<h4>Chapter 275 Chapter273-The Mysteries of the Soul</h4>


    Within the za of the God of Sea, Ethan and Lana Mokos vanished, soon finding themselves in a peculiar realm.


    It seemed as if they were amidst the stars, yet they could distinctly feel the gentle flow of water, creating a surreal sensation.


    Before Ethan could further observe this enigmatic environment, he noticed Lana Mokos already seated, her eyes shut tight, radiating an immense ster aura.


    Taking her lead, Ethan too settled down, delving deep into understanding the Soul Language of Nature.


    Under the oppressive weight of the High Priest''s soul magic, Ethan had managed to grasp a hint of the Soul Language of Nature.


    However, the soul remained elusive and profound.


    Even with his earlier revtions, he hadn''t fully mastered this enigmatguage.


    But in this very moment, Ethan distinctly felt hisprehension of the soul deepening.


    In the blink of an eye, he discerned myriad skills pertaining to the soul.


    If he were to face the High Priest''s soul magic once more, Ethan was confident he could break it almost instantaneously.


    Yet, more pivotal than these skills was a deeper understanding of the soul itself.


    The soul was a profound mystery.


    By current understanding, a creature''s physical form existed in the tangible world while its consciousness resided in a spiritual one.


    But the location of the soul remained an enigma, though its existence was undeniable.


    To unravel the secrets of the soul, many embarked on rigorous research.


    Among them, Alchemists and Necromancers were the most engrossed, concluding that the soul was a harmonious blend of a being''s wisdom and strength.


    It bore wondrous attributes.


    When a creature was alive, its soul remained concealed, but upon death, the soul would momentarily manifest before vanishing once again.


    A faction among these researchers were fervently devoted to augmenting the power of the soul.


    They crafted numerous spells to sense the soul and, using magic, sought to manipte the souls of others.


    Over time, being immersed in this soul-infused magic imbued them with a palpable aura of death, earning them the title of ''Necromancer''.


    Most of these individuals were undeniably mad.


    On the other hand, there were the Alchemists.


    Instead of focusing on amplifying the strength of the soul like the Necromancers, Alchemists were innately curious about the rules governing the soul''s existence.


    Among their great alchemical masterpieces was the "Wraith Revival".


    However, when this method was exploited by the Necromancers, it was branded as malevolent.


    Of course, the applications of the soul extend beyond just this.


    In the annals of Alchemist research, there was once an Alchemist who discovered that souls could be artificially created.


    However, these crafted soulscked the innate wisdom of a typical human,prehending only basicmands. This marked the genesis of Puppetry.


    There is so much more to the soul, yet Ethan couldn''t grasp it all in such a short span.


    He had to choose the most pertinent soul-based offensive technique to understand deeply.


    As hisprehension deepened, Ethan finally discerned a soul attack skill: the Soul Spike.


    This skill allowed him to condense his Power of Soul into a sharp spike, directly assaulting an enemy''s soul to inflict grievous harm.


    Crucially, this skill could be incorporated into weapons. It was, without a doubt, the most apt method for the moment.


    On the other side, a smirk yed on Lana Mokos''s lips, hinting at significant progress in her endeavors.


    Not long after Ethan''s realization of the Soul Spike, their time in this peculiar realm reached its end, and both were transported back to the za of the God of Sea.


    Subsequently, a message surfaced in their minds:


    [The next trial willmence in ny days.]


    At that moment, High Priest turned to the two of them, smiling, "I fear you both won''t have a chance for the second trial of God of Sea."


    No sooner had High Priest finished speaking than Ethan and Lana Mokos found the scene before them shifting once again, taking them back to the dpidated underwater pce.


    Upon their arms, a mark of the Golden Trident manifested.


    "Do you have any other tricks up your sleeve?" High Priest inquired with a smirk.


    Sharing a brief nce, Ethan and Lana Mokos simultaneouslyunched an assault on High Priest.


    However, their efforts proved futile before him.


    Their attacks failed to inflict any damage, even as Ethan employed the recently acquired Soul Spike, channeling it through his spear.


    Still, High Priest effortlessly parried it.


    "Soul magic? I am the true master," High Priest remarked with a cold chuckle, his patience evidently wearing thin. "If you choose to resist, then you shall meet your end. While a corpse might have lesser utility, there are ways topensate."


    Several of his ns had already gone awry, and High Priest had no intention of another setback.


    This time, he was undoubtedly serious.


    An overwhelming power immobilized both Ethan and Lana Mokos, rendering them incapable of any movement, let alone the utilization of any skills.


    Is this how it ends?


    Feeling his own helplessness, anger welled up within Ethan.


    Yet, against the insurmountable power of High Priest, he and Lana Mokos were akin to worms in the soil — easily manipted and powerless to resist.


    However, even worms can bite.


    "I''ll try to break the pce''s barrier. But doing so may leave me vulnerable. Can I trust you?" Ethan mentallymunicated to Lana Mokos.


    They conversed through their consciousness, keeping their exchange unnoticed by High Priest.


    Lana Mokos paused briefly before nodding slightly in agreement.


    Thereafter, Ethan locked his gaze onto High Priest, channeling all his might into the spear, and igniting it with the Power of Thunder.


    This was the most formidable skill Ethan had discerned from the Thunder Language of Nature.


    It had the ability to condense boundless thunder, leading to an explosive release, generating a force potent enough to prate all obstacles.


    High Priest clearly hadn''t anticipated this.


    Just as he was about to reach out and execute Ethan and Lana Mokos, he was jolted by a fierce explosion.


    The pce trembled relentlessly, eventually resulting in a breach within the barrier encasing it.


    As for Ethan, he waspletely drained.


    Lana Mokos threw a nce at Ethan, who nowy on the ground.


    Without more than a moment''s hesitation, she hoisted him onto her shoulder and dashed toward the breach in the barrier.


    "Trying to flee?" High Priest discerned Lana Mokos''s intent.


    However, the violent explosion had rendered his Soul Mirage unstable, making it challenging for him to mend the barrier swiftly.


    Resorting to his trident, High Priest unleashed a shockwave in Lana Mokos''s direction.


    She sensed it but didn''t evade.


    The shockwave struck Lana Mokos squarely in the back, sending tremors through her body and inflicting excruciating pain.


    But this very shockwave also provided her with an additional thrust, propelling her speedily beyond the barrier.


    Outside the barrier, Rod, the leader, and his subordinates were guarding the pce.


    On seeing Lana Mokos emerge, Rod instantly became alert, intending to intercept her.


    Yet, before he could make a move, his head dropped to the ground, severed by several invisible space des that decimated those around him.


    This onught drained Lana Mokos''s energy reserves entirely.


    Cradling the now unconscious Ethan, Lana Mokos looked skyward, whispering softly, "Now, we shall see if the Goddess of Luck favors us."


    She activated a random space gate, which was highly unstable and copsing by the second.


    Without any hesitation, Lana Mokos, with Ethan in tow, leaped into it.


    By the time the two had entered, the space gate was nearly closed, leaving High Priest emerging just in time to glimpse a narrow slit.


    His fury intensified.


    "Return to me!" High Priest roared.


    Without hesitation, he thrust his hand deep into the fissure.


    However, in that brief moment of reaching in, the space gate vanished, and the space rift consumed the arm he had extended.


    "Damn it!" he cursed.


    "Hmph. Venturing into such a space gate, you stand no chance of survival," he said with a darkened expression.


    Losing ess to such a rare Bloodline was a significant setback.


    Still, High Priest managed to remainposed, invoking soul magic to resurrect the in leader, Rod, and hisrades.


    He then erased their prior memories, issued new orders for them to capture individuals with the special Bloodline.


    "This matter cannot be dyed any further," High Priest murmured, "I must have a worthy vessel to house my soul, or I''ll lose the privilege to enter when the Relic Battlefield fully materializes. That''s pivotal for my growth as a deity; nothing must go awry."


    Having said that, High Priest returned to the pce, letting his soul rest within the trident.


    Elsewhere, in the realm where Ethan and Lana Mokos found themselves...


    It was a battlefield.


    Countless monster corpsesy strewn across the ground, piled up like small hills.


    Among them, many individuals moved deftly, seemingly indifferent to the stench of decaying flesh, as if searching for something.


    Most rmingly, the majority of these searchers were children of seven or eight years.


    At that moment, a young boy, busy rummaging through the monster remains, seemed to discover something.


    He called out to a few other children nearby, "Come quickly! There are two people here."