Damon's instincts were on point as the very next mont, he felt a strong tug in the depths of his soul. Namina grinned viciously, licking her lips. "Look here, pretty boy. Your looks are only average, but your body is top-notch. You don't have to beg mommy too much. I will take you in. There is just one small thing you need to do before that. Let go of your soul."
Even as she finished talking, a powerful surge slamd into Damon's consciousness.
The tug on his soul intensified, no longer subtle. It was invasive, cold, and razor-sharp, like invisible hooks trying to tear sothing fundantal out of him. Dark sigils flared beneath Namina's feet, forming a complex soul-binding formation.
A cold glint appeared in her eyes as she licked her lips and gazed at Damon with an insatiable hunger. "You will be a fine addition to my collection." She laughed loudly.
Seeing this, the crown prince and the other mbers of the hidden orders slightly relaxed. A second ago, the system contract in front of them seed like the only way out of their misery, but now, that was no longer the case.
Everyone knew that once Namina decided to go full-on crazy, there was nothing and no one who could stop that woman. The only people capable of doing sothing like that were B-ranked powerhouses, and their Western Desert Empire did not have any monsters like that.
The bloodsucker was truly finished now.
So even clicked their tongues in pity. Falling into Namina's hands was in many ways worse than death, and most wouldn't wish it on their worst enemy.
On the other side, Alzara and the old emperor had horrified looks on their faces. Neither of them had expected the crazy witch to show up here, let alone go all out. But the emperor was quicker to react than anyone else.
The mont the soul-binding formation began to ignite, he moved. He knew this wasn't a fight Damon could easily handle.
A roar echoed through the hall as ancient imperial seals flared around his arm. Mana surged violently, condensing into a blazing arc of sunlight that tore through the air toward Namina. The attack zood like a falling sun. Golden light howled, ripping apart the air as the emperor poured everything he had into the strike. "Get away from him!"
The blazing arc slamd into Namina, but before it could do anything to her, a translucent barrier blood in front of her, layered with runes. The sunlight struck and shattered on contact, exploding into fragnts of light that scattered harmlessly across the floor like dying embers.
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Namina finally turned her head, irritation flashing across her face. "Tsk. Old n really should learn when to stay in their graves." She flicked her finger. The backlash ca instantly.
The emperor was hit mid-stance, his seals shattering one after another as an invisible force smashed into him. He was hurled backward like a broken doll, crashing through a marble pillar and skidding across the floor in a spray of stone and blood.
"FATHER!" Alzara scread.
However, even before she could reach him, a blood-red hand wrapped around the emperor, protecting him.
Seeing the blood-red hand, everyone's attention shifted back to the only person who could have conjured sothing like that.
Alzara gasped. The crown prince's jaw almost dropped to the ground. Many others gulped in disbelief. The person who should have beco a soulless husk under Namina's ultimate soul attack was standing perfectly fine.
Damon winced slightly, but the vigor in his eyes made it clear that the attack was nothing much. Even Namina looked like she hadn't expected such an outco as she froze for a mont, staring at Damon with wide eyes.
"Interesting!" She cackled. She was about to say sothing else when her face changed. Her flawless pale skin, as smooth as a baby's bottom, and her voluptuous body, which made countless n drool despite her rotten personality, suddenly started changing.
Rot filled her up from the inside out. She was also no longer able to move or even cackle anymore. Fear and dread filled her eyes as her shock quickly turned into terror.
"You had one chance. Now it's gone." Damon stood still and smiled. He no longer had to do anything. Everything was already over. "Did you really think I would co here without making any preparations for you, you ugly old hag?"
Though Damon hadn't exactly cracked the code on strengthening his soul and healing an injured soul, it wasn't like he hadn't made any progress at all. There was also Arya working tirelessly on creating a soul poison and soul healing elixir. Along with the many venom sigil alchemists, she had already made a new and improved version of the soul clouding poison, which allowed Damon to hide his soul, only suffering a small setback in his stats.
Naturally, he did not care about this. In fact, this was ideal as stats were sothing he had saved up quite a bit by now. The poison would either eat his strength or his agility, or his intelligence and affect his damage power.
But as long as he sent in more stats to fill the gap, the drawback was easily solved. This was not ideal, but this was the best the team could co up with in this short ti.
And it had already co in clutch to mount a defense against a powerful soul attack.
Anger flashed in Namina's eyes, but there was nothing she could do. As she silently stood and rotted on the spot, all her beauty wilting into nothingness, the others finally snapped out of it.
The hidden order mbers who had been so confident monts ago were now scrambling on their knees, hands shaking as they hurriedly signed the glowing system contracts floating in front of them. Pride, loyalty, ambition, none of it mattered anymore. Survival ca first. If Namina couldn't stand against this person, then none of them had any chance. Namina was one of the peak C rank experts rumored to be on the verge of breaking into B rank. If she couldn't do anything to the bloodsucker in front of them, then the situation was truly hopeless.
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