Starting With 3 S-Class Talents Chapter 628 - Accepted The Heavy Responsibility And Succeeded In Killing The God

Chapter 628 - Accepted The Heavy Responsibility And Succeeded In Killing The G.o.d

Vincent exclaimed with a face full of shock, "What? As long as you master the law of life, you will be considered a member of the Vampire Race?"

The Vampire Race elder nodded and said with a smile, "That's right. In the past, the Vampire Race could be said to have no discrimination. Any race could become a member of the Vampire Race. Isn't that the case now?"

Vincent shook his head with a bitter smile and said helplessly, "Now, the Vampire Race has a very strict requirement for the bloodline. No outsiders are allowed to learn the blood law. And I only obtained the blood law by chance. I also comprehended the secret of the blood pool and life domain!"

When the elder heard this, he sighed with a face full of surprise, "You comprehended the life domain on your own! Then you are a rare genius of our Vampire Race! We will ignore the prejudice of those incompetent juniors. I will help you grasp the power of life. When that time comes, you will become a true vampire and spread the learnings of our ancient Vampire Race!"

Vincent scratched his head helplessly because he did not want to become part of another race. He only wanted to stand at the peak of power among the 10,000 races with the ident.i.ty of a human!

The elder noticed Vincent's hesitation and immediately said with a smile, "I understand your doubts, but as long as you are firm in your heart, why do you care about the opinions of the other races?"

Vincent immediately understood what he said. As long as he had a firm understanding in his heart, he would always be human and would not change his racial ident.i.ty just because of the increase in power.

Just like Vincent's relations.h.i.+p with the Elf Race, although Vincent insisted that he was not a member of the Elf Race, everyone in the Elf Race regarded Vincent as a G.o.d. They had regarded Vincent as a member of the Elf Race.

So, what if Vincent was regarded as part of the Elf Race? What did it have to do with whether he was a human or not?

Vincent said with a smile, "I understand! As long as I have love toward others, I can bring hope to other races. This is also the teachings of the ancient races!"

The elder clapped his hands in excitement and praised, "You are indeed a rare genius. With your intelligence, you are enough to become the leader of all races!"

Vincent smiled and shook his head. He then proceeded to eat some of the food in front of him and said, "I don't want to be the leader of all races. I just want to make sure that there is no more war between races. This way, I can protect the races that are related to me!"

When the elder heard that, he said with great satisfaction, "Eat more! When you are full, I will help you become a true ancient vampire!"

After the exquisite meal, Vincent stood up and said respectfully, "Senior, I am ready!"

Just as Vincent finished speaking, the s.p.a.ce in front of him changed instantly and transformed into a valley filled with flowers and birds chirping!

The elder had changed into a suit for fighting and stood in front of Vincent in high spirits. He said in a deep voice, "Understanding the power of life is a very dangerous process because the entire process is very painful. Are you truly ready?"

Vincent nodded and said, "Of course!"

However, in the next second, the elder in front of him instantly disappeared and reappeared in front of him. He swung his fist with great force and hit Vincent's chest.

"Oh!"

Vincent leaned over and let out a cry of pain. He almost vomited all the food he had just eaten.

However, Vincent resisted the urge to retch. He focused his attention and was prepared to deal with the vampire's next move.

Vincent soon realized that his thoughts were unnecessary. This was because the vampire's strength was unprecedentedly strong. His attack was not something Vincent could withstand.

Vincent felt that the elder's attacks were like a storm that kept hammering his body. The only thing he could do was to grit his teeth and endure it, not letting himself fall.

"Bang!"

After another heavy punch from the elder, Vincent fell to the ground like a fallen leaf, stirring up countless dust.

Vincent lay on the ground and panted with difficulty. Ever since he became a cultivator, he had never experienced such pain.

That was because the goal of a battle between cultivators was to end one's life. Moreover, a cultivator's offensive ability was very strong, and the injuries they inflicted were often life-threatening.

However, although the elder's attack was very ruthless, the damage he caused was very limited.

Over a dozen bones in Vincent's body had been cracked but his life was not in danger. The pain only made Vincent feel his weakness.

