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Chapter 1809 The Death of Dester (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)
The raging winds swirled above the surging fog, and the layers of geometric fog intertwined to form a barrier on the ground, protecting the people evacuating below.

But at this moment, the barrier is being subjected to some kind of fierce and violent impact.

The impact seemed to come from the raging fog, or perhaps from the barrier itself.

Faint cracks are spreading across the barrier, outlining a future where it could collapse at any moment.

Above the barrier, the enormous skeleton enveloped in flames stretched out its arms, reaching for the figure floating in the void ahead.

The giant hands made of bones didn't seem to be grabbing the figure floating in the air, but they also seemed to be holding onto the figure tightly.

This distorted and bizarre overlapping scene was thus reflected in everyone's view.

The reflection in the sky pressed down more and more, becoming increasingly suffocating.

A faint yellowish-purple glow appeared, swirled, and twisted within the enormous reflection.

The blonde woman looked up at the scene in the sky.

Her brows furrowed slightly, her hands rested on her waist, and her damaged, crackling body tensed subtly, as if ready to pounce at any moment.

Christos and the others, who were not far away, also looked up and nervously stared at the sky.

boom--

A loud rumbling sound came from afar, seemingly from an impact outside the high wall.

The battle on the high wall seemed to have entered a white-hot stage.

boom--

At that very moment, the two beams of yellow and purple light reflected in the sky suddenly pressed down, as if they were about to break free from the reflection.

The barrier constructed of geometric objects shattered with a deafening roar, and the mist that had been kept above the sky rushed down like a tidal wave.

Selena seemed to have made up her mind. She gripped the item at her waist, held it tightly, and pulled it upwards.

A faint yellow glow seeped from her waist.

However, at that moment, the thick fog that had been pouring down from the sky suddenly froze, and the entire world and the heavens fell into a momentary stillness.

Selena looked up at the sky.

The figure that had been floating in the sky raised its hand, reached out, and grasped the void.

The hand was so small compared to the enormous skeleton and the ancient door.

The enormous, towering skeleton encased in flames stopped the moment the figure grasped its hand.

Even the surging mist, the shimmering light, and the fading flames within the ancient doors all ceased at this moment.

The world fell silent at that moment, so silent that it seemed one could hear the frantic heartbeats of the people standing on the ground.

thump -- thump -- thump --

Or perhaps, it wasn't the heartbeat of people, but the heartbeat of the enormous skeleton standing before the ancient door.

At first glance, the heartbeat sounded extremely strong and regular, but soon, within this strong heartbeat, there were faint echoes, like tiny beating sounds hidden in the huge heartbeat.

Soon, the sounds of these double images grew louder and louder until they expanded completely, drowning out the original, enormous heartbeat.

It was like a huge heartbeat that shattered into countless scattered heartbeats.

As this collapse occurred, the towering and terrifying fiery skeleton, as tall as a mountain, also twisted violently, with illusory arms extending from behind him, or perhaps from within his body.

These arms tore his bones apart, tore his body apart, tore his soul apart.

The enormous skeleton split open in an instant, transforming into countless tiny skeletons, swaying and wriggling like coral polyps growing on a giant coral.

"What did you do?!" Dester glared angrily at Heo, reaching out to grab him.

This time, the power at the bottom of the world did not tremble. The hand that had grasped He'ao's soul at the bottom of the world had already disappeared along with the collapse of his body.

This time, he simply used his skeletal hand to physically and mechanically grab Heo.

But he missed, and both of his hands flew past Heo.

He Ao simply raised his head and quietly gazed at him, saying, "You don't understand what's really happening to you."

The ingenious technique behind the scenes is essentially to connect those blank souls to Dester's incomplete soul, achieving a certain degree of 'soul replenishment'.

This allows Dester to use the power of these blank souls to control the high-ranking angelic artifacts.

Of course, this is also an opportunity to try to 'tame' those high-ranking items.

The design of this technique is ingenious and brilliant enough that even if He Ao had roughly figured out all the key points of the technique, with his mastery of the soul, he would not be able to replicate it.

However, the inability to replicate does not mean that it cannot be disassembled.

The core of this technique is the use of a kind of 'grafting' method, grafting those blank souls onto Dester's incomplete soul, making them believe that they are a whole.

In a sense, the entity behind the scenes deceived Dester's soul, making him believe that he was still 'whole'.

But these blank souls and Dester's soul are not, in essence, a whole.

This is the core of the technique: the deception of the soul.

The method to break this spell is simple: make these souls realize that they have been 'deceived'.

Of course, it's useless to directly 'tell' Dester; this is the most basic structure of the soul and cannot be understood through 'perception'.

The doctor told the mental patient that he had a mental illness, but he couldn't cure the patient's mental illness on the spot.

In principle, even though these connections seem very fragile, dismantling this spell requires a very strong spiritual attainment, stronger than that of the spell's creator.

Then, little by little, these connection points are broken apart, allowing each blank soul to 'understand' its own problem.

However, this takes a very long time, and very few people possess such profound spiritual attainments.

This may explain why the entity behind the scenes, even knowing this obvious flaw in the technique, is not worried.

However, He Ao didn't need to have a stronger spiritual attainment; he had another 'shortcut' method.

He is now an angel of the path of the God of Order, and also carries the divine grace of the God of Order.

From the perspective of order, this kind of 'grafting' is inherently a form of 'disorder'.

He only needs to use his own power to envelop Dester's soul and then strengthen the order judgment of the area where the soul exists.

Under this strong order, the fundamental tendency of this soul connection will change.

