Chapter 211: The Fire of Ghost

Witchcraft?

Curses?

Forming an army of ghosts with the Ghoul Modification Technique?

Which is my strongest power?

Adenos was wearing a completely torn and broken black robe and was being followed by a dozen normal soldiers that had been turned into normal class ghouls by the Ghoul Modification Technique. These ghouls had traveled across the wetlands of the Andromeda Mountains.

In fact, these “soldiers” were only hunters and farmers who had come to hunt or had mistakenly entered the wetlands, so they could only be modified into normal class ghouls and not into Death Knights, let alone be transformed into super powerful king class ghouls! Even though his mind power had reached the level of level three wizards as soon as he had woken up, since he had lost his blood witchcraft, his army of ghosts and the king class ghouls, Adenos’ power levels had now been weakened to the minimum.

As his skeleton foot stepped over the vines and splashed in the dirty pond of the forest wetlands, his skeleton head suddenly looked down into the pond. From the reflection of the rippling water, he had just noticed the pale green flickering flames inside his eyes.

What is this?

Adenos suddenly realized that he had not been focusing on the flame inside of his head since he had risen from the grave. As such, he had no idea as to how the flame was formed nor what the flame even was!

Adenos squatted over the water and continued to look down. At this moment, he noticed that his life had undergone the most strange transformations and that his structure of consciousness was completely different than that of an ordinary human.

Is this a soul? Why does it take the form of a flame?

It looks similar to the form of the Philosopher’s Stone, but why does it transform like this?

The Philosopher’s Stone was the materialization of Mana, so is there a correlation between Mana, the Philosopher’s Stone, and the soul?

Adenos felt that if he could solve this mystery, he could discover and gain the most original and strongest power in the world! As Adenos pointed his finger to his forehead, he saw the flames in his eyes flicker even more intensely before slowly breaking out. It was as if his soul was being torn apart!

In this moment, he realized that his soul was burning and his soul flame had not yet reached the complete structure of a level four wizards! This was because it was flawed. Or, it could be said that, for the structure of one’s soul, the form of the flame was abnormally mutated to begin with, or it was not the right path of evolution for a soul…

Do I only have ten years?

Adenos had just realized that the power of the soul flame could only last for ten years, and after that, Adenos would die. However, his mutated soul flame was far stronger than normal souls’. In other words, it possessed an extremely strong devouring power.

As such, it could devour and turn others’ consciousnesses and souls, then turn them into nutrients. However, this extreme power had a drawback, as it would hurt others, but also would harm him in the process.

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Even knowing this, Adenos didn’t feel any fear. Instead, he felt a hunger and strength surging constantly from within his soul. This was a power that was surpassing the last Adenos, the power that involved the origin of souls and the power of the gods!

So, this is the power of the origin of death!

I have discovered the truth of this world!

Adenos kneeled down in the dirty pond, rubbing his face excitedly with his skeleton hands. The soul flame within his eyes felt like the warmth of his soul burning.

Hahahaha!

His sharp laughter was like the squeaking sound of old doors closing. Adenos laughed towards the sky while holding his face with both of his hands.

I really am the lucky one!

I will bring the honor of death upon everyone in the world, then let them all taste its beauty!

How very interesting! This is such a wonderful world!

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Meanwhile, the black dragon Giska was resting in a giant cave within Andromeda Mountain. Giska was a strange one. As Titan Dragon’s were accustomed to, Giska had been raised by a human, his master, Rooney Elvis. Giska was fiercely loyal to Rooney Elvis, which was unimaginable for an evil and greedy black dragon!

The black dragon lay on the cold, hard snow in front of a cave. In the depths of the cave, there was an ice coffin and the body of an elderly old man who was wearing a golden mask. He was none other than the founder of the Kingdom of Rosa d’Oro, the dragon riding king that had ended and replaced the Luhmann Kingdom, the legendary gifted man, Rooney Elvis!

Since his death ten years ago in the Sumerian Plain, after he was pierced in the head by the spear of Delmedi, his body had been brought here by the black dragon Giska. The loyal dragon had wanted to protect his body.

After Giska awoke from his nap, he looked at Rooney Elvis’ ice coffin. He then turned back to lick his wounds. The curse of Adenos had damaged his body, but with the strong regenerating power of the Titan Dragons, the wounds should have healed by now. However, there was a strange power that was hindering this process.

Giska had never met a strange being like this before. He knew the existence of wizards, had seen magical beasts with extraordinary powers and priests with the power of God, and had even fought temple knights on the battlefield, however, he had never seen a skeleton that could still move!

That da*n skeleton! Next time, I am going to twist his skeleton head off!

Giska was licking his wounds, while letting out raging dragon roars, when a sound emerged from just outside the cave. Then, a giant fireball came straight into the cave!

The light and the fire suddenly brightened up the whole cave. Giska reacted in an instant, breathing his fire to stop the fireball. The two flames collided, instantly melting an area of snow before they dispersed into a ring of fire. After Giska stopped breathing fire, he couldn’t hold in his anger and rushed outside with his wings.

“This power, this scent…. Godda*nit, it’s you again! This time, I will let you taste the wrath of the black dragon Giska!” Giska rushed outside the cave and then quickly opened his wings, surging into the sky.

Soon, Giska spotted a man in a black robe. Amid the white snow, his black robe was eye-catching, just like a fly in soup!