Chapter 752: Just how many fake bodies you have?
Kyle stepped out of the portal, but instead of finding himself in front of the seals, he found himself in an open expanse where a worn-out array was carved on the ground.
He glanced around and noticed that the land surrounding the array was desolate. A lot of people were already standing on the array, and he quickly joined them.
Kyle's eyes shifted downward as he examined the symbols on the array; they were both old and worn. A look of surprise crossed his face when he realized he couldn't comprehend them. Ultimately, he memorized the design of the symbols to understand them later.
After everyone had gathered on the array, Odiak used a golden orb, and a bright light surged from the array to envelop them all before they disappeared.
Kyle opened his eyes as the sounds of battle echoed in his ears. He watched a tiny ice flake land on his nose and noticed that everything around him was covered in ice.
Countless snowflakes poured down from the gray, sunless sky filled with clouds, but the dull whiteness blanketing the land was tainted by blood raining from above as many powerful beings clashed.
Kyle spotted Ceano's figure in the sky, the man was laughing as he ruthlessly attacked a supreme rank opponent.
His eyes narrowed when he noticed two more figures above, their features identical to Ceano's. All three had golden eyes and long peach-colored hair tied in ponytails that cascaded down their backs.
"Fake bodies?"
Kyle mumbled with a chuckle. He had already fought Ceano a few times, but the man always slipped away like a slippery insect, never truly dying at his hands. This was all because that cunning man never truly fought with his real body and sent the fake bodies he had created to battle.
Now, looking at the three identical figures flying in the sky, Kyle couldn't tell if any of them were real. A glint of darkness flashed in his green eyes; whether real or fake, he was determined to ensure these three similar faces fell beneath his grasp.
Odiak's loud voice pulled him out of his thoughts. He watched as the old dwarf ordered everyone to charge forward. They all rushed toward James, who, alongside an injured middle- aged man with a scar on his chin, was fighting against a handsome man clad in a sleeveless bloodied top.
Kyle glanced at Bia.
'Stay with Yue.'
With a low tsk, the phoenix hurriedly followed behind Yue and Lara as the two women trailed Odiak's flying figure.
Kyle wanted to disappear, but he noticed Alec hadn't moved from his spot.
He glanced to his side and saw Alec's usually clear eyes filled with anger. With a raised brow, Kyle followed his gaze and noticed that Alec was staring at the handsome man fighting James. "You know him?"
Hearing his raspy voice, which for some reason had grown even deeper, Alec shut his eyes and clenched his fists.
Of course, he knew that man!
Those arrogant eyes! That dark five-petaled flower in the center of his forehead! It was the very person who had forced him to sign the dark contract! The very person whose followers had harmed their planet!
Fury surged inside Alec's heart, so intense that he felt as if his blood were boiling. He had always prided himself on being a good person, and as long as he could, he would help everyone, striving to make the world a slightly more peaceful place.
The first time he fought in the war, he was chilled to the bone by the sheer amount of blood spilling every second, which was why he had gone on a rampage.
However, soon, he became numb.
The more he killed, the more merciless the poeple of the dark side grew, as if they had abandoned any regard for their own lives.
That's why, even though countless people were dying in the war, he retreated from the battlefield with his friends, hoping that the chaos their sudden involvement caused would subside to reduce the loss of life.
But that didn't mean he had forgotten the anger and hatred he felt toward the dark side and especially for this man.
Alec took a deep breath and snapped open his eyes, pushing the dark thoughts to the back of his mind as he glanced at Kyle with a solemn and eerily calm expression.
"I know him, and he, Enthrall, the fourth shadow general, is my prey. You are not permitted to touch him."
Kyle raised his brow as he watched Alec draw his sword. The blade pulsed with a golden glow as Alec vanished toward the battle unfolding in the sky. Kyle expanded his scent perception skill and also disappeared into the fray.
Yet, he paused midway when a faint scent of something very familiar reached his nose. His gaze shifted to Enthrall.
"He smells like me. Why?"
His question sounded strange, but his expression grew cold as he concentrated on the faint scent and realized why it was so familiar to him, as if it belonged to him.
"How?"
He could clearly sense a small amount of his soul's essence within that man's body.
It was very faint, but there was no way he could mistake what truly belonged to him.
No, the important question was how and when, Enthrall, the fourth shadow general had consumed a part of his soul...? He didn't recall ever encountering him...
Suddenly, Kyle blinked as a very old and painful memory resurfaced in his mind.
"НаһаНа..."
His loud, deep laughter echoed in the air, finally catching the attention of everyone fighting. A look of astonishment, disbelief, and a touch of incredibility flashed in his green eyes as he met Enthrall's gaze, who looked back to see the audacious person daring to laugh so loudly. Ceano also noticed Kyle's figure, and his expression turned solemn. He glanced at his other two fake bodies, which hurriedly surrounded Kyle's laughing figure along with a few others from the dark side.
The second shadow general could not afford to make a mistake today; he had planned too much and put too much on the line. So, he definitely couldn't leave without completing what he had come to do!
The power structure in the universe had begun to shift due to Kyle, this anomaly that had emerged so suddenly.
He simply wouldn't die, no matter how Ceano tried to end him, and he was growing stronger with each passing day. If Ceano failed today, he was certain he would not be able to stand tall
before his master.
"Been a while. Fancy seeing you again. I heard you went to fight in the war a while back. What a pity I wasn't able to welcome you when you arrived here."
Ceano tried to strike up a conversation with Kyle, his voice casual, but his eyes darted to the far end of the battlefield.
There stood two tall, pristine crystal pillars, gleaming like beacons in the midst of the devastation of shattered stones and snow. Each pillar was intricately carved, reflecting the dim light of the overcast sky, and they were surrounded by a powerful ancient array that
pulsed with spiritual energy.
They were the last of the many pillars that sealed the gates to the Realm of the Dead in this universe, a natural domain where the souls of the departed sought refuge and received a chance for reincarnation to a better life after atoning for their sins.
The air surrounding the two pillars was thick with the chill of descending snow, each ice flake swirling around them in a delicate dance, but the warmth radiating from the pillars melted the ice before it could settle on their surfaces.
Kyle wiped the corners of his eyes and stopped laughing. He never thought that the fragment
of his soul he lost on the blue planet would ultimately be consumed by the fourth shadow general, Enthrall. This left him uncertain about how to feel.
His eyes were smiling, and there was a smirk playing on his lips. However, those who saw him only felt a chill. For some reason, his expression and gaze were very unsettling.
Kyle felt calm, very calm as he glanced at Enthrall, who had resumed battling James and a few
other opponents.
He remembered how the loss of that fragment of his soul had plunged him into a deep slumber, preventing him from aiding his loved ones when they needed him most.
He was angry; he could not show it, but he knew he was. Yet, he also found it amusing that the stolen fragment of his soul had somehow ended up with Enthrall.
He noticed that two of Ceano's fake bodies had surrounded him, but his focus remained on
the fourth shadow general.
Alec joined the fight against Enthrall, prompting Kyle to sigh.
"What a pity. I would have enjoyed tearing his body apart, but someone else asked me not to
touch him. So, I won't."
With that, he shifted his gaze from Enthrall and focused on Ceano.
"Just how many fake bodies do you have?"
He asked with a genuinely curious expression but was met with powerful attacks from every
direction. Kyle chuckled.
"It's fine if you don't want to answer. I will find out in time."