Chapter 140: Another Unlucky Demon God Comes to Be Freeloaded Off?
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Looking at the messages on the system panel, Loya was a bit dazed; this situation was completely unexpected.
How was the quest "Path of Kings" suddenly completed?
The completion requirement for this quest was for Thor to comprehend justice and responsibility, and understand the true meaning of power.
But in this vampire extermination operation, Thor's performance was nothing special, completely normal.
He just hacked and slashed vampires and the like. The biggest crisis he faced himself should have been Dracula's blood magic, and otherwise there were no other special circumstances.
After a brief contemplation, a flash of inspiration hit Loya, and he remembered something.
There really was a special circumstance.
He cleansed the minds of Thor and the others with the full-effect Eternal Flame. Could it be because of this? Is the effect really this magical?
It seemed this was the only answer.
Loya was truly curious, so he took out the hacker phone, tapped his fingers a few times, and switched to the feed from the armor's side.
Only a few minutes had passed; Thor and the others were probably still on the road, so he could see what the situation was.
Sure enough, Thor was captured in the armor's camera.
Coulson was chatting with Thor, talking freely about how his life had been these days, whether he wanted to come over to S.H.I.E.L.D. to hang out for a couple of days, and so on.
At a glance, he came with a mission. Without thinking, anyone would know it was Fury's idea, probably eyeing this wealthy fellow.
Thor's response was also very normal, no different from before, but between the lines, he didn't care much for Fury.
Moreover, Steve was right there not far away, holding Mjolnir in his hand.
Yet Thor didn't even glance at Mjolnir.
This wasn't normal. Since he had already comprehended justice and responsibility, couldn't he lift the hammer now?
Why didn't Thor have any reaction at all? Did he no longer like his favorite hammer?
Or did he comprehend it, but hadn't thought of going to lift the hammer yet?
Loya was completely baffled by what he saw. After thinking about it, he ultimately decided to just drop it for now.
He would finish his own business first, and then directly ask Thor when he went out. He still had quite a few loose ends to tie up and needed to hurry. Many system rewards hadn't been studied yet, and the draws hadn't been made either.
Anyway, the quest was completed, which wasn't a bad thing.
He put away the hacker phone, brushed the blackened mask another dozen times, and finally obtained the desired negative emotions.
Only then did he lift the sound-blocking on Dracula and bluntly said, "Old monster, tell me, where are all your treasures hidden?"
Loya was quite curious about what kind of collections the old monster Dracula had, preferably magic materials. He was extremely curious about the compendium of spells, and usable materials would be best.
Worst case scenario, some money would also be very nice.
Dracula only now realized that his voice had been blocked by magic all along, acting as a mute for a long time. He felt extremely aggrieved inside and wished he could suck dry this brat's blood on the spot.
But upon hearing the other's inquiry, a plan immediately formed in his mind. Wasn't this delivering himself right to his door?
He feigned hesitation and said, "I can tell you, but you cannot hang me in the toilet. Although I lost to you, you should still give me the dignity I deserve."
"To hell with your dignity!" Hearing this, Venom stretched its head out from Loya's bag and cursed loudly, "You damned double-standard dog, earlier you even said you wanted to use me as a toilet seat cushion, and now you're talking about dignity here? You shameless, spineless bastard."
"You damned slug! I——" Dracula immediately retorted.
"Alright!" Loya interrupted their quarrel, the corners of his mouth curving slightly as he promised, "Rest assured, Dracula, I am a man of my word and will definitely not hang you in the toilet."
Venom immediately stopped talking and retracted into the bag. Based on his understanding of Loya, Dracula would definitely end up countless times more miserable than being hung in a toilet.
"Fine." Dracula sighed, his tone helpless, "Then I will temporarily trust you for once, since I can't move anyway."
He continued, "To open my treasury, you need to use the Darkhold and use a specific spell."
"Just like that?" Loya deliberately put on a very relaxed tone, flipped his hand, and took out the Darkhold from within the System Space.
Seeing this, Dracula was ecstatic in his heart: "You arrogant brat, you actually dare to directly touch the Darkhold. Once your sanity is affected by the darkhold and you recite that spell, you will completely become my slave."
He forced himself not to let any flaws show in his tone and calmly said, "Young man, it's not as simple as you think. Although this darkhold of mine is incomplete, it is equally incomparably powerful."
The magical text on it is only understood by me, and this book has a certain self-awareness. It must be my spell to open the treasury door; even if you have a tiny bit of talent, it's impossible to learn it this fast.
"I don't believe it. There is no magic I can't learn quickly, dark magic included." Loya wore an unconvinced expression, looking as if he had been provoked.
Through the perceptual abilities of the Voice of All Thingsand Minds Eye, he had long discovered that Dracula's current emotions contained complacency, excitement, and anticipation.
Combined with the Darkhold's control and influence on the mind, as well as the old monster Dracula's agitation tactics between his words,
it wasn't hard to guess that he probably wanted to do something through the Darkhold, betting that Loyawouldn't recognize the magic text on it and would be influenced by the Darkhold, failing to notice.
Loya decided to play along with him, act like a fool to trick him, see what this guy wanted to do, and by the way see if he could extract how to destroy this place.
Seeing that Loya was indeed affected, Dracula was overjoyed and quickly said, "Then flip the darkhold to page sixty-six; that page is where the spell content is located."
Loya didn't flip to that page right away, but instead took a simple glance at this Darkhold.
He found that the pages of this darkhold had two colors. Obviously, those new colors should have been patched on, and in the middle of the darkhold, there were traces of a break.
No wonder it was incomplete.
After a brief glance, he flipped to page sixty-six.
Inscribed on this page were extremely twisted magic texts, and complex spell formations were also drawn.
Exuding a faint red glow, Loya, just by using the ability Voice of All Things, could hear the general meaning within it.
This magic represented enslavement.
Dracula spoke hurriedly, his tone unexpectedly carrying a rare hint of encouragement: "It's this page. Come on, try reciting the spell with me, and see if your talent can grasp it right away."
He couldn't wait to make Loya a slave, liberate him from his petrified state, and then lick clean his boots.
"No rush, let me study it first before talking." Loya waved his hand, carrying a youthful defiance. His acting skills were maxed out here.
Dracula felt somewhat disappointed in his heart, but he didn't urge him either. Reaching this step, victory was practically certain; there was no need to reveal any flaws.
Furthermore, the longer Loya held the Darkhold, the more severe the corrosion on his sanity and consciousness would be. Only noble divine servants like him wouldn't be affected.
Loya took out the translator from the System Space, showing no taboo towards Dracula, and started slowly translating right at the Darkhold.
The translator could translate all systematic texts, and he had previously relied on this item to disgust Mephisto once.
However, seeing this scene, Dracula was directly speechless to the extreme, having a feeling of his intelligence being insulted.
He saw that thing in Loya's hand, on which the two large characters "Translation" were displayed.
This—— could he be here to play with me?
Use a human translator to translate magic texts?
What kind of intelligence-insulting operation is this?
Do humans understand magic?
This is magic text on the Darkhold, and very few people know it, let alone taking out some ridiculous translator.
Ah?
