Chapter 104: The Fruits of Victory

Himmel was certainly powerful, but his soul was not as enhanced as the demon lord's; otherwise, his own soul would have been devoured by the demon lord's power.

At such close range, in a restrained state, under the fierce bite of a powerful fifth-rank demon lord.

He had no chance to dodge.

"Crack!"

A shattering sound echoed from the depths of his soul.

Himmel's entire aura collapsed abruptly.

The source power, imbued with a trace of the evil god's power, dissipated like mist from his body in all directions.

Himmel was dead.

His soul bitten and devoured in one bite, Himmel died on the spot with no chance of survival.

The demon lord's soul, returning to Gune's soul ocean, began digesting Himmel's entire soul, as the demon lord's soul was still injured.

Gune, with a thought, quickly collected Himmel's corpse.

George and Sigurd, who had kept their distance to avoid Himmel's counterattack, now looked at Gune with completely different eyes than before.

He had effortlessly slain fifth- and sixth-rank Star Sequence transcendents empowered by divine power.

A powerful forbidden spell.

Bizarre magical items.

A powerful secondary soul at the level of a demon lord.

All in all, this Gune was not just powerful; he was a freak of nature.

Star Sequence transcendents were indeed strong.

But before him, they were cut down like vegetables, a pile of them killed.

"This freak is even stronger than before," George mused silently.

Meanwhile, Gune breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had many trump cards; otherwise, the evil god's daughter would not have been so easy to kill.

"I have to say, the demon lord's innate ability to devour souls is remarkably effective against beings of flesh and blood."

"If you dare to get close, it gulps down your soul, and you die on the spot without any resistance."

"And I can already feel that once this injury is healed, the secondary soul will almost be able to advance to the sixth rank."

"When it reaches the sixth rank, casting the forbidden spell again probably won't injure me," Gune thought to himself.

Then Gune looked at the severely injured George and Sigurd.

"Are you two just going to stand here without tending to your injuries?" Gune said with a start.

"We were stunned by your methods and strength," George laughed.

"But, that said, it's a good thing you came along this time. If you hadn't... we'd probably be the ones dead."

Gune shrugged.

"You said 'if.' In reality, I came with you, and the result is that they're all dead, and we've won a great victory."

"True."

Smiles spread across both their faces.

Though the battle had been hard, in the end, they were the ones who survived, and that was the greatest victory.

Gune raised his hand and tossed two dragonblood wood bottles over.

They both caught them.

"Tsk... as good as ever," George said, opening one and smiling.

"Life spring water?" Sigurd exclaimed in surprise upon opening and sensing it.

"Drink up! He's got plenty of good stuff," George said, not at all surprised.

Giving Gune a deep look, Sigurd downed the life spring water in one gulp.

For their severe injuries, life spring water was the perfect remedy.

...

A dozen minutes later.

Both had fully recovered.

Now, the three gathered on the altar.

Their eyes were fixed on the chains of the altar.

Since the evil god's daughter and her group had been dealt with, the next step was to plunder the treasures.

Gune scanned the altar chains, knowing the incantation to quickly pull them out, but obviously he couldn't do that.

Besides, one Deep Origin Anchor was enough.

He didn't need this one here.

"I can use my ability to pull out this Deep Origin Anchor. It'll take about ten days to fully extract it," Sigurd said after touching the anchor with his demonic power.

"About ten days, not too long," Gune nodded.

"But I can't wait here for ten days. I need to go to the mysterious moving island in the Strange Sea; I have important business there."

"Alright, since you have important matters there, I'll open the seal first and send you out, then come back in to pull the anchor," Sigurd nodded slightly.

"What about you?" Sigurd turned to George.

"I'm not in a hurry to go there. Besides, if you're here alone pulling the anchor and the Giant God Church sends in more experts, you'll have trouble handling it alone, and it'll take more time. I'll stay here to help you. Once you've pulled out the Deep Origin Anchor, we'll go to the mysterious moving island together."

"That works," Sigurd nodded slightly.

"I really must thank you, Lord Gune. Otherwise, we might not have been able to kill the evil god's daughter," Sigurd then said to Gune.

"Heh..."

Gune waved his hand lightly with a chuckle.

"This time, the Evil God Church and the Southern Church wanted to destroy our world. It was our duty to join forces against them. No thanks are needed."

"Besides, I've gained quite a bit from coming here."

Gune wasn't lying.

Without Sigurd bringing him in, Gune would never have obtained the Dragon's Fang or the supreme forbidden spell tome.

In truth, Gune should be the one thanking Sigurd.

Before leaving, Gune thought for a moment, then flipped his hand and produced two exquisite dragonblood wood boxes.

"These are for you," Gune said.

They took the boxes, looking at Gune in confusion.

"Inside are Soul Pattern potions called 'Dawn of the Soul,' six bottles each."

Dawn of the Soul!

Both felt a jolt in their hearts.

This was a powerful potion that could transform an ordinary soul into an elite soul.

Even within the Transcendent Association, only Master-level transcendents could obtain it, and even then, in limited quantities.

Yet Gune had just handed over twelve bottles.

"Could it be..."

Both had a faint guess.

These two were extraordinary, both Star Sequence transcendent professionals with bright futures. Naturally, Gune wanted to help them.

"Remember, use one bottle every ten days, and digest it meticulously."

"Under no circumstances should you take them consecutively in a short time, or your body will develop strong resistance, ruining your chance to elevate your soul to elite."

"Your souls are already strong; six bottles should be enough to transform them into elite souls, which will greatly benefit your future cultivation and advancement."

"Understood." Both nodded solemnly.

Elevating their souls to the elite level was a major matter that required careful handling.

"Then I'll go open the seal first. Lord Sigurd, please send me out. In a dozen days, we'll meet on the mysterious moving island. If possible, when we enter the 'Elemental Forbidden Land,' I hope we can fight alongside each other again against the evil god's forces," Gune said.

"Haha... Don't worry, we definitely will," Sigurd laughed heartily.