Chapter 669 - 658: The Important Lin Jun
Chapter 669: Chapter 658: The Important Lin Jun
Someone has broken through their own barrier again!
Lin Jun noticed it almost immediately.
Previously, there were often attempts to force a spiritual connection with Puki.
Lin Jun didn’t care if they lived or died, but was indeed fearful of being caught off guard one day, perhaps with something like "soul toxin" whether it exists or not.
Therefore, Lin Jun specially spent time learning some spiritual protection magic.
However, its primary role wasn’t really to protect Lin Jun’s soul.
After all, the soul is too vast, and no matter how powerful the spiritual protection magic, it can’t cover everything.
The main role of this protection is that when someone breaks it, Lin Jun can notice it instantly.
Simultaneously, Lin Jun would activate self-defense measures.
At that moment, she would separate the touched part of the soul from the main body, then directly annihilate it. The process is so quick that the intruder can’t react.
No matter the purpose of the toucher, they have no chance to affect Lin Jun’s main soul through this part of the soul, which is the most secure measure.
As for such severings, for Lin Jun’s soul it’s akin to losing a bit of skin, it can recover in no time, and it does no harm.
Also, the severed part is far larger than the average person’s soul, and the impact from active annihilation can destroy most of those who contact it.
As for whether these contactors are curious scholars or malicious enemies?
Lin Jun wouldn’t risk putting herself in crisis to avoid collateral damage.
No one can touch her soul.
And now, Mira is faced with a fragment of soul in the midst of being annihilated.
...
The moment Mira’s spirit reached into Puki, she was overwhelmed by the vast ocean before her.
Beneath her feet was a boundless deep blue ocean, like a huge mirror, reflecting light that didn’t exist in reality.
She looked down and saw her toes touching the water surface, the ripples spreading outward, disappearing at the horizon.
But that horizon was too far, far beyond what seemed to be an end.
Unlike other spellcasters who had only a superficial understanding of souls, as a priest of Nevrilla, she herself was a master in the realm of souls.
With just a glance, she recognized it as a soul.
A vast, boundless sea of soul, enough to engulf everything.
What kind of existence could possess such a vast soul?
She couldn’t comprehend, but there was no doubt such a unique soul was of utmost importance, which is why the oracle mentioned the mushrooms.
However, before she could continue pondering, the scene before her changed drastically.
The sky tore open, like a giant canvas ripped from both ends, the crack quickly spread from one end of the horizon to the other, stretching across heaven and earth.
Next came the wind.
The hurricane roared, and where it passed, the flowing sky was torn into fragments, scattering into countless light points.
The deep blue sea was lifted by the wind, forming monstrous waves, and in that frenzy, they were shredded, eventually wrapping together, destroying everything as it advanced towards Mira.
"To abandon such a colossal soul directly..." seeing the apocalyptic scene before her, Mira understood what had happened in that brief instant.
She knew, but couldn’t comprehend.
Such an existence was truly absurd.
Direct soul confrontation is always the most perilous.
After all, souls cannot be strengthened through training; everything is innate.
If you drag farmers and heroes, both lacking relevant skills, into a mental space duel, even heroes risk falling.
However, the priest of the Death God surely doesn’t lack "relevant skills."
Darkness surged from her features, temporarily making her holy visage somewhat terrifying.
Darkness didn’t surge like it did when attacking the Demon King, but formed a black sphere, enveloping and protecting Mira.
The storm struck, those waves symbolizing shattered soul power aggressively approached, yet did not stir a ripple on the black sphere’s surface; this darkness seemed to devour everything.
The annihilation of the soul fragment didn’t last long, and this world-ending soul storm dissipated shortly after.
However, when it disappeared, the darkness encapsulating Mira had considerably thinned, and could faintly reveal Mira’s silhouette within.
Meanwhile, in reality, darkness surged from Mira like a fountain, spreading through much of the hideout, even forcing some followers into a corner, including the hesitant Crescent and Jini, who didn’t dodge immediately due to concern for the High Priest.
These shadows were the goddess’s bestowed power, representing pure death, and even though they too were the goddess’s priests, touching these shadows still spelled certain death.
As fervent devotees of the goddess, they did not fear death, but the significance of dying having contributed much versus being accidentally slain by the High Priest is entirely different.
Fortunately, just as they were backed into a corner, the spread of darkness finally stopped.
It rolled back into the High Priest’s body.
With the last bit of darkness returning inside, Mira coughed violently.
Jini hurried to check the High Priest’s condition.
After treatment, Mira’s body, which had just regained some vitality, worsened again.
Even favored by the gods, mortals struggle to truly harness divine power.
As for the Puki initially placed on the bedside, it had completely withered away, dark and brittle, crumbling at a touch, just like the weeds nearby also affected by darkness.
Jini asked, "Master Mira, what happened? Wasn’t it said that power couldn’t be used again in the short term? Your body is already..."
Mira softly replied, "It’s alright, Jini, compared to the gains, it’s worth it."
"Gains?"
Although Mira was physically weak, her gaze was brighter than before, as if seeing some kind of hope: "That immense soul, it’s truly marvelous!"
"Whether as an offering or having it replace me to become the goddess’s spokesman, it’s the perfect existence!"
"Jini, Crescent, the Mushroom Race is crucial! We should try contacting them... From now on, aside from this ritual and the Mushroom Race, all unrelated actions can be stopped."
Jini and Crescent exchanged a glance, having partially understood the High Priest’s words.
Especially the part about "replacing Mira as the goddess’s new spokesperson," was it referring to Puki?
However, as the goddess’s spokesperson, if the High Priest says the Mushroom Race is crucial, it surely isn’t mistaken.
They nodded, turned away, followed instructions, and began to take action.
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Meanwhile, in Eleanor’s territory near the uninhabited region of the southern mountains, magic power gathered, and a temporary teleportation magic array transferred Saint Puki over... to be precise, two-thirds of Saint Puki...