Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 222 The Lord of Ideals
'boom--! ! ! ’

Only at the moment the Reaper died did Wu Chen observe the immense power unleashed by the 'Soul Explosion'—a spatial structure of approximately one million cubic meters collapsed violently to one-thousandth of its original volume, centered on the spell's atomic point. All observable matter within, whether physical, airy, or even spiritual, was forcibly compressed and then released.

A massive, ring-shaped cloud pillar rose up, accompanied by a blazing light reminiscent of the rising sun. If one had to describe this spell in a single word, Wu Chen would choose 'vacuum implosion'.

"The scene is bigger than expected..."

Wu Chen smirked. Before he made his move, he had indeed obtained some information about the Soul Explosion spell from the Corrupted Venom Crown of the Worm. He knew it was indeed a powerful spell, but he hadn't expected it to be even stronger than he had anticipated.

Perhaps it was because of the infusion of divine power that it gained extraordinary enhancements?
It was possible, but Wu Chen didn't care much—the rising sun before him gradually dimmed, and behind the sun, the third guardian tower had already been directly destroyed.

The last guardian was still alive, but Wu Chen sensed a significant drop in its aura. A hostile gaze came from the other side of the sky, yet Duneville's anger remained dormant.

It has reached its limit.

Unless one's true body is thrown into the Soul Tomb, even someone as powerful as Duneville would find it difficult to unleash a force of sufficient magnitude—that force would at least be comparable to the strength of 'Soul Explosion,' otherwise no matter how many small fry there are, they would be ineffective.

For now, you can ignore it.

Wu Chen silently exhaled, his slightly tense heart immediately relaxing. He hadn't heard any scoring notifications, which meant he was once again in the middle of a full battle. Furthermore, the Reaper, theoretically a hidden monster, was confirmed to be a main quest monster he would inevitably encounter regardless of his choices.

“I hate this way of settling accounts.” Wu Chen shook his head slightly, raised his hand, and beckoned to the dark scythe that had fallen into the ruins. And when the Reaper’s Legacy fell into Wu Chen’s palm, he heard the ‘friend’s’ offer.

—【The Reaper's Scythe—A weapon highly effective against undead creatures. The user can easily fell high-ranking undead below the Legendary level and inflict wounds on Legendary undead individuals. Made of semi-spiritual material, it can easily penetrate mainstream non-spiritual armor and inflict an instant-death curse on direct targets. Furthermore, it can heal the wielder by killing an enemy target while the wielder is injured.】

—[Furthermore, this weapon's specifications can be fine-tuned to a certain extent. It can also unleash powerful attacks by being charged with energy. Exchanging for this item requires one Level 3 purchase voucher and 8000 resource points.]

A sickle.

A piece of weaponry.

Its appearance here perfectly suits Wu Chen's needs.

Pity.

Wu Chen pursed his lips; being short of money was indeed a troublesome situation. However, he felt that he should be able to earn some income soon to resolve this awkward predicament.

He swung his sickle.

“Even now, I can still use it.” His words accompanied his teleportation steps.

Dimensional teleportation covered a vast distance in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Wu Chen had already ascended the third guardian tower. Before the guardian could make any effective response, he slashed his scythe into the wounded guardian's chest.

The tower's light went out. At that moment, in the core palace area of ​​the Soul Stone Tomb, an invisible protective barrier also collapsed and faded—Wu Chen glanced in that direction, and in the instant his gaze swept over it, he sensed a blazing and ominous dark blood light soaring into the sky.

That was a pure-blooded High Lord.

The High Priestess's name is Valerica—her strength is below Ramaya's, but she is still the daughter of Coldharbour and possesses legendary-level combat power. In the original story, she hid in the Soul Tomb to escape her husband Harkon's search, but was tricked by the Lords of Ideals and sealed deep within the palace, covered by a protective barrier.

She was a very valuable asset—because the contract between Duneville and the Lords of the Ideals stipulated that this dragon of the underworld would guard this vampire until her death—of course, Duneville hadn't noticed at all when signing the contract that Valerica was a pure-blooded Highlord with an infinite lifespan. He had been tricked by the Lords of the Ideals.

—The ideal master.

The Lords of Ideals are the creators and rulers of this annihilation realm, yet neither during the game nor now has Wu Chen been able to glimpse their form or inclinations—according to the setting, the Lords of Ideals have evolved from their former necromancer forms into the enormous crystals found throughout the Soul Tomb. However, at this moment, Wu Chen has neither seen them outside the palace nor the Guardian Tower, let alone spoken to them.

—Because it was projected in the form of a crystal, it didn't have a soul at all, but simply died as natural material? That's hardly a funny joke.

The joke wasn't funny at all.

But Wu Chen decided to test his theory—he didn't go directly to the palace, but instead wandered around the tower. Several areas that looked like distribution centers for goods came into Wu Chen's view, and he easily discovered several unopened treasure chests.

Theoretically speaking, this treasure chest shouldn't contain anything of value—because this is the Soul Tomb, the realm of the dead. Mortal pleasures are meaningless here, and this place has likely been sealed off for over a thousand years during the Fourth Age; at best, there might be some remnants of precious metals.

but--

Could there be some adorable little devil hiding in the shadows, who, even if they lose their minds because of the projection, instinctively consider them enemies of enemies and send them some unnamed but likely somewhat beneficial support treasures?

The answer is simple.

The answer could be verified and activated in an instant. And as a sturdy treasure chest that had been sealed for countless years was opened, an artifact radiating magical energy was held in Wu Chen's hand.

It is a talisman.

This amulet can provide the wearer with a large-scale restoration of physical strength and stamina.

Wu Chen put away the talisman, turned his gaze to the sky. What was originally a plan that wasn't entirely certain of success had its odds of winning drastically changed due to the addition of fresh troops.

He sighed and said.

"Have you regained your sense of self?"

"The Lords of Ideals".

(End of this chapter)