The Vampire Race elder gently moved his hands and said in a deep voice, "This is my first hint to you. If you fail to understand the essence of life, I will continue to give you hints. But I want to remind you that every hint will be more painful until you can't bear it anymore!"

Vincent gritted his teeth and got up from the ground. He said very firmly, "This junior is stupid. Please enlighten me, senior!"

The elder of the Vampire Race did not say anything. He continued to move forward and swung his fist at Vincent's face. This time, there was a layer of green light on the elder's fist. It was obvious that he had begun to use his psionic power.

Vincent immediately activated fire spiritualization. At the same time, he drew the Return Journey of the Dead from his waist and was prepared to face the elder head-on.

"Conquering the world!" shouted Vincent.

Vincent knew how powerful the elder was, so he did not dare to hesitate. He immediately used the eight blades of Heaven's Will and directly slashed at the elder's fist.

However, Vincent had underestimated the strength of the elder's body. After his Return Journey of the Dead collided with his fist, it did not cause any harm to the elder. Instead, it followed the impact of the elder's punch and brought huge pressure to Vincent's wrist.

Even if Vincent gritted his teeth and persevered, he was unable to resist the elder's strength. His wrist inadvertently rotated, and the back of his blade immediately smashed into his face.

"Bang!"

This was the first time Vincent was struck by his weapon, and he immediately fell into a state of dizziness. Endless buzzing sounds rang out continuously in his ears, making him feel as if his brain was about to be torn apart.

The Vampire Race elder no longer held back. His punches were like lightning. He struck Vincent's throat, heart, ribs, and other weak spots. The intense pain coupled with the fierce attack made Vincent almost fall into a coma. He was thrown to the ground without the ability to fight back.

The elder temporarily stopped his attack and asked softly with his hands behind his back, "How is it? Does it hurt?"

Vincent was in so much pain that he could not make a sound, but he still nodded stubbornly.

The elder saw his reaction and said with a smile, "Then, do you feel like your life is being threatened?"

Vincent covered his throat which was almost broken and nodded again.

The elder continued, "Then have you ever thought about how you would maintain your life in this kind of desperate situation?"

Vincent furrowed his brows in confusion and began to think about the elder's question.

The elder said with great gratification, "This child is worth teaching. Then, I'll continue!"

The elder once again swung his fist toward Vincent in the air. Immediately after that, a huge dark green fist suddenly appeared in the sky. Like a falling meteor, it ruthlessly smashed toward Vincent who was lying on the ground.

This time, Vincent realized even more clearly that the Vampire Race's elder did not hold back. If he was. .h.i.t, death was the only ending for him!

In the next moment, Vincent's entire body suddenly erupted with tremendous strength. His hands and feet exerted strength at the same time, causing his body to suddenly leap forward. He avoided the huge fist that fell from the sky.

However, the elder continued to attack. He did not give Vincent any chance to catch his breath. Countless glowing fists kept falling and bombarding the surrounding valleys until they were in ruins. Vincent was about to end up in a situation where there was no possibility of retreating.

"Your life is over!"

After the elder forced Vincent into a blind spot in the valley, he let out a ruthless sigh. Then, with a wave of his hands, countless dark green light swords appeared around his body, like a storm, they submerged Vincent.

When the dust finally settled, Vincent's body was riddled with thousands of holes. Countless dark green light swords had nailed him to the rock wall. He lowered his head. It looked as if his life force had been cut off.

The elder was stunned by the scene. He quickly walked forward to check on Vincent's situation.

However, when the elder walked in front of Vincent, Vincent, who looked like he was dead, suddenly raised his head. He waved the Return Journey of the Dead in his hand, and the light from the blade quickly swept past the elder's neck.

The elder stopped in his steps, but it was too late. A b.l.o.o.d.y scar soon appeared on his throat.

The elder took two steps back and said with a smile on his face, "Not bad, not bad! It seems that you know how to increase your life force in a desperate situation!"

He did not criticize Vincent's behavior, nor did he worry about his injury.

