Soul Trigger

Chapter 422 Freshmen
The bright red blood spurted out as the sword was pulled out, carrying Ji Li's rapidly dissipating soul like rain.

Yan Xiyu's pupils trembled and his thin lips were stiffly open, blocking the cry that was about to come out.

Jasmine covered her mouth and nose tightly with her small hands, her eyes wide open with tears in them.

Amid countless shocked and frozen gazes, Tombstone grabbed Ji Li's shoulder with one hand and rushed towards the bloody vortex in the sky.

Several spiritual essences burst out instantly and chased after his figure——

One blue, one silver, one yellow, as well as the platinum giant sword and the black and white time domain of Film.

The sudden change caused the cracks on Film's body to suddenly expand, and the bursting black and white time domain exploded first in an unsteady manner.

The silver and yellow spiritual essence and the platinum giant sword were suspended in the air for a short time.

The blue meteor was none other than Emperor Ying. At this point, he had completely transformed into an evil spirit. Veins bulged on the snake man's face, and he rushed towards the tombstone with eyes full of anger.

But he suddenly heard a gunshot beside his ears, and a column of boiling shadowy energy shot straight into the sky. He dodged but was sunk into the black and white time domain of Film—

A dark purple figure flashed past him in an instant, and the raised palm turned into white claws in the strong wind, quickly stained with the scarlet spiritual essence unique to Bai Misha, and grabbed towards the bloody hole.

The heart-wrenching roar shattered the bloody atmosphere:

“…Give him back to me!!!”

Misa has entered a state of personality shadow bursting out, just like before in the other world, snow-white hair is growing all over her body and her body is expanding rapidly.

The huge six-eyed rabbit demon swept through the sky with an endless gale, and its scarlet burning claws tore out arc meteors, tearing straight towards the face of the tombstone!

A magenta spiritual light flashed under the latter's helmet, and the disdainful and evil emotion turned into a flying knife blade that hovered around his body, ready to shoot towards Jin Misha.

But the hand of Tombstone that was holding Ji Li's shoulder suddenly felt a pain, and he snorted coldly, and all the flying knives turned around and shot to another place.

It collided with the platinum sword that had escaped from the trap with a clang, but failed to stop its momentum.

He immediately raised the intricately patterned knight's sword in his hand and collided it with the giant sword that pierced the sky and the earth.

The clanging of metal and steel produced invisible sound waves that almost instantly tore the eardrums of all human souls.

The rabbit demon's six eyes lit up, and it immediately used its sharp claws to snatch Ji Li from the tombstone's other hand. Its huge body bounced flexibly between the ruined buildings, and its body fell to the ground like a meteorite.

As the dust in the sky dispersed, she had transformed into a black and white human form, holding him in her softest embrace:
"Old Ji...are you okay?"

A strong wind blew up the corner of his clothes, and a black-and-white photo stained with blood flew out from it and fell silently to the ground next to it.

Jin Misha looked at Ji Li with his eyes closed, and hurriedly took out a large roll of black gauze from the shadow space, and kept wrapping it around the big hole in Ji Li's chest.

But the hands were shaking wildly, and could barely hold the gauze steadily, causing blood to splatter everywhere:

"I'm sorry! Old Ji, stay awake. I will stop your bleeding immediately. Believe me, I have dealt with this kind of wound before. I know how to give first aid... I..."

The trembling voice suddenly froze, and the red and purple pupils slowly shrank——

No ectoplasm, no emotions.

Even... I can hardly feel his soul.

“No… No no no!!”

She grabbed various spiritual medicines from the shadow space, tore them apart frantically, and stuffed them into the big hole in Ji Li's chest that was bleeding:
"...You are so powerful and outstanding, how could you be defeated by a mere little Karami from the Tower of Babel...right? Old Ji, are you okay...open your eyes and look at me..."

Unconsciously, she found that she could not see Ji Li's face clearly, so she raised her hand and wiped his face. The cold blood and hot tears mixed together, leaving a bright red and crazy mark that covered her little face.