Does this guy really have a brain? How could he have been defeated by such a person?
Could this Loya actually have a dual personality, and the current one is the mentally disabled personality, while the previous one was the normal personality?
Dracula was already doubting life; Loya's behavior seemed utterly incomprehensible to him.
How could anyone think of putting the translator and the Darkhold together?
This shock to him was no less than when he first made Blade dance the pole dance. Both were so outrageous that he didn't want to look a second time.
Loya didn't know that Dracula had directly categorized him as mentally disabled in his heart; instead, he was reading the Darkhold with great relish.
The magic on this was really not for show. Things like energy manipulation, mind distortion, illusion creation, space teleportation, and so on were all dark magics that sounded extremely powerful.
It's just that he hadn't seen Dracula cast them; at a glance, he was clearly a good-for-nothing who didn't actually study.
Moreover, casting these magics required paying a huge price; almost every single casting caused damage to the soul, and that was how Dracula messed up his brain.
As for those new pages, they were dark magics that Dracula had already mastered and engraved onto the Darkhold.
It was equivalent to treating the Darkhold as a quick-casting device. Those pages were quick-casting skills, which could be released by injecting energy.
Dracula had even injected a portion of his soul into the Darkhold, allowing him to use thoughts for quick casting. This was also why he said he must have the Darkhold to unleash his full strength.
Grimoires like the Darkhold had no restrictions at all and belonged to whoever held them could use them.
It's just that one's sanity would be affected, or they would even become a vessel for that ancient evil god, which fit their wide-net casting strategy.
What Dracula said about needing his spell was pure bullshit.
And page sixty-six that he mentioned was a mind control and enslavement magic.
As long as Loya recited that spell, he would become the slave of the controller of this magic.
He was indeed trying to trap someone.
Soon, Loya read through this incomplete Darkhold and found what he wanted.
The page to open the treasury was page ninety-one, and the rest were some useless things.
But he discovered how this space should be destroyed.
The foundation of this space was the Darkhold, and that Anchor Space anchored the periphery of this space.
In other words, destroying this incomplete Darkhold would make this space disappear, and the Anchor Space naturally wouldn't exist anymore.
This was truly a rare and pleasant surprise.
Loya rubbed Dracula's dog head and praised repeatedly, "Not bad, not bad. If you hadn't mentioned it had a connection to the Darkhold, I wouldn't have found what I wanted so quickly."
If this old monster hadn't told him, wanting to destroy this space wouldn't have been so easy.
Hearing this, Dracula was confused: "What do you mean?"
Loya truly couldn't hold back his laughter now: "Did you think I was a fool just now? Did you think it was ridiculous of me to use a translator to translate magic texts?"
He whispered in Dracula's ear, "Old monster, opening your treasury uses the magic on page ninety-one."
"What? That's impossible! How could you possibly know?"
If Dracula hadn't turned into a stone statue, his eyes would probably be popping out right now. The means he carefully prepared had actually been seen through.
That was extremely obscure and difficult magic text. Even he himself had only learned it because of divine bestowal, and now it had actually been deciphered.
Loya shook the translator in his hand: "It's this thing. This is the crystallization of wisdom. I thought those texts were how difficult; turns out they are so simple."
Hearing this, Dracula was even more shocked to the point of speechlessness. It actually really was because of this translator.
How the hell is this possible?
Do humans have this language family?
Is there any reason left?
If this really was the case, wouldn't he have been a clown from the very beginning?
This damned bastard had been acting like a fool to trick him all along!
Loya raised the Darkhold, flipped to page ninety-one, and then injected a trace of energy into it.
The next moment, the space in front of him trembled slightly, revealing a person-high opening. Inside was a spacious room, which was precisely Dracula's treasury.
However, after seeing the treasury, Loya's expression visibly darkened.
Where is my money?
Where is the gold?
Where are the treasures?
Everything he wanted was missing. Inside here were all kinds of skeletons, as well as many unknown leather products, dense and chilling to look at. It was simply a perverted collector's human body collection room.
Loya stared gloomily at Dracula: "Old thing, where is your money? Where is your gold? Where are your treasures? What's the use of you putting these here?"
Recovering from his shock, Dracula said speechlessly: "I am a dark magician. Is it abnormal for me to have these things?
Isn't this the same logic as mages preparing magic materials?"
"Go to hell!" Loya was furious and kicked Dracula over onto the ground.
He had spent so much time, yet in the end he didn't manage to get even a single strand of hair.
He thought that since this guy had lived for so many years, he would at least have saved up some gold. As a result, he was playing around with human body collection here, truly disgusting.
But it wasn't a total loss.
With a movement of Loya's telekinesis, he took out the three blood-red skulls from the treasury.
Just like the skulls that held evil spirits before, there were also evil spirits inside these, which could be used to stack the stacks of eternal wings.
There were also some items not made from human body parts, which he also kept. Maybe they would come in handy when researching the compendium of spells.
After collecting everything usable, he set fire to this treasury with an Eternal Flame.
This disgusting old monster even collected human skeletons. Loya felt nauseous just looking at them; he truly deserved to die.
After finishing all this, Loya directly threw the Darkholdonto the ground, just like throwing away trash.
Afterwards, he took out the solar judgment.
Seeing this scene, Dracula, who had fallen to the ground, lost his color in shock and roared: "What are you doing? You cannot destroy my darkhold, you are not allowed to! This is mine! My god will grant you death!"
Loya paid no attention, a cold smile on his lips. The louder Dracula yelled, the harder he chopped. Who told this old monster not to give him a single coin?
He held the divine axe high. Wrapped around the axe blade were the Eternal Flame and the fire of the Sun, with holy light circulating within, dazzling and eye-catching like a small sun.
"What I'm hacking is precisely the Darkhold!"
Loya gave a loud shout and slashed down fiercely, the flames drawing a long trajectory.
If there were no accidents, with this axe down, this Darkhold could say goodbye to the word "incomplete" and completely turn into ashes.
However, an accident still happened.
Just as the axe was about to touch the Darkhold, an evil and icy whisper came from within the darkhold.
"Human who possesses the power of two Dimensional Demon God, perhaps we can discuss terms; both you and I can obtain the maximum benefit."
The moment this voice appeared, Loya's arms tensed up. Relying on his powerful strength, he abruptly halted the axe, missing by just a fraction of a hair's breadth from splitting open the Darkhold.
Upon hearing this voice, Dracula instantly turned from anger to joy, his voice extremely pious: "My God! I am your most pious servant, I beg you to show mercy to your servant and let me break free from this stone shell!
To continue fulfilling your great cause."
Loya knitted his brows, his gaze vigilant, but inside he was overjoyed: "After Venom and Mephisto, is the third unlucky fellow about to come for me to freeload off?"
Chapter 141: Chthon: I want to kill Mephisto
The Darkhold lying on the ground trembled violently, and a thick black smoke emerged from it.
The black smoke formed a distorted, indefinite humanoid phantom in the air.
Its hollow eye sockets stared straight at Loya, and a chilling, evil aura permeated the surroundings.
Seeing this scene, Dracula's voice choked up, just like a badly bullied pet that finally waited for his Master, able to act fierce on the strength of another.
