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Because he was fighting a skeleton, Shelley’s body was not stained with blood… but his current image was more intimidating than if he were.
His dark red hair was draped over his shoulders, and his huge, blood-red wings were retracted behind his back. Holding a shattered skull in his hand, Shelley looked demonic and evil. This appearance was more in line with the… heinous villain image he had in Sarah’s heart.
“Why is everyone so quiet?”
“Don’t you have anything to say, Miss Venomous Snake~”
Sarah swallowed. She wanted to prop herself up, but she found that her hands were trembling violently. She couldn’t support her body at all and fell backward.
“Oh, my, my, how tragic.”
“Don’t make me feel like I’m bullying you.”
“After all, weren’t you the one who didn’t follow my instructions?”
Shelley looked at the few remaining pirates who had been caught in the battle just now and waved his hand gently.
“Ah!”
One of their heads spun a full circle on its neck.
“Still want to deal with me with Barret? So disobedient.”
“My lord! It wasn’t me! It was Venomous Snake! It was her… ah!”
Shelley ignored his roars, his heart without a ripple. Finally, he looked at the constantly trembling Sarah…
Feeling that her death was imminent, Sarah roared in terror, “I… I was trying to save you.”
Clicking his tongue, Shelley wagged his finger in front of Sarah’s face and said, “Lying.”
“No, I guess it was half-hearted.”
“So as a punishment, let’s just smash half of his head.”
Pop.
The upper half of the pirate’s head beside Sarah split open with a pop.
From now on, only Sarah had survived to see Shelley’s demon form.
Stretching, Shelley sat back on the throne and looked down at the prostrate Sarah.
“You are the only one of you three sisters who knows about Barret’s ascension to godhood…”
“Your ancestors have also been trying to find this… treasure.”
Sarah’s body trembled almost imperceptibly, and then she lowered her head even further.
A smile appeared on his lips. Shelley’s tail gently tapped the ground. He continued, “The ancestor used his own descendants as seeds for his resurrection, and you have always treated him as a treasure.”
“This is really interesting. As expected of the same bloodline.”
No longer paying attention to the silent Sarah, Shelley took out the soul crystal from Barret’s head. Then he took off the diamond-shaped, translucent gem from Barret’s crown.
Shelley first had a playful expression, then he said with a solemn face, “A thousand years of glory, six hundred years of hardship, four hundred years of loneliness…”
“Dust to dust, earth to earth. Let the deceased rest in peace, and let the living be freed.”
Holding the soul crystal in his left hand, he placed the diamond-shaped gem on it with his right.
“Barret, you…”
“Should just die completely.”
Shelley squeezed the diamond-shaped gem with his right hand.
“Ah!”
“You…”
An unsettling roar came from every corner of the room, and then it stopped abruptly.
…
Barret appeared in a dark space. Unlike his withered skeleton image in the outside world, here he was a middle-aged man with a big beard, wearing a black pirate suit and a golden crown. His eyes were gloomy, and he had a strong, arrogant aura. He looked at the surrounding darkness with an uncertain expression.
“Where is this? Who the hell is this man?”
[This is my domain~]
[Welcome~]
[Little… friend.]
A bewitching voice, filled with excitement, echoed in this space.
“Who!?”
Like a startled bird, Barret looked around angrily, feeling that an enemy would rush out from every corner of the darkness.
[How rude.]
[Shouldn’t you introduce yourself before asking for someone else’s name?]
His brow furrowed tightly. Barret angrily raised his trident.
“…I am the great Lord of Pirates! On the sea…”
[Ah, forget it~ It’s boring.]
[It’s just a little friend anyway.]
Barret swung his trident heavily and roared at the sky, “How dare you insult me!? I am a god!”
“Ah!”
Suddenly, his figure was as if it had been grabbed by a giant hand and began to twist continuously.
[I told you it was a little friend…]
[Forget it, I’m tired of playing~]
The moment the voice fell, Barret, like a sandcastle in a strong wind, gradually disappeared.
[How boring.]
[Shelley~]
[Hurry up and create some fun for me.]
…
The powder of the diamond-shaped gem in his right hand fell onto the soul crystal. After a strong light, the soul crystal turned into a transparent, diamond-shaped gem.
“Very good. I’ve got it.”
Holding the spoils of war, Shelley couldn’t help but get excited. This was the one thing Shelley had been most eager for on this adventure, the last key to Nadia’s ascension to godhood.
[Gained “Pure Divine Spark Crystal”]
[Pure Divine Spark Crystal: After absorbing, you can gain 30 points of divine spark.]
A very plain explanation. But these simple words, in the eyes of someone who truly understood the value of this thing… were like a stormy sea.
The power of a god was composed of three major parts:
Divinity—the source of their power.
Divine Portfolio—representing their respective domains and abilities.
Divine Spark—storing divine power and advancing their rank.
Only with all three could one be qualified to ascend to godhood.
And as a legendary-tier Destiny Sorcerer, Nadia did not lack methods to obtain divinity. And her divine portfolio had already been decided. It was the half-elven racial god, which no one would compete for.
Finally… the most difficult to obtain, the divine spark.
[Gained 10 points of divine spark.]
[Reached the “Lesser Divine Spark” standard.]
[No matching divine portfolio! Cannot transform into a divine form.]
[Already possess Lesser Divinity, Lesser Divine Spark…]
[Beginning to transform into a new form.]
[Successfully transformed into the new form “Demigod.”]
“This is an unexpected joy.”
The demigod form was not a realm above legendary. It was just that in terms of life level, it was a bit higher than a mortal. It could be said that a part of the body had been transformed into an elemental form. And a god’s body was 100% composed of divine power. No matter what race they were before, they would eventually be completely elementalized. So they had very extreme resistances and even immunity to low-circle spells.
A god also had no fatal wounds. Although an attack on the heart and brain would still cause huge damage, there was no one-hit-kill weakness.
Sensing the difference in the hall, Sarah mustered up her courage and asked, “What… did you do to the ancestor?”
Shelley looked at Sarah and laughed, unconcerned. He said flatly, “What did I do? I just let him be completely freed…”
[Successfully slayed “Barret, the God of Pirates.”]
[Gained Title “Godslayer.”]
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