The moment Ian responds to the power of the souls.

A cold to the bone, but not damaging any of the physical structures, instead made it even more condensed and essence of power merged into his body, causing a faint cold light to cover him.

Any physical attack will be reduced by more than forty percent of its power under this materialized Nether Armor, and each of his attacks will erode the soul and body of the attacked, draining their vitality and replenishing themselves.

On top of that, Ian sensed a sense of lucidity that he had never felt before, which made his mind extremely sharp.

Essentia's manipulation has become more subtle, and he can even construct his own essentia shield with a tenths of a millimeter of accuracy, or inflict attacks on enemies to break down their defenses.

A pale, tangible crown of flesh appeared above Ian's head, frost trickling from his soul, and he exhaled slowly, the cold that condensed the air seemed to kill the wind, and plunged everything into a deathly silence.

Even the frost butterflies were affected, and the little goblin in the waist bag was caught off guard by a layer of frost, as if covered with a layer of armor, blessed by the power of the revenant.

This terrifying power even stimulated Ian's psionic energy, causing everything to appear in various colors before his eyes.

The entire labyrinth of subspace is trembling.

And in another part of the subspace labyrinth.

- In front of the courtyard of the fortress surrounded by the Phantom Legion.

A white-haired man who was wielding his sword and directing the phantom attack looked up with feeling, his red eyes looking in Ian's direction.

He wore a suit of armor that exuded bursts of silence and coldness, this armor was bright red as jade, and the outermost layer was flowing with a faint blue fluorescence, like a cast of blood and ice, enveloping his body.

"Is there a new Dead King?"

He smiled slightly, then shifted his attention to the box court in front of him, and gave a loud order: "Come with me, attack!" ”

- Beyond the labyrinth of subspace.

High in the air on the edge of Avak's collar, a silver-haired man who looked rather young, but with an unusually sad complexion, and a perpetually frown on his brow, stared in the direction of Avak's central laboratory.

"Nothing is missing...... They were all born. The plan was a success, and you, Adalbert, did a great job...... So there is still room for redemption. ”

Whispering to himself, the silver-haired man turned his head sideways and looked at the white-haired and purple-eyed old man beside him: "Dean Moze, you can't stop me, although I can't kill you, it's not difficult for you to lie down and spend the last few years of your life." ”

"Not necessarily. I may not be able to beat you, but I'm pretty good at making things that don't go your way. ”

The old man chuckled and said, "It's you, Grand Duke Thorin...... How do you deal with the Emperor's wrath? ”

"Now this majesty thinks that he has not achieved anything in his life, and only prides himself on holding the territory of the first emperor's reign - I am afraid that your rift will really arouse the wrath he has not had in many years."

The silver-haired man, who was also Split Thorin, sneered, and the Grand Duke shook his head and said, "This is what Inaga promised me. If his descendants and descendants do not allow me to approve, then he will allow me to become an independent kingdom as compensation for killing my father. ”

"Your Majesty is dead." The old man said softly, "You know. ”

"yes, I know."

Grand Duke Thorin looked at Dean Moze, and also in the direction where the imperial capital was located. He stared for a long time, as if staring at an apparition from a long time ago.

After being silent for a while, he said slowly: "That's why I must complete the plan he left behind in the past." ”

"No matter what it takes."

And inside the labyrinth of subspace.

Ian slowly stood up.

To be honest, it was the first time he felt so good – very, very good.

It's so good that he has a kind of ...... I understand what it means to be one body and soul, and even what it means to be a 'light body'!

At this moment, as if his whole body was filled with cold but comfortable spring water, Ian felt the majestic power that wanted to penetrate his body.

The rich spiritual essence runs through his flesh and bones, and even the nerves are completely penetrated, and even fused together.

His flesh was no longer just a mere obedience to his brain and nerves, mundane and perishable things with delayed instructions.

Rather, it becomes one with the soul, and becomes a transcendent body that can even influence the natural spiritual energy of the outside world, and regard nature itself as controlled by one's own body.

"It turns out that this is the ...... of the Dead King"

Ian muttered to himself, looking at his hand with some emotion.

The power of the Dead King, to put it bluntly, is as its name suggests - it can turn the souls of living beings into its own power...... But this requires a premise, and that is that the souls of living beings 'agree' with this.

- As long as the souls of the crowd agree, the king is the king.

- If the souls do not allow it, the dead king is nothing more than a rotten dry bone.

The power to decide has come into the hands of the souls.

And with the blessing of the power of the group souls, Ian can almost be said to be the third energy level except that he does not have a heart light body—or the type that is quite strong in the third energy level.

And.

It's just a little bit close.

He was still close to understanding the fundamental gap between the second and third energy levels, and knew the mystery of the mind light body.

But it's not a big problem, and with Ian's talent, it's only a matter of time.

If the power of the Dead King lasted for a while, for example, an hour or two, he would be able to figure out what kind of power would be born from this body full of soul power.

Moreover, after this experience, Ian has understood that the road to the peak of the second energy level has been completely open to him.

As long as he accumulates enough spiritual quality to make his soul stronger, even without the power of the group soul, he can easily recreate his current state.

At the same time, everyone in the Huaiguang Rescue Team was aware of the anomaly in Ian, or rather, the Knight of the Valley.

Whether it was the resting team members or the others who were on guard, they all moved their eyes to the Knight of the Valley, who was now emitting a cold air and was wrapped in a layer of translucent armor, with doubts and worries on his face.

"Knight of the Vale......

Due to the help of the Knight of the Valley along the way, as well as their trust in the Radiant Sword, they did not put on a vigilant or fighting posture, but a swordsman stepped forward and asked cautiously, "What is wrong with you?" ”

Ian only looked at him with scarlet eyes, and when the swordsman's body stiffened slightly, he smiled and said, "It's nothing. ”

He clenched his fists slightly, sensing the cold essence surging in his body, and whispered to himself: "It's just that I got the power that is unplanned and reasonable." ”

"Now, you go on to rest, and I'll go and watch out. Once everyone is refreshed, we can head out for the exit. ”

With that, Ian vanished from their sights, and only the sharpest of archers could faintly see a faint afterimage.

"Captain?"

When Radiant Sword, Ransom Light, Reflection Light and Red Blade (Lübeck) arrived, everyone looked at the White People Templar Executor led by him with some bewilderment—everyone present only knew that he seemed to be quite familiar with this mysterious and powerful Knight of the Hidden Valley.

"Don't worry."

Hui Jian didn't care about this, his eyes lit up with a white aura of spiritual energy, and he smiled calmly: "He just made his own choice. ”

And we've seen it all]

(End of chapter)