"My god, you are finally here!" he cried out, "This bastard has harmed me terribly. Not only did he turn me into a stone statue, but he also ruined our plans, and the darkhold was almost destroyed. You must seek justice for me! Wuwuwu————"
He glared fiercely at Loya, ecstatic in his heart: The great god has come! No matter how powerful you are this time, you cannot escape the punishment of the god!
At that time, he must make this damn bastard boy wish he were dead!
Loya looked at this mass of black fog, his body tense and his eyes alert.
The Dimensional Demon God appearing from the Darkhold, without a second thought, should be the ancient Evil God Chthon.
This one was the source of the Darkhold and the true origin of the Vampire, an exceptionally powerful existence.
But Loya was not flustered at all in his heart.
In the Reality Dimension, these guys couldn't use any power at all.
At most, they could create a phantom to bluff people or bewitch minds, while also being very worried about attracting the attention of Kamar-Taj.
Otherwise, would Dracula have had to spend several years plotting and still only sneakily carry out plans to invade the World?
If they could display powerful strength in the Reality Dimension and break through the dimensional magic circle, they would have started a fierce attack long ago.
The Beast previously could use relatively powerful strength all because it had the meticulously cultivated shell by The Hand and various ritual blessings, and using it once came at a huge cost.
Dimensional Demon God wanting to use powerful strength in the Reality Dimension required an existence of the Reality Dimension to summon and invite them with rituals, entering that shell to do so.
Even then, it was limited by the strength of the shell and the rules of the ritual, with extreme restrictions.
Loya only learned about this from the Darkhold not long ago; it was truly difficult for Dimensional Demon God to cause trouble.
It was a case of one minute on stage, ten years of work off stage.
Not to mention being sniped by Kamar-Taj; how difficult it was to achieve even a little result goes without saying.
Wait!
There happened to be a shell here, and a shell with decent strength at that, but unfortunately, it was already a stone statue, so entering it would be useless.
There was also the most crucial point: the image manifested by Chthon right now was black.
Not to mention those abilities and props that intensely restrained darkness, just a "farmers whip" alone could make him fly up and unable to fall back down.
However, if Loya wanted to scam power from this guy, he still needed to put up an act.
Still the old method: play dumb and screw him over.
Therefore, Loya tightly gripped his axe, his eyes solemn, and feigned alertness: "It seems you are Chthon, the Dimensional Demon God behind Dracula."
Chthon's voice was evil and cold, carrying a hollow feeling: "Correct, it is me."
He gazed at Loya, feeling a sense of absurdity in his heart that he had never experienced in countless years.
If the human in front of him hadn't just flipped through the Darkhold, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to manifest here through the connection of the Darkhold at all.
Not long ago, Chthon perceived that this Darkhold copy in Dracula's hand had disappeared and directly lost contact with him.
It was a thorough disappearance, not destroyed, nor was the connection severed, it simply vanished without a single trace being perceptible.
This was a strange occurrence he had never encountered in countless years, which was why he hurriedly manifested a phantom over; it didn't matter even if he was discovered.
On the human in front of him, there was definitely some extremely powerful trait.
A strong greed rose in Chthon's heart; the more powerful and mysterious the trait, the more it could help him return to the Reality Dimension.
Even if it was just a trace of a mental crack, it was enough for him to launch more plans.
Moreover, the human in front of him was very greedy, actually possessing the powers of two Dimensional Demon God, the Beast and Mephisto.
If he truly didn't have the powers of Kamar-Taj and the White magic dimension on his body, Chthon would have thought this was Ancient One's disciple.
This operation was simply identical.
Such a greedy human without the protection of White magic power was simply a perfect corruption target.
However, he had to hurry; according to Dormammu, that old thing Ancient One had been very unusual recently and hadn't harassed him for a long time.
Who knew what wicked idea that insidious bald person was plotting again? It wouldn't be good if attention was drawn to his side.
Chthon slowly spoke, his voice carrying bewitchment: "How about it, human? Do you want to discuss terms with me?"
Loya's alertness on the surface did not decrease as he slowly asked: "What terms? Dracula?"
Chthon smiled slightly and shook his head: "Not Dracula. Just like the other Dimensional Demon God powers on you, I give you power, and you help me do things. It's a very fair condition."
When it came to corrupting human hearts, Chthon's power was the strongest. Just by using it, it would continuously produce an impact on the inner heart and thereby sink into it.
As long as this human agreed and used the power, subsequent matters would be easy to handle. He wouldn't have to painstakingly resort to his previous methods anymore and could safely infiltrate the World.
As for Dracula? What kind of thing was that? Losers could get lost!
Loya was slightly stunned, feeling some doubt in his heart: Shouldn't you rescue your servant Dracula? Why are you eagerly sending power to me? ———— Pouring out a second of heartache for Dracula.
He thought about it. Although the other party's proposal was exactly what he wanted, he still needed to be cautious, not agree directly, and act a bit to avoid the opposite side raising suspicions.
Thus, he spoke again: "Tell me first what matter it is."
"Very simple," Chthon smiled. "You help me enter the Reality Dimension, and I will give you power."
"Impossible!" Loya waved his hand and flatly rejected the proposal, "I am a righteous warrior guarding humans; how could I possibly help a Dimensional Demon God like you enter reality? Keep dreaming!"
He raised the "solar judgment" directly at Chthon, looking righteous: "Even the Beast and Mephisto weren't this outrageous; aren't you overestimating yourself a bit too much?"
Hearing this, Chthon was laughed out of anger.
What was he pretending for? With the powers of two Dimensional Demon God on him, and hiding without joining Kamar-Taj, what he was thinking in his heart was nothing more than that set of ruling the World.
And yet he still touted himself as a righteous warrior; it was truly shameless enough.
He just hadn't expected that the condition for the Beast and Mephisto giving power to this human turned out not to be invading the dimension.
It seemed these two guys had the same idea as him: wanting to corrupt through power.
Unfortunately, in this aspect, he would ultimately be superior; this fruit was his for the taking!
Chthon smiled slightly, opening his hands to show extreme generosity: "Alright then, I won't ask what the conditions of the other Dimensional Demon God were. You only need to satisfy one very simple condition for me."
"What is it?" Loya asked curiously.
"Very simple," Chthon pointed to the Darkhold beneath him. "You only need to help me protect this Darkhold well, and I will give you the power you want."
Copies of the Darkhold were few and far between in this Universe and extremely important.
With one more copy existing, he could have one more share of opportunity, and for the human in front of him, this must be a very cost-effective trade.
"Just like this?" Loya leaned on his divine axe, pointing doubtfully at Dracula aside, "What about Dracula?"
Chthon was secretly overjoyed: He took the bait.
He slowly spoke, carrying a smile: "It's just that simple. The Darkhold has a different significance to me; I need it to continue existing well. As for Dracula."
Chthon paused, his tone turning extremely disdainful: "The weak have no value whatsoever, nor do they have any meaning for existence. With you guarding the Darkhold, do you think Dracula still has any use? If even an existence that you cannot defeat comes, could he do it?"
