Transcendent Dawn

Chapter 430: Tragedy (Extra 1600, asking for monthly pass)

Tops looked across at his opponent, his eyebrows furrowing.

The other was very young and according to the intelligence, he should be a newly promoted Fifth Level of the Federation.

Such a prodigy, considered in light of a blood sacrifice or the interests of the Empire, should be removed as early as possible.

What bothered him even more was, what kind of gaze was that from his opponent?

‘Pitying me? Showing mercy on me? Or trying to goad me into anger?’

Tops’ expression darkened, and behind him, a black silhouette emerged.

It was a figure, and as soon as it appeared, everyone on site felt a chill spreading from their hearts.

It was its appearance that had just directly deterred the Federation delegates, losing the last chance to rescue Schumacher.

“Fifth Level… No, perhaps a Sixth Level Spiritual Body! This feeling…”

Lawrence murmured, trembling slightly.

Sixth Level of Myth!

This is the pinnacle of an ordinary path, at least against Fifth Level Professionals, it has a completely overwhelming advantage.

Not only that, mythical-level occupational people also have their unique mythical Domain abilities, such as large-scale manipulation of celestial phenomena, or this power field that keeps Fifth Level Professionals shuddering.

‘This man Tops, can actually command such a terrifying Spiritual Body at such a level… He should be close to death, right?’

Those who are possessed by evil spirits are destined to die sooner or later. The stronger the Spiritual Body, the nearer the death.

In the beginning, Su Lu was surprised that Tops could live until now, it’s really incredible.

‘And Su Lu… Judging from the previous two battles, he is very likely to die here.’

A gleam of sharpness flashed through Lawrence’s eyes.

…

“Very good… a nearly Sixth Level Spiritual Body, it’s rare that you managed to summon it.”

Su Lu looked at the figure and nodded in approval.

As a [Wandering Mage], he could more clearly sense the other’s level.

“You’re very bold.”

Tops stared at Su Lu with blood-red eyes, snorting coldly.

In this snort, invisible ripples attached to him drew towards Su Lu.

—Soul Harvest!

This is the ‘Soul Harvest’ ability that generally Fifth Level Spiritual Bodies possess—a wide-ranging lethal skill.

If it were to go to the Material Realm, perhaps it could cause tens of thousands of casualties in a single sweep. Even occupational people could not escape—this is a direct attack on the soul!

“Tops, you madman!”

Watching the battle, Lawrence turned pale. The pendant on his body emitted a white light, enabling him to recover.

At the same time, he also felt lingering fear in his heart.

How would Su Lu, who is in direct opposition, fare if he himself was affected to such an extent?

Su Lu did nothing but raised his right hand to shield himself.

Crack! Crack!

The crisp sound echoed.

It seemed as if there were invisible blades in the void, constantly breaking at the edge of his palm.

The ordinarily chaotic ‘Soul Cutting’, which most Fifth Level Professionals can hardly cope with, for him was as if a breeze was blowing on his face, having no effect at all.

“Hmm? Such a strong soul!”

Tops’ expression grew serious.

Not only that, he also felt the emotions of the terrible Spiritual Body residing within him.

Amidst its hatred and madness, there was a touch of fear.

It even completely gave up on some of its struggles with him and conveyed a large amount of strength over.

‘Fear… I must have sensed it wrong.’

‘But right now, my condition is better than ever!’

Tops burned with a fierce fighting spirit, quickly reciting the incantation.

Behind him, a door adorned with numerous patterns materialized, from which a dense army of the undead surged out.

“You know? I’m proficient in dealing with spiritual bodies…” Su Lu shrugged his shoulders: “Your choice of opponent is a massive mistake!”

He gazed at the dense undead army, even stronger than Polon, the [Necromancer King], and lightly lifted his right hand.

Boom!

A terrifying spiritual oppression descended.

This oppressive sensation was even more terrifying than Dragon Might, it seemed to carry the majesty of the entire spirit world, ancient and vast!

—Spirit Might!

Sizzle!

At this very moment, a multitude of low-tier spirit bodies shattered like glass bottles, while the rest scrambled back to the summoning door.

Crack! Crack!

On the surface of the summoning door, countless cracks emerged, gradually turning it into ashes.

“Are you from the [Exorcist] path?”

Tops startled, realizing he encountered an unprecedented adversary, the shadow behind him became more substantial, revealing its true appearance.

It was a figure clad in a yellow robe, as if under a twilight sky. The robe was covered in intricate, dizzying tentacle patterns.

“No!”

Su Lu shook his head, his Spirit Chain in his right hand was raring to go.

With a slight gesture, a chain ablaze with pale fire shot out like a snake, breaking the void and piercing Tops’s heart.

“You… Can’t kill me!”

Despite being fatally wounded, Tops could still talk, laughing madly: “I am immortal!!”

Thud!

The Spirit Chain that pierced his body didn’t stop, but directly wrapped around the Yellow Robe Spirit, coiling around him again and again.

Su Lu held a blank seal card in his hand, and began to chant a spell.

A vortex appeared in mid-air, the chain retracted, drawing the Yellow Robe Spirit into the vortex.

It was distorted continuously, finally disappearing into the sealing card, leaving behind a vivid silhouette.

Soul captured successfully!

Such ease in sealing a spirit body left even Su Lu astonished.

He previously crafted two seal cards, one to seal the Headless Demon, while the other has yet to find a suitable target.

Now, it was just right to be used on this Yellow Robe Spirit.

Once a spirit is captured and sealed, no matter what mysterious abilities it possesses, they’re all useless!

‘Such ease… Perhaps it’s due to Tops, his own body restricted the Yellow Robe Spirit, and I simply transferred it to a more resilient prison.’

‘Plus… the sudden surge in my abilities, I’m already at the fifth level limit.’

‘Both combined, facing me was indeed a huge tragedy for him!’

Su Lu closed his eyes, mourning for Tops for three seconds.

“I… I am… immortal!”

Tops lowered his head, looking at his bleeding chest and murmured.

Subsequently, on his body, damages from slashing swords, water drowns, fire burns… all kinds of fatal injuries emerged one after another, tearing his body apart.

These were the lethal injuries he had suffered earlier!

The Yellow Robe Spirit did not erase them, it simply ‘delayed’ them.

And now, the Yellow Robe Spirit itself was sealed, without any restraint. All of the lethal injuries burst out all at once, each of them enough to kill Tops millions of times over!

Silence!

Both sides were silent.

No one could have imagined that Tops would fall so quickly, lose so miserably!

Su Lu just waved his hand, reciting a few spells, he sealed Tops’ strongest trump card, leaving him without a burial place!

This indeed was a great tragedy!