She hugged Ji Li's already cold body tightly, wiping his face from time to time so that she could see his face more clearly, and kept sealing the gauze that was washed away by the blood:

"...You said you wouldn't die...You said you definitely wouldn't die!! Ji Li, don't sleep! Open your eyes!!!"

She pounded Ji Li's shoulders with both hands, hugged his cold body, and completely collapsed with tears and emotions:
"You can't die... Ji Li! I beg you not to die!!!"

The sound of stiff footsteps came from behind her, and the green smoke left by the red electricity was burning on Yan Xiyu's body.

She staggered forward step by step, and all that was reflected in her red eyes was the cold corpse in Misa's arms.

Soul Trigger can't sense any existence, no ectoplasm, no emotions, and no warm flesh—

he died.

But how is this possible?
How is this possible...

For a moment, she felt dizzy and dazed, and opened her sticky and dry lips with difficulty:
"Hey, rabbit..."

"Get away!!!"

Jin Misha turned around suddenly, her eyes burst into a violent red and purple spiritual light, and the surging dark purple spiritual essence boiled in her body.

A strong sense of loneliness invaded her, and the light of awakening flickered in the trinity structure like a shaking earth. The well of the soul was faintly gushing, and the dark purple soul core was pumping like a heart.

The shadows in all directions were boiling, growing dense teeth and tentacles, dancing wildly.

The rioting shadow startled Misha, and she immediately turned around and hugged Ji Li tightly:
"Lord of Shadow Eclipse...save him! Please save him...you can ask for anything! As long as you can save him...fuck you, you bastard, give me a reply!! I ask you to save him!!!"

But no matter how she called, there was no response from the Lord of Shadow. There was only the loud noise of the collision of spiritual essence above her head, which was like deathly silence to her.

Qin, who was outside the crowd, stared blankly at Ji Li, who had lost all breath. The trigger of her soul kept being triggered, trying to activate the lust curse on his body again and again, but it was like a stone falling into the sea, with no response at all.

...How could such a powerful soul...

She staggered back two steps and was supported by her red-haired female subordinate, who raised her hand to support her forehead.

I can definitely take over Aurora City's Flash Street soon, why would I do it now...

At this moment, the loud noise of the spiritual collision shocked everyone's attention.

The platinum giant sword in the sky was fiercely bounced away, and the Gothic-style knight's sword formed a beautiful sword flower in the hand of the tombstone:

"As expected of you, you are the Knight of the White Ring, one of the top awakeners on White Island. If today were not the wrong time, I would really like to have a wonderful duel with you..."

The dull voice tears the dimension:
"It's better to do it today than to wait for a day..."

The platinum giant sword moved without wind, and the moment of collision again, the body of the tombstone was disintegrated by the violent impact force.

It turned into magenta mist and appeared in another high place in the sky like wind erosion, right in the middle of the sky hole formed by the blood-red vortex.

He raised his hand and raised the sharp sword, and easily neutralized the spiritual attacks of the other three people who had escaped.

The leisurely posture did not seem like a fight between immortals, but rather like an ordinary sword fight:
"But I don't like to date others... Let's just end it here!"

The knight raised his sword suddenly, and scarlet blood scattered everywhere.

As the earth shook, a huge tombstone rose from the ground.

As a red moon turned everything into a bright red night, all awakened ones except the platinum giant sword were pushed away from all directions, and the breath of hell descended instantly.

Emperor Ying made a long gully on the ground, barely stopped himself, raised his head and his expression suddenly changed:

"The will of the Tower of Babel... the oath of the fallen Great Round Table..."

Sir Willard's face tightened, and there was a burst of anger in his eyes:

"You...damn thieves!"

However, a white-gold spiritual essence descended from the sky, blocking his figure. It turned out to be the giant sword:
"Everyone, disperse."

His voice became solemn and unquestionable.

