Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

Looking at the mutant Demon Tribe member speaking eloquently in front of him, Feyler felt dizzy and saw stars, he opened his mouth wide, gasping like a fish out of water, until two footsteps approached from afar.

”Is this the target?”

”That’s right, the rest is up to you, I need to return quickly to the team, this identity as Yu must not be easily relinquished.”

Yu’s voice sounded, followed by the departure of Yu’s footsteps, and shortly after, two identical shadows appeared in Feyler’s view.

”Hu... humans?”

Feyler looked in disbelief at the two short creatures in front of him, until the two people with identical appearances exchanged smiles and nodded.

”You...”

Before he could finish speaking, the two Wen Yus stood on either side of Feyler, simultaneously reaching out their right hands to touch the top of Feyler’s head.

Soul power exploded immediately, it pierced through Feyler’s skin, deep into the flesh, spread into the bones, and finally touched the soul!

With the strength of Wen Yu’s two carbon copies, handling Level 5 Feyler was no trouble at all...

However, this time Wen Yu intended to do much more than just ”handle” him. As the soul power became increasingly violent, Feyler’s life force continued to diminish until he was on the brink of death, when one Wen Yu finally spoke.

”Found it! Legas’s bloodline imprint!”

The other Wen Yu followed up swiftly.

”Legas himself is too powerful, directly cursing him to death is not feasible, but we weren’t targeting Legas himself anyway, so let’s proceed with the original plan and focus on Legas’s eldest son instead.”

”That genius from the Ancient Demon Tribe named Lei Si... hailed as Legas’s successor after a millennium, what a pity, born to such a lovelorn father, unlucky for him.”

After speaking, two ferocious soul energies had already shot far away through Feyler’s bloodline imprint!

...

Demon Clan Army, war room.

As Legas’s eldest son, and apparently Legas’s sole heir, Lei Si’s resources were worlds apart from those of his brother Feyler.

Upon reaching adulthood, he was immediately assigned an important role in the Demon Clan Army, adorned entirely with powerful skills and weapons handpicked by his father. His Level 10 Limit Breakthrough Level power, combined with his own remarkable abilities, Lei Si was absolutely the leader among the younger generation of the Demon Tribe.

At this moment, Lei Si stood confidently on the podium, outlining his strategic plans, occasionally glancing downwards.

There, his father listened to his presentation with a smile.

Nothing could make him prouder than presenting his prideful achievements before his father, the person he so admired.

”According to intelligence, the current Commander-in-Chief of Yanjing, Wen Yu...”

”Um... Wen Yu...”

As he spoke, Lei Si began to feel a strange change in his body.

First, his blood rushed to his head, like molten lava, instantly depriving him of all ability to think, he could only repeat the words ”Wen Yu,” his eyes gradually filling with blood vessels.

The bizarre scene prompted chaos among the audience below, seeing this, Legas stood straight up from his chair, his not particularly tall figure at the moment seemed like a mountain, imposing in front of everyone.

”Quiet!”

Once he had calmed the noisy environment, Legas raised his legs and walked straight to the podium, however, upon reaching Lei Si’s side, he was startled to see the head of his most valued son swelling, as if turning into a balloon about to explode.

With a ”bang,”

Lei Si’s head burst instantly, red and black sprayed across the ground.

The protective power emanating from his body isolated the debris but couldn’t isolate Legas’s shocked eyes.

He just watched Lei Si’s body fall to the ground, letting panic and chaos spread.

The many Demon Fiends in the audience watched as the aura on Legas grew stronger and stronger, until finally, they shrieked and attempted to flee the place, until yet another loud noise echoed through the heavens!

In an instant, the entire Demon Clan Army was razed to the ground by Legas.

...

”Lei Si’s bloodline imprint is gone, but Feyler’s bloodline imprint remains, hmm, there’s some discrepancy with the variant application of our anticipated Soul Abiogenetic Creation Skill—bloodline curse.”

One Wen Yu spoke, looking at the rapidly breathing, seemingly dying Feyler beside him.

The other Wen Yu also had a malicious gleam in his eyes, he smiled as he looked at Feyler, moments later, he raised his right hand again.

The material hasn’t died... proving that the bloodline imprint hasn’t vanished...

So the bloodline curse still has room to continue.

With the Dream becomes Reality Skill System taking effect, Feyler, who was previously tormented to near-death by the bloodline curse, once again returned to a state of vigor, a mysterious sense between bloodlines seemed to alert Feyler to something significant happening within him.

He struggled to escape the clutches of the Wen Yus, only to face a second bloodline curse.

This is how the individual known as ”Wen Yu” interprets kinship.

In some way, this sentiment, which could be called the world’s greatest, is indeed very useful.

...

Legas went mad, enraged.

Watching his eldest son, his successor, die before his eyes, was not an experience he could easily discard.

After demolishing the iconic structure of the Demon Clan Army in his fury, Legas still hadn’t recovered, his forehead bulged with veins, blood-red eyes sought the next worthy target to destroy.

Until a silhouette, moving at the speed of light, traversed space and landed beside Legas.

”Calm down!”

A simple sentence forced Legas to inhale, he compelled himself to escape his rage and turned to the newcomer.

”Godfather...”

The word ’godfather’ was spoken unwillingly by Legas, awkwardly.

”Calm down, I understand Lei Si’s death is hard for you to accept, but the dead cannot be revived, so my condolences.”

Philip’s tone was calm—he was genuinely calm, after all, it wasn’t his own child who died...

Hearing this, Legas begrudgingly ”calmed” down, he took a deep breath and turned to Lei Si’s corpse—he hadn’t completely lost his sanity in his rage.

”A form of remote curse, the perpetrator’s power is quite formidable, probably not inferior to yours, maybe even stronger.”

Legas didn’t find any clues even after examining for a while, it was Philip who took a couple of glances and then made his deduction.

”So, the scope of suspects has significantly shrunk, hasn’t it?”

Legas feigned calmness, eliciting a frown from Philip.