hotmtlnovel Chapter 588 The Troublesome Nature of the Soul Devourer Sphere!
Chapter 588 The Troublesome Nature of the Soul Devourer Sphere!
as the soul devourer sphere's gravitational pull grew stronger, no matter how fiercely the silver moon wolf god's soul struggled, it gradually lost the ability to resist. the soul was pulled directly into the interior of the soul devourer sphere.
without pause, the soul devourer sphere immediately began to refine the silver moon wolf god's soul. an intangible fire of purgatory quickly enveloped the entire soul.
the silver moon wolf god let out a horrific, despairing scream. in that moment, he felt as though his very soul was dissolving. the terrifying fire of purgatory directly affected his soul, and he had no means to resist.
at that instant, his entire divine soul writhed and struggled like a fish thrown into a hot pan, instinctively thrashing and convulsing. the soul devourer sphere trembled as his soul continued to batter against it, wracked with pain.
in comparison to merely absorbing a soul, the backlash from refining a soul was far more intense. sterl felt wave after wave of impact, like crashing ocean waves, relentlessly slamming into his soul, trying to shatter and tear it apart!
"pfft..."
sterl's body shuddered, and he couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood. a sharp pain shot through his mind, as though a hand had plunged into his brain and was stirring it violently.
"this soul devourer sphere couldn't have been created by some powerful entity specifically to screw people over, right?"
sterl began to seriously question the intention behind the creation of the soul devourer sphere. this thing wasn't meant for use by anyone, was it?
he even suspected that, even for someone with powerful divine power or an even stronger being, if they were to absorb and refine the soul of a high-tier god without preparation, they would still suffer significant damage. it might even lead to catastrophic injury on the spot.
by this logic, the costs involved in using this device far outweighed any potential rewards.
as he thought about it, he began to understand why the creator of orichalcum—the legendary, great god—had left this artifact behind.
perhaps it wasn't that the soul devourer sphere was useless to the creator, but that the price of using it was simply too steep for anyone to bear!
even with sterl's soul strength, resisting this refining process was proving so difficult that he couldn't help but imagine how any high-tier god would be instantly destroyed by the backlash. their soul would likely be eradicated in an instant, unable to be reborn.
sterl took a deep breath, his teeth grinding, as he bore the pain of the backlash from refining the silver moon wolf god's soul.
he also realized another problem: during the process of absorbing and refining the soul, he couldn't use his soul power to heal or recover.
he had already attempted it before. the moment he began absorbing soul power, he would endure an overwhelming shockwave of backlash. though it only lasted an instant, the force was almost several times stronger than the backlash from refining a soul.
if one blindly absorbed soul power, the resulting backlash would instantly tear apart a soul already battered and damaged, reducing it to dust!
in other words, unless your soul strength was near invincible, you could not rely on any soul power to recover during the process of absorbing and refining a soul. you would have to endure it by sheer force of will.
and if your soul was already strong enough to easily bear the backlash, then you wouldn't need to recover using soul power.
sterl remained silent, merely watching him calmly. a flicker of pity appeared in his eyes.
the pain the silver moon wolf god was enduring was at least several dozen times more intense than his own. yet, despite the extreme suffering, he had not yet shattered mentally. his willpower was formidable.
however, pity and mercy for the enemy are cruelty to oneself. sterl did not stop the refining process of the soul devourer sphere.
moreover, once the soul devourer sphere began absorbing and refining a soul, it could not be halted—not for the souls being refined, and not even for him.
if the bearer cannot withstand it, then there is only one path left: death. your next chapter awaits on empire
that's why he had speculated that the creator of the soul devourer sphere might not be exactly as described. perhaps the creator of the orichalcum kingdom had altered it somehow. as for the creator's true intentions... that remained unknown.
more than ten seconds passed, and the cursing gradually faded, replaced by desperate cries and pleas for mercy.
"hades, kill me! just kill me!
i was wrong. i shouldn't have made a move against you, i shouldn't have opposed you. it was all my fault, all of it! please, have mercy on me, give me a quick death!"
"i can't take it anymore! i beg you, great hades, please spare me!"
"i swear on my soul, if you spare me, i will serve you for the rest of my life! i'll be your dog, i'll do whatever you ask, just please let me go!
no, wait—i'll be your watch dog! isn't that what you wanted? i'll do it! i'll do it! just let me go, i swear, i'll be loyal!"
the silver moon wolf god's soul had dwindled to about one-tenth of its original size. now, it curled up, struggling to rise, tears streaming down its face as it sobbed and grovelled before sterl, its appearance so pitiful it could scarcely be believed.
sterl gazed at him, his expression complex. he knew that the silver moon wolf god's mental will had completely shattered. the once powerful, cruel, noble, and mighty silver moon wolf god was now gone. all that remained was a dog that only had instinct left to cling to.
seeing the once lofty upper god, now kneeling in front of him, stripped of all dignity and reduced to the level of a dog, sterl felt no satisfaction or joy. instead, he was filled with a certain melancholy.
however, the process of the soul devourer sphere was irreversible, and the speed of its soul refinement was beyond sterl's control.
if, at the beginning, the silver moon wolf god had willingly submitted to him, sterl would have gladly accepted. but now... only a fragment of a soul remained, with no further value except for being refined into soul power.
as the saying goes, it's only when you see the coffin that you'll cry. the silver moon wolf god, before this moment, had never endured the agony of his soul being refined. even with a knife at his throat, he would never have bowed to sterl.
it's simply the unpredictability of fate. silver moon wolf god would have never imagined that his end would come in this way.
a few more seconds passed, and the silver moon wolf god's cries became faint, his soul's essence now reduced to a mere wisp. even if he somehow escaped, there would be no chance of revival.
in the next instant, the last trace of his soul was refined, and the silver moon wolf god completely vanished from this world, leaving no trace behind.