Chapter 548 546 Death Until the End of Reincarnation

Chapter 548 546. Death until the end of reincarnation

Sarah, who had been watching indifferently, had only darkness in her vision. The moment Lu Yu completed the summoning, everything around him became hazy, as if covered by a layer of opaque silk fabric.

The magic perception she extended lost its effect the moment the vengeful spirit created by Calden appeared. Even though they were so far apart, Sarah could still feel her thoughts being entangled by cold and sticky tentacles, as if she was looking down at a bottomless abyss, and suddenly a sharp howl came from the abyss. In an instant, human figures moved, and thousands of twisted monsters that did not have normal living postures rushed in various postures.

The resentment, sadness, and despair of the dead spread in all directions in those sharp howls, making the living infected with death.

In order to create the most powerful vengeful spirit, Calden not only sacrificed the tortured living as the core, but also obtained a large number of semi-finished products of splicing spirits from Sarah. These incomplete souls were irresponsibly pieced together by Sarah, ignoring stability, just to maximize the magic burst when it was about to collapse.

Its power far exceeded Sarah's imagination.

As another pioneer of the dead, Calden and Sarah took different paths. He saw the weak connection between the spirits and emotions of the dead from the hedonistic killings. In order to maximize this weak power, he tried repeatedly and finally merged it into a new knowledge.

"I'm afraid even you didn't realize that you were already attacked by resentment when the magic circle was opened. With your paralyzed mind, you are not enough to make the right response."

"Can your current summon really deal with it?"

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The black wall behind Lu Yu rose with polarized mist. It was like some kind of tangible thing, slowly creeping and eroding around.

But since the wall did not change further, Calden could not feel more violent magic fluctuations, so he chose to capture the king first.

The roar of the vengeful spirits again made the three coal balls fall into silence again. Their tentacles that no longer swayed meant that the vengeance once again dominated their thoughts.

"That's right, that's right!" Calden covered his face and laughed crazily, "This is a creation created by combining the power of me and the pioneers. How can ordinary people escape from the sea of ​​​​resentment?"

As the initiator of the vengeful spirits, Calden clearly knew what kind of masterpiece he had completed.

On the border of the spiritual body manipulation and development, he took the lead in completing the transformation of emotional power, allowing it to exist in the form of interaction with entities.

As a creation that can launch attacks on the spiritual level, the more people hate it, the easier it is to be corrupted.

"If you can, help me erase those two female personalities. I only want the main personality to exist."

Calden could naturally understand the thoughts of his pioneers. Judging from the various summons used by the main personality of Coal Ball, there was undoubtedly the same darkness hidden in his heart as theirs. As long as he could look directly into his heart and embrace it again, he would be able to understand the school of dead spirits and even associate with them.

But the premise is... he can survive.

"Not everyone can share the attention and knowledge of the pioneers... So, you'd better die."

"Destroy his mind!"

The resentful spirits rushed forward and embedded Coal Ball tightly on the body full of hideous ghost faces, and the endless resentment force bombarded Coal Ball's consciousness.

At this moment, the death sentence of the three Coal Balls had been pronounced.

The cold wind whistled, and the storm that seemed to freeze his thoughts slapped on Calden's face. His eyes suddenly raised, trying to find where this chilling wind came from, but suddenly saw the position that was originally blocked by Coal Ball's body, and the small door was slowly getting bigger.

Calden seemed to be appreciating an illusion. The fist-sized door suddenly rose into the sky with the black wall, and the originally blurred texture on the wall became clear.

They were like the roots of some plants, intertwined and clinging randomly, forming a chaotic and illogical aesthetic style, or like the meridians of the human body being disassembled and pasted in various places. Calden couldn't even find the slightest connection from the picture that suddenly appeared in his mind. It was so abrupt... so abrupt that it didn't seem to exist in reality.

The human figure behind the door strangely did not grow with the door and the wall, but maintained its original size. It seemed to be floating and moving forward slowly. Because of the reference, the speed was like a turtle crawling, which made people laugh.