Both those blank souls and Dester's soul will 'be aware' of their own incompleteness and irrationality.

Then, the entire structure of the technique collapsed directly from within.

The forces in this world are indeed bizarre and strange, but there are also bizarre solutions to bizarre things.

"Don't you understand?" He looked at the collapsing Dester, purple light gathering at his fingertips, then instantly pumping out and entering Dester's soul. "You are nothing more than a tool of your master."

Dester's entire body stiffened slightly, then he raised his head, and a shimmering light gathered in his eyes.

Amidst this shattered chaos, aided by his super memory, he glimpsed the structure of his own soul.

A fragmented, incomplete structure.

He stared blankly at the scene, his entire body frozen in place. "My soul, my soul, I'm dead?! I'm dead?!"

At that very moment, the countless bones extending from his body began to rapidly converge, and the blank souls that had been torn apart from his soul suddenly gathered together.

An eye with a faint purple glow split open from the 'forehead' of those souls.

Immediately, these souls were kneaded together like clay, mixed and stuck together, forming a larger structure that engulfed Dester's soul.

At that moment, the enormous skeleton enveloped in flames paused slightly, and the smaller bones that had been extending from its body suddenly retracted into the inner part of the skeleton.

Purple light flashed from the skeleton's pupils, then blazed fiercely like a blazing campfire.

A terrifying and twisted pressure spread across the heavens and earth in an instant, and the flames inside the ancient door behind the huge skeleton almost vanished in an instant.

A terrifying pressure emanated from behind the door, carrying a suffocating power.

In a daze, He Ao seemed to see a cold eye standing behind the door, watching everything below.

Beneath all the mist, in the center of the plaza where no one paid attention, the blurred corpses that had emerged from the sealed coffins transformed into streaks of light and rushed into the ancient gate.

In that instant, it was as if some kind of connection was established deep within time and space, and the flames on the ancient door completely faded away.

The enormous flaming skeleton lowered its head and quietly gazed at He Ao in front of it. Its massive skeletal mouth was slightly open. Although the huge skeleton did not change at all, one could vaguely sense that the corners of the skeleton's mouth were slightly upturned.

At this moment, the enormous skeleton seemed to have completely transformed, becoming even more terrifying, twisted, and suffocating.

“Soter, the legendary apostle of ‘K,’ the entity behind you does seem to have something to it,” he raised his hand, his palm grabbing at He Ao, his words exploding directly in He Ao’s soul, “But everything you’ve done is in vain. You need to know that the prey that the Lord of the Underworld has set his sights on has never escaped.”

A phantom, violent wind from the depths of the world swept across the entire sky in an instant. The moment the hand reached out, terrifying soul power descended directly upon He Ao's body, forcibly invading his soul.

An invisible aura emanated, as if some kind of dominating authority was forcibly attempting to control He Ao's soul.

He Ao raised his head and stared at the huge skeleton in front of him, at the purple flames shining within it.

At this moment, the controller of this enormous skeleton has changed, from Dester to the one who is truly in control of everything.

The high being who created all of this, the one who pieced together Dester's soul.

But He Ao was not surprised to see this.

Even when he was peering into Dester's soul, he sensed the existence of another 'consciousness'.

This 'consciousness' does not exist in Dester's soul, but in the blank souls that have been 'erased'.

When Dester loses control, this consciousness can forcibly awaken and dominate this twisted soul.

Of course, perhaps in the original design, this was the complete form of the enormous skeleton, and Dester's fragmented soul would probably eventually be 'refined' by this consciousness.

Ultimately, this enormous skeleton will become another angelic body dominated by this consciousness.

"It seems you still refuse to surrender."

The enormous skeleton stared at He Ao, its eyes burning with purple flames, and twisted words exploded in He Ao's soul. He raised his hand slightly upwards again.

He Ao's body suddenly stiffened, and a faint purple glow began to envelop him.

In an instant, yellow geometric crystals unfolded within He Ao's body, enveloping his form and forcibly stabilizing his soul with the power of order.

Just as Heo carried the divine grace of order, the 'visitor' before them also carried the divine grace of death.

The enormous skeleton slightly raised its hand, and the geometric crystals enveloping He Ao's body began to tremble slightly.

"Then die—"

The purple skeleton raised its hand again.

In that instant, his outstretched hand suddenly pierced his own neck.

The purple flames that were flickering and burning in the pupils suddenly froze, as if unable to comprehend what had happened.

"I'm not dead! I'm not dead!" At that moment, the giant skeletal maw opened, and Dester's slightly manic voice echoed between heaven and earth, "Give me back my body! Give it back to me!!"

"Damn it—" The purple flames flickered, seemingly preparing to make another move.

But at this moment, the 'order judgment' surrounding his body was further strengthened, and his soul was suddenly torn apart, along with the blank souls that were crumpled into a ball.

In an instant, Dester's fragmented soul gained the upper hand, his ferocious hand plunging into his own body, tearing everything to shreds. "I'm not dead!!! It's all mine!!! It's all mine!!!"

The ancient door, which was about to be fully opened, trembled slightly.

boom--

The enormous, surging skeleton shattered into countless fragments within the purple mist.

Above the sky, the two beams of light that had been fighting seemed to have ended their battle and were now looking down.

He held his breath, staring at the shattered fragments in front of him, and suddenly leaped forward.

He was never actually afraid of the purple skeletons; his only worry was being held back and making the two guys in the sky realize what was happening.

He raised his head and looked ahead, where fragmented souls, passing through the thick fog, still drifted down to the sky.