Chapter 56: It's Not Very Difficult

Li'Li Ao Na De stared blankly as the battle aura sword pierced his protective battle aura and stabbed into his body. The intense pain brought him a sense of unreality. How was he dragged out of the Holy Protection Art?

That was a high-level divine art, a high-level divine art that no one could break except for divine power.

Someone had once tested it. Six angels cast Holy Light Shining together, an Arcane Mage cast arcane magic on it, and seven or eight high-rank Sword Saints surrounded it and slashed randomly, none of them could break it before the Holy Protection disappeared.

The only shortcoming might be that the duration was too short, only a few dozen seconds, and it couldn't move. However, combined with transmission scrolls, it was the best life-saving trick.

This was something he spent a high price to trade from His Majesty Gu Lianni. It was actually reached into by a gray-bone skeleton? Did he buy a fake?

Even with his rich imagination, he only dared to think he bought a fake, and wouldn't think that the skeleton in front of him possessed divine power, or was directly a god.

Am I going to die? Will I die? Woo woo woo~~, I don't want to die, I am a God's Knight, I have a lot of money, a lot of lovers, a lot of things I haven't enjoyed, I don't want to die, woo woo woo...

Feeling certain things slipping away, Li'Li Ao Na De finally realized what was happening and collapsed into tears. Faintly, he seemed to hear a voice scolding from the bottom of his heart: Idiot!

"Why are you crying? Afraid of death? Don't be afraid, we will pull your soul out, and you can die after we ask about the things we are interested in." Lu Se comforted him, still not at ease, pressing Li'Li Ao Na De's legs, capturing his hands, and holding his neck, only then calling out to the back.

Feilin walked over, pressed his index finger on Li'Li Ao Na De's brow bone, pressed his middle finger on his temple, and pressed his thumb on his cheekbone, chanting a spell.

"Ah~~!" The pain of soul extraction made the dying Li'Li Ao Na De have a flash of recovery, his whole body stiffened, but he was firmly held down by Lu Se.

The ghostly blue soul flame was forcibly pulled out from his seven orifices. At first, it was all going smoothly, but halfway through, it turned into black smoke. Li'Li Ao Na De's whole body went limp, and he died.

"Ah? What's going on?" Lu Se asked in surprise. In this situation, did it mean it didn't succeed?

Feilin's expression became solemn: "His soul was branded with a seal. When someone tries to extract it, it will dissolve."

Lu Se didn't have much reaction to this sentence, but Lisha's expression was shocked: "Able to brand a seal on the soul of a God's Knight? Who can do such a thing?"

No matter who it was, being able to do such a thing, the strength must be far higher than Li'Li Ao Na De's, and this kind of method didn't look like the Church of Light's way of doing things. That is to say, the person behind Li'Li Ao Na De was someone Lisha wasn't familiar with.

This was troublesome. What was truly terrifying was that kind of unknown enemy.

Lu Se said annoyedly: "Aiyo, didn't expect the soul could also be sealed. If I had known, I wouldn't have killed him first. I should have interrogated some intelligence first. This guy had a stinky mouth but was very cowardly. He even cried in fright just now."

Feilin also said regretfully: "Careless. However, there are still quite a few enemies here. While they are fresh, let's pick a few to search their souls."

Lisha shook her head: "No use. These people are clearly from the Church of Light. Haven't the things they know already been forced out of the two female priests Lu Se sent? Searching the memory of the dead one and then verifying it with the living one, comparing the two, there will be no omissions."

After a pause, Lisha added: "Unless it's those heavy-armored swordsmen killed by Lord Ang, they might know something, but their souls were all hooked and killed by Lord Ang."

"Ah? Why do you say that?" Lu Se asked in confusion.

"Can't you see? The heavy-armored swordsmen and these Paladin priests are not from the same path, and I also don't know when the Church of Light had such a unit... Lord Ang! What are you doing!?" Lisha said.

While everyone was chatting, Lisha happened to look up toward Ang's direction, and the situation she saw made her scream subconsciously.

Ang was picking a mass of soul fire from the Death Scythe and handing it to the angel skeleton, while the little zombie was already holding a mass of soul fire and gnawing on it. It didn't know how many it had already eaten; anyway, there was only one mass of soul flame left on the Death Scythe.

Lisha had a flash of inspiration and screamed on the spot: "The soul of the heavy-armored swordsman, right!? My lord, is it the soul of the heavy-armored swordsman!?" She still thought that if the soul was hooked away by the Death Scythe, it would be gone. Could it be that all the hooked souls were hanging on the scythe blade?

Ang nodded.

"Great, great, don't eat, don't eat, aiyo, it's gone." Lisha screamed in annoyance.

When she said "Great" just now, the angel skeleton hugged the soul fire, looking at her vigilantly. When she said "Don't eat," the angel skeleton bit onto the soul fire, and it was all sucked in with a slurp, as if afraid of being snatched away.

Just like that, a mass of soul fire that might contain precious intelligence memory disappeared into the angel skeleton's mouth. Everyone's gaze fell onto that last mass of flame on Ang's scythe blade.

"Not allowed to eat!" Lisha lifted her magic robe and pounced over with the momentum of the Tauren auntie!

Preserving the last mass of the heavy-armored swordsman's soul fire, Feilin chanted a spell to extract the memory from the soul. However, this was clearly not an easy task. Feilin's expression was distorted, like he was constipated.

After a long while, Feilin stopped exhaustedly, sliding to the ground like he had run several marathons, and was supported by Lisha who had been prepared.

Seems very difficult? Ang tilted his head and looked at the angel skeleton.

The angel skeleton was digesting the soul fire. Seeing Ang look over, it hurriedly spat out a small mass of impurities and handed it to Ang. For soul fire, memory is impurity. The mass that the angel skeleton spat out was all memory.

It's not very difficult... Ang patted Lisha on the shoulder and handed over the soul fire that was all memory.

After figuring out what was inside, Lan, Lisha, and Feilin looked at each other, especially Feilin, who had almost used up all his strength but was still not as good as an angel skeleton?

And what hit him even harder was that the little zombie also spat out a mass of impurities, trembling and holding it up to Ang to ask for praise.

Feilin had already used up all his strength, so these two masses of impurity soul fire could only be digested by Lisha and Lan. After a busy time, the two women obtained some information from it that shocked them.

"I'll say it first, then you guys verify it." Feilin said: "These heavy-armored swordsmen are not specifically designed to restrain mages. They can only suppress elements, but they are immune to holy light. They are specifically designed to deal with priests, Paladins, and light priests. They have a specific name—Judgment Army."

"Right, right, little Lu Se, go drag a heavy-armored swordsman's corpse over, hurry." Lisha said.

Lu Se, who was called "little," had black lines on his face. Unwillingly, he went to drag a heavy-armored swordsman's corpse back. It took some effort to peel off the tightly bound heavy armor, revealing a corpse wrapped in bandages.

"The bandages are full of holy seals. This is cut from a shroud." Lan subconsciously took a step back and said in shock.

Seeing these holy seals, she felt the runes on her body ache faintly, although she had long since lost all memory and didn't remember that feeling at all.

None of the three liches dared to touch these bandages. It was still Lu Se who did it, tearing them open to reveal the ulcerated skin underneath. The smell it emitted made Lu Se understand where the faint stench on the heavy-armored swordsman came from; it was from the ulcerated skin.

"Not dead, it's alive." Feilin said. ===== CHAPTER 57 =====