themonasnovels Chapter 745
Chapter 745
Chapter 745
Tarot card right in position.
Direct manifestation with no reversal effect.
As the face-down card made of light flipped over, a huge wave of power rushed out from within, releasing its effect flawlessly.
“Not too bad for a one-in-fifty chance.”
‘Just what I would expect for a second dealing.’ Davey thought.
There were a total of fifty cards linked to the soul in Heavenly Demon’s Card Album, and of these, he only managed to activate ten of them. That essentially made them mostly failures—fortunately, the light card he drew was exactly the card that he wanted.
“After all, the hand is quicker than the eye.”
As the light from the card enveloped the area, those rushing toward Davey stopped and looked at him with faces full of fear. But when the light completely penetrated him and nothing happened, they started laughing.
"I... I don't know what happened, but I think his magic failed! Since there's a sacrifice effect, let’s attack him...”
Of course, they couldn't finish what they were saying as Davey pounced on the guy closest to him in an instant, grabbed his head, and lifted it up.
Rattle, rattle!!
"Grrr... Gaaa!!”
Bang!
At the same time, the man's soul seemed to run wild, causing a huge explosion. It wasn't a mana explosion or a physical explosion; it was an explosion of a formless soul. Half of his soul burst out in one go. However, unlike the dark magic-based Soul Explosion, Berserk Soul’s effect wore out all the surrounding souls.
“Gaaa?!”
The ones going after Davey stumbled from the sudden intangible blow.
“Ga... What did you do...?”
“The soul of life contains a large amount of energy. What I just did consumes the soul's power and causes a massive Soul Explosion. You guys with low resistance can’t stop it, no matter what you do.”
At his explanation, the ones who tried to throw themselves at Davey made confused faces.
“Of course, the conditions are a bit strict. Fortunately, I don't have to be as strict to deal with weak people like you who have terrible resistance. Another card appeared, light shining through his fingertips.
"Alright, everyone! Here we go, one more time!! Second Tarot Card, open in the right position.”
Another card manifested—the card had the same drawing style as the previous one.
“Berserk Soul.”
Their expressions turned white at his words.
Bang!!
Davey used most of the soul in his hand, causing a large-scale Soul Explosion again.
“Kaaa!!!”e of them stumbled from extreme dizziness and felt like dying, vomiting everything within them along with blood.
“Here goes the third card.”
The Berserk Soul Tarot card, which glowed and disappeared, slipped back into the card album. The deck shuffled itself, then Davey opened another card, only to find...
"S-Stop!!”
He drew the card with the same pattern. He knew from experience that for someone who lacked resistance, this Soul Explosion card would imprint upon them extremely terrible memories and trauma. He wanted them to pay the price for interrupting his good time.
‘Y’all better beg for your lives,’ Davey thought.
Bang!!!!
The human soul in his hand was already tattered, almost like a rag that could no longer be called a human soul. However, Davey showed no mercy and caused another huge explosion.
“Blegh!!!”
Eventually, even the Black Knights, who were no longer alive, were exposed to the aftermath and began to twist, fall, and collapse.
“Fourth card. Open.”
“Please!! Please stop!!”
“Berserk Soul.”
“Blow up all the unstable magic stones and scatter all the mana so he can’t track us!”
Bang! Bang!!
Helicopters used gas engines to fly, so it didn’t matter whether or not they had mana. The old man knew that the damn Saint of Tionis moved using mana, so he believed that if they stopped the movement of mana they could prevent Davey from chasing them—no matter how powerful he was.
At least, that was what he thought.
Soon, five or six helicopters took off simultaneously. But then, something amazing happened. A white light appeared from the ground, and wild beasts that resembled pure white fog materialized.
Crunch!
Before the helicopters could escape, the beasts jumped up like springs, attacking the helicopters and biting off the drive trains, causing them to eventually crash.
"What?! Didn’t we burn down all the mana with a storm?”
Unless one was completely out of their mind, it didn’t make sense to try to use mana in the current situation. Master-level beings or higher could use magic even in situations like this, but that was only for short periods—it would be a huge burden, even for them. Given that fact, the man couldn’t figure out how these crazy beasts appeared.
The helicopters, desperately trying to resist the earth’s pull, began to spin and fall one by one as screams poured out.
Bang! Bang!!
All of them ultimately crashed to the ground before they could get going, with several exploding upon impact.
“Cough! Cough!!”
The old man fell to the ground. While he was suffering from the fall, he tried to find out what kind of crazy person had caused this situation. He then met that person eye to eye.
A young man, seeming to have just passed his adolescence, was walking leisurely with a screaming member of the death squad leading him.
“Now where do you think you’re going? You bastard,” Davey smiled cynically.
The old man gulped as he looked at the young man, knowing the organization would be completely destroyed if he got caught. Even though there were still some members of leadership in the country safely hiding, there were only a couple of them. If the tower controllers here died, the foundation of the organization would inevitably become distorted and collapse.
Regardless of whether the Illuminati made it alive or not, the mutants would run rampant as instructed. However, the Illuminati still had to be alive in order to reap any benefits from their man-made catastrophe. Therefore, he had to make it out alive no matter what—but how?
As he contemplated, he recalled the results brought back by the ones who had been dispatched to the Neltarid Church.
‘Yeah... If I use that woman who was made using the Death Lord's last artifact...' the old man thought as he stared with bated breath at that damned monster in front of him. He then signaled the young dark mage behind him who’d managed to survive.
‘Wake her up,’ he thought.
She was created using the Death Lord's artifact—she herself was the Death Lord. He figured the monster wouldn’t be able to do anything if they woke up Rho Aias, no matter how monstrous he was. Even though she was in an unstable state, he figured an absolute monarch who was death incarnate would at least be able to buy him time to escape. But in contrast to the old man’s tense thoughts, Davey seemed very relaxed.
“After all the trouble your group has caused me, I definitely need to give you a present in return,” Davey said while grinning. He then grabbed the head of the death squad member who had been serving as his navigator. At the same time, white cards quickly gathered around him, rotated and shuffled, then formed a deck.
“Open in the right position.”
At those words, the man screamed with a pale face.
"J-Just kill me!! Please!! Please stop!!"
“Now, now. Why are you giving up already when you don’t even know what’s going to come out?”
“You son of a bitch!! It won’t matter how much you shuffle that damn deck. You’ll just end up with the... Blegh!!”
Boom!!!!
At the same time, using about half of the man’s soul, a Soul Explosion occurred.
“Hm. You were right, it’s Berserk Soul again,” Davey grinned while keeping a poker face pretending that he had absolutely no clue this was going to happen. Those who were seeing Soul Explosion for the first time covered their mouths and stumbled.
“Huh?! What is this?!”
“Ugh!!”
With that, the surrounding people felt unimaginable dizziness and hallucinations. Everyone was subdued instantly as the strange feeling of helplessness and the sensation of their organs shaking took over their bodies.
“Alright, alright. Let us all pray that something different comes out this time,” Davey said jokingly, floating the cards in the air again and shuffling them.
“Tarot card open in the right position.”
And then...
“Berserk Soul.”
As if trying to show that he didn’t care even the slightest bit about their pain, he recited the name without even looking at what card it was. Drawing one card out of the fifty more than ten times in a row was beyond the scope of luck and coincidence.
“You’re just picking cards the way you want, you fuuucking bastard!!” the man wailed. Davey tore the man’s soul into four, causing another huge Soul Explosion.
Seeing the man scream and beg, all of the Illuminati members who had gathered to escape fell to the floor again, coughing up blood and everything inside them as they screamed in pain.