King Gumman’s daughter already sketched out a smile, waiting for a pile of chopped and mangled flesh to fall to the ground.
However, at this critical juncture, a strange door suddenly appeared behind Angel, who was surrounded by red beams.
As King Gumman’s daughter was still puzzled, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind her.
“Oh, after all, I was the one who freed you. Otherwise, you would have been tormented much longer in the Bloodbath Pool… That counts for some gratitude, right? Even though you owe me, you’re intent on killing me, to take what’s mine, that’s not very nice.”
The voice was distant and clear, very pleasing to the ear. Yet to King Gumman’s daughter, it was as if she heard a demonic sound, her complexion changed, and she turned her head abruptly.
Out of nowhere, Angel appeared behind her, with a door-shaped phantom shadow gradually fading away behind him.
The Samsara Overture in Angel’s hand was now pressed against King Gumman’s daughter’s head.
“It seems, I’ve won,” Angel said with a light smile.
King Gumman’s daughter’s face was ice-cold, “Is this what you’re relying on? Useless!”
As her words fell, Serseribilas beneath her feet burst out with red beams again, only this time, they shot upwards, not forwards. Simultaneously, a thunderous noise came from all directions, as not only Serseribilas launched an attack, but other undead also responded.
Angel hadn’t expected King Gumman’s daughter to still struggle up to this point.
He frowned, a faint glow emanated from the barrel of the Samsara Overture, and with a trembling sound, a White Light Bullet shot out!
King Gumman’s daughter showed no fear of the White Light Bullet, her lips even curled into a mocking smile.
Angel hadn’t grasped the meaning of that smile when he saw the White Light Bullet pass through King Gumman’s daughter’s Spiritual Body and eventually shoot into the void of darkness, disappearing without a trace!
King Gumman’s daughter’s figure also became increasingly ethereal.
“I told you, it’s useless, you can’t kill me… nobody can kill me…” Her voice slowly faded away, eventually extinguishing into nothing.
Angel watched as King Gumman’s daughter disappeared before his eyes.
There were no spatial fluctuations, indicating that King Gumman’s daughter hadn’t left using spatial techniques.
There were no illusions either, King Gumman’s daughter was truly present before, not an illusion.
So where had she gone now?
A series of questions troubled Angel, but now was not the time to ponder, as the most important thing was to save his own life!
Looking around, he saw the eagerly watching undead filled with malice. And then at his feet, the red Weaving Net made of beams.
Angel sighed, silently reciting the Secret Soul Mantra, performed Astral Projection, and with the aid of the Gravity Meridian, he dashed hundreds of meters away in an arc of light.
Although he had escaped that ordeal, Angel’s expression was not very good.
After landing, he had planned to cope using his soul, given that he now had the Path of Soul Threads and could manipulate Magic Power to cast Tricks with his soul.
But he hadn’t felt it while in his body, it was only after the Astral Projection that he realized the situation around him was too dire.
Gloomy, cold, frenzied, resentful… all sorts of Negative Energy gathered here.
Even though his soul was still alive, it was somewhat overwhelmed by the negative energy.
Having no choice, Angel had to return his soul to his body.
Without the assistance of the Gravity Meridian, trying to survive under the attack of so many undead, including terrifying ones, seemed… a bit difficult.