Therefore, to show my sincerity, I have no objection whatever you want to do to Dracula."
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Hearing this, Dracula, who was still expecting Chthon to stand up for him, instantly became dumbfounded.
When he heard Chthon and Loya discussing terms earlier, he already had an ominous premonition.
Until this moment when he heard Chthon personally state the decision to abandon him, Dracula completely collapsed, crying and howling hoarsely.
"No! It's not like this!"
"My god, I am your most loyal servant, how can you abandon me? Do not believe that fellow, he cannot compare to me, he cannot compare to me! Ahhhhh! I beg you, do not abandon me! Wuwuwu————"
Like an incompetent husband, other than making desperate, broken cries and howls, Dracula could do nothing.
He could only lie on the cold ground, watching with his own eyes as the most beloved god was about to abandon him and transfer favor to someone else—and that person was the very one who had caused him to suffer a crushing defeat.
How is this not a kind of NTR?
Pain! It hurt too much!
Dracula only felt his mind in a trance, as if his soul was about to shatter into countless fragments.
Looking at Dracula like this, Loya almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
This couldn't be blamed on him; it could only be blamed on Dracula's own lack of strength and poor mastery of his skills.
He looked at Chthon again. Now the timing was about right; it was time to wrap things up.
Loya smiled slightly: "I must say, your conditions are indeed simpler than those of the Beast and Mephisto, and I have no reason to refuse. I won't say more; draft the contract, you should be very good at this, right?"
Chthon was ecstatic in his heart; he finally succeeded. He knew from the beginning that his judgment wasn't wrong.
This human was greedy to the extreme and would never refuse power delivered to his doorstep. He was just trying to bargain earlier, even greedier than imagined.
He even felt sorrow for Ancient One; humans were always so greedy, so the Reality Dimension she guarded would one day shatter because of greedy humans.
The thought flashed and vanished in his heart. Chthondidn't waste words either; with a movement of his remaining power, the Darkhold slowly floated suspended in mid-air.
The pages turned automatically without wind, flipping to the page written by Dracula. A surge of power erased the text on it, and immediately another dark power emerged, outlining brand new content above.
Very quickly, the contract was drafted.
Starting from the pages, a magic circle wreathed in black qi began to condense, slowly expanding to a range of several meters, and then enveloping Loya within it.
Loya felt it slightly, hmm, still the familiar feeling.
He briefly scanned the contents of the contract; it was still the same old cliches, nothing more than one party protecting the Darkhold, the other party providing power, and whoever violated it would be punished by the laws of the Universe.
Bearing "Inequality", he only needed to see if there were any loopholes in the punishment for the Dimensional Demon God.
The contract was correct without any errors. Without any hesitation, Loya directly signed his true name with his soul.
Chthon followed closely behind, quickly signing his true name. He had waited for this moment until he was almost going mad; this human might be the key with the highest probability for him to enter the Reality Dimension.
Meanwhile, Dracula stared blankly at this scene, his heart practically dead.
As the contract signing was completed, Loya could feel another kind of evil, powerful dark energy that could be extracted and mobilized by him, and this ability had stronger activity.
"Not bad, not bad, collected the power of another Dimensional Demon God again."
Loya rejoiced inwardly; this "Inequality" was truly easy to use, it worked like a charm every single time against Dimensional Demon God.
He looked at the Darkhold suspended in mid-air, reached out with a beckoning motion, and the Darkhold landed in his hand.
Chthon laughed loudly and praised: "It's been a long time since I've seen a human as sensible as you, I am very satisfied with your performance. If you————"
"Stop being satisfied for now." Loya unceremoniously interrupted his words with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then threw the Darkhold down by his feet like throwing trash, incidentally stepping on it twice.
"What are you doing?" Seeing this scene, Chthon was completely baffled.
According to the contents of the contract, if the Darkholdwas damaged, Loya would be directly backlashed to death. Why start destroying it right after getting the darkhold, was he crazy?
"What am I doing?"
Loya raised his eyebrows, grinned, and mocked loudly.
"What I'm doing is the Darkhold itself!"
As his voice fell, he raised the "blazing sun verdict" high and violently swung it down. The Power of the Sun and the Eternal Flame wound around it, stirring up a terrifying curtain of fire.
Boom!
The axe blade slashed down heavily.
Without any accidents, under the "solar judgment", the Darkhold didn't even last for a second before being instantly split into two halves.
The Power of the Sun and the Eternal Flame, carrying destructive power, instantly burned the Darkhold to ashes.
At this point, this incomplete Darkhold was finally no longer incomplete, but thoroughly and utterly destroyed.
Along with the destruction of the Darkhold, the entire space relying on the Darkhold to exist began to violently shake, and countless naked-eye-visible cracks spread through space, about to collapse in the next moment.
Chthon's figure also began to blur. He looked at Loya in disbelief and shouted loudly: "Are you courting death? You violated the contract, you will die a miserable death!"
He now found that this human seemed to be a madman with an abnormal brain. Who on earth tears up a contract right after signing it?
Loya raised an international gesture and mocked: "Are your eyes blind? Look at me, aren't I living quite well?"
"You————How is this possible?" Only until this moment did Chthon suddenly realize that the backlash power of violating the contract did not appear.
He incredulously checked the contract once over, confirming it was correct with no issues whatsoever in the contract.
And it showed above that Loya had already violated the contract.
But where was the punishment?
Where was his such huge punishment?
Why was there not a single movement?
Laws of the Universe, move a bit will you!
Do you still need me to push you?
The words in the contract showing Loya had violated it were clearly visible, as if mocking Chthon, stinging him almost to madness.
His figure became increasingly blurred. The Darkhold was destroyed, and his phantom could not persist for too long.
Chthon roared madly: "This is impossible! What on earth did you do? How dare you play with me?!"
He never encountered such a thing before; someone could actually be exempt from the punishment of violating a contract.
Until Chthon's phantom was almost invisible, Loyamockingly spoke: "The method Mephisto taught me is really easy to use. Chthon, you are still too naive. No wonder Mephisto said you are a fool who doesn't understand what a contract is at all."
"What?" Chthon's figure almost directly exploded, extremely shocked, but also feeling it was quite reasonable. After all, Mephisto was an out-and-out cunning villain.
At the very last moment of his figure disappearing, he let out a hysterical roar: "Mephisto! I am going to kill you!"
Loya shrugged, mourning for Mephisto for a second in his heart. Whether he did it or not, a battle was unavoidable anyway.
He used telekinesis to summon Dracula from the ground into his hand.
At this time, Dracula was completely dumbfounded. First, he was abandoned by the god he trusted incomparably, and then the supreme god was played around with by Loya.
For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was the clown, or the god was the clown, or perhaps both were.
He had now collapsed to the point where he didn't know what was real or fake. In short, his brain was extremely messy, and he wanted to die!
Loya lifted Dracula and spoke softly in his ear, his voice very light but appearing extremely sinister: "Old monster, don't be sad, your god has abandoned you, but I haven't abandoned you yet. Your retribution is still to come."
"Hahahaha————"
After speaking, he laughed sinisterly, looking extremely radiant and sunny.
