have no conflict, and I'm not particularly interested in your world."

"I'm willing to give you the chance to survive in the world of the book."

"This is your only chance!"

Don't listen to him.

A look of fear appeared on Marcus's face.

He was injured and being hunted down. What if Isos were to cause trouble inside him—

"Don't listen to him, or should I listen to you?"

A cold laugh from Isos echoed from the depths of Marcus's soul.

"We made a promise that you would allow me to live, but after you obtained the power, you wanted to refine me."

"You should taste the bitterness of betrayal now!"

"No—ah—"

Marcus screamed in agony as he plummeted downwards.

"As expected, evil people will always be punished by other evil people."

"That Marcus has done so many bad things, he deserves to be brought down by someone else!"

This scene made Verin raise an eyebrow and quickly chase after it downwards.

Although Marcos did not die instantly from the fall of two or three hundred meters, he was unable to struggle.

If he is still conscious, he will naturally have ways to land safely.

Unfortunately, he was interfered with by Isos. It was a bit of a surprise that he didn't die at such a height.

"Let's go back to the manor!"

After saying this, Valin used witchcraft to kill Marcus, who was slowly recovering but unable to move.

Looking at Marcus's body, now reduced to ashes, Verin seemed lost in thought.

A moment later, he rode his magic broomstick toward the manor.

When Verin arrived at the manor, Yue Luoti was releasing the Root Campfire.

"After this round of source release is complete, Isos will be at around level 7 peak."

Upon seeing Verin enter, Moonlit, who was tending the Root campfire, closed her spellbook.

At this moment, Yue Luoti also calmed down.

She was initially worried that Verin might be in danger if he chased after him, but she didn't expect that in just a short while, Marcus would die at Verin's hands and be sent back.

The formidable strength that Verin displayed gave her a strange sense of peace.

"Senior, what happened just now—"

Verin recounted everything that had happened.

"The character Isos in that book has no conflict with us. As long as we extract Marcus's soul and bring it back, a Ring-level wizard will naturally deal with him properly."

Dealing with a Ring-level wizard!

Vilin's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Holy Ship is not a place for devout believers.

That's a place that truly values talent.

This time, Marcus attempted to take away many of the tower's genius wizards, even escaping to the world of the book, and even tried to launch a last-ditch counterattack.

If this were taken back and fell into the hands of those ring-level wizards, the scene would be too beautiful.

"Senior, I lack the means and resources to store up souls. Later, Marcus's soul—"

With his gaze sweeping over the campfire where the source of power had been released, Verin spoke.

"no problem!"

Yue Luoti patted the heavy magic book in her hand.

"It's quite simple for me to store souls in this magic book; I guarantee that Marcus won't be able to escape."

Before long, Marcus's body re-formed from the Root Fire.

However, at this time he should be the court magician Isous.

As Isos is resurrected and returns to the storyline, his gaze sweeps over the two people before him and the mottled, chaotic traces of battle within the secret chamber.

He first took a few steps back warily, then seemed to remember something.

Having absorbed some of Marcus's memories and traits, he has clearly begun to break free from the original "court magician" storyline.

"I—I remember now!"

His slightly bewildered eyes quickly gleamed with an unusual light.

"You are Verin, you are Yueluoti, and I—Marcus still sleeps in my soul."

Upon thinking of Marcus, Isos's face twisted and turned cold.

"That damned bastard actually tried to refine me!"

He then looked at Verin, and said somewhat nervously.

"Does our agreement still stand?"

"certainly!"

Weilin crossed his arms and said lazily.

The magic book in front of Yue Luoti floated up quickly and flipped open with a rustling sound.