Reincarnation: The Soul of Dashul

"Look, look... the live stream is back on! Quickly find out where the three geniuses are!"

"Am I seeing things? How come there are two dark monsters? Wasn't there only one just now?"

"The dark green, serpentine monster is Reki Samael, and that monster covered in black flames... could it be Ledo Gungnir Raziel?"

"Has the messenger of darkness finally revealed the power of dark elements? But why does it feel so eerie?"

"Were these two taught by the same magic teacher? How come their secret spells are so similar?"

"Impossible! One is the Dark Messenger from the Mount Everest Magic Academy, and the other is the dark horse from the Annapurna Magic Academy!"

"The dark green feathers in the eight-winged form look incredibly corrosive! I wonder if that black fire meteor can withstand them?"

"That black flame looks terrifying too, no less than Regi's! Could this be the true power of the Dark Messenger? No wonder he could fight a Grand Magus with only the cultivation of a Mage!"

"What's going on with the Ministry of Magic? Why is the live stream choppy and getting blurrier?"

"It's probably because the battle was too intense, causing energy disturbances that led to fluctuations in the live stream's energy..."

"Where's Gabard from the Kyogori Academy of Magic? I haven't seen him at all."

"Are you stupid? Value your life... stay away from monsters... those two are obviously not normal people, why stay there and give away points instead of running away?"

"The arena is only so big, where can they run off to? They're probably hiding somewhere waiting... When the clam and the heron fight, the fisherman reaps the benefits!"

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At the Ministry of Magic's viewing area, many onlookers, unaware of what was going on, still watched with great interest. Even though the live stream was intermittent and the image quality became somewhat blurry, it did not affect the excitement of the scene or the people's anticipation.

Within the Ancient Tree Realm, bathed in the golden glow of the Tree of Life, both Blackflame Ledo and Eight-Winged Riki unleashed the limits of their magical cultivation, each exerting their last ounce of strength in an attempt to kill the other.

The black fire meteor and the ink feather flying knife collided endlessly, and the resulting explosions and smoke almost covered the entire world, even blurring the jade arena below them.

The leaves of the ancient tree of life scattered their radiance, turning the thick fog into a pale gold, making it look like a golden nebula, creating an unusually magnificent sight.

"Angels call, light and shadow fall silent, death embraces, light comes!"

Suddenly, a strange and mysterious incantation resounded through the sky from the eight-winged Riki. The white energy outline of the tens of thousands of black feather flying knives suddenly burst into intense light and rapidly expanded, spreading to one side of the flying feathers.

On the other side, it remained the dark green of the underworld's malevolent poison. Each feather had become white on one side and dark green on the other. The white side was as dazzling as the sun, while the dark green side was like a poisonous pool that devoured souls.

Eight-Winged Riki stopped moving at high speed and flew directly above Blackflame Ledo. With a flap of his eight wings, tens of thousands of ink feather flying knives split into more than ten times the number, becoming hundreds of thousands, a terrifying number.

Subsequently, these feathers, one side white and the other dark green, all connected together in layers, forming a pair of enormous wings with a wingspan of over a hundred meters.

The inner side of the giant wings was dark green with the malevolent poison of the underworld, while the outer side was warm white with the power of light elements. It was like a pair of giant hands that quickly closed, trapping the black flame Ledo and the black dragon head below within them without any gaps.

Everything happened too fast. Blackflame Ledo was shocked. He had just sensed the immense magical energy coming from all directions. He was about to strengthen the Dragon Gravel Spell to focus fire on one place to break through, but he did not expect it to be such a huge thing.

The black fire meteors struck the massive inner walls of the wings like eggs hitting a rock wall. Although they could ignite the malevolent poison of the underworld, the thickness of the wings remained solid thanks to the constant replenishment of the flying feathers, making it difficult to break through.

"This is bad! The outer layer of light elemental power provides just the right warmth, and it works perfectly with the inner layer of underworld poison. It's practically a furnace for incinerating corpses!"

After activating the four-part Kabbalah seal, Blackflame Ledo never expected that he would still be at a disadvantage. He realized that things were not going well, and at this moment, his Netherworld Demon Transformation had less than three minutes left.

The Death Embrace of the Eight-Winged Raki is rapidly tightening, and the Netherworld Poison within is becoming increasingly dense. Even if its energy level is not as high as the Netherworld Flame, the corrosive power would be terrifying if Netherworld energy were compressed to this extent.

Blackflame Ledo watched as the wings of death visibly tightened, and an unprecedentedly powerful malevolent force attacked from all directions. He had no time to use the Netherworld Flames to neutralize it, and the malevolent force was about to engulf his physical body and soul.

"Open it again! Master Ulysses said that with my current level, I can open a fifth of the Kabbalah seal! By order of Barrett, I command the Kabbalah seal to be opened!"

Leido knew his life was hanging by a thread. He hesitated for half a second, then opened the Kabbalah seal to five-tenths. This was the limit of his current cultivation. If he opened it any further, he would be devoured by the Hades Decree and fall into the demonic path.

"Alright! I'll see... whether this violent poison is more powerful, or my Yin Sha Flame is more ferocious?"

Having activated the fifth part of the Kabbalah seal, a fierce aura rose from the depths of Blackflame Ledo's heart. He could no longer distinguish whether this was a side effect of the underworld energy or an explosion of his own accumulated negative emotions.

In Ledo's eyes, unprecedentedly intense black flames surged like raging waves, and the horns on his head slowly transformed into four blurred corners. The Netherworld Flames were at their peak, filling the entire internal space of the Wings of Death.

Blackflame Ledo's entire image and aura became increasingly sinister and ferocious, more and more like the demon that awakened in the ruins of Cerberus.

The only difference is that Leido's consciousness remains clear at this moment. Although the black flame soul in his life furnace is constantly restless, it is firmly suppressed by the Dragon Spring Divine Seal and the Kabbalah Seal, and cannot run rampant.

However, suddenly, Blackflame Ledo's physical condition was completely opposite to his fierce aura. He squatted down helplessly, his body swaying precariously, unable to support himself at all.

He felt a throbbing pain; his skin, bones, meridians, and flesh were filled with incredibly powerful underworld energy, as if they were about to burst.

Moreover, the eerie, burning Netherworld Flames enveloped his entire body, which, while not harming him, brought an extremely chilling and bone-piercing sensation.

Even Master Ulysses probably didn't expect that although Leido's body is currently very strong, it seems that he is still unable to support him in opening half of the Kabbalah seal. The energy of the underworld is too domineering and cannot be borne by an ordinary physical body.

"Damn it... How could this be? Am I really going to die here?" After examining himself, Leido understood his situation. He had sensed unease when he activated the five-part seal, and now he suddenly felt a sense of despair.

Black Flame Lydo could no longer withstand the surging and piercing sensation. Cracks began to appear on his golden nascent soul, followed by cracks in his physical body. His indomitable will roared defiantly in his mind: "I! Refuse to accept this!"