Soul Of Negary - Chapter 238
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“Piercing finger of death!” Chromie raised his hand and activated the sacrificial magic, offering up his finger for a single-use attack.
The joints of his left hand’s pinky finger immediately broke apart, causing intense pain that made Chromie shriek.
His skin and flesh in that area had completely exploded, his entire pinky finger detached from his hand. Under the influence of the sacrificial magic, the pinky finger shot out in a streak of light, almost as if it was the sharpest arrow, or a meteorite descending from above.
“STRIKE HIM!” Chromie endured the pain from losing his finger as well as Bardimor’s information invasion to control the magic and shot it towards Bardimor.
However, Chromie had clearly overestimated himself. Under the many distractions, his entire face had become twisted, and more importantly, Bardimor was still selectively gaining information from Chromie.
Under such a situation, his sacrificial spell ended up failing.
The pinky finger shot as a streak of light only grazed past Bardimor’s body, then proceeded to pierce directly through a knight and his armor that was behind Bardimor, taking his life.
“How could this happen!?” Chromie was on the verge of collapse. Despite sacrificing his finger, not only did he not manage to achieve his aim, but he also killed a knight of the church by accident.
Chromie’s face continued to warp further. His information being forcefully sent to Bardimor, combined with the pain of his finger and his own self-blame had led him near the point of insanity.
“No… this can’t be! I won’t accept such results!” Chromie’s sweat, tears, and even snot were pouring out uncontrollably, maddening thoughts flickered and flashed through his mind one after another.
He was now similar to a gambler who was in the middle of a high. He could not accept that despite the price he had paid, he still didn’t obtain the corresponding gains.
“My greatest issue right now is that I can’t retain a clear mind, then, that magic…” a certain sacrificial magic appeared in Chromie’s mind.
Dauntless Aura: By sacrificing one’s sense of pain, one would no longer fear pain. At the same time, one would gain the ability to create a Dauntless Aura around one’s soul, which could protect one’s soul and prevent influence from external forces.
“The sense of pain can only get in my way, there’s nothing to lose from sacrificing it” Chromie was no longer as cautious as he was before. He forcefully suppressed his sense of pain and took out the Tome of Sacrifice from his pocket, then immediately activated his sacrificial magic.
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On the other side, the Cardinal took a short glance towards Chromie’s position, then ignored him. At this point, everything would be permitted as long as the Evil supreme-ruler could be stopped; of course, that was only so long as the other party didn’t commit any more friendly fire, in some cases, an incompetent ally was much scarier than a strong enemy.
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Bardimor also turned his head towards Chromie’s direction. That one’s information contained something more compared to the others, and the so-called ‘sacrificial magic’ that one was using was also quite interesting.
Through the manipulation of information, he was able to turn the sharpest sword or blade into plastic toys; or edit the body of a living, breathing person into a different kind of entity, for example, the type of monster that was recorded within these people’s information.
As a knight charged towards him, the armor that surrounded his body suddenly began to melt, his body swiftly began to morph: thick hair began to grow from various areas of his body, a bulge of flesh suddenly sprouted right next to his neck, which then grew to form a second head.
Information Overwrite, one of Bardimor’s prided techniques. He had read this knight’s information and saw a creature called the Twin-headed Dire Beast, which had been recorded from the knight coming into contact with one. Under Bardimor’s manipulation, this information quickly overwrote the knight’s own information.
Under the massive wave of information, that knight’s soul was completely remade. The protection of faith brought by his Blessing of Glory wasn’t omnipotent; it was quickly broken under Bardimor’s influence, which brought the Twin-headed Dire Beast that had almost gone extinct in this Moon Tree world back into this land.
「 ARUJA! 」with an illegible battle cry, the Twin-headed Dire Beast swung its gigantic wooden club, which was originally his knight armor, striking numerous knights and crushing them under sheer force.
A ray of light shot from afar like the light of the sun, which pierced through the Twin-headed Dire Beast’s body and left a charred smoking hole.
The Twin-headed Dire Beast opened its mouth wide, revealing a mouth full of uneven jagged yellow teeth and uttered a resounding roar accompanied by a foul stench. Even after a hole had been burnt through its body, its tenacious vitality had allowed it to continue living, swinging its giant wooden club to guard Bardimor.
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“Coaster” the Cardinal looked at the Twin-headed Dire Beast full of regret. That knight was an experienced Red Sun Knight who once participated in the subjugation of a Twin-headed Dire Beast; he successfully beheaded the beast and hung it in his living room as a trophy of his honor. Who would’ve thought he would now be transformed into a Twin-headed Dire Beast himself?
More and more information was converging towards Bardimor. As he continuously analyzed the information, the speed at which he was extracting information had also greatly accelerated. Quite a few humans already couldn’t endure the process and died from their heads exploding.
Numerous knights rushed towards Bardimor under the reinforcement of the priests, all of them were literally throwing their lives away to stall Bardimor from extracting information any faster, forcing him to be distracted by manipulating information and creating more creatures to guard himself.
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On the other side, Chromie’s presence had become completely different. The bleeding end of his detached finger no longer felt painful, as he had already sacrificed the sensation of pain itself.
The sensation of numerous things from his head pouring outward had also disappeared, instead he now noticed a piece of information he did not know before, apparently related to a certain treasure trove hidden underneath Lohr.
However, Chromie wasn’t concerned about some treasure trove right now, he simply raised his hand and pointed it at Bardimor who was being surrounded by monsters.
“After sacrificing my sense of pain, I no longer have anything to fear!” with that in mind, Chromie once again sacrificed his fingers, three of them at once.
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Bardimor who was standing inside a circle of monsters abruptly looked up. Three fingers had been consecutively shot, easily piercing through every monster in their way and continued rushing for Bardimor, which forced him to alter his position.
The Cardinal also took this chance to order the knights of the church to attack in unison through his supreme technique connection to them; further restricting Bardimor’s movement.
Chromie took this chance and immediately sacrificed another finger, which perfectly pierced through Bardimor’s body.
This body’s life seemed to have also been taken by the piercing finger, regardless of how Bardimor tried to manipulate information, the body’s death seemed to have become a predetermined fact.
「 I was still too hasty 」Bardimor’s black strings gradually withered away, revealing Birosius’ face beneath, he was chased away from this world without gaining much benefit.
Chromie panted heavily. Although he had to sacrifice 5 of his fingers as well as his own sense of pain, he ultimately managed to kill Birosius.
No longer being able to feel any pain, Chromie looked down at his hands of missing fingers, unable to tell if he should laugh or cry.