Following Jalax's deafening roar, gray flames rose all around him and the pungent smell of sulfur filled the entire mausoleum. That was the Withering Fire. The Desolate Realm where Jalax lived was a world burning with withering flames. The withering flames burned the souls of all living beings, and before the souls were completely obliterated, the withering flames would never extinguish.
The moment the withering flames ignited, Lin Yun felt the surrounding temperature suddenly drop. The originally gloomy mausoleum seemed to have turned into an icehouse. The raging withering flames almost reached Lin Yun's feet. It looked as if Lin Yun's soul would be completely ignited if the flames flickered.
But Lin Yun just stood there without moving. Instead, he looked at the enraged Desolate Overlord as if he was watching a play.
"Alright, 100 years …" After a brief confrontation, Jalax's voice unexpectedly eased up. "Only 100 years. This is Sir Jalax's final concession and your last chance, Human."
"Haha, Sir Desolate Overlord, your generosity really makes me moved to tears." Lin Yun smiled for the first time. When he looked at the Desolate Overlord, there was no longer any fear in his eyes. "But I still refuse!"
"Impudent!" Jalax suddenly flew into a rage. After roaring, the withering flames in the surroundings suddenly rose up and the entire mausoleum seemed to turn into a sea of gray flames.
A bone-piercing chill assaulted Lin Yun's face. He couldn't help shivering, but his eyes were tightly glued to the contract and the true name of the Desolate Overlord written in Nesser Runes. After a short moment, a smile appeared on Lin Yun's face again. He gently touched the true name of the Desolate Overlord with his finger. In an instant, only a few magic runes could be seen quickly dissipating. The true name of the Desolate Overlord actually disappeared under Lin Yun's gentle touch!
"You … You … You dare to destroy the true name of Sir Jalax! Shameless thief, you have offended the dignity of Sir Jalax! Your soul will forever sink into the flames of the abyss! I will turn your body into ashes and scatter it on the earth of the Desolate Realm! I will imprison your soul forever, I will make you …"
The deafening roar became louder and louder as large chunks of earth fell from the ceiling of the mausoleum. The entire mausoleum seemed to be trembling under the wrath of the Desolate Overlord.
But at this time, Lin Yun chanted an incantation.
"Now, let me see what kind of thing you are!"
Lin Yun's incantation was the 3rd Tier Spell, True Sight. It was said to be able to see through all falsehoods and falsehoods in the world. Just as the incantation fell, a light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes.
"You damned Human!" Then, the projection of the Desolate Overlord let out a blood-curdling scream. The projection that occupied more than half of the dome of the mausoleum rapidly shrank under the gaze of True Sight and ultimately turned into a ring that fell to the ground with a "ding" sound.
"Human, I curse you!" Just as the ring fell to the ground, a shadow rushed out.
"Magic Tool Incarnation!" Everything happened too quickly. Lin Yun only had time to let out a cry of alarm before the shadow was already in front of him. Lin Yun didn't have time to think. He pointed with his Spiritual Magic Staff and a Flame Shackle coiled around the shadow as he hurriedly retreated.
Lin Yun didn't expect the Flame Shackle to have much effect. This was a Magic Tool Incarnation of a True Spirit Magic Tool, an existence known to be able to contend against an Archmage. If Lin Yun's Flame Shackle could trap it for a second, it would already be a huge victory.
"Fuck, fuck, you damned Human!" But just as the Flame Shackle left his hand, Lin Yun heard a blood-curdling scream.
'What's going on …'
Lin Yun promptly looked over in amazement and discovered that the esteemed Magic Tool Incarnation of a True Spirit Magic Tool was actually trapped by a 2nd Tier Spell!
"You … You … Just wait! Wait until I come out, I'll bite you to death!" That's right, a palm-sized wolf cub was cursing loudly amidst the flaming chains. The only strange thing was that this wolf cub's body was translucent. At a glance, it looked like it would melt into the air at any time.
'Hold on, this is a Ghost Wolf!'
Although their name had the word "Ghost" in it, Ghost Wolves weren't undead lifeforms. They were true soul lifeforms. They didn't have bodies and lived in Noscent as souls. They were innately proficient in all kinds of soul methods, and the illusions they created had a wisp of Law Shadow.
This wasn't a joke. Once an illusion had a wisp of Law Shadow, it would become an existence on the level of a Death Garden. As long as it took a step further, it wouldn't be impossible for it to become a real world.
In fact, the supreme existence among soul lifeforms was the legendary Dream Monarch. It was said that every dream of the Dream Monarch was a real world.
The King of Dreams was in thousands of real worlds, constantly sleeping and reincarnating. If the King of Dreams really woke up one day, these thousands of real worlds would be instantly destroyed, and the power that would explode in an instant would be enough to destroy everything in the world.
Besides, soul creatures were almost immune to all physical damage. At the same time, they also had an extremely high immunity to magic damage. Only attacks that directly targeted the soul could cause real damage to them.
But soul lifeforms were very rare in Noscent. Even in the records of the peak era, Lin Yun couldn't find more than two digits.
He hadn't expected to find one in the tomb of a prince of the 3rd Dynasty.
Moreover, this was a soul lifeform that had already become a Magic Tool Incarnation.
'But how could it be so weak?'
As he thought of this, Lin Yun couldn't help looking at the Ghost Wolf with disdain. 'This is an esteemed Magic Tool Incarnation of a True Spirit Magic Tool, how could it be bound by a 2nd Tier Spell, Flame Shackles? This isn't fake, right?'
"What are you looking at? I'll bite you to death when I come out!" Lin Yun's disdainful glance made the Ghost Wolf's hair stand on end.
"Err, Magic Tool Incarnation, right …" Lin Yun thoroughly understood. This Ghost Wolf was definitely a Magic Tool Incarnation of a True Spirit Magic Tool, but for some unknown reason, its power was extremely weak. Otherwise, how could it be bound by the Flame Shackles?
To Lin Yun, this was a real opportunity.
An opportunity to master a True Spirit Magic Tool!
"What nonsense do you have to say? Hurry up and let me out, or else …" Although bound by the Flame Shackles, the Ghost Wolf was still extremely arrogant.
"Or else you'll bite me to death …" Lin Yun scratched his cheek, thinking, 'No wonder that Great Mage of the Cloud Tower could easily capture you, turns out you have such a low IQ …'
"But before you bite me to death, can I ask, what is your name?"
"How could I casually tell you my name …" The Ghost Wolf's voice was filled with disdain. As a noble Magic Tool Incarnation, how could it casually tell a human its name?
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, let me guess …" Then, Lin Yun really started guessing.
Lin Yun said a dozen True Spirit Magic Tools' true names in Nesser Runes, and each one made the Ghost Wolf sneer in disdain. But Lin Yun wasn't in a hurry.
That Great Mage of the Cloud Tower had been famous in Noscent for about a hundred years, and there weren't many True Spirit Magic Tools that appeared in those hundred years. There were only about thirty True Spirit Magic Tools, and they were all recorded in the library.
Unfortunately, when Lin Yun read those records, he had only been studying the Nesser Runes and hadn't paid attention to which True Spirit Magic Tool belonged to.
Thus, Lin Yun had no choice but to guess.
But guessing wasn't a big deal. There were only about thirty true names, so he would be able to guess them sooner or later.
Sure enough, when Lin Yun said the 23rd true name, the sneering Ghost Wolf suddenly went silent.
"Turns out it's you, Soul Walker Jon." After saying that, Lin Yun smiled.
"What? What can you do even if you know Lord Jon's name?"
"Haha, it's nothing. I just wanted to tell you that you have to pay the price for casually using a loophole in a soul contract …" After saying that, Lin Yun no longer paid attention to the Soul Walker bound by the Flame Shackles. He took out a quill from his pocket and started writing on that piece of parchment.
"Damnit, what are you doing!" Just as the quill touched the parchment, the Ghost Wolf's voice was filled with alarm.
Because the Ghost Wolf could clearly feel that that damned human was tampering with the soul contract. As a Soul Lifeform, how could this kind of soul change be hidden from Jon?
Although the Soul Walker didn't know what that damned human was trying to do, every change in the soul contract made the Soul Walker feel a sense of fear and trepidation.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
No matter how much the Soul Walker cursed, he couldn't stop Lin Yun from writing his name on the soul contract.
"No, no, no … Shameful thief, despicable human, what are you doing!" In a flash, the Soul Walker struggled against the Flame Shackles.
The Soul Walker then discovered that he didn't need to struggle anymore. Just as he moved, the Flame Shackles fell off his body.
But the pitiful Soul Walker didn't cheer or roar. Instead, he looked at Lin Yun with an incomparably complicated expression, because in that split second, the Soul Walker felt that his soul contract had taken effect.
It was just that it was in a different way …
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