"So that's it. I haven't destroyed the body of the coal ball yet. It's still providing you with magic power, right?" Calden realized the problem. "What a loyal summoned creature, but what can you do?"

"Your summoner consciousness has been eroded and annihilated by resentment. He can't give you any orders. You are just a pet that comes to answer the call."

Seeing that the figure was still moving forward, Calden waved his hand and let the resentful spirit release hundreds of broken spirits in the body. These spirits crawled or floated, facing the figure in the distance with ugly postures.

Ripples appeared in the dark void, and the spirits disappeared in unison.

Calden was stunned for a moment and stared at the front. His perception confirmed that the spirit should be some distance away from the figure, far from the battle position.

Is it the visual difference caused by the change of reference?

As he was thinking about this, the scene in front of him made him tremble all over.

The still floating figure flashed onto the ruins of the city-state without any warning. It couldn't even be called a flash, as if a certain period of time had been forcibly erased, leaving only the picture of it arriving here.

What really terrified Calden was that the black shadow in his eyes showed different appearances every moment.

It could be a hunchbacked old man with crutches, or a graceful girl, or a warrior standing with a sword, or even an ugly multi-legged alien insect.

As a person who has mastered the magic knowledge of the new era, Calden has become accustomed to all kinds of strange and incomprehensible things. However, facing a summoned creature that presents a different posture every time he blinks, and a towering shadow that seems to be able to block all light always stands in his mind, Calden can only describe... It looks like a person.

Forced to appreciate its ever-changing, forced to look at the shadow with only outlines but no face in his mind again and again, Calden, who never felt a substantial threat, felt that he was fooled.

"It's just a summoned creature after all, ghost, crush it!"

There was silence all around.

"Ghost, where is your resentment?"

Calden turned around and ordered angrily, only to find that he had come to an unknown area since some time.

There were no ghosts, no coal balls, no ruins of the city-state, only the gray sky and the endless, lifeless wasteland.

At the end of the wasteland horizon, the shadow that stood in Calden's mind jumped into reality, still an inconspicuous outline in the distance.

Calden calmed down at this time, and it manipulated the magic power to slowly move forward in the only recognizable direction in this vast space, but the black shadow seemed to be locked with him forever, no matter how fast or slow he was, it always maintained its original size.

Without the sun, moon, or stars, Calden, who lacked reference objects, held his breath and chased continuously. After an unknown period of time, he looked at the black shadow that still existed in the distance and attacked this "illusion" space everywhere.

Either he used his proud necromancy to bombard the earth, or he released the tamed spirits in his body to attack the sky, but everything was in vain. This world did not give him any feedback. The magic he released was like being swallowed by nothingness, without causing any ripples.

"Don't make people laugh. Do you want me to collapse with just an illusion?"

"The magic power in your master's body has a limit. I want to see how long you can maintain this illusion."

"In addition..." Calden complained, "Your illusion doesn't even have a sense of hunger. It's so clumsy!"

With that, Calden stopped struggling, sat on the ground, and devoted all his mind to the deduction of necromancy.

Strangely, the shadow standing in his mind did not invade again.

Time passed by minute by minute. In this world without any reference, Calden endured the loneliness and emptiness in his heart, and warned himself again and again that this was an illusion.

Considering that this is an illusion and its operation may affect reality, he even carved a communication array to transmit information to the outside world over and over again.

Wrinkles began to appear on Calden's skin. He caressed his cheek carelessly, and the obvious wrinkles made him feel uneasy.

"You can't fool me. I can kill your master, let alone you."

"Even if you deceived my perception and gave me aging, it is only temporary." Calden's tenacity is beyond ordinary people. "You just played a trick to blur the passage of time."

In this almost empty world, Calden drew arrays one by one. He could no longer speak with full energy. He was once a young man full of vitality, but now he looked like a withered man. The squirrel man's iconic furry tail had shrunk, leaving only a soft "braid" and the hair on it disappeared.