Han Xiaofu, who was standing outside, also had his eyes tightened. Sensing the terrifying atmosphere of the world boiling at this moment, he shouted without caring about anything else:
"Yan Xiyu!!! And that little girl!!! Stay away from him!!!"

Yan Xiyu suddenly realized something and focused his eyes on Ji Li——

Under the shining of the blood moon, endless blood burst out from the big hole in Ji Li's chest and rolled towards the sky.

She suddenly came back to her senses from her grief and grabbed Jin Misa's shoulders:

"Rabbit, go..."

Misha ignored her and held Ji Li's body tightly. She struggled and the thick shadow tentacles directly knocked Yan Xiyu away:

"Old Ji is the best...Old Ji can't die...You don't understand at all..."

At this moment, Ji Li's body suddenly broke free from her embrace, and began to rise into the air under the blood color. Countless shadow tentacles immediately grabbed the body, but were directly torn apart by an unknown force. The black and white photo on the ground suddenly became mottled and stained with a touch of blood.

Yan Xiyu wanted to rush forward, but was grabbed by Han Xiaofu who appeared in an instant, and he retreated madly to the distance along with Jin Misha who was screaming wildly not far away.

The next moment, a crack appeared on the giant tombstone, and blood gushed out. The sound of the tombstone resounded through the sky and the earth:

"The gates of hell are wide open..."

Its voice became strange and unusual, as if there were countless whispers mixed in, forming syllables:

"The Knight of the Inscription swears by this..."

It was like some kind of prayer, guiding the aura in the tombstone gate to penetrate into Ji Li's body, as if something was changing rapidly:

"Lost reincarnator, please feel it to your heart's content."

A faint roar was heard.

It seemed to come from deep within Ji Li's body, yet also seemed to be far away in the horizon.

"This is not death, this is life..."

The sound became dense and noisy, as if thousands of people were talking, and blood began to appear from Ji Li's body.

Under the shining of the terrifying blood moon, everyone felt as if their bodies were sticky as glue. They could only stay away but not get closer.

Only the platinum sword was still shaking wildly, and it slashed towards the tombstone with a whistling sound, but it stopped half an inch in front of its head, unable to move forward.

And the prayers that the tombstone turns a blind eye to continue.

Amidst his endless mumbling, a relief emerged from the armor on his body, transforming into a nine-faced head that screamed and then suddenly shrank into a black chaotic bead.

The relic of the nine-faced personality.

As the thing circled the upraised arm of the tombstone, a hint of orange-red lit up deep within it, quickly staining and cracking it.

The orange-red color seemed to be burning with flames, and from the flames, one seemed to be able to glimpse a hint of crazy will.

It just penetrated into the knight's sword and set it on fire.

In an instant, the door of the tombstone flew open, a strong wind blew, and an orange-red crazy radiation was reflected from inside, accompanied by the screams of mad spirits.

The platinum sword that was already attached to its head was completely blown away:

"The sacrifice has been made. Under the witness of the blood oath, the life was ground by the wheel... Open your eyes—"

"See what I see! Feel what I feel!!!"

The silent corpse suddenly opened its eyes.

The orange light that fell from the sky as the knight's sword slashed down hit his floating body, and the crazy fire instantly enveloped his entire body.

In the strong wind that was carried away by Han Xiaofu, Yan Xiyu's expression changed instantly, and Jin Misha turned her head away directly, with despair in her eyes——

"No reason……"

boom! ! ! !

A pillar of orange-yellow fire shot up into the sky, and a human figure began to emerge from it.

The engine roared, and the mottled and tattered armor covered the tall body.

An orange-yellow sun was burning fiercely at the head of the body, and endless mad howls came from the dark interior. A pair of flaming wings more than ten meters wide spanned the sky.

In the infernal heat, the sound of tombstones shook the air:
"Witness! A new compatriot, the one favored by the Madness Radiance, the King of Reincarnation, the new leader of the Tower of Babel... a newborn Dead Apostle, announce your existence with destruction!!!"

The blood moon shone brightly, and a mark appeared on "Ji Li's" body, then disappeared at high speed.