With a thought, he disappeared with Dracula, leaving this space on the verge of collapse.
Dracula: "???"
Are you really human?
Chapter 142: The Remarkable compendium of spells
S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
Loya leisurely pushed open Fury's office door.
Hearing the door open, Fury, who was organizing documents, looked up and saw that Loya had arrived. He immediately stood up, his face brimming with smiles, appearing extremely enthusiastic: "Ah, Loya, we really owe it to you this time. If not for you, this mission would have been in serious trouble. You are the top contributor!"
He had already learned the full course of events from the returning Coulson, and the entire process could be described as bizarre, twisting, and soul-stirring.
Fury almost pissed himself out of fear.
Clearly having prepared everything, conducted rigorous planning, and deduced various routes, he never expected that Blade would turn out to be that traitor.
When dealing with Dracula for the first time, Blade was one of the main forces, and it was also he who provided various weaknesses about the Vampire.
His hatred for the Vampire was witnessed by everyone, and he had also passed S.H.I.E.L.D.'s extremely strict psychological tests.
Fury still remembered that during that operation, Blade saved his life and personally ended Dracula.
Blade was the person he thought least likely to betray.
Yet despite all calculations, he never expected that after Dracula was resurrected, Blade would actually be controlled by Dracula and become his slave.
Even more unexpected was that Dracula would be strong to this extent; with a mere wave of his hand, he could control everyone's blood, rendering technology completely useless before him.
He could even use space magic to transfer others and summon a blood skeleton tens of meters tall, which was simply defying the heavens.
Furthermore, he single-handedly dominated this mission, almost causing their entire army to be wiped out.
If they had truly been wiped out, Fury wouldn't even dare to imagine the severity of this matter; it was simply not something he could bear.
If Loya hadn't gone, if Loya hadn't been strong enough with enough methods to ultimately defeat Dracula...
Then this time would truly be over; he would become an unforgivable sinner through the ages.
In his heart, Fury felt nothing but relief and more relief.
Fortunately, Loya liked doing missions; fortunately, Loyahad sufficient strength.
No matter which one was lacking, this mission would have failed, leading to the success of Dracula's plan and plunging the World into darkness.
All he could say was, fortunately there was Loya.
[ Fury's favorability + 10, current favorability: 80 ]
Loya grinned, placing the stone statue of Dracula in his hand onto the desk with a thud: "Director, rather than saying all this, why not give me something practical, like a few hundred tons of gold or something? I prefer such vulgar things."
Fury fell silent for a moment, letting out two dry laughs. A few hundred tons? Wasn't that joking with him? Even if he were sold, he wouldn't have that much, and even if he wanted it, the higher-ups wouldn't give it.
He smoothly changed the subject: "I've raised your mission reward to the maximum limit. A Level 7 Agent's credentials will come down soon, and I'll notify you then."
Finished speaking, Fury carefully examined the half of Dracula turned into a stone statue, his brows slightly furrowing: "What should we do with this monster? Should I carry out strict imprisonment? Or what?"
He walked half a circle around the stone statue, unable to help clicking his tongue in wonder.
magic was truly magical; it could actually turn flesh and blood into stone, and the creature turned into stone could still speak. It was simply incredible.
Fury tentatively said to the stone statue: "Dracula? Do you still remember me?"
Dracula let out a cold snort, roaring hysterically: "Of course I remember you, you lowly ant! Damn black ghost! Bald dead baldy! One-eyed cyclops! I only regret not being able to bite you to death back then! Go pick cotton, you! Damn black ghost! Screw you!"
Abandoned by the god regarded as all faith, turned into a stone statue, and further subjected to Loya's prolonged intimidation, Dracula's current mental state was worrisome, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he cursed Fury from head to toe.
Fury was directly cursed into a daze, stunned for quite a while before reacting. His complexion turned alternating shades of blue and purple, though it couldn't be seen simply because his skin was dark.
No, he was just asking a simple question. Was there any need to curse so viciously? Making it look as if he were the one who captured Dracula, like some heinous villain.
Loya's lips twitched, forcibly holding back laughter: "Leave Dracula to me to handle. I'll find a way to make sure he can never be resurrected."
"Good, then I'll leave him in your full charge." Fury fiercely glared at Dracula and nodded.
Handing him over to Loya should be the best choice. When it came to magic, S.H.I.E.L.D. couldn't handle it. There was a saying that went well: use magic to deal with magic.
[ Fury issues a mission to you ]
[ Mission: Handle Trash ]
[ Objective: Properly handle Dracula's stone statue ]
[ Reward: Experience + 1000, Random Item * 1 ]
Oh? There's an unexpected pleasant surprise.
Hearing the system prompt in his ear, Loya raised an eyebrow. Thinking of the interrogation of Dracula in the Anchor Space earlier, he spoke up again: "Right, Director, I interrogated Dracula. The ones conducting genetic research with him are Kingpin and The Hand. Do you want me to do something?"
Fury rubbed his forehead, pondering for a moment before finally speaking: "Kingpin hides very deeply and hasn't made any moves lately; S.H.I.E.L.D. hasn't found his specific location. If you can find him, just wipe him out directly. Traitors of the race like him deserve to die."
[ Fury issues a mission to you ]
[ Mission: Revenge ]
[ Objective: Wipe out Kingpin ]
[ Reward: Experience + 1000, Random Item * 1 ]
Yo, not bad. He finally waited for the mission to take down Kingpin; the grudge from that ambush back then had to be properly avenged.
Happily farming two missions, Loya immediately informed Fury that he was ready to leave.
Unexpectedly, Fury called him to a stop, lowering his voice and saying mysteriously: "Regarding that item you used for magical enchantment, Pierce knows about it too."
But I told him it costs forty million U.S. dollars per time. If he asks you to enchant it then, just say that. Remember to split ten million with me afterwards."
Loya: "----"
You middlemen really know how to make money.
He nodded immediately, wearing an I-understand expression: "No problem, Director. Loyalty!"
Fury narrowed his eyes and nodded with satisfaction.
The two looked at each other and smiled, everything understood without words.
Returning to the Villa.
Loya glanced at the note on the coffee table; Felicia and the Cat Goddess had gone out shopping.
He pulled out his phone again, sending a message to Steve to inquire about Thor's whereabouts.
Steve stated that Thor was dragged by Coulson to visit S.H.I.E.L.D., and would return for dinner in the evening.
"It seems the changes on Thor can only be asked when he returns tonight."
Loya shook his head and sent another message to Tony, asking if he needed gold enchantment, but hasn't received a reply yet.
Afterwards, he placed Dracula on the balcony, letting Venom strictly guard him, and walked into the bathroom to take a wonderful bath.
During the process, he also took out the task reward "large-sized band-aid" to take a look.
Just one glance and he immediately put it back into the System Space.
Just as he expected, this thing was indeed just that hemostatic thing. What on earth does the system give out? However, the description says it can drain an entire ocean dry, which is somewhat defying the heavens.
After finishing his bath, Loya comfortably lay on the bed and brought up the system panel.
[ Level: 16 (12000 / 20000) ]
[ Strength: 21 ]
[ Constitution: 21 ]
[ Intelligence: 22 ]
[ Remaining Draw Count: 1 ]
Looking at that draw count, Loya decided to pull the prize first before talking.