While the elder was speaking, the wound on his neck was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After seeing the scene, Vincent had no choice but to pull out the green light swords that had penetrated his body one by one with his bare hands. He leaned against the sword with a tired face and said slowly, "In a desperate situation, only by maintaining a strong desire to survive can one extend one's life as much as possible! And when the desire to live is pushed to the extreme, you can touch the ultimate rule of life and be in ultimate control of your life!"

The elder finally nodded in satisfaction and said, "The law of life is related to vitality. By absorbing blood, you can strengthen yourself and level up. By sharing blood, you can bestow vitality to all living things. You will need to have authority over your life. Only by becoming the master of your own life can you take the lives of others. So long you have the will to live on, you will never die. This is the ultimate definition of life authority!"

When Vincent heard what the elder said, all the doubts in his heart were immediately clarified. As he had mastered the law of life and the life domain, he instantly grasped the meaning of life.

He had gained a clear understanding of the law of life.

A dark green light instantly surged up from his entire body, and his wounds completely healed in the blink of an eye.

The elder clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Good! You've finally comprehended the profound meaning of life authority. Now, you've grasped three divine G.o.d-level abilities related to life. You have officially become part of the new generation in the Vampire Race!"

Vincent cupped his fists and saluted. He replied respectfully, "Thank you, senior, for your guidance. This junior has benefited endlessly!"

The elder waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "There is no banquet that does not end. Today, we are fated to meet, but it is now time to part. I know that you will not stop at this moment. Go and continue to increase your strength! But I still must request something of you. If you see other vampires in the future, remember to think of a way to bring them here. I will teach those incompetent juniors a good lesson!"

Vincent nodded and said with a smile, "This junior will remember!"

The Vampire Race elder immediately disappeared, and the surrounding s.p.a.ce once again turned into chaos.

Vincent let out a long sigh. He then took out the third token from his body. After hesitating for a moment, he still crushed it.

The s.p.a.ce switched again, but this time, the one who appeared in front of Vincent was himself!

"Who are you, and what kind of trial is this?"

Vincent could not help but ask as he looked at himself.

The illusory Vincent merely smiled and said softly, "There are no trials here, just a place that can calm your mind the most. Calm your heart and carefully comprehend it. Look and see what's different about this place!"

Vincent let out a long sigh of relief upon hearing that. He closed his eyes and carefully perceived his surroundings. He immediately discovered that there was abnormally dense psionic power around him, which was several times stronger than the Immortal World.

Vincent opened his eyes and said frankly, "There's plenty of psionic power here. It's an extremely suitable place for cultivation!"

The illusory Vincent nodded and said indifferently, "The flow of time here is one percent of the outside world. You can rest a.s.sured and cultivate here. When you reach a bottleneck or do not wish to continue cultivating, you can leave at any time!"

Vincent was a little surprised. He did not expect the rules of this s.p.a.ce to be so simple. It should be a place for Immortal powerhouses to cultivate in seclusion!

Since there was such a fairyland, Vincent naturally would not let it go. He immediately sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and began to meditate. He used the abnormally dense psionic power around him to increase his strength.

In the absence of special fortuitous encounters, cultivating was often a very long process. One would only feel loneliness throughout the entire process. Therefore, only those who could endure loneliness could obtain strength and become stronger than others.

Everything that Vincent had encountered along the way had tempered his will to a firm level. No emotion could affect his determination to become stronger. Therefore, as time pa.s.sed, he became calmer.

He enjoyed the process of cultivation thoroughly.

In the blink of an eye, Vincent had cultivated for 100 days in the third trial s.p.a.ce.

In addition, Vincent's cultivation speed far exceeded that of an ordinary person. Given the abnormally dense psionic power in the s.p.a.ce, it was easy for him to break through his level and advanced to a level 65 creature.

Vincent knew that only a day had pa.s.sed in the outside world. Moreover, he had previously speculated that Gajero and Abraham would need at least three days to enter the Immortal ruins. This also meant that he had 200 days left to cultivate in peace.

After 200 days, he had to leave the training s.p.a.ce and continue to deal with the demons and ghosts to prevent them from causing damage to the Immortal World!

After thinking about it, Vincent did not dare to waste any more time. He closed his eyes again and began to cultivate.