The bloody marks suddenly appeared on the photo in the corner, which was already full of cracks. In an instant, the black and white photo completely collapsed.

The flames on Ji Li's body jumped for a moment, and he turned back suddenly:

The sea of ​​magma and fire rose up instantly, and a giant platinum sword dropped from the sky in the crackling, scorching and twisted air, slashing down like the sky was split open.

A greatsword made of flames burned in Ji Li's hand, and his other hand suddenly expanded. Endless crazy radiation emerged from the huge tombstone door and enveloped him.

Then he raised the sword in his hand with a bang, and the destructive fire tore through the air, and collided with the platinum giant sword with a bang——

boom! ! ! !

Waves of flames erupted in all directions, sweeping across the entire city center.

Endless crazy screams were heard amid the scorching heat. When the shock wave completely faded away, everyone turned around in a panic and saw the two people confronting each other in the sky.

The giant sword just slashed on the flaming sword and stayed in place as if frozen.

With a loud sound of metal clashing, the giant platinum sword shattered into pieces, burning with orange-yellow flames, and fell to the ground like a meteorite, completely losing any sound.

A bird-beaked doctor dressed in black swung aside the crow feathers in the sky. It turned out to be Colin who had transformed into an evil spirit.

There was a lot of solemnity in his surprised voice:
"The Black Goat... was transformed into a Dead Apostle..."

A bronze centaur knight put down the lance in front of him, wearing a strange figure with a top hat on his head. This was Sir Willard who had become a demon under the wave:
"And he broke the sword of the White Ring Knight..."

He was one of the Knights of the White Ring, the Perfect Illuminator...

The spell was actually wiped out in front of this new Dead Apostle, was it because of the "Madness Abyss" behind? !
In the raging heat, Misa stared blankly as she walked towards the burning hell figure step by step:

"Old Ji...?"

The fiery head that looked like a sun's black hole slowly turned around, as if someone was staring at her——

"Be careful!!!"

The red lightning knocked Misa to the ground.

The continuous wall of crazy fire mercilessly passed through Misha's original position, and her eyes instantly became dead gray.

Yan Xiyu grabbed her, and the tears in his eyes evaporated rapidly in the high temperature:
"…He is no longer Ji Li."

"You...are talking nonsense..."

Jin Misha stared blankly at the fiery figure walking towards her step by step, but suddenly stopped——

The figure of the Tombstone Knight has already rushed into the sky:

“Everyone in Silla, be grateful, be grateful for reality… You are one day older, but you have successfully survived this night of death…”

There was a loud bang of heat wave, and along with a bloody and burning fire rising into the sky, Ji Li's figure disappeared on the spot.

The two of them rushed into the blood-red vortex in the sky. The immortals who chased into the sky could only stare blankly at their loud shouts.

Suddenly, clouds and wind surged, and the blood moon retreated.

The huge tombstone door collapsed in an instant, turning into fragments and spiritual essence and disappearing, leaving only the spiritual essence of the dead apostles flowing freely in the air.

The night sky of the capital once again enveloped the land, and Misa's eyes were ashen.

At this moment, she saw a familiar figure lying on the ground, and her eyes suddenly widened:
"Old...Ji...?"

The two of them rushed up quickly and helped him up.

There was no luster in Yan Xiyu's eyes:
"No... it's just an empty shell of the remaining spiritual essence..."

In an unnoticed corner, Feilin picked up a pile of photo remnants and watched them floating in the air like dandelions. After a few moments of silence, he smiled.

"It worked..."
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PS: I am a bit busy at work today, so there is only one update.

I know that this amount of updates is definitely not enough, as the recent plot is too often interrupted at critical moments, but my health condition has not been good enough recently... I can only say that I am indeed trying my best to write.

Because this part of the plot essentially has a lot of details to deal with, it is quite brain-intensive and requires a lot of preparation work and adjustments to the outline and details.

I hope my godfathers will forgive me. I will definitely try my best to update more often.

(End of this chapter)