Calden's heartbeat became weaker and weaker, gradually inaudible. At the end of his life, he was still moving towards the shadow in the distance. He firmly believed that everything here was an illusion.

Calden stumbled and fell, his head hitting a stone that shouldn't have appeared in this wasteland. Blood splattered everywhere, and the severe pain made him curl up like a shrimp. The coldness of life passing away made him shiver.

Calden's sight began to freeze, and he didn't even have time to think whether death would end all these illusions, and he completely lost consciousness.

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"Calden, Calden!"

Two consecutive slaps made Calden wake up in a daze, and a pink face suddenly appeared in his sight.

"Sister?"

The sister, who was out of breath, rolled up a backpack, pulled his hand, and walked out the door without explaining anything.

What came into view was the village that had been burned into a sea of ​​fire, and the squirrel people running around.

The lord's guards wore the iconic silver armor and the helmets with feathers on their heads. They galloped on horseback with a smile, and waved their weapons, and three or two squirrel people fell in a pool of blood.

Looking at his young body, Calden suddenly remembered something. He shook off his sister's arm with all his strength. Without hesitation and without any psychological burden, he threw out two gray mists, turning his sister into bones and spirits.

"I want to see how long you can last!"

The bone guard picked up the machete on the ground and swung it at the armored horse of the lord's guard with an indomitable momentum, but the knife seemed to be made of tofu and shattered.

Before the spirit body could get close to the guards who were rushing towards him, they were pushed away by a huge force. Kalden could only watch helplessly as the guards cut off his young arms with a knife, and then they lifted up his shirt like a toy. Lift it up and show it off like you have the greatest trophy.

"No matter how much you torture me with hallucinations, it's useless. Your defeat has been decided. Even if you extend my perception of time infinitely, the resentful spirits I left in reality will still fight. You who only have illusions, how can you deal with the undead spirits? The most powerful creation!"

After speaking, Kalden, who had blood in his mouth, was thrown into the air by the lord's guard. A spear was raised high and pierced through his body.

Kalden was not completely dead yet, and the hallucination seemed to still torture him for a while, making him clearly feel that his head was cut off, tied to a horse by the guards, and driven away all the way up the slope.

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Carlden has experienced six illusions. Although he can always wake up in the middle, the real feelings make his heart more and more tired.

Countless times expecting the evil spirits to succeed in reality, he began to curse the summoned objects and the dead coal briquettes.

Even though he is dead, he still tortures himself in such a disgusting way!

After he gets out, he must crush the briquettes to ashes!

"go out?"

The sudden sound made Kalden tremble all over, and fire almost erupted from every pore. He frantically shouted out the name through gritted teeth.

"Coal...balls!!"

"Is this also part of your hallucination!"

"You still don't realize it?"

"Consciousness, are you referring to the fact that this is an illusion?" Carlton laughed loudly, "Are you, the summoned creature, going to pretend to be a summoner to interact with me now?"

"You may have misunderstood something. The summoned object I summoned has no name. It was born before the spiritual body was manipulated. It is full of my unrealistic fantasies. Because it is too strange, I am also afraid that it will be as out of control as one of my summons. So it became an unmentioned page in the summons manual.”

"Now that the power of spiritual body manipulation and stripping appears, its chaotic power can be corrected and come through a certain summoning method that I have figured out."

"It was so pitiful that it only had a half-length painting drawn by a girl I liked. But I suddenly wanted to give it a complete look, so I painted and changed it into what you see now."

Kalden's eyes were splitting: "What are you talking nonsense!"

"What I mean is, in fact, you are already dead." Lu Yu coldly handed down the verdict to Carlton, "Since you like death, I will let your consciousness stay in this realm of infinite reincarnation forever and enjoy the infliction you have exerted. Cause suffering to others.”

"I have given it instructions and it is very happy and grateful that I have given it the best toy."

"If I can be summoned again, I will take the time to appreciate your miserable state."

"Carden...if there is no interference from the consciousness of the world, just enjoy it...slowly."

"Until the end of reincarnation."