Time pa.s.sed quickly. After another 150 days, Vincent stopped cultivating. He was disappointed.

So far, he had risen to level 75. However, no matter how hard he tried to continue cultivating, he was unable to increase his strength in the slightest.

At that moment, the illusory Vincent suddenly appeared and said with a calm expression, "Looks like you're stuck!"

Vincent stood up and asked somewhat unwillingly, "Why did I stop at my current level? If I can increase my strength by another five levels, I will have the strength to fight Abraham head-on!"

The illusory Vincent smiled and said, "The path of the world is not smooth and easy, and there is no way to reach the peak just by relying on patience and time. You no longer need to cultivate in seclusion. You can try some other ways to increase your strength. If you can keep a calm heart and carefully perceive the world around you, you can always find a chance to improve!"

After hearing what the illusory Vincent said, Vincent could only choose to give up. He nodded and said, "In that case, I'll leave now!"

As soon as he spoke, the surrounding s.p.a.ce instantly shattered. What appeared in front of Vincent was a chaotic s.p.a.ce and an illusory door.

Vincent walked out of the door with a little reluctance and soon returned to the tall building once again.

At that moment in the hall, Lancelot's figure had become abnormally faint. He appeared to be much older and weaker.

Vincent quickly went forward and asked with concern, "Senior, what happened to you?"

Lancelot sized up Vincent, smiled, and said, "Not bad, you were able to rely on the three trials to raise your strength to such a level. It shows that your talent is indeed extraordinary. There is hope for the future of the Immortals! You don't have to worry about my safety. The purpose of my existence is to make the Immortals stronger. Currently, Alexia has also reached the final juncture of the trial. If she can pa.s.s the last trial, she will become the new master of the infinite realm. At that time, I would have completed my destiny and can be freed from here!"

Vincent could not help but sigh, "In other words, as long as Alexia pa.s.ses the trial, you will completely vanis.h.!.+"

Lancelot sighed with antic.i.p.ation and said softly, "That's right! Men need to be sacrificed for us to have a legacy. As an old monster that has existed for hundreds of millions of years, I should be sacrificed so that the glory of the Immortals can be handed over. This is my duty and my glory! Help me tell Alexia that even at the peak of the Immortals, her talent is still the best among the Immortals. Sooner or later, the Immortals will appear at the top of the 10,000 races with her name!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lancelot's figure turned into specks of starlight and floated in front of Vincent.

At the same time, a white figure exited the Gate of Holy Light. A desolate and ancient aura instantly filled the entire hall.

Vincent looked at Alexia in front of him. He felt a little strange because Alexia had undergone a qualitative leap in both her temperament and strength. It was as if an Immortal who had lived for countless years had descended in front of him.

After Alexia saw Vincent, she immediately boasted happily, "Vincent! I am now a level 80 creature, and I have mastered all the secret arts and spells of the Immortal Race. I am now worthy of being the head of the Immortal Race!"

She then wanted to look for Lancelot to share this good news with him.

Vincent smiled faintly and said with a heavy tone, "Stop looking. Since the infinite realm has been handed over to you, Lancelot has completed his mission. His soul has returned to the homeland of the Immortals!"

Alexia instantly understood what Vincent said. She took two steps back regretfully and blamed herself, "It was my appearance that made Lancelot disappear!"

Vincent quickly comforted Alexia and deliberately changed Lancelot's last words, "No, rather than waiting here without hope, Lancelot wanted to leave with satisfaction. You gave him the courage to leave calmly. Lancelot also asked me to tell you that even at the peak of the Immortal Race, your apt.i.tude and talent are the strongest. Therefore, he is very relieved to hand over the Immortal Race to you!"

Vincent knew that the purpose of Lancelot's words was to encourage Alexia to continue moving forward with full confidence.

Alexia slowly took a breath and became willful once again. She said to Vincent, "Then let's keep our spirits up and continue to move forward!"

Vincent nodded and said with some worry, "We are still in the infinite realm at the moment, but as long as we leave this place, we will enter the Immortal spell array formation. At that time, the two of us won't be able to use any power. How can we escape from the eyes of the Protoss? So, before we leave, we still need to think of a perfect plan!"

