Chapter 271: The tri-colored bone staff (1/2)

Chapter 271: The tri-colored bone staff

“Aowuuuu…”

Han Shuo was roaring in extreme agony on the oval altar in the second layer of the cemetery of death. Thick green light wreathed his body. His head in particular was showing a jasper-like luster. The ethereal light seemed to be the most lustrous green jade.

Han Shuo’s mental strength still grew at a crazy rate during this process. However, the brand from the evil god from an unknown source actually wanted to penetrate deep into his soul, ordering him to become a loyal follower of the religion of the evil god until death. This was a kind of soul brand similar to the one that Han Shuo imprinted on the little skeleton and earth elite zombie. Once his soul was stamped by this brand, he would never be himself again.

This was absolutely something that Han Shuo didn’t want!!

Although his brain felt like it was being cut by ten thousand blades, Han Shuo still held on, his eyes bulging in agony. He roared madly in rage, trying to alleviate the pain in some way.

However, the power of the soul brand was becoming ever greater as the growing green halo above the altar grew brighter. In his panic, an enormous, pitch black figure appeared in Han Shuo’s consciousness. The massive body seemed to blot out the sky. Its green pupils were like two huge full moons. The eyes glanced over all beings as if looking down upon weak, tiny ants.

The enormous pressure filled the heavens and earth, making it difficult for Han Shuo to even breathe. This kind of endless presence tasted of immortality, like a star existing for billions of years in the galaxy.

“Submit. There will be no pain, only eternal life!”

A spirit imprint suddenly broke into Han Shuo’s mind, repeatedly tempting him. It seemed that if he just relaxed and accepted this brand, the suffering would be gone in the next moment, and his life would be endless.

“No!!”

Han Shuo screamed tragically, his hands clutching his head as he rolled around on the ground. The Demonslayer Edge stored in his body abruptly shot out terrifying amounts of killing intent. The negative feelings of fear, resentment, and thirst for destruction coalesced into a force that instantly flowed into the demon infant to form a resistance.

The Demonslayer Edge shrank into a beam of light, bringing every fiber of power within Han Shuo to bombard the shadowy figure that’d been born from the panic within his mind.

Crack…

A crisp sound like the breaking of fragile glass resounded clearly in Han Shuo’s mind. The colossal figure shattered into spots of starlight. The lights suddenly gathered into the Demonslayer Edge.

In a blink an eye, the agony that had ripped apart his heart and pierced his lungs retreated like the tides. Within his consciousness, the frenzied rate of growth of his mental strength suddenly stopped. The green light curtain above the altar also disappeared without a trace.

The Eye of Darkness in Han Shuo’s hand vanished, replaced with a green bone staff. The upper part of the staff was formed by three skulls.

The bone staff was one meter and thirty centimeters in length, and was made out of a green, jade-like material. The three skulls weren’t human, and were respectively yellow, blue, and purple. The yellow skull had three big eye sockets, the blue one had a horn, while the purple one was riddled with finger-sized holes.

Although their shapes were strange, the skulls were as small as a fist, each one looking more sinister than the one before. These three skulls integrated perfectly with the staff, with the three skulls looking in different directions crowning the top.

Han Shuo slowly calmed his breathing. In the end, he fainted and fell listlessly to the ground in a comatose state.

However, whilst unconscious, the bone staff in his hand emitted yellow, blue, and purple rays of light from the three differently shaped skulls. The three lights were like silk ribbons that glided into his nose and mouth at the same time.

Blood was still flowing from Han Shuo’s mouth and nostrils due to the piercing agony he had just experienced. Each plume of hot blood slowly drifted into the three skulls under the guidance of the tricolored lights. The three skulls gleamed with increasing light.

The three skulls finished absorbing the fresh blood from Han Shuo’s mouth and nostrils. The staff shone with brilliant light that slowly dispersed. The bone staff then returned to normal.