He devoutly chanted in his heart: "Three Pure Ones, Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Jesus, God ---- Bless me to draw a good thing."
[ Congratulations on obtaining item: Fate Coin ]
[ Fate Coin: When flipping the coin, heads will restore 50% of the user's health value, and tails will summon a bolt of lightning, inflicting true damage equal to 10% of the target's maximum health. When facing an inescapable dilemma, stand the Fate Coin upright and spin it; the Fate Coin will guide you to the most correct direction ]
[ Evaluation: Sometimes the most correct fate is not the most correct choice ]
"This item is alright."
Loya's eyes lit up.
When he saw the true damage equal to 10% of the target's maximum health upon hitting, he immediately had an idea for how to play with it.
He had the ability of intangibility; in the future, he could use the Fate Coin directly in front of others. If it's lightning, he goes intangible and electrocutes the opponent to death.
A one-time 10% true damage was not simple at all, and it had miraculous effects against enemies with extremely thick health pools.
Loya reviewed the other rewards obtained from this round of missions again.
Among them was a "World Tree Seed"
He was very interested in this. Anyone who could use this name, regardless of which system's World Tree it was, couldn't be bad.
It's just that there's still a gourd vine in the Flower Pot right now with nowhere to plant it, so he has to wait a few days.
Among the rewards was also a "Vampire Blade", which could stack the maximum health limit. Yet another stacking item, it really seemed intent on developing him in the direction of a blood tank.
As for that "Feigned Death Wooden Stake", Loya hadn't thought of what to do with it yet.
If Thanos of this Universe was that Thanos obsessed with the Goddess of Death, he felt he would probably like it a lot.
And the Dungeon Entrance Ticket obtained from this mission made Loya somewhat hesitant.
The description on this was either Evil God, or the protagonist suffering endless hardships, making it feel like this World wasn't easy to mess with.
However, unlike other Dungeon Entrance Tickets, this entrance ticket didn't have a level reminder, making it seem not so powerful.
Thinking carefully, Loya decided to leave it alone for now and check it out when there were truly no missions left. Everything was for the sake of his little life.
Last of all, he finally took out the item he most wanted to study — the compendium of spells.
Not much different from his memory, this was a thick red-covered book.
Only, the hot-stamped portrait on the front of the book was not a demon portrait, but a clear female wizard portrait.
Looking at this portrait, Loya blurted out: "Xiaoyu?"
That's right, this portrait was precisely Xiaoyu's appearance, just after she reached adulthood.
In his past life, Loya had brushed Jackie Chan Adventures many times, and would never recognize it wrong.
It seemed the female wizard on the item description was Xiaoyu.
He didn't know which parallel universe's Xiaoyu she was, to actually be so formidable, not only obtaining the compendium of spells, but even being able to modify and add to it.
But thinking about her heaven-defying protagonist treatment, it didn't feel very strange.
Flipping open the first page, Loya was stunned.
This wasn't what he imagined a book page to look like, but a slowly flowing curtain of light, resembling a sea of stars.
At the same time, corresponding information also surfaced in his mind.
Turns out this light curtain was an efficient magical information storage technique, capable of directly flipping through and querying contents using thought.
The reason lies in the fact that the magical knowledge inside was too much; if recorded with book pages, the thickness would scare people to death.
When flipping the book, it was easy to get acrophobia, so the reviser of this book thought of this method.
"Acrophobia when flipping the book? Just how thick must a book be? Or rather, how much magic is inside here?"
Loya was extremely shocked, and at the same time generated a strong interest. For him, of course, the more magic the better.
Thinking about it, he still used his mind to flip open the first page to show respect.
The first page only had a single sentence, being some reflections from the author.
"This book was fished out by me from the long river of history when I was bored. I solemnly use this to record my legendary life, hoping to be able to help fated people of different Worlds.
Author: Invincible Xiaoyu."
Loya: "???"
What does fished out from the long river of history mean? What does fated people of different Worlds mean? This already knows there are different Worlds? What an invincible girl, what a cheat-like life!
Flipping through magic with thoughts was extremely fast, frighteningly fast, and after going through it with thoughts once, that magic would be remembered in the mind. Very magical.
But compared to the total amount of recorded magic, the speed still appeared too slow.
After browsing for a while, Loya discovered many interesting and magical spells.
For example, turning people into toads, turning people into moving dolls, and so on, but these belonged to the mediocre ones.
The outrageous part was the magic that makes something truly exist by making enough people believe that a certain thing exists.
Called belief magic, or fantasy-becoming-reality magic, or it could also be called ideological miracle.
There was also weird magic that converts a person's physiological gender while keeping psychological gender unchanged, and converting psychological gender while keeping physiological gender unchanged.
As well as elementalization magic and substitute magic that have miraculous effects during combat.
Of course, there was also the separation magic for separating certain rules that he wanted.
There was even a magic to collect or even usurp divine authority, similar to the Eight Demon Qis, except the conditions were relatively harsh.
He also discovered a resurrection magic.
However, this resurrection magic was a bit weird.
It required using the killer's limbs and the victim's body to cast the spell, and the victim's death time could not exceed twelve hours.
The resurrected person's life was bound to the killer's life; attacking the victim was attacking the killer.
It belonged to loving and killing each other, tsk tsk tsk, somewhat interesting.
As for whether other Worlds' magic can be used in this World, there was no need to worry about this.
System products are boutique; such problems will not occur, ensuring normal functionality, and some even touched upon conceptual levels.
When Loya wanted to end today's magic study and first try separating the immortality property on Dracula's body, he discovered a very enticing magic.
"Manufacturing Method of the Royal Shadow Corps."
"This is good!"
Chapter 143: Separating Dracula's Power
"Method for Creating the Royal Shadowkhan."
Seeing this magic, Loya immediately became interested.
He remembered that Shendu's Shadowkhan could be taken down by Jackie Chan with one kick each, while Jade's Shadowkhan could take down Jackie Chan with one kick each.
This Royal Shadowkhan sounded highly unusual just from its name.
Loya sat up straight and began to read carefully.
It had to be said that this magic was exceptionally complex and tedious, but its power certainly justified the complexity and tediousness.
First, it required a habitat for the Shadowkhan, which had to be filled with the power of dark qi and shadow.
Similar to the Shadow Realm in the original series, it was an alternate dimension filled with darkness and shadows.
The purpose of this was simple—to put it bluntly, it was to give the Shadowkhan a home, or simply a respawn point.
By leaving a mark inside, they could be resurrected after death by consuming a certain amount of power.
And this dark qi, adapted by the system for Loya's use, was actually dark energy, or rather, energy representing the chaotic side.
Meanwhile, light qi naturally corresponded to the power of the orderly side.
After that, the core material needed was soul power.
Only by injecting soul power could the Royal Shadowkhantruly live up to its name, possessing strength far exceeding that of the ordinary Shadowkhan, along with many more special abilities.
After injecting soul power and conducting a special magic ritual, the Shadowkhan would become absolutely loyal to the caster and possess a certain level of learning ability.
Furthermore, because they possessed souls, many different powers and abilities could be added during the final process of creating the Shadowkhan.
For example, if Holy Light was injected into them, the created Shadowkhan would be able to use a certain degree of Holy Light magic.
Or, by directly engraving magic into them, the Shadowkhancould easily trigger the corresponding magic.
They could even be injected with combat memories, such as the martial arts memories of Black Tiger Ah Fu that Loya possessed.
If a wind-attribute magic was added on top of that, every Shadow Soldier would be able to legitimately use "Tornado Destroys Parking Lot."
Just thinking about that scene was beautiful.
This was equivalent to an exclusive troop type with customizable skills and classes.
There were even practical examples of Jade's operations in the "compendium of spells."
Normally, when she deployed the Shadowkhan, she used a six-person squad tactic.
One tank to draw fire at the front, a warrior to coordinate, a magic-type ranged DPS, a physical-type ranged DPS, an assassin responsible for sneak attacks, and a priest for simple support and energy replenishment.
She was basically playing with the Shadowkhan like a video game; as expected of the invincible Jade.
However, since the Shadowkhan ultimately belonged to the chaotic side, they would face restrictions when using conflicting powers like Holy Light.
The caster would need to provide an additional source of energy for them to use it without damaging themselves.
Of course, there was a solution for this as well—simply using magic tools infused with the power of order.
After all, those who used dark power weren't necessarily bad people, and those who used Holy Light weren't necessarily good people.
The method for making such magic tools was also recorded in the "compendium of spells."
Once the key steps were completed, followed by complex magic empowerment and energy nurturing, the Shadowkhan would be fully complete.
Their quantity and strength were closely related to the amount and strength of the energy in their habitat.
"Amazing, truly amazing. Invincible Jade, as expected of you."
Loya couldn't help but marvel; such a Shadowkhan raised the ceiling of potential incredibly high.
The more the caster knew, the more the Shadowkhanwould know, making them naturally more versatile and powerful.
Placing this magic in his hands was indeed a perfect match.
His own abilities were already a mixed bag; just thinking about the Shadowkhan using Holy Light felt incredibly cool.
No sooner said than done.
Loya immediately decided to create a Shadowkhan squad to test things out and see how it worked.
But before that, he first sent a message to Jarvis, asking him to buy some materials needed for separation magic.
In Stark Industries, his clearance was quite high, allowing him to directly order Jarvis to do things for him.
Loya already had an idea for the Shadowkhan' habitat.
With a thought, he took out the "card maker" from the System Space.
Because it had leveled up, the "card maker" had gained another card slot in reserve.
The habitat he chose for the Shadowkhan for now was a card.
Cards could store all kinds of powers and abilities, essentially acting as somewhat special pocket dimensions that Loya could perfectly control.
It was the perfect choice to serve as the Shadowkhan' habitat.
Besides, there were no better options at the moment. If he had the chance in the future, he could try to capture an unowned low-level dimension.
As for dark energy and shadow energy, that was easy.
The dimensional power of the Beast contained exactly these things.
Don't forget that The Hand also possessed a combat force called the Shadow Ninjas.
They looked somewhat similar to the Shadowkhan.
Let's see whether your Shadow Ninjas are stronger, or my Shadowkhan is stronger.
Using the Beast's own power to attack the organization under its command was truly an amusing prospect.
Loya activated "Absolute Value," expanding his absorption of the Beast's dimensional power, and then channeled the Beast's dimensional power into the "card maker."
A minute later, a card with a pitch-black surface that surged like an abyss emerged from the card slot.
Using a card as a medium had an additional benefit.
This benefit stemmed from the overbearing effect attached to the system reward items.
That was, any power entering the card would be completely under Loya's control.
Even if the Beast was the source of the power, it wouldn't be able to exert the slightest influence, ensuring absolute safety.
Now that he had the habitat, next was the soul power.
To put it simply, it was using other people's souls as fuel.
There were two methods for this as well.
One was directly extracting soul power to shape them.
The other was directly using a complete soul.
The former offered greater plasticity while also allowing the soul power to be purified, making it even stronger.
The latter could retain part of the memories from when they were alive; though its plasticity was slightly worse, it was far more prominent in terms of intelligence.
Loya intended to use the former.
Earlier in Dracula's treasury, he had obtained three blood skulls. There were evil spirits stored inside the blood skulls, which could be perfectly used for this.
The souls of the evil spirits were incomplete, so the latter method couldn't be used.
However, the incomplete souls of the evil spirits could be purified, and the soul power could be directly used to shape the Shadowkhan.
As for the purification method, it was also very simple.
Loya took out a blood skull and broke its seal. Instantly, over a hundred evil spirits gushed out, roaring as they lunged at him with bared fangs and brandished claws, hideous and terrifying.
However, Loya merely waved his hand casually, and the evil spirits were frozen in mid-air.
Then, with a flick of his finger, a ball of "Eternal Flame" fell into the bodies of the evil spirits, and the fire instantly spread.
The expressions of those evil spirits instantly turned peaceful as the Eternal Flame cleansed their incomplete souls and the filth deep within them.
Before long, all the filth and obsessions within these evil spirits were completely purified, leaving behind only pure soul power.
According to the requirements in the "compendium of spells," the shaping step required the power of the orderly side to ensure the stability of the shaping and subsequent operations.
This magic seemed to be a dark qi magic, but it was actually a magic that fused light qi and dark qi. One had to admire the brilliance of its creator.
Loya stood up, enveloped the soul power, and teleported to the lawn on the first floor.
He crouched down, condensing a burst of magic energy at his fingertips, and drew a complex and precise magic circle on the ground according to the compendium of spells.
Once the magic circle was finished, he channeled his power into it, causing it to glow faintly, and then placed the soul power inside.
Loya took out the "amplification staff," stood on one foot beside the magic circle, and began to chant rhythmically while hopping.
"Yu Mo Gwy Gwai Fai Di Zao— Yu Mo Gwy Gwai Fai Di Zao—"
A green light surged from the "amplification staff," slowly spreading over the soul power.
The green light flickered slightly, dividing the soul power equally into six portions, which then quickly took on human shapes.
With the amplification effect of the "amplification staff," the photographic memory effect of the "compendium of spells," and the boost from Loya's own talent, the shaping process went very smoothly.
Soon, they completely stabilized and took shape.
At this point, the Shadow Soldiers were basically formed, though they were still semi-finished products.
What remained was to inject the desired powers, moves, and so on, and use special magic to fuse the Shadow Soldiers with the energy of their habitat, completely transforming them from formless soul energy into tangible energy entities.
AI Model: gemini-3.5-flash-lite
This won't take long; one night is enough.
Loya took out the card containing the beast's power, released a portion of it, and only then placed the six soul energies into the card.
The card's maximum energy storage limit was its limit when it was taken out of the "card maker".
After taking it out, if he still wanted to add other energy into it, he had to make some room.
Returning to the living room, Loya carved an even more complex magic array on the floor, used to promote the ultimate fusion of the Shadow Soldiers and the dark energy.
He placed the card above the magic array.
