Chapter 27 Are you worthy of being called the Death Messenger? Can you seriously injure the Shrek Seven Devils by yourself? [Monthly Ticket Request]
At the border of Donghai City and Tianhai City,
the Death Messenger's face was gloomy as he fled through the mountains at an astonishing speed.
"Damn, my luck is so bad today!
The opponent I encountered was too tough, and in my escape, I lost a lot of my soul power.
But it's not a loss. I can just extract this kid's soul and refine his spirit soon. Not only will I replenish my lost soul power, but I might even be able to advance further!
In less than five years, I, the Death Messenger, will have the final say over the Holy Spirit Cult's East Sea branch!
Those two old bastards have been stuck in the sixties for so many years, it's time to move up!"
The Death Messenger was able to easily capture Huo Yuhao from a Soul Emperor thanks to his fourth soul skill—Ghost Mist!
This soul skill, which consumes soul power and can be activated up to four times per day, allows the Death Messenger to instantly transform into a cloud of ghost mist.
It grants immunity to 50% physical damage and teleports to any location within three seconds before the soul skill was activated.
This overwhelming ghost fog is arguably the Death Messenger's most powerful spirit ability, having saved him from dire straits countless times.
Within the Holy Spirit Cult's East Sea branch, there are many evil spirit masters stronger than him, but none more capable of escaping.
"What a shame I didn't capture that little girl with me. If I could extract their souls and refine their spirits, within three years, I'd be the foremost figure in this Holy Spirit Cult's East Sea branch!"
As the Death Messenger cursed furiously, Huo Yuhao's indifferent voice suddenly reached his ears.
"You don't have three years left!
Do you think you can escape today because of your spirit ability?
If I didn't deliberately allow myself to be captured by you, how could you possibly catch me?"
The Death Messenger glanced at Huo Yuhao and taunted him,
"You're just a Soul Master with relatively high spiritual power, and you dare to play tricks in front of the Death Messenger?"
Huo Yuhao sneered, "Do you really deserve to be called the Death Messenger? Can you seriously injure the Shrek Seven Devils single-handedly?"
"Try again, can you still sense my presence?"
The next moment, the Death Messenger suddenly felt that Huo Yuhao in his hand had vanished.
Completely vanished, without even a trace of his presence left!
The Death Messenger's expression changed drastically, and he immediately turned into a ball of black mist and dissipated on the spot, reappearing a moment later in an open space ten meters away.
"Who are you? Who sent you to deal with me?"
Huo Yuhao's lips curled up slightly: "You are not worthy of my special attack!"
"Light of Destruction!"
The next moment, the Death Messenger turned into a ball of black mist again and disappeared on the spot.
However, this time, the Light of Destruction disappeared along with the Death Messenger.
When the Death Messenger reappeared, the Light of Destruction also followed, instantly striking his body.
The Death Messenger's eyes instantly lost their luster, and he fell to the ground with his head thrown back.
The soul ability bestowed upon Huo Yuhao's fourth soul ring by the Evil Emperor had already combined the Light of Time and Space with the Light of Destruction.
Under the influence of the laws of time and space, the Light of Destruction was inescapable for the Death Messenger, whose spiritual power was far inferior to Huo Yuhao's. Consequently
, upon contact, the Death Messenger's soul was instantly shattered by the Light of Destruction.
Huo Yuhao approached the Death Messenger and reached out to grasp his head.
Soul search!
Within the Sea of Mind, the Evil Emperor spoke in confusion, "Yuhao, why did you deliberately allow yourself to be captured by this weak human?
My Light of Destruction had no effect before, in front of so many people. Where does this leave the Evil Eye Clan?"
Within the Sea of Mind, the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm quipped, "Evil Emperor, your old lover is no longer in this world, so why are you so concerned about your image?"
"Let's hear Yuhao's motive for doing this first!"
Huo Yuhao smiled faintly. He had already retrieved all of the Death Messenger's memories from his mind.
"Evil Emperor, I promised you before that I would help you evacuate the Holy Spirit Cult. Now's your chance!
I originally planned to use my current Illusion Mushroom simulation skills to directly disguise myself as the Death Messenger and infiltrate the Holy Spirit Cult branch to rescue people and seize resources.
However, I just discovered through soul searching that the strongest members of the Holy Spirit Cult's East China Sea branch are only two Soul Emperors.
So, let's go directly to rescue people, seize resources, and destroy the Holy Spirit Cult branch!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yuhao transformed into the Death Messenger's appearance, even his aura was identical.
Electrolux used his mental power to detect it and continued,
"The Taoist spirits comprehended by Tianmeng's innate Dao body are truly exquisite. Even my god-level mental power cannot distinguish the true from the false without careful investigation!"
Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said, "Of course! I, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, will become the first Emperor of Wisdom in the history of Douluo Continent!
Yuhao, let's infiltrate that damned Holy Spirit Cult branch and take down their operations!"
Soon after, Huo Yuhao followed the soul-searching route and arrived at a cemetery. He knocked three times on a tombstone.
The cemetery was then opened from the inside, and a figure shrouded in black appeared before Huo Yuhao.
"Greetings, Lord Death Messenger!" The Death Messenger
Huo Yuhao transformed into waved his hand impatiently. The black-clad figure dared not say another word and led Huo Yuhao into the tomb.
After walking down for a while, the view suddenly opened up.
"No wonder the Federation has always had such difficulty completely destroying the Holy Spirit Cult. A place like this is truly difficult to find without a guide!"
After walking a few hundred meters, the black-clad figure nodded to Huo Yuhao and stepped aside. Huo Yuhao then headed towards a cave in the center.
Two men in black stood at the cave entrance. Seeing the Death Messenger approach, one of them reached out to stop him.
The Death Messenger produced a round token: "Long live the Holy Emperor, and the Holy Religion will prosper forever!"
The two men in black bowed simultaneously: "Long live the Holy Emperor, and the Holy Religion will prosper forever!"
One of them said, "Sir Death Messenger, the Great and Second Holy Spirits are currently discussing matters. Please wait outside for a moment."
The Death Messenger waited with a displeased expression, his mental probing expanding into the cave. The
mental probing revealed a spacious interior, approximately 500 square meters. The
interior was simple: a single table on the east side, where two elderly men, one fat and one thin, were drinking.
To the west, dozens of iron cages held numerous prisoners.
Chains lashed their necks, their faces pale, and they appeared tortured to the point of near-death.
"These evil soul masters truly deserve to die!" Huo Yuhao clenched his fists in anger.
The lean old man said to the portly old man, "Second brother, remember to be careful these days. Someone's been snooping around. Don't get caught!"
A sinister glint shone in the portly old man's eyes. "What are you afraid of?
I think you're just being too cautious, big brother. Don't we always root out the evil?
There's no way anyone could find us!" "
If anyone dares to come here, I'll make sure they never return!"
Suddenly, a voice echoed from beside the portly man:
"Oh? Who are you trying to make a fool of?"