Chapter 1278: Return to the Body

Chapter 1278: Return to the Body

Outside, the Demon Altar aided in strengthening, while the puppet consciousness infiltrated Lin Nuo’s mind, growing bolder with each battle, becoming exceedingly troublesome.

For most people, this scenario meant the main consciousness would inevitably suffer erosion, akin to falling into a bottomless abyss, never to return.

However, this was Lin Nuo, a person who had escaped from hell’s gates multiple times, particularly adept at countering mental torment—if he didn’t want to jump into the abyss, who could push him down?

Lin Nuo drew the Demon Sword and scraped it across his arm, dark red blood flowing out, seemingly unstoppable.

And the puppet, smelling the scent of blood, became more agitated; enhanced by the Demon Altar, its eyes bloodshot with rage, it aimed to strike Lin Nuo down with one fatal blow.

Then, accompanied by a frenzy of furious roars, it charged at Lin Nuo, raising its massive sword to cut him down, ready to take over his body!

However…

As blood flowed from his arm, a blood-soaked image of a skull appeared beneath his feet, while the wandering souls nearby swarmed over to this image.

Then, that dark red blood combined with the ethereal souls to form a massive bloody hand, swiftly grasping the puppet!

Of course, the puppet’s strong body possessed high resistance, completely unphased by this blood hand impact.

However, the blood hand didn’t physically restrain it; rather, it allowed the dark blood to seep into its body, merging with its own blood.

Spreading rapidly through the puppet’s veins!

Then those souls became the sharp instruments of torment, lurking within its meridians, their piercing howls resonating throughout the heavens.

The puppet’s hand, still gripping the great sword, completely froze, the veins on its body bulging as if the souls wanted to burst free.

In immense pain, it clenched its teeth, unable to deliver that fatal strike.

If it couldn’t strike, then Lin Nuo would.

Having lost quite a bit of blood, Lin Nuo found movement less convenient, but he still managed to pick up the nearby Demon Sword, merging the Dragon Soul with the dark red blood to form a blood dragon.

“With you, you think you can occupy my body?”

Lin Nuo coldly smirked, and in that instant, as the Sharp Sword came down, the puppet released a cry of agony, and the blood-red sky erupted with thunder as nine bolts of lightning crashed down upon the puppet.

Boom!

An explosion ensