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Lin Gui burst out of the mine, and with a flick of his staff, his figure completely merged into the [Night Veil] as he ascended, disappearing into the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, he hurled the nearly one thousand clay figures mixed with the saintess's blood in all directions across the wilderness!

With precise control of the max-level [Levitation] skill and the brief attachment of [Night Veil],

These clay figures sped and scattered across the vast wilderness.

In an instant, in Carlyle's soul perception.

The entire sky seemed to be filled with countless "saints".

It was so densely packed that it was dazzling.

"Hmph, a death throes."

Carlyle stood at the entrance to the mine and snorted coldly.

A doubt crossed his mind: Where did that kid get so much of the saintess's blood?

Suppress your doubts.

With a slight thought, the Soul-Slaying Blade, which was stuck next to the hourglass in the mine, emitted a buzzing sound and transformed into a stream of blood-red light that flew into his hand.

He didn't even look at it for long, and casually threw the murderous blade into the air!

"Buzz!"

【Soul-Slaying Blade】A great surge of blood light.

Red lightning streaked wildly through the air.

Wherever it passed, the clay figurines were crushed as if by an invisible force, instantly exploding into dust.

Even the faint soul fluctuations contained within were completely swallowed up and annihilated.

In just a few breaths, the sky was swept clean of all the "soul starlight," and the night sky returned to its desolate state.

A smug look of complete control appeared on Carrey's face.

There are one minute and thirty seconds left.

"The game is over," he whispered.

All stand-ins have been eliminated.

Next, we need to find the little mouse hiding in the shadows, and... the true form of the saintess.

However, the smile on his lips froze abruptly.

Beneath the night sky that had just been cleansed by the Soul-Slaying Blade, another strange change occurred!

Those souls that should have been completely annihilated.

It was as if they were being forcibly gathered together by an invisible hand.

They condensed and reformed in mid-air once again, transforming into hundreds of soul orbs in the blink of an eye!

"How...how is this possible?!"

For the first time, Carlyle's dim old eyes widened in disbelief.

[Levitation] can indeed control objects, but there is a limit to the distance.

Moreover, it involves simultaneously controlling so many falling debris.

And to precisely reassemble it? What a delicate yet immense control over magic that would require?

High in the sky, the forest ghost is hidden beneath the [gauze robe of the night].

At this moment, he was radiating a black energy that was completely different from magic and carried a faint aura of violence.

This is a basic magical enchantment.

With the blessing of [Enchantment].

He felt that his control over the [Levitation] technique had reached an unprecedented level.

The original maximum control distance of nearly 100 meters has now been more than doubled!

"A basic magical spell, its amplification effect is no less than that of a transcendent spell..."

Lin Gui was shaken.

Rather than a magical amplification effect, it's more accurate to say that it's an essential enhancement brought about by the energy of "demonic energy".

He dared not slack off and focused all his efforts on controlling the hundreds of reassembled clods of earth.

It changed direction and flew towards the vast mining area.

He knew very well that this simple replacement could no longer fool Carlyle.

The other party must be certain that the true form of the saintess is not among them.

Logically, if the saintess were dead, her soul would have already returned to the Netherworld.

It is absolutely impossible for so many souls to remain.

Sure enough, Carlyle merely glanced coldly at the clods of earth flying towards the mine and ignored them.

His goal was clear.

Those "true forms" within the mine, concealed by the [Veil of Night] and with soul fluctuations so weak they were almost extinguished!

He moved swiftly, intending to return to the mine for a final cleaning.

However, just as he turned around...

"call out!"

A soul fluctuation of unusually "massive" size and extraordinary speed.

It shot out suddenly from another exit of the mine, disappearing into the wilderness far from the mine pit.

Its strength far surpasses any previous clay idol, and it is even larger than the true soul of the saintess that Carlyle saw.

"???"

A strange feeling of being deceived washed over me.

A cold glint flashed in Carlyle's eyes, and he had no doubts.

The power of the legendary figure erupted suddenly, and his figure chased after it as if tearing through space.

His speed was so fast that he closed the distance in an instant.

However, when he caught up with his target and saw the true face of the so-called "saintess".

A surge of furious anger at being tricked welled up inside him.

That was not a saintess at all.

It was just a large bag of blood plasma, carrying at high speed with arrows and radiating a strong spiritual energy!

It's that half-demon ranger who's already left!

Carlyle abruptly turned his head and looked towards the mine.

At this moment, on the entire massive mine...

Hundreds and thousands of soul orbs of light, each equal in size to the saintess.

It floats silently like stars, enveloping the entire area.

Carly stood there, looking at the mine that was once again filled with Stands.

After a moment of silence, he finally let out a slow breath.

There was only half a minute left, but in this three-minute game... he lost.

Five minutes passed.

Carlyle leaned against the cold rock wall, his dim old eyes gazing into the distance.

Saint Eve collapsed at his feet, her face ashen, her breathing so faint it was almost imperceptible.

Excessive blood loss had brought her to the brink of death.

Blood can briefly carry the essence of the soul, but not for long.

Unlike hair, it won't last for a full six months.

In just five minutes, Lin Gui had painstakingly created those soul substitutes.

The spiritual fluctuations on it dissipated one after another, like candles flickering in the wind.

With the interference gone, Carlyle's soul perception once again clearly locked onto the depths of the mine.

That true source of the soul, slightly stronger than a hair's breadth mark, yet still incredibly faint.

This time, there were no fancy tricks.

He found the saintess with almost no effort.

They brought the dying saintess here.

The air stirred slightly, and Lin Gui appeared not far away.

He looked at the dying saintess and the composed Carlyle, his face expressionless.

He won the three-minute bet.

But he never believed that the murderous intent of a legendary high-ranking assassin would be easily dissipated because of a game.

"Kid," Carrey said hoarsely.

"I don't want to break the bet I made with you."

Lin Gui said calmly.

"Can you tell me why you insisted on killing her?"

Carlyle remained silent, his dim old eyes filled with a deep, unfathomable gaze.

Lin Gui tentatively whispered.

"Is it because of... Katarina's tomb?"

In an instant, a murderous glint flashed in Carrey's eyes, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Lin Gui understood and continued speaking.

"You fear that the saintess will use her divination to find the location of Katya's tomb, so you plan to kill her to eliminate any future trouble."

Prophecy may be highly inaccurate when applied to individual destinies.

However, when it comes to specific geographical locations, the accuracy is often surprisingly high.

This is why Lin Gui believed the saintess without hesitation when she said she knew the location of Avalon.

It seems that the Tomb of Katya is more complicated than I thought.

Lin Gui pondered to himself.

However, his system task was already completed.

【Eye of the Netherworld】is obtained.

Whatever great secrets the tomb holds, it has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't want to get involved.

"How about this?" Lin Gui suggested.

"I can supervise the saintess on your behalf and prevent her from casting any divination spells on the tomb of Katalia."

Carlyle remained silent, but did not immediately object.

Lin Gui seized the opportunity to advance.

"I will take her away and never set foot in the capital again."

"Even the Great Prophecy cannot pinpoint the exact location unless one gets close to the target location."

Carlyle's eyelids twitched slightly, and he finally looked up, his sharp gaze shooting towards Lin Gui.

"I need to use her life's blood to mark my soul."

Lin Gui felt a little relieved.

A willingness to negotiate terms means a turning point.

The heart's blood mark, using the essence of the heart's blood as a guide, is imprinted into the depths of the soul.

Once planted, no matter where the saintess is, Carly will eventually find her.

Just like... the Hall of Heroes of the Church of Light.

It can be said that from the moment the marking was completed.

The saintess's life was now entirely in Carlyle's hands.

Lin Gui understood that this was already the biggest concession the legendary assassin had made.

I'm sure Miss Saint won't refuse.

After all, she had an even more exaggerated soul mark on her body.

Beneath the Eyes of the Underworld, a clearly visible thin thread of soul extended from the Saintess's heart.

It stretches all the way up to the sky.

"Okay," Lin Gui nodded in agreement.