The barbarian and his companions, who were actually two white-tiger face orcs, looked at the barbarian with incredulous expressions.
"Did you break the Spiritual Star Tracker, Captain?" The white tiger orc with a rune symbol below his left eye asked. The barbarian retorted, "How the hell did I break it when I didn't even do anything? Did you see me fiddling with it on our way here?"
"Then could it be the person with the legendary key is already out of its range?" The second orc made a guess, which was the only explanation that I could think of.
The barbarian didn't retort this time since he knew this Spiritual Star Tracker had a limited range. They were searching for legendary keys in this area when it reacted all of a sudden, and now the single was completely gone, but this matter still irked him for some reason.
"We were very close to this person, but he suddenly disappeared. The only possible explanation is that this person with the legendary key sensed our presence and used a teleportation treasure to teleport over 100,000 miles away from the Spiritual Star Tracker range. The legendary key can't be stored in any special treasure or hidden by any means.
"Since those bumpkins from backwater lesser galaxies are not capable of possessing such treasures, it's safe to assume that someone from our competitor had already gotten his hands on the legendary key. Let's report it to the little boss!" The barbarian solemnly stated. He was about to control the bear-like beast when suddenly it trembled. The next moment, blood started to trickle down from its eyes and mouth before its massive body started to fall.
The barbarian and his companions were shocked as they quickly jumped off the beast and landed on the ground with incredulous expressions on their faces as they watched the beast drop to the side while its blood gushed out from its eyes and mouth uncontrollably; it was deader than dead!
"Who?!" The barbarian was instantly alarmed as a bone spear appeared in his hand, and he took his fighting stance. His two orc companions weren't any different.
They all knew the path of legend was riddled with mysterious dangers, and all kinds of entities existed in this place. This forest was also a dangerous place filled with unknown beasts.
At this moment, the Spiritual Star Tracker in the barbarian's hand was suddenly enveloped by a powerful force, escaped from his grip, and slid to his left.
Before they could react, "Very interesting…" A spectral voice filled with chilly coldness rang at this moment, and a mountainous pressure suddenly descended on the three.
They were horrified to find themselves completely immobilized under this horrifying pressure, and even their minds seemed to be affected by it. Furthermore, the barbarian instantly thought about something as he found this pressure familiar, and that realization brought him even more dread, as he didn't dare believe it.
'How could this kind of existence in this part of Path of Legend!?' He thought as he tried to remain conscious under this pressure, and he stopped himself from kneeling down. But his companions weren't like him. They were only able to endure for a second before they dropped to their knees while panting heavily.
At this moment, a two-meter-tall figure wearing a dark windbreaker and a hood walked in front of them. Two dim white flames burned under the darkness of his hood, making him appear extremely eerie. After Jacob heard their little conversation, his interest in this Spiritual Star Tracker was piqued. When he saw them about to leave, he had no choice but to make them stay. It was also an opportunity to test his advanced prowess.
When he tried to use his blood manipulation on that quasi-legend beast, he was surprised when he found there was very little resistance, unlike before when he could only manipulate the blood of an ordinary, unique rank.
So, without hesitation, he directly changed the flow of the beast's blood and made him die without even touching it, and the beast was simply unable to resist his control over its own blood.
He could've done the same thing with these three, but then he decided to test his soul force, and the results were right in front of him. They were completely immobilized under the pressure of his soul force, and he wasn't even releasing it up to 100% yet.
He could guess that if he had used 100% of his soul force pressure on them, they would've turned into blood paste. Nonetheless, Jacob was extremely content with this small test and had some idea of where he stood with his current prowess.
The barbarian felt a chill running down his spine when he saw the hooded figure stop in front of them, and he wanted to plead for his life, but the pressure was simply too great that he couldn't even open his mouth.
Jacob also didn't intend to ask them any questions; he simply issued a command, "He's yours."
The barbarian was startled, and the next moment, a tiny dark creature appeared beside his ear before it bolted into his head; he had no idea his death was already inevitable.
Jacob then looked towards those two orcs and decided to try something since it would take some time for Autarch to finish off the quasi-legend rank barbarian. Jacob focused on one of the orcs, and his flaming eyes flicked, and the next moment, the orc's head suddenly blew up like a balloon, creating a bloody scene. Not only that, the orc's blood wasn't splashed but condensed in a glob before all of his blood was out of his body, and his headless corpse looked like a dry tree branch.
While the barbarian and remaining orc were trembling in despair, Jacob was elated because he didn't use his blood manipulation at this moment; he did all of this with his soul force!
It wasn't like he never tried to do the same thing before, but he was limited by the amount of soul force he had previously. But now, his soul force was like a vast lake compared to his previous soul force, which was like a small cup.
Furthermore, he could feel that his control over his soul was far more precise and efficient now because of his spiritual nebula. Jacob also discovered another reason for his overwhelming control over his soul force which was none other than his Cursed Heart!
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After Jacob heard their little conversation, his interest in this Spiritual Star Tracker was piqued. When he saw them about to leave, he had no choice but to make them stay. It was also an opportunity to test his advanced prowess.
When he tried to use his blood manipulation on that quasi-legend beast, he was surprised when he found there was very little resistance, unlike before when he could only manipulate the blood of an ordinary, unique rank.
So, without hesitation, he directly changed the flow of the beast's blood and made him die without even touching it, and the beast was simply unable to resist his control over its own blood.
He could've done the same thing with these three, but then he decided to test his soul force, and the results were right in front of him. They were completely immobilized under the pressure of his soul force, and he wasn't even releasing it up to 100% yet.
He could guess that if he had used 100% of his soul force pressure on them, they would've turned into blood paste. Nonetheless, Jacob was extremely content with this small test and had some idea of where he stood with his current prowess.
The barbarian felt a chill running down his spine when he saw the hooded figure stop in front of them, and he wanted to plead for his life, but the pressure was simply too great that he couldn't even open his mouth.
Jacob also didn't intend to ask them any questions; he simply issued a command, "He's yours."
The barbarian was startled, and the next moment, a tiny dark creature appeared beside his ear before it bolted into his head; he had no idea his death was already inevitable.
Jacob then looked towards those two orcs and decided to try something since it would take some time for Autarch to finish off the quasi-legend rank barbarian. Jacob focused on one of the orcs, and his flaming eyes flicked, and the next moment, the orc's head suddenly blew up like a balloon, creating a bloody scene. Not only that, the orc's blood wasn't splashed but condensed in a glob before all of his blood was out of his body, and his headless corpse looked like a dry tree branch.
While the barbarian and remaining orc were trembling in despair, Jacob was elated because he didn't use his blood manipulation at this moment; he did all of this with his soul force!
It wasn't like he never tried to do the same thing before, but he was limited by the amount of soul force he had previously. But now, his soul force was like a vast lake compared to his previous soul force, which was like a small cup.
Furthermore, he could feel that his control over his soul was far more precise and efficient now because of his spiritual nebula. Jacob also discovered another reason for his overwhelming control over his soul force which was none other than his Cursed Heart!