Hum~
The magic array activated, the card floated up, and the semi-finished Shadow Soldiers inside began to gradually fuse with the dark energy.
At this point, all that remained was to wait.
"Phew, it's finally done."
Loya stretched lazily; this process was truly a bit tedious, especially carving the magic array which was the most troublesome—not a single position could be wrong.
Fortunately, the only material needed to make the Shadow Soldiers was souls, and the rest were all magical rituals; otherwise, it would have been even more tedious.
After this round of manufacturing, more than an hour had already passed.
Actually, making a few more Shadow Soldiers at once would have been more cost-effective, but Loya just wanted to try it out. The number of cards he had was limited, and he couldn't waste too many.
Moreover, if he made too many at once while the total energy remained unchanged, the power would be too dispersed. It was better to just make a small squad and test it out first.
If the effect was good, he could check if there was a method in the "compendium of spells" to store unowned dimensions. That would be very convenient then.
Anyway, the power was all from the beast, so he didn't feel bad about it at all.
In the hour or so that had passed, the materials bought by Jarvis had all arrived.
At the same time, it brought news from Tony. Tony said he had a new idea to research, and once he transferred all his gold reserves over, he would notify Loya to perform gold enchantment.
After resting for a while, Loya came to the balcony.
Since the materials had already arrived, it was time to deal with this fellow Dracula.
Venom, who was currently browsing his phone, saw Loyacoming and quickly smiled flatteringly, "Master Luo, are you going to deal with that bastard Dracula?"
Having memories of multiple universes, it was naturally very familiar with Dracula.
As long as the dark side of humanity still existed, this fellow would always have a chance to make a comeback.
No matter how many times he died, he could be resurrected, though it required waiting for a period of time, or being summoned out.
Furthermore, this fellow's immortality was a rule loophole generated under various coincidences, an anomaly at the rule level that was nearly unsolvable.
At least in Venom's memories across countless universes, no one had ever truly killed Dracula in the real sense.
Most were seals, but there were also those that terrified Dracula so much that he didn't dare to resurrect.
For example, in a certain universe, an old timer, Ancient One, cast an unrestricted locking spell on Dracula.
As long as Dracula resurrected, he would immediately be struck to death by lightning.
From what it understood, this matter repeated tens of thousands of times, driving Dracula to a mental breakdown, so he stopped resurrecting.
Venom was very interested in what Loya said about making Dracula unable to resurrect forever. Could it also be this kind of unlimited slaughtering until a breakdown?
Loya nodded, "That's right, just watch my operation."
He walked over to Dracula. At this moment, Dracula was cursing up a storm, but his voice was blocked, so even though he was cursing, nothing could be heard.
Loya reached out and forcefully snapped off a large piece of stone from Dracula's shoulder.
Then he separated a small piece of stone from this large piece of stone.
Immediately after, he took out the materials in his hand, fused these materials together with the small piece of stone, and directly ground them into powder using telekinesis.
Finally, he poured these powders into the prepared crucible.
Loya took out the "amplification staff", tapped the ground with one foot, and began to rhythmically chant a spell again.
"Demons and ghosts, leave quickly————Demons and ghosts, leave quickly————"
A surge of green magic poured out from the top of the staff and fell into the crucible.
The magic power and the powder intertwined and fused, gradually forming a special magic solution within, glittering with a jade-green luster.
This was a simplified version of the separation magic, which should be called separation solution.
The complete version of the separation magic had very high requirements for strength and proficiency, and Loyacouldn't use it at present.
But the simplified version of the separation solution had the same effect.
It was just that the simplified version required materials and things from the target's body as catalysts, as well as specific magic and spells.
The complete version was purely a magical ritual, brute force trumping all technique.
Venom watched Loya cast magic with a blank expression.
To be honest, it had never seen this way of casting magic before; hmm————it was a real eye-opener.
After the separation solution was made, Loya evenly applied it onto Dracula's stone statue.
Afterwards, he drew a strange magic array on the ground.
There were two patterns on the magic array; one was to put Dracula in, and the other was to put the piece of stone he snapped off earlier.
What the separation solution separated was the prominent power on the target's body, or rather, a certain materialized rule.
Like a foundational existence such as Shendu, his power could also be stripped away, and through the evolution of the system, the effect might be even more pronounced.
He didn't know how many abilities could be stripped from Dracula's body, so he simply put a piece of stone with magical attributes as a carrier.
With a wave of Loya's hand, he lifted the gag on Dracula.
Dracula immediately burst out cursing, "Loya, fuck you!————"
To show its loyalty, Venom cursed right back on the spot, "Dracula, what are you barking about, you beast? You unwanted pitiful worm! Trash abandoned by the gods! Good-for-nothing parasite! Prepare to die, you!"
Dracula smiled sinisterly, "As long as there is still a dark side in human hearts, I am forever immortal. No matter how many times you kill me, I will make a comeback. Until I have my complete revenge!"
Loya completely ignored him; lifting the other party's gag was just to hear what the person involved felt like after having their power separated.
As he waved the staff in his hand, a green light fell onto the magic array, and the separation magic was activated accordingly, causing the magic array to spin wildly.
In his perception shared with the magic array, it seemed four kinds of abilities could be separated out.
Dracula, who had originally been smug and cursing vehemently, instantly stopped talking.
An unprecedented fear crept into his heart, along with an extreme sense of loss like never before.
It was as if something extremely important on his body was being forcibly stripped away, and even his soul was trembling with fear.
He instinctively wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but that terrifying sensation made him completely unable to speak, leaving him to watch helplessly as things belonging to him were separated away.
At the same time, the piece of stone on the other end also underwent changes.
The stone rapidly melted and deformed, gradually condensing into four items based on the characteristics of the different powers separated out.
A tooth with blood on its tip.
A crystal-clear blood-red amber.
A thing that looked like a seal.
And finally————a mosaic?
Relevant information subsequently appeared on Loya's system interface.
[Dracula's Fang: A tooth condensed from the power of the Vampire progenitor. Using this tooth to pierce a target can convert the target into a Vampire, and through this tooth, the target can be completely controlled.]
[Regeneration Amber: An amber condensed from the Vampire progenitor's extraordinary regeneration ability. Wearing this amber grants an incredible boost to regeneration abilities and prevents aging.]
[Resurrection Seal (Limited to the current Universe): The immortality of the Vampire progenitor Dracula is an accidental product under various coincidences. His immortality belongs to a loophole at the rule level and is related to rules, so during the separation process, the rule of death automatically excluded and repaired it. The item condensed from this has a certain conflict with the rules, and the immortality ability is restricted. Use this seal to stain with the user's blood and leave a mark; after death, one can resurrect through this mark. Only one mark can be left at a time, the mark disappears after resurrection, with a cooldown of 30 days.]
[Rule Loophole (One-time use): It is because of the rule loophole that the Vampire progenitor Dracula could infinitely resurrect. Having existed for a long time, the rule loophole itself became a special rule waiting to be repaired. The separated rule loophole can allow the user to ignore a universal rule restriction once.]
[Warning! Warning! Your actions have caused the loophole in the rule of death of this Universe to be repaired, which may attract the attention of certain powerful beings.]