Alexia quickly calculated the time and exclaimed, "Moreover, Gajero and Abraham are about to enter the Immortal World. When that time comes, what should we do when we are attacked from both sides?"

Vincent thought for a moment and asked Alexia, "Now that you are the leader of the Immortal Race, will you choose to rebuild the Immortal Race on this land in the future?"

Alexia suddenly lowered her head shyly and muttered, "It is not my responsibility to rebuild the Immortal Race alone. I will rebuild the Immortal Race wherever you are in the future!"

Vincent did not pay attention to the implicit confession in Alexia's words. Instead, he said with a determined look, "In that case, we might as well give up this world, destroy the array, and give the Protoss freedom. At that time, he will naturally help us deal with Gajero and Abraham!"

Alexia suddenly hesitated because she knew that if she followed Vincent's suggestion, this world that once belonged to the Immortals would be completely reduced to ruins. She, who had just become the leader of the Immortals, was still a little uncomfortable in the end.

However, there was no better way at that moment. After hesitating for a while, Alexia still nodded and said, "If there is no other way, then we will do as you say!"

Vincent nodded and walked in front of Alexia. He said solemnly, "Please rest a.s.sured. The Immortal Race is not the only race that needs to be rebuilt. There are also countless worlds without life. We will find a better world to rebuild the Immortal Race in the future. At that time, no matter how difficult it is, I will work hard with you!"

Alexia felt extremely happy after hearing what Vincent said. She was no longer reluctant and said softly, "Anyway, all the Immortals' resources are stored in the infinite realm. As long as we take the infinite realm with us, it doesn't matter whether the Immortal World remains or not. It is more important to save ourselves right now!"

Vincent nodded and said resolutely, "Then we'll go out and destroy the array to release the Protoss!"

Just as Alexia was about to teleport herself and Vincent out of the infinite realm, Vincent's left arm suddenly lit up with even more intense light. A golden figure slowly appeared in front of the two of them.

The figure in front of them was also wearing dazzling golden armor, and a pair of golden wings were flapping behind his back. The only difference was that the figure in front of them only had three arms. He looked very out of place.

The golden figure looked at Vincent and said softly, "Vincent, we meet again!"

He smiled coldly. He looked like he was indifferent to everything.

Vincent's pupils shrank. He instantly recognized the individual in front of him. It was the Protoss who had made a deal with him back then!

When Vincent obtained the Hand of G.o.d, he knew that the Protoss could use this arm to monitor his every move. However, he did not expect the Protoss to take the initiative to appear at this time.

Vincent asked nervously, "It's not time yet. Why did you appear?"

Right now, there were only him and Alexia. If the Protoss proposed another deal where only one of them could live, then Vincent would not know how to respond.

However, the Protoss's smile displayed unprecedented kindness. He said vaguely, "Actually, many of my Protoss companions are paying close attention to my deal with you. Moreover, they all believe that you will succeed in the end. I don't mind losing once, so I don't intend to stop you from continuing to be strong!"

Vincent replied in neither servile nor overbearing manner. "Do you mean that I have to thank you for not interfering?"

The Protoss quickly said, "No, no, no. Since I have shown my sincerity in the deal, can you also show me that you are willing to make an additional deal with me?"

Vincent immediately frowned upon hearing that because he realized that the Protoss seemed to have something to ask of him and it was something difficult!

Vincent had a rough guess. It seemed that there were many Protoss paying attention to him, and there must be some powerful existences among them who did not want him to die as they may have placed a bigger bet on him.

Therefore, the Protoss before him, could not kill him nor could he stop him from doing anything. That was why he had tactfully requested an additional deal.

After understanding the other party's intentions, Vincent finally felt relaxed. He asked with a calm expression, "So, you want an additional deal. Do you want me to release the Protoss King outside?"

The Protoss replied very seriously, "No! Not only shall you not release him, but you must also personally kill him! That's our deal!"

When Vincent heard that, the corner of his mouth immediately curled up into a sneer. It was just as he had expected. This was the perfect time to take advantage of the opportunity once again!

