"Ugh!"
Sensing the abnormality within his body, Silas's expression changed slightly.
That pale left hand contained an invisible force that tightly grasped something inside him.
Extending his gaze forward, Silas saw the owner of this hand.
She looked at Silas with a smile on her face. She resembled Kate but wasn't exactly like her.
For instance, she no longer had that bulky physique, and the scars on her face were gone, making her considerably more attractive.
For instance, she had set that greatsword on the ground, her hands completely empty.
And for instance, the spirituality surging from her body was far more abundant than her earlier state.
That wasn't the scale of spirituality a Sequence 5 should possess.
The entire tomb passage seemed to tremble because of her presence.
Silas felt the Shepherd potion inside him screaming out, warning him that this lamb was beyond his ability to handle!
"She's not Sequence 5! She's a Sequence 4 demigod!"
Sharron's shout seemed to come from very far away, ethereal and hazy.
Sequence 4!
A demigod!
Silas could no longer see anything else. His vision was filled only with that smiling face and her words:
"You seem a bit different. It actually took me this many attempts to succeed."
Succeed? Succeed at what?
Silas instinctively sensed intense malice from her words.
Something inside his body was being stripped away bit by bit following the movements of her left hand.
No!
He couldn't let her succeed!
Silas's eyes focused as he began attempting to resist this force, using his own spirituality to hold onto that part of himself and pull it back.
Then he suddenly froze.
What was I about to do just now?
In that instant, Silas forgot something again.
This brief moment of confusion was extremely fatal.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, that invisible force suddenly increased, then forcibly extracted something from within Silas!
"Boom!"
Silas's body shook violently as he felt an unprecedented emptiness.
Soon, he understood the source of this emptiness.
His Shepherd ability had disappeared!
The lambs inside his body became impossible to control, and his own suppression over them vanished.
These souls began wailing in agony, acting without restraint, rampaging wildly inside him, impacting his body and soul!
"Bang!"
That was the sound of an explosion inside his body. The souls instinctively sought physical form, competing with him for possession!
Silas trembled.
Every part of his body had become a battlefield.
Among them, Mr. A's hatred-filled soul was especially powerful and crazed, constantly tearing at his flesh, causing his body to disintegrate!
Opposite him, the demigod closed her eyes slightly, as if sensing how the "Shepherd" ability worked.
Then she opened her eyes and looked at Silas with interest, observing the process of his physical collapse.
Her eyes stared at Silas without blinking until a woman's figure abruptly emerged in her pupils: black court dress, indifferent expression, lips pressed together slightly, as if suppressing intense inner emotions.
Sharron, "Wraith Possession"!
"Heh."
The female demigod let out a contemptuous snort.
Under Sharron's desperate control, her body became stiff, yet she could still move slowly.
She raised her hand and lightly patted her head, forcibly expelling Sharron, who fell to the ground.
Her body became solid, no longer in its previous ethereal state, but her delicate face grew even paler, even worse than when she was still in spirit form.
"Who exactly are you?"
Sharron stared at this demigod and asked.
"Just the descendant of a fallen family."
The other party said calmly, though her facial expression carried obvious pride.
"You're clearly a demigod.
Why would you hide your identity like this and disguise yourself as a Sequence 5?"
This was Sharron's biggest question.
Having already reached Sequence 4, she could have explored the tomb by herself, yet she insisted on disguising herself as a female warrior, waited until her goal was achieved, then eliminated her teammates. It was truly incomprehensible!
"Sorry, but this is Amon's tomb after all."
The female demigod said lightly, "In such a dangerous place, I naturally hoped as many people would come as possible.
However, while I wanted you all to share the risks with me, I wasn't willing to share the rewards, so I had no choice but to ask you all to die."
"..."
Sharron said nothing more. She simply stared at this demigod with cold eyes.
"Stop looking at me. Look at your friend instead."
The female demigod completely ignored her gaze, simply pointing at Silas.
"Do you know? Even among all Beyonders, the Shepherd's abilities are among the most powerful.
However, they happen to be countered by us of the Marauder pathway."
"See? When their 'Shepherd' ability is stolen, they'll lose control due to the backlash from the souls inside them. Watch carefully; such a scene isn't common..."
The demigod said this.
Sure enough, just as she described, Silas's body gradually collapsed, eventually transforming into a writhing mass of flesh and blood.
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Silas had fallen into madness and chaos.
The souls inside his body were no longer under control.
The lambs' consciousnesses surged up, flooding his mind, transmitting all their extreme emotions of pain, despair, anger, and more to Silas.
"A body, I need a body!"
"Stop this, let me disappear. I don't want to suffer like this anymore..."
"Damn you, Silas! For the Lord's sake, go die!"
Their cries echoed endlessly in Silas's mind.
Silas watched as these souls, running wild everywhere, flew toward his heart.
There, his sister's soul was being tightly protected by flesh and blood.
"Bang!"
A soul crashed into the flesh, and the impact made him feel intense pain as the flesh scattered!
This can't go on!
"M!"
Silas immediately shouted.
That idiot who usually appeared from time to time saying this and that wasn't showing up at this critical moment!
He needed to use the Spectator pathway's abilities to suppress these souls.
At the very least, he had to protect Cecilia...
"I'm here."
Following Silas's call, the red-haired, golden-eyed M manifested.
However, she didn't look to be in very good condition either, appearing extremely ethereal and flickering like a faulty lightbulb.
"Sorry, I got played by that demigod."
She said this, her voice fluctuating in volume, barely reaching Silas's ears.
"The help I can provide you now is limited..."
"Hurry up! Stop talking!"
Silas curtly interrupted her, telling her to get on with it.
M thrust both hands into his chest, grabbing those wandering souls while releasing soothing fluctuations.
The originally restless lambs gradually calmed down. M especially used "Soothe" on Mr. A multiple times, making that guy become listless without any will to resist.
"This state can only last three minutes. You must reclaim the 'Shepherd' ability before then..."
The moment M finished saying this to Silas, her body disappeared with a "pop."