assistirfilmes Chapter 622 Perfect Counter! Will of Hell's Flattery?
Chapter 622 Perfect Counter! Will of Hell's Flattery?
whoever stood in his way, whatever dared to obstruct him, would be utterly destroyed amidst agonizing wails.
without a moment's hesitation, sterl activated the third ability of the soul prison's eerie eyes—phantom purgatory!
the motherform was undeniably powerful, equipped with extraordinary regenerative abilities. knowing this, sterl had no intention of engaging it head-on. any slight misstep, and contact with that mysterious gray energy could lead to disastrous consequences.
although the motherform's soul was immense and complex, sterl wasn't worried—it was unlikely to withstand the searing fires of the purgatory space!
at that moment, his eyes turned deep and unfathomable, as though a mysterious black hole had begun swirling within them.
meanwhile, the motherform's attack had completed its charge. the hammer, brimming with destructive power, came crashing down toward the stellar barrier surrounding sterl.
but in the very next instant—
the motherform's movement froze abruptly. the terrifying aura emanating from it vanished, and even the ominous gray mist dissipated into silence.
through his soul vision, sterl could see a massive, tangled soul rapidly detaching from the motherform's body. above sterl's head, a colossal black hole vortex had appeared, radiating an overwhelming pull that violently dragged at the motherform's soul.
deep within the vortex, a shadowy, colossal entity loomed. its immense body was riddled with countless twisted faces, some laughing, some weeping in eternal torment. the monstrous figure slowly opened its abyss-like maw, revealing a terrifyingly gaping mouth. then, with a single, chilling inhale—
the motherform's struggling soul froze. the next moment, it was forcibly torn away and pulled into the purgatory space.
it all happened in an instant, so fast that even sterl couldn't fully comprehend the details of what transpired.
inside the purgatory space, the soulforge fire, which specialized in incinerating souls, enveloped the motherform's colossal spirit in an instant. the soul let out an ear-piercing scream as its essence began to contort and twist rapidly.
at the same time, thick, jagged soul thorns emerged from the purgatory space, brutally piercing into the motherform's soul.
its struggles ceased abruptly. the once massive and bloated soul began to disintegrate rapidly.
in just a single second, the motherform's soul had been reduced to half its original size. it was as if some fundamental balance or rule had been shattered, causing it to collapse in on itself.
then, the black hole within the purgatory space opened once more and, with a violent expulsion, ejected the disintegrating soul back into the physical world.
when the motherform's soul returned to its body, the once menacing and seemingly unstoppable creature, poised to crush sterl under its relentless might, abruptly exploded—half of its massive body detonating in an instant!
a torrent of silvery-white secretions sprayed outward, scattering into the void. yet, within moments, the once-lustrous liquid lost all its brilliance and color, dripping lifelessly into the massive abyss below.
sterl, still reeling from what had just transpired, stared at the collapsing motherform before him, a look of confusion etched on his face.
"what just happened?" he muttered, perplexed.
recalling the events that had unfolded within the purgatory space, sterl couldn't make sense of the scene. for safety's sake, he had only activated phantom purgatory for a single second. yet, in that fleeting moment, what should have been the motherform's solitary soul in the purgatory space had inexplicably split into hundreds of millions of separate entities.
although the majority of the motherform's soul had already been absorbed into his purgatory space, the souls still lingering within the motherform amounted to several million—an undeniably valuable asset.
just as sterl prepared to activate soul prison's eerie eyes again, intent on harvesting and sealing the remaining souls, a wave of information from hell itself surged into his consciousness.
he hesitated momentarily, his actions pausing. after a long moment of contemplation, a reluctant scowl formed on his face, and he dismissed the idea. discover stories at empire
the message from the will of hell wasn't a direct communication but an indistinct expression of emotion and intent—a vague sensation of flattery or appeasement.
after some consideration, sterl decided to relinquish the remaining souls.
after all, his purpose in coming here had been to assist hell. if he ended up devouring all the souls of this layer of hell, he wouldn't be any different from the invaders he was fighting against.
moreover, sterl had begun to grasp a deeper understanding of the relationship between living beings and the worlds they inhabited. by taking everything for himself, he would disrupt that delicate balance, creating more harm than good in the long run.
if the living beings of a world are completely annihilated, leaving no souls behind, that world will gradually lose its ability to sustain reincarnation and the natural cycles of existence. over time, it will fall into silence, ultimately becoming a lifeless wasteland.
when a world becomes a barren, dead land, its world will inevitably perishes as well.
if sterl truly intended to forcibly devour the motherform's remaining souls, not only would he likely forfeit any chance of gaining further authority within hell, but he might also provoke backlash and resistance from hell itself—a consequence sterl had no desire to face.
by stepping back now, however, the will of hell would likely turn a blind eye to the millions of souls sterl had already claimed for himself. after all, even in salvation, losses were inevitable. sacrifices were a natural part of war, though the scale of this particular "sacrifice" was indeed extraordinary.
there was another factor weighing on sterl's mind. these strange creatures were immensely powerful, and if he killed them outright, there was a chance their essence or energy signature could be detected by their creators or allies. that, in turn, might result in relentless pursuit—a scenario he had no intention of risking.
"heh, i'm giving you a lot of leeway here," sterl murmured, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. "let's see what you'll offer me as compensation."
if the will of hell's recompense failed to satisfy him, sterl wasn't above taking what he wanted. in that case, perhaps he'd consume the souls of not just one layer, but seven, eight, or even nine layers of hell—depending entirely on his mood.
turning his attention back to the motherform, sterl observed its deteriorating state.
as the collapse of its soul intensified, the motherform's ability to control its physical form faltered entirely. its once-imposing combat-ready body dissolved, reverting to the grotesque, worm-like appearance it had displayed earlier.
however, compared to before, the creature was now a mere shadow of its former self, barely ten meters in length and continuing to shrink further, like a dehydrated plant withering away.
"tut, tut, tut. who would've thought that a being so near-perfect in every aspect would have such a fatal weakness?" sterl remarked, shaking his head in mock pity.
what he didn't realize, however, was that the motherform's true strength lay not in its physical form but in its soul. its misfortune was in encountering someone like sterl—a rare outlier whose soulforge fire could envelop and annihilate every soul unit simultaneously. the resulting damage far exceeded what any single-target soul attack could inflict.
if sterl had used a different soul-based ability, such as soul absorption, it wouldn't have been nearly as effective against the motherform.
in the end, it wasn't that the motherform was weak; it was simply that sterl's abilities were the perfect counter.
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