Vincent acted as if he was willing to give up and said to the Protoss with a determined expression, "Did I hear correctly? Do you want me to kill a level 99 Protoss King? Are you trying to get me killed? If you want to simply make things difficult for me, then just kill me right now!"

The Protoss shook his head repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, I don't want to harm you. Moreover, I can tell you the truth. Right now, there is an even bigger wager within the Protoss Race that revolves around you. More than half of the Protoss members are betting that you will eventually become a G.o.d, and I am one of them. Moreover, I have placed a very precious bet. Therefore, I don't want to see you die more than anyone else! Now, I'm asking you to kill a Protoss King so that you can become stronger!"

Although Vincent was shocked, he remained calm on the surface. He frowned and asked, "Aren't you afraid that those who bet against me would be angry at you for helping me so brazenly?"

The Protoss could tell that Vincent was trying to pry. In the end, he said helplessly, "Alright, since you've asked me so much, I'll tell you the truth! No member of the Protoss Race is willing to see him return. So, even if you become stronger, no one will object. Therefore, I took the initiative to sacrifice myself to find you!"

Vincent finally understood that there was a crisis of power within the Protoss Race. They would not allow another powerful member to dilute their power, and this gave Vincent a chance to profit from it.

"If you want me to help you resolve the crisis within your race, that is fine, but I have accepted the other party's benefits. Rashly breaking a promise is bad. I believe that you are not willing to meet a trader who does not keep his word!" said Vincent with a troubled look.

At the same time, he revealed a profiteer's smile.

The Protoss did not care about Vincent's greed and continued, "What he gave you was only a sealed eyeball. Moreover, do you think that he's willing to give you his eyeball? Even if you choose to release him, he will kill you at the first moment and take it back! However, if you choose to accept my deal, I can help you gain more benefits from this eye!"

Vincent nodded and said without hesitation, "I accept your proposal, but I want you to fulfill your promise first!"

The Protoss was not angry when he heard that. Instead, he found it interesting and said with a smile, "Well, as you wis.h.!.+"

With that, the Protoss raised the arm on his shoulder and pointed toward Vincent's brows. A ray of golden light suddenly appeared between Vincent's brows.

The eye that was originally between Vincent's brows instantly exploded and turned into countless golden light packets. It wrapped around the red ring that symbolized the Elf Race's G.o.d of Fire.

Vincent only felt a sharp pain in his head. The G.o.d of Fire instantly emerged from between his brows. The G.o.d of Fire was covered in a layer of golden light. Even the flames flickering on the G.o.d of Fire had become pure gold.

Vincent took a deep breath and carefully observed the changes in his body. He found that he still retained the ability of the sealed eye. However, it seemed that the power he obtained from the divine spark had also become stronger. Not only could he hear the believers in the Elf Race praying to him, but he could also hear the voices of all the believers who wors.h.i.+ped fire in the Black Hole World.

"I have evolved your originally low-level divine spark into a perfect divine spark that matches the level of G.o.ds! The divine spark you possess can match the power of order of any path. So long you have the chance to advance in the future, you will be able to step into the ranks of a G.o.d perfectly, and not become a useless false G.o.d like Gajero!" said the Protoss with great satisfaction after seeing that Vincent's divine spark had undergone a perfect evolution.

Vincent gently raised his hand and withdrew the divine spark from the s.p.a.ce between his brows. As he had obtained the benefits he wanted, it was time to fulfill his promise.

Vincent said to the Protoss in a frank manner, "To tell you the truth, I never intended to let that guy outside regain his freedom from the start. I just didn't expect you to suddenly appear and let me get such a huge benefit for nothing! Now you should tell me the way to kill that guy!"

The Protoss immediately laughed and said, "You are very greedy. However, I like your greed. I like the ruthlessness and decisiveness you show when you want to kill someone. No matter what, the Protoss Race's deal will never be canceled. So, the benefits you get are still valid. Let me remind you that the Immortal Race's dragon locking pillar and the array can be reversed. The purpose of the entire array is to transfer the imprisoned individual's power into the host's body. Whether you can use this opportunity to complete the mission and continue to become stronger depends on your luck!"

The Protoss then turned into a faint shadow and gradually disappeared.

