Inside the cabin, Gu Xin and the other three gathered around the Princess’s Soul.
“It seems to be a soul completely devoid of consciousness.
How strange.”
Lan Lianhua was full of bewilderment.
She was just a nun; she really didn’t understand much about souls.
Let alone Lan Lianhua, Wang Quan and Meng Xiu were also completely clueless.
After all, the only experts who specialized in souls were necromancers.
Necromancers were the ones who dealt with corpses and souls every day.
“This must be the work of a demon.
How utterly evil.
She’s only fifteen.”
Gu Xin was indignant.
Fifteen years old—she was just a young girl in the prime of her youth, not even of age yet.
To actually reduce a young girl to this state, it was truly despicable.
“Anyway, I’ll hold onto this Princess’s Soul for safekeeping.
If we can find her physical body, maybe we can put it back.”
Gu Xin then cleared his throat and spoke to the three of them with a completely straight face.
Hearing this, the three of them gave him extremely weird looks.
Setting aside where to even find the princess’s physical body, even if they did find it, the hell did he mean ‘put it back’?
How would he even do that?
Furthermore, if they didn’t find it, was he just going to use this Princess’s Soul for himself?
“Classmate Gu Xin, this is the soul of an innocent young girl,” Lan Lianhua reminded him subtly.
Gu Xin deftly tucked the completely unconscious Princess’s Soul into his spatial scroll while replying to the nun.
“Don’t worry, Miss Nun.
I still have a bottom line.
I won’t use innocent people as card-crafting materials.”
“I think you should have some faith in me, right?”
Hearing this, Lan Lianhua nodded.
Although they had only met today, her impression of Gu Xin was indeed quite good.
It was just that Gu Xin’s covetousness toward the Princess’s Soul just now had been far too obvious, which was why she felt the need to remind him.
Wang Quan didn’t really care either way.
It was just a wild soul anyway, not to mention a mindless one.
“Hey, guys, I think we should pay attention to the outside.
I sense something wrong.”
Meng Xiu’s gaze fell outside the cabin, his expression turning somewhat grave.
“Such a dense monster aura.” Lan Lianhua’s expression also changed.
“It’s right outside!”
Outside the cabin, a black magic circle manifested on the ground, completely enveloping the entire structure.
“Jiejiejie~”
An evil, hoarse, inhuman cackle rang out.
The shrill pitch was as grating as nails scratching against glass, making their eardrums extremely uncomfortable.
“Looks like we fell into a trap.” Wang Quan narrowed his eyes, glancing at the spot where the Princess’s Soul had originally been.
“This soul was just bait used to fish us in.”
Gu Xin stepped out of the cabin and found that the surrounding black magic power had risen like a curtain, completely enclosing the entire clearing.
This was a pre-arranged magic circle, and the Princess’s Soul was its ‘key’.
Once someone approached the Princess’s Soul, this dark magic circle would activate, turning into a cage to trap anyone who entered the area.
“It’s that demon, no doubt about it.”
Lan Lianhua forced herself to calm down.
Through the billowing dark curtain, a humanoid silhouette could be faintly seen outside.
“Such dense dark magic power, and it’s highly corrosive.
Wang Quan, can you open it?”
“I’m a magic genius, of course I can do it, but I need time.”
Wang Quan observed their surroundings.
Even for him, breaking open this kind of pre-arranged magical formation would take time.
But obviously, the demon wasn’t going to give them time.
“Jiejiejiejie~”
That sinister, evil cackle echoed again as a figure slowly walked out from the curtain of black magic.
Potbellied, sporting a full beard, and wearing a crown—it was none other than the King.
However, the King no longer had his amiable appearance.
His eyes gleamed with a scarlet luster, and beneath the skin of his chubby face, it looked as though demonic worms were crawling and twisting, making him look like an evil spirit.
“As expected, you lot are excellent prey, jiejie~”
The corners of the King’s mouth stretched almost to the roots of his ears, looking utterly terrifying.
“Good lord, how many Soul Hall elders do you eat for a meal?
How can you ‘jie’ so much?”
Gu Xin clicked his tongue as he looked at the King, who barely resembled a human anymore.
This guy was cackling way too much.
“?” The King’s expression stiffened.
What did that mean?
Moreover, why weren’t these humans afraid?
They had clearly fallen into his trap.
Also, he, the ‘King’, was the mastermind behind the scenes.
Shouldn’t these humans be absolutely shocked right now?
What the hell.
Completely failing to reap the expected terror and despair made the King very displeased, but it didn’t matter anymore.
“I waited a whole week before finally getting some top-tier food like you guys.
Ah~ you smell so incredibly good.”
The King stretched out his tongue, continuously licking his lips.
The red glow in his eyes grew brighter, and his tone became increasingly perverted.
“So, the princess being kidnapped really was a play you directed and acted in yourself.
Where is the princess’s physical body?”
“Hehehe, I ate it a long time ago,” the King smiled wickedly.
“And next up is you lot.
Humans, are you ready?
Enjoy your final moments in this dark altar.”
“Jiejiejie, fragrant bodies brimming with magic power like yours make me drool just from the smell.
If I eat you, I’ll definitely be able to advance.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you right away.
I’m going to take my time enjoying you, and then…”
“Who the fuck are you trying to show off to in front of yours truly?
Eat my Great Fireball spell!”
Wang Quan interrupted the King’s ‘speech’ with extreme impatience.
A massive fireball condensed and shot toward the King at breakneck speed.
He hated it most when others acted pretentious, especially when they did it right in front of him.
Most importantly, this guy clearly wasn’t even human.
“Jiejiejie, Great Fireball spell?”
The King wasn’t angry.
He continued to smile wickedly as his body rapidly expanded and deformed.
The magnificent, expensive royal robes on his body were torn to shreds, and a pair of massive fleshy wings sprouted from his back.
In the blink of an eye, the King transformed into a demon a full five meters tall.
It looked like a gargoyle, but its skin was a silvery-gray like quicksilver.
It had scarlet eyes, a mouth full of fangs, and a tail swaying leisurely behind it.
Facing the incoming massive fireball, the demon merely swung its thick arm, effortlessly swatting the Great Fireball away as if it were a rubber ball.
Seeing this, Wang Quan’s brows instantly furrowed tightly.
He looked at the demon, his eyes full of disgust and revulsion.
“This is bad, guys!
This guy is a high-tier Silver Demon.”
Wang Quan was extremely confident in his magic, but he was only Tier 2 right now after all.
Therefore, what he hated the most were opponents with magic immunity.
And as it happened, the Silver Demon was one of the monsters that possessed magic immunity.
Not to mention its ability to casually swat away his Great Fireball spell—this Silver Demon’s strength was likely at the peak of Tier 2.
He had truly met his nemesis.