Chapter 520: Chapter 267: Legendary Ghost, Soul Comfort_2

The Ghost’s eyes were full of fear, but the attribute points of Tier Three Legendary generally fluctuated around 900.

Meanwhile, Baiyi’s Holy Spirit, if calculated by ordinary attribute points, had reached as high as 1400, and a gap of over thirty attribute points would result in a crush.

Now with a gap of five hundred, what could it possibly do?

Today, even if Pusheng or Charles were here, they would be directly crushed by the terrifying spiritual power of the Saint.

As the roots of the soul slowly entwined around the Ghost’s body, the Ghost was being gradually pulled toward Baiyi by his soul.

Its speed was not fast, even considered slow, but this Tier Three Legendary felt the fear of facing death.

It could never have imagined that obviously, this Human Race was merely a Golden Upper Tier, so how could he suppress it, a Tier Three Legendary, so easily?

[Tell me your purpose.]

Baiyi’s eyes gradually turned white, and a Saint’s Mark began to flow in his eyes.

[Name: Soul Comfort.

Attributes: Active Skills·Saint.

Effect: The power of the spirit can eliminate all negative emotions, making people feel warm.

Usage Requirements: Spirit 300+

Cooling Time: 30 seconds.

Introduction: Peace is precious, sometimes there’s no need to use violence---Marti Radner.]

Buzz~

As the white light in Baiyi’s eyes grew more intense, the fear in this Tier Three Legendary’s eyes quickly calmed down.

[Ancient God...]

A slight soul fluctuation appeared, answering Baiyi’s question. The light in Baiyi’s eyes swirled madly, and his terrifying soul roots slowly inserted into the Ghost’s head.

Following this wave, they invaded its consciousness.

Buzz~

The Saint’s Mark in Baiyi’s eyes spun ever faster.

With the constant influx of terrifying soul power, the final effect of [Soul Comfort] was triggered, and this Tier Three Legendary, who previously needed mech judgment, lost self-awareness for a certain period.

Spiritual Stagnation disappeared.

Soul roots retracted.

The Saint’s Mark disappeared from his eyes.

"Who sent you? How long have you been here?" Baiyi asked with a smile.

This was the power of the Saint, at Level 74, forcibly wiping out the consciousness of a Tier Three Legendary; this is also the essence of the skill Soul Comfort.

Peace is precious, but if you want others to be peaceful, the only way is with overwhelming power.

"King, 1 year... Ancient God power... exchange... passage..."

This sluggish voice had no self-awareness, the tone was intermittent, seemingly not knowing what it was expressing.

Baiyi smiled, his tone was very gentle, like a big brother from the neighborhood, and his voice was warm: "Take your time, let’s talk about the Ancient God’s power and the passage first."

He spoke as he took out a device from the Demon Realm, then reached out and grabbed the Ghost’s green, illusory body, placing it under the device.

"...There is... an Ancient God... traded with the King... kill you, gain divine power and open... Xia’s passage...."

The Ghost spoke, and its face began to look painful, as if struggling with something.

Baiyi looked thoughtful, perhaps... underestimated.

He softly comforted: "It’s okay, this isn’t a betrayal, plus the Ancient God can’t enter Xia, tell me, where is the passage?"

"Weihai Beach... hidden... no one can find it... waiting to be opened... to devour the Dawn Federation..."

As the Ghost spoke, its face looked increasingly painful. Baiyi adjusted the device, and the Saint’s Mark appeared again in his eyes.

Soul Comfort!

"Relax, relax, it might hurt a little, but it’s all for the Netherworld’s sake, bear with it..."

Baiyi’s voice was very persuasive, and this Legendary’s struggling expression gradually relaxed.

But as the device buzzed, the Ghost suddenly opened its eyes, meeting Baiyi’s gaze that contained the Saint’s Mark.

Anger, confusion, serenity, pain, anger...

A series of expressions continuously transformed on this Tier Three Legendary’s face.

But the nearly five hundred points gap in spiritual power was too vast, it couldn’t break free from this control of consciousness, even if... Baiyi was extracting its source!

Once the Saint’s attributes were unrestricted, each level up, each growth would make attributes far surpass others.

So although Baiyi was only a Golden Upper Tier, whoever truly regarded him as one would simply be courting death.

As the Ghost’s aura grew weaker, its expression of pain and anger diminished, replaced mostly by confusion, with just thoughts remaining: It’s so painful, yet so serene, the world is beautiful, don’t struggle anymore.

"That’s better, weakness is normal. Can you tell me about the current Netherworld?" Baiyi took a full strand of Nether Energy from the device and tossed it into the Demon Realm, extending a hand as magic began to construct Alchemy Inscriptions.

The double extraction began.

"War, invasion, devour... Corpse Ghost... we need souls, so we will start wars, many people need us to go to war too...."

"King, Ancient God, Evil God, some mysterious forces... they all wish for our wars, and we also need growth."

"The main theme of the Netherworld has always been external war...."

Baiyi gently said: "Then you must be very tired?"

"Yeah, so tired..."

"Then rest..."

"Rest? Can I?"

"Of course, no burdens, sleep..."

"Sleep... ok..."

Buzz~

With Baiyi’s whisper, this Tier Three Legendary gradually gave up any resistance, like a soul slowly dissipating.

[You have killed a Tier Three Legendary Ghost, experience value +800000, skill points +5, attribute points +5, extra experience value +800000.

Due to the huge level gap with the Tier Three Legendary, gained special skill point ×1.]

As the interface information sounded, Baiyi stored the two tubes of green Nether Energy into the Demon Realm.

He felt somewhat emotional, first time acquiring full-value energy.

The Saint was truly terrifying, making peace sincerely mindless, even if drained of energy until death, without waking up.

And this wave of full-value energy extraction potentially could construct the 2.0 Silkworm Life·Netherworld that would surpass Mark.

However, Baiyi didn’t immediately start creating; while crafting micro-mechanics, the opportunity to enter the Saint’s Tomb was refreshed once every thousand natural days for the Saint’s Mark.

Now he needed to quickly resolve that forbidden zone, and then have Luoning make some premonitions, the Saint’s legacy was indeed the Light Side’s heritage.

The more legacy, regardless if usable or not, or even useful, would be a massive improvement.

He looked eastward, suddenly frowning, Black Gaze!

Buzz~

A massive spiritual power surged out, spreading wildly.

He quickly raised a hand, and a Worker Bee swiftly flew out from the Demon Realm.

The huge Barrett was lifted easily, aimed at a point.

Soul of Accumulation!

Buzz~

A figure identical to Baiyi appeared behind him, raising a gun toward Baiyi’s front.

"Hiss~"

The sound of a sharp intake of breath resounded.

Baiyi didn’t even think, decisively pulled the trigger.

Simultaneously, a terrifying spiritual power exploded instantly ahead, shattering part of the space, exposing a living being within.

Boom!

Buzz~

The Soul of Accumulation and the bullet of the latest Barrett simultaneously arrived, instantly destroying that creature both spiritually and physically.

[You killed Abyssal Doll ×1.]

"What a pity..." Baiyi murmured.

Just a little bit more, and between Pusheng or that Divine Abomination Cat, one would have perished.

Being hit by a 140-point Sacred Spirit Burst of the Soul of Accumulation and the current Barrett, Baiyi would have decisively advanced, using the Abandoned Domain to make Pusheng disappear from this world.

Unfortunately, he ran too fast.

But as the broken space self-repaired, the object Baiyi was searching for also appeared.

The originally unremarkable space ahead gradually darkened.

A field of about a thousand meters slowly floated toward Baiyi.

His eyes showed inexplicable emotions, perhaps he had been... ambushed?

The Ghost disrupted Pusheng’s ambush?

No, it was the Ghost that distracted Baiyi, so he didn’t detect Pusheng immediately.

That sense of being watched wasn’t from the Ghost, but from Pusheng.

Baiyi took a long breath, evidently he’s not the only one growing, but his growth was indeed the highest, if given the opportunity, one of the two people had to die...

Perhaps temporarily abandoning the emergence of the Sea Race to deal with Pusheng first? That old six was growing more cunning...

Contemplating, Baiyi began to summon Mark.