Alexia, who had been silent the whole time, quickly raised her hand.

A void door suddenly opened on the wall of the hall. A scroll flew out from it and landed steadily in Alexia's hand.

Alexia said softly, "This is the diagram of the Spirit Reversal Array. It records the instructions to reverse the array!"

She then handed the scroll to Vincent.

Vincent nodded lightly and opened the scroll. He read the records carefully.

As a senior array master, Vincent quickly grasped the method to reverse the array recorded on the scroll. He put aside the scroll and said to Alexia, "Let's go. It's time to make this b*stard who almost destroyed the Immortals pay the price!"

Although they were up against a level 99 Protoss, Alexia had full confidence in Vincent. She did not hesitate to teleport herself and Vincent out of the infinite realm. They soon return to the ancestral hall of the Immortals.

"Ah! B*stard, my eyes! You destroyed my eyes! I'm going to kill you!" shouted the Protoss who was stuck in the array.

His savage roar meant that he could feel his eyeb.a.l.l.s being destroyed. It also signified that the cooperation between him and Vincent had completely broken down.

Alexia did not have the slightest bit of worry, nor was she in a hurry to go out and fight to the death with the Protoss. Instead, she took the initiative to pull Vincent to the front of the Immortal patriarch's ranking and raised her head to pay her respects. It could be considered as completing the ceremony of them becoming part of the Immortals patriarch.

Following that, Alexia raised her hand and waved. She kept the infinite realm's teleportation door in her palm. Only then did she say to Vincent, "Now go all out and do what you want to do. I will always be behind you to help you!"

Vincent nodded, turned around, and walked out of the ancestral hall. He approached the Protoss who was constantly roaring step by step.

Vincent walked to the edge of the eight dragon locking pillars and said to the Protoss calmly, "I know you didn't want to make a deal with me from the beginning. If I release you today, then the person who will die will be me. So, I decided to squeeze all the value out of you before you die!"

The Protoss covered half of his rotten cheek and said to Vincent furiously, "You're just an ant! Even if you were to advance to level 75, you wouldn't be a match for me at all. What right do you have to kill me?"

"With just my current strength, I can kill you at any time! Spirit Reversal Array, rise!" shouted Vincent in a deep voice.

His hands then began to form a seal. Complicated and obscure symbols lit up in his hands one after another.

The entire green jade square instantly flashed with a dazzling light. The square that was filled with Immortal aura instantly turned into a ghostly purgatory.

The eight dragon locking pillars also turned into eight ghostly claws, grabbing tightly onto the Protoss's four limbs and his two wings.

Vincent was not restricted by the array. His entire body floated up, and the invisible chains linked him to the eight ghostly claws.

The Protoss suddenly realized that the power in his body had started to drain rapidly. The high-level rank that he had always relied on was decreasing. It was about to lose its effect completely.

The Protoss roared with a face full of shock, "B*stard, how could you activate the Immortal Race's array? Even the Immortal Race from the ancient times had long lost the control of this array!"

However, Vincent did not respond at all, because he was busy enjoying the power of the Protoss King. The power was constantly nouris.h.i.+ng his body. At the same time, he was also breaking through the bottleneck of his cultivation.

Suddenly, Vincent heard something breaking in his heart. He had broken through his internal barrier and his strength continued to rise.

At the same time, the absorption speed of the Spirit Reversal Array also began to increase.

"This is impossible. How can I die like this? Stop! As long as you're willing to let me go, you can do whatever you want. I can give you my Protoss's wings and I can give you the Hand of G.o.d as long as you stop! Stop, you b*stard!"

Just as the Protoss's life was about to come to an end, he began to desperately plead with Vincent. When he realized that Vincent was completely indifferent, the unwillingness before his death turned into resentment. He cursed angrily at him right before he died.

The effect of the Spirit Reversal Array immediately ended, and the eight ghostly claws once again transformed into the eight dragon locking pillars.

The Protoss who was trapped by the stone pillars had transformed into a stone statue.

A breeze blew past, and the surface of the stone statue began to gradually peel off.. Finally, it turned into countless dust that piled up on the square.