I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 631. A Strange Sword Heart
at the same time.

Behind the wheelchair, as Jianxin raised his phoenix eyes, a silver-white ripple spread out from the center of his brow.

The entire world's space seemed to have been cut open by tens of thousands of blades, dividing it into hundreds of thousands of smooth, mirror-like prisms.

Each prism reflects a wheelchair-bound youth and a tall woman in a cheongsam, filling the sky and surrounding the Titan.

Xia Feng looked around and frowned. Even with his Eye of Deconstruction activated, he still couldn't find the other party's true location.

"This is Kenshin's A-grade spiritual weapon, the Floating Life Mirror."

Freya explained from the side, "Kenshin rarely uses the Floating Life Mirror, but I've heard it's a very powerful spatial artifact."

"A-grade spiritual weapon?" Xia Feng was stunned. How could that be?

Kenshin had already tried using the Mingde Domain when he was sucking on him in the Garden of Gardens.

Kenshin has no magical weapon!

Xia Feng frowned, looking around at the countless mirrors in the sky and the countless sword hearts reflected in them with a puzzled expression.

A growing sense of unease crept into my heart.

Logically speaking, the Mingde domain should not be invalid.

Even if the target is an Alpha artifact, there will be a sense of failure in copying it, as has already been proven in Miss Mu's case.

But when I copied Jian Xin just now, just like when I copied other people without spiritual weapons, there was no reaction at all. There was no success message or failure message.

So, why is this woman pretending to have a magical artifact when she clearly doesn't? Xia Feng looked around the mirror.

Unfortunately, he couldn't tell whether these mirrors were actually created by the power of the magical artifact.

Behind the wheelchair.

Kenshin's eyes were cold as he quickly finished adjusting his breathing and gazed into the distance:
"This guy still only has the spiritual pressure of the first level of the Venerable One, but the strength of the Blood Spirit Giant and that powerful Thunder Halberd are far beyond the level of the third level of the Venerable One."

Jianxin said in a deep voice, "Sir, this person must have an extremely powerful background. He is either the reincarnation of some ancient god or the human agent of some god who has been granted divine authority."

Ye Lidong's heterochromatic eyes flashed with a cold light. Indeed, only these two types of people could do something so abnormal.

It seems that the helper that Leia found is indeed extraordinary.

But it's just right.

Only people like that are worth hunting!
Ye Lidongjun's heterochromatic eyes were cold and indifferent. He slowly raised his right leg. His legs seemed to have been stiff for many years and had not moved at all, so his movements were somewhat sluggish.

Fall.

"Bang!!!"

It was as if ten thousand mountains had fallen to the ground, causing the mountains and rivers to tremble and the space to tear apart with a shrill and ear-piercing sound.

A wave of inky black light rippled outwards from the ankle of the wheelchair-bound youth.

As the eerie, tadpole-like characters of Nyarlathotep darted rapidly across the young man's calves, countless hideous vengeful spirits seemed to emerge from the abyss, swarming out in dense, howling numbers—

A piercing, ghostly howl filled the sky, obscuring the sun.

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to be weeping and wailing, as if hell and the underworld had descended.

Xia Feng's dark pupils narrowed slightly; these vengeful spirits were all wearing tattered armor that looked very familiar to him.

"Are these soldiers from Baidi City?" Xia Feng's heart sank.

"Kid, it seems you know quite a lot." More and more vengeful spirits gathered, roaring and converging into a sea of ​​vengeful spirits. Grayish-white and hideous human faces were arranged horizontally and vertically, forming the sea surface, allowing the wheelchair to move smoothly on it.

Ye Lidong glanced at the sea of ​​vengeful spirits beneath his feet, his heterochromatic eyes looking down upon the mortal world, and sighed softly, "I regret their deaths, but they are worthy of being trampled under my feet, paving the way for my ascension to godhood, which can be considered an unparalleled honor."

Xia Feng's gaze suddenly turned cold. It has to be said that sometimes people can laugh when they're speechless.

He smiled and said, "Ye Lidong, it seems I have no choice but to kill you today."

"Oh? The killing intent has suddenly become so intense. It seems that you, this rat, are indeed connected with Baidi City."

"No wonder Wei Shutong dared to assassinate me today; it turns out he had you as an accomplice."

Ye Lidongjun was quite interested, but then sighed softly.

"But kid, you really don't need to do this. Everyone has their own purpose in life. These 100,000 ants, their purpose in life is to build a foundation for the strong and to serve the king."

“When I become a saint and a sage, their spirits will also receive supreme glory with me. Isn’t that enough?”

“That makes sense, Ye Lidong. How about you call me Dad?” Xia Feng said thoughtfully, offering a constructive and feasible suggestion. “When your dad becomes a god, you, as his son, can also receive that honor and the title of divine son. What do you think?”

Ye Lidong's gaze turned icy: "It seems you are determined to be my enemy."

"An enemy?"

Xia Feng stood with his hands behind his back, hovering high in the sky, while the Titan's dark eyes simultaneously looked down with disdain, "Are you worthy?"

Ye Lidong's heterochromatic eyes were unfathomable, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips. "Truly... ignorance is bliss."

It seems this insect is unaware of the terrifying power of the Nyarlathotep Illusionary World!
This is a devastating weapon capable of instantly annihilating all living beings below the Saint Realm!
The number of vengeful spirits from all directions continues to increase, and under the power of the Floating Life Mirror, countless figures of Ye Lidongjun and Jianxin also appear.

Unable to locate the two individuals, Xia Feng looked up at the sky, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of spatial barriers, reaching the other side of the star realm.
"Miss Mu, do you think we should use the Sirius Throne once?"

"Whatever you want." Miss Mu's voice was indifferent in her heart.

"Miss Mu, you seem a bit emotionally unstable."

"Don't worry, Mr. Xia, after you kill Ye Lidongjun, I will 'kill' you next."

"Don't be so murderous; it's bad for your health."

"Do you still remember our agreement, Mr. Xia? Once this matter is settled, you will bow down to me and submit to me."

"What do you mean by 'bow down and submit'! The agreement clearly stated that we would have a fair fight."

"it's the same."

Xia Feng did not refute further, but pondered in his heart that the activation of the Sirius Holy Throne would attract the power of the stars, and the impact it would cause would probably be no weaker than when he became a Venerable.

Fortunately, with the help of Miss Mu's self-created Spirit Robe: Stars, this time there's not as much to worry about as before.

As Xia Feng pondered, he looked around and was surprised to find that these howling vengeful spirits could ignore the Titan's defenses and walk straight through.

Moreover, it moved with lightning speed, and amidst its grief-stricken howl, it pierced straight into Xia Feng's brow without any resistance.

Xia Feng immediately sensed his negative emotions rising, his ears vibrating, and he heard a series of sharp whistles around him, along with nerve throbbing.

"The 100,000 wronged souls of the White Emperor City yearn for survival and revenge. Their intense and unified negative emotions are enough to reach the level of vengeful spirits, which can be absorbed by the Nyarlathotep Illusionary Realm and transformed into emotional power."

Through countless prisms, the young man in the wheelchair smiled in unison.
"This is the true purpose of the Nyarlathotep Illusionary Realm, kid. The emotional resentment of these 100,000 wronged souls can even stir up the negative emotions of the Dark Sage, turning them into a power that destroys souls: jealousy, shame, regret, despair. Ultimately, they will lead to mental breakdown and their souls will dissolve themselves."

"I'm very curious, in a desperate situation, can you still maintain your ignorant confidence?"

(End of this chapter)