Chapter 427 - 348: Untitled
Sayia’s body gradually became transparent.
Her long, seaweed-like golden hair snapped off strand by strand. Despite the pain etched on her delicate features, she forced a tragic smile as she looked at Wen Ying.
The moment Wen Ying heard this, she charged at the Dean.
As Wen Ying closed in, the Dean’s eyes snapped open. They were brimming with a tempestuous fury, but his gaze first fell upon Sayia. "You dare betray me."
His voice carried a crushing pressure, causing Sayia’s already transparent body to seemingly disintegrate even faster.
Sayia struggled to keep her eyes open. "Sister, his fatal weakness is his eyes! Quick... hurry..."
Sayia said, her voice faint.
The tempest in the Dean’s eyes intensified, now laced with scorn. "You expect a human to kill me? Oh, little Sayia, you’re still so disobedient. Since you refuse to learn your place, then just you wait. I will keep your soul by my side and make you watch as I utterly destroy everything you hold dear, until not even a speck of dust remains."
"Sister, I can’t hold on anymore..."
With a final cry, Sayia used a Secret Technique to self-destruct!
The powerful blast sent the Dean, who was caught completely off guard, flying. His face twisted into a savage mask as he stared at where Sayia had been. "You wretched thing! How dare you!"
But then, a connection suddenly flared to life between a spot on the Dean’s body and the self-destructing Sayia.
As Sayia faded from the world, the Dean discovered that the connected part of his own body was also vanishing!
Truly vanishing!
Completely and utterly gone!
For the first time, fear took root in his heart!
’That useless trash!’
’Dragging me down with her even in death!’
’If I’d known that good-for-nothing would turn on me, I should have just locked her away from the very beginning!’
’If that one person hadn’t tied her life to mine, I would have destroyed her ages ago!’
Now, grievously wounded, a searing pain began to spread through the Dean’s nerves.
A gaping, unhealable hole had appeared in his chest.
A purple energy was searing his flesh.
Seeing Sayia dissolve into motes of starlight, Wen Ying’s eyes reddened with tears.
How could she not understand?
Sayia had sacrificed herself for her!
Sayia had been terrified of the Dean, yet she had defied him—and even sacrificed herself—all for Wen Ying!
And it was all because she had shown Sayia a tiny bit of kindness.
It was just a few snacks.
But for that, Sayia had paid with her life.
Wen Ying drew a blade, channeling all the Spiritual Energy in her body into it before thrusting it toward the Dean’s eyes!
Her speed was so great that the grievously wounded Dean failed to dodge in time.
Wen Ying seemed to hear the voice of that little golden-haired, blue-eyed girl. "Sister, you have to live on."
The scattered motes of starlight landed on Wen Ying, bringing a faint warmth to her ice-cold body.
"Summon!" Wen Ying roared.
The Summoning Skill, which she’d never used since receiving it as a reward, erupted from her body. An intense yellow light burst forth, enveloping the entire space.
THUMP!
THUMP!
THUMP! THUMP!
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
The sound resonated in her ears, like a beat on one’s very heart. Each thud made her feel unbearably tense, as if she might explode.
[108th Clone of Mammon successfully summoned! Cost: 200,000 reputation value!]
[As the second most powerful Demon of the Seven Sins, Mammon naturally possesses formidable Demon Abilities. Dealing with a small fry like this is a piece of cake for him.]
[However, the Host’s power is limited, so only a clone of Mammon could be summoned. This Skill is a one-time use. After use, the animosity between the Host and the original Mammon will increase.]
[But what’s there to be afraid of? You’re about to die anyway, might as well go big or go home~ Besides, it’s just a clone for now, so it won’t attack the Host~]
A tear was cut into the space before her, and a jet-black claw emerged from the opening.
With a ripping sound, it tore the opening wider!
A body slowly emerged from the dimensional tear.
A powerfully built, three-headed Demon appeared before Wen Ying.
Of his three heads, the one on the left was a horse’s and the one on the right was an ox’s. Only the head in the center bore his true face.
Upon his central head sat a crown made of precious gems!
He held a long halberd in one hand and a sword in the other!
Beneath him was a pitch-black winged dragon coalesced from Demon’s Energy, its eyes glowing red.
’So this is the Demon Mammon?’