Orix was drowsy, and even his mind was running almost stagnantly.

Through the other party's fingers, he could vaguely see that the entire body of the Dreaddemon King was blurring, as if a green thing was approaching, and the moment it came into contact with him, a piercing pain rose from the depths of his soul, and he was dragged into the spiritual space.

There are two virtual figures floating in the shapeless world.

His perspective was fixed in one of them, and he could do nothing but watch as the huge mass of souls in the shape of Nas Rezm slowly approached.

"I have fought with my master in the infinite realm, fused the souls of countless mortal races, and occupied countless bodies similar to yours. Some of them are the leaders of a clan, some are princes and generals, and some are big people who are about to control the fate of a world...... With them, I have used lies, conspiracies, and deception to unleash one terrible catastrophe after another, and I have never tired of it. And you're just one of them......"

As he spoke, the Dreadlord weaved several spells, and demonic runes floated in the air, connecting his soul at one end and Orix at the other. He walked around Orix's soul, adjusting the spell model from time to time, fiddling here and there, like a surgeon operating on a patient.

Oryx sensed that something strange was happening.

If souls have entities, these indescribable dark spells seem to be stripping the skin, flesh, and bones of one's own soul, making it defenseless and easy to touch.

During this time, Aurex constantly tries to summon the power of the Book of Time.

However, this is completely different from the last time-delay spell that the Lich King Neozu unleashed with the help of Baron Rivendell's body.

No matter how strong that spell is, it is limited by the endurance of the medium. Dragging him into the soul cage is already the limit.

This time, however, it was the Dreadlord who cast the spell himself, with the ability of Banazar who was able to defeat the legendary hero Saidan Dasohan, one of the five original paladins of mankind.

The power of the two is not the same.

Oryx couldn't do anything, and his soul was completely imprisoned, like a fish on a chopping block.

"Your memories, your body, your identity and status will all be mine. You will play a vital role in the Burning Legion's grand plan to destroy Azeroth...... In a few moments, I will return to your fellow citizens as you and use your influence to spread the true prophecy." ”

The Dreadlord said with a sneer.

"Remember my name, my name is Varimathas, your ...... 'successor'."

It turned out to be Varimathas!

Oryx, who is trying to find a way to get out of the predicament, is already a little desperate, and he simply cannot resist the sad fate that is coming.

With the help of his identity as a "saint" and "prophet", with the endorsement of the Holy Light Church, he will become the future figure of the Seven Kingdoms of mankind, which is basically a sure thing.

After being occupied, Warimasas used his identity and influence to act, which would lead to dire consequences.

The scariest thing is......

If the memories are also fused, everything of the time-traveler will be owned by the Burning Legion, which is terrifying just to think about.

I don't know how long it took, but the spell finally ended.

The soul of Varimassas no longer waited, and pounced on him directly.

But at the moment when the two came into contact, the Book of Time, which had been exposed due to the collapse of the soul defense line, emitted a thousand rays of light, and directly bounced away from the soul of Varimasas.

Quicksand gushed out, infecting the entire spiritual space.

"No, it can't be!"

Frightened, Varimathas tried in vain to spell out the quicksand, but the quicksand lingered like maggots on tarsal bones, rapidly eating away at his green soul, which represented the essence of the devil.

"No, no——!"

His soul dissipated in the screams of the Dreadlord, and it all happened in a short instant.

This high-level demon has just been so confident, and now he is dying as neatly as he is.

The quicksand gently rolled up, completely annihilating the remaining residue, and slowly returned to the depths of Orix's soul, converging into an hourglass symbolizing time, as if everything he had just done was effortless, just a punishment of the insignificant guy, extremely simple.

The vision slowly dissipated, and everything returned to normal.

If it weren't for the fact that souls that had been stripped of a large amount of their origin were still emitting a sense of deprivation from the inside out, Orix would have thought that none of this had happened.

"Is this the power of the Book of Time......

Oryx was shocked.

Under normal circumstances, such high-level demons, no matter how horrific the body that bears the soul is damaged, after death, the soul will return to that place under the traction of the twisted void, and after years of recovery, condense enough evil energy to reshape the body and return intact.

But the Book of Time completely wiped out the soul of Varimathas.

I'm afraid that this Nasrezm will never be able to return to the Twisted Void to reshape his body...... It has been wiped out in the most fundamental sense.

He couldn't help but wonder if Varimathas hadn't been so greedy and didn't fuse his memories and soul, but simply and rudely cut his soul out, without stripping off the soul origin, threatening the existence of the Book of Time, wouldn't it have provoked a counterattack?

If his soul is stripped away, will he become a lonely ghost, or will he return to the final destination of all souls called the "Shadow Country", "Shadow Country", or "Shadow Realm" under the traction of some kind of law force?

Will I be able to continue using the Book of Time at that time?

In a trance, the spiritual space gradually returned to intangible.

He came to his senses, in pain, to be exact.

Although the Dreaddemon King in front of him still maintained his previous posture, his eyes were dilated, and he completely lost his voice, as if he was dead and could no longer die.

Losing the control of the soul, this body, composed purely of evil energy, is decomposing into the most essential constituent matter, the skin begins to fester, the bones begin to decompose, and slowly radiate to the surroundings.

Perhaps the power of the Book of Time affected the soul through the soul, and the same happened to its body. Large areas of the skin were burned, as if they had been burned by divine energy.

The large hand that grabbed Orrix's head already had evil pus flowing from the palm of his hand, making a sizzling burning sound when it came into contact with his skin. And with every breath he breathed, he inhaled a large amount of evil energy, causing his lungs to burn like fire.

Oryx struggled to break free from his large hand with a sense of want, and fell to the ground weakly, coughing.

Every bone in his body screamed at the same time, apparently badly injured after a hard blow from Valimas. He knew that there were multiple bone cracks, a large area of soft tissue contusions, and a large amount of evil energy transported by the other party remained in his body, which was constantly annihilating his vitality.

After using his remaining divine energy to cast a few divine spells, hastily curbing the spread of evil energy and treating his injuries, he picked up the [Imitation Solarion] and slammed it at the dreadlord's unprotected neck......

There is no soul to control, evil energy is not guided, and the flesh is already dissipating. The body became fragile, and the head was cut off at once, spinning and falling into the distance. Green pus and blood continued to flow out of the wound, pooling into small puddles below.

The fog cleared, the world became clear, and the distant voices returned.

The last sight Oryx saw before he fell was Lady Jandis Barov and Alexandros Mograine running quickly, startled by the corpse of the Dreadlord in front of him, and even more shocked by his ability to slay such a terrible demon.

"It's ...... Nasrezm? ”

Mograine didn't know, but Lady Jandis was from Dalaran and was a high-ranking person with a lot of knowledge about demons. Knowing a rough idea of the race of Warimas, he was even more shocked......

This is an enemy that even legendary mages have a headache for! How exactly did this young paladin do it?

While examining the injuries, Ms. Jandis asked incredulously, "How did you do that?" ”

"Ahem...... Ahem," Oryx, who had survived the catastrophe, barely pulled out a smile, "It's not me, it's the 'Holy Light' who did it." ”

With that, he closed his eyes and fell into a complete coma.