Chapter 1342: Exile
“What?!” the murderer looked at the surroundings in terror. The shadows around were so dark that even the Holy Light on her body could not illuminate them.
That was no longer just shadows, but more like a pitch-black abyss from which countless tentacles with suction cups extended, as if some deep-sea monster was lurking beneath. Even the blade Giselle shot to pin the shadow was deflected by a tentacle. Jayad could move again.
The murderer immediately realized something was wrong and tried to retreat quickly. But as soon as she moved, it was as if she had triggered a switch, attracting the tentacles’ attention. Countless tentacles shot towards the murderer like snakes striking from their dens.
“Ah!” The murderer’s hand was pulled by a tentacle that had been wrapped around her before. Although she managed to cut it off with her blade in time, it was too late. More tentacles continuously wrapped around her body.
The murderer swiftly swung her blade, constantly cutting off the tentacles that entangled her. But these dark yellow tentacles seemed to be made of spirit. After being cut, they would dissipate into golden sand, but the severed tentacles would quickly regenerate and entwine the murderer again.
“What are all these things? No! What kind of monster are you!?” The murderer looked at Jayad in terror. At some point, Jayad had changed. He was wearing a tattered yellow robe, and his body below seemed to be made of soft tissue, constantly wriggling. Those tentacles appeared to extend from beneath his robe, burrowing into the ground and then emerging from all around.
If he hadn’t been holding that greatsword, the murderer would have almost thought she was facing a different person. But now, several tentacles had emerged from the ragged sleeves, gripping the greatsword’s hilt.
At this moment, the yellow-robed Jayad turned his head. His empty hood faced the murderer. Simultaneously, the tentacles dragged the murderer towards Jayad. They were so close they were almost kissing.
I don’t know what the murderer saw, but Giselle couldn’t see it either. Older Brother Jayad had his back to us, so I could only see the look of immense terror on the murderer’s face.
Then Jayad sank, taking the murderer with him, slowly descending into the bottomless black abyss. Even I didn’t know what was down there, but it was imaginable that if the murderer were truly dragged down, her chances of survival would be slim.
“Stop!” Giselle shouted, rushing towards the murderer. She couldn’t just watch the murderer be captured by Jayad, or her Divine Body would be lost. She swung an umbral scythe, slashing towards Jayad. The umbral scythe released by Giselle was clearly much more powerful than the murderer’s. Not only was it longer, but its blade also emanated a scarlet blood mist. Wherever it passed, the soul-formed tentacles were cleaved in two.
If this blow had landed, Older Brother Jayad would have been bisected. I waved my magic wand, and a dozen invisible hands grabbed the scythe’s handle, forcibly holding it back.
“Don’t interfere with me!” Giselle was enraged. Seeing that Jayad had already dragged the murderer halfway in, she pointed at Jayad again: “Trauma Spell!”
This was another divine spell from the Church of Murder. Countless wounds instantly erupted on Older Brother Jayad’s body, and even many tentacles exploded from the inside, spewing viscous yellow blood from his body. But the current Older Brother Jayad no longer resembled a human. Twisted tentacles grew from his wounds, and this powerful Trauma Spell was thus ignored by him.
I immediately threw an acid bottle, forcefully interrupting her spell. If Giselle continued to attack Older Brother Jayad, she would be hit by the acid bottle.
“Damn it!” Giselle could only dodge in frustration. This delay meant Jayad had dragged the murderer in up to her head. The murderer looked at Giselle and cried out in despair, “Save me quickly! Otherwise, you’ll never get the knowledge of the Divine Body again!”
Giselle gritted her teeth, seemingly making a decision. A massive amount of magic erupted from her body. That terrifying Magic Power far surpassed mine. The acid bottle I threw and the Demon’s Fire I unleashed encountered extreme gravity as they approached her, being pulled towards the ground. But they didn’t fall to the ground; instead, they sank directly into the earth, just like Jayad’s position, disappearing into the abyss without a sound.
“Gloomy Abyss!” As Giselle shouted, darkness rapidly spread throughout the house. The living room no longer had a floor; beneath it was a mire, and I began to sink. This was an exile spell, similar to Older Brother Jayad’s, which banished enemies to a dangerous plane. It would be perilous there, perhaps even with terrifying beings not belonging to the current world attacking those who strayed in. Giselle’s immense Magic Power was now pouring into the ground, eroding the abyss beneath Jayad’s feet. She was too late to save the murderer but could forcibly change the planar coordinates, exiling everyone to a plane she was adept at, such as the Shadow Realm, and then slowly rescue the murderer.
Indeed, she did it. I had considered a similar possibility and even prepared countermeasures, but they were originally intended for the murderer. I never expected them to be used in such a situation. I took out Beelzebub’s Divine Seal with one hand and pressed it onto the ground. The moment it touched the black abyss, the world seemed to shatter. The residential house exploded, the ground cracked, and countless huge stones floated into the air as if defying gravity. Most terrifyingly, the sky and earth turned blood red, devoid of any life, desolate, as if the world had already been destroyed, and I was standing on the ruins of civilization.
Only Giselle and I were here. Older Brother Jayad and the murderer had vanished. In the dark cracks and crevices around us, I could sense many malevolent monsters watching us, but they immediately fled upon catching our scent.
Giselle looked around vigilantly, asking in shock, “Where is this?! This is not the Gloomy Abyss!”
“You can modify the exile’s destination, and so can I. As for where this is, you should know too.” I breathed in the foul and evil magic here, so comfortable, it felt like coming home. Giselle also had this feeling of familiarity. Combined with the unique characteristics of this place, she quickly thought of somewhere: “This is the Thin Spirit Prison!?”
“That’s right. This is the boundary between Hell and the mortal world. You know quite a bit. Doesn’t it feel comfortable here? Both you and I are favored by Baal, so it’s natural for us to be here,” I said with a smile. Giselle had also stayed in the Church of Murder for some time and had indeed learned about the Thin Spirit Prison, but this was her first time in this place.
