Chapter 1349
"Maybe it's Amy's soul—the devil found it unpalatable? Or maybe that devil is actually a good devil?"
Leon voiced a guess he didn't believe himself. Lord Shaun rolled his eyes but said nothing. Still, his expression suggested he was considering the possibility.
Even the so-called most devout and purest of the Holy Light Walkers can fall, so perhaps it's not impossible for a devil to betray its own faith and become a fallen creature—a good devil, even if only once in a while...
With the destruction of the Soul Altar, the surrounding soul space collapsed as well. Leon carried Lord Shaun over, and Amy's spectral soul drifted there, utterly stunned.
The Soul Altar had been set up smoothly, using countless ghosts as fodder, all going better than ever before. Finally, sacrificing her own soul truly summoned a devil's main body—a top-tier devil lord, no less. Everything was going perfectly. If the devil lord's body appeared, even just halfway, it would wipe out every living thing here without question.
But in the end, things turned out like this—the soul swallowed by the devil was spat back out, and then, as if to prevent any lingering traces, was burned repeatedly with hellfire until every last vestige of the devil lord's aura was gone, only then was it tossed back...
Amy's faith collapsed. She was left dumbfounded, as if she'd just witnessed a devil more holy than any Holy Light Walker—a fallen devil who completely abandoned its devilish nature, and a top-tier devil lord at that?
Leon looked at Amy's thoroughly shattered soul with pity and shook his head. She'd be better off dead. All her beliefs and convictions had been destroyed—far more tragic than suffering in a devil's belly for tens of thousands of years.
"Lord Shaun, she's yours."
Lord Shaun let out a strange laugh, turned into a streak of light, and tore into Amy's soul. In less than twenty seconds, Amy's soul suddenly shattered, dissolving into motes of light. Lord Shaun returned, visibly disgruntled.
"Damn it, this mongrel-blooded wretch's soul was nearly collapsed already. Add in the hellfire burns, and there's barely any information left. Too bad I couldn't find out what was up with that devil lord..."
"Tell me, what did you find?"
"Remember the Shadow Tower? Among the people you wiped out there, two were relatives of this mongrel-blooded one. And the Shadow Tower seems closely tied to the Rose Circle—they're all under the same power.
Back in the Kingdom of Andalusia, they couldn't get revenge. But when you came to the Odin Kingdom, they planned it—using soul magic to manipulate the Rodney Family, then seducing the Roosevelt Trading Consortium. Too bad none of it worked.
So they decided to do it themselves. The power they're attached to—what's its name? Couldn't find it. This one's soul is mostly destroyed; push a little harder and it collapses completely.
Anyway, they call it Headquarters. The Shadow Tower is run by someone from Headquarters, and so is the Rose Circle. These two are pretty close, so the Rose Circle got tapped for revenge...
They've got something big going on lately, so they're out of time to chase you. They're ready to drop the whole revenge thing. Amy couldn't let it go, so she tried herself. That's about it..."
Lord Shaun's explanation was scattered, but Leon caught most of it. Still, the Shadow Tower people Amy mentioned—Leon could vaguely recall, but their names were lost to him. It didn't matter; they'd been wiped out...
With Amy's death, the soul seal here completely collapsed. Everything else fell apart and vanished with it. The mist began to disperse, the manor-castle was utterly destroyed, and all the magiplant herbs in the surrounding kilometers were ruined. Not a single Screaming Wraith remained. The three patriarchs lay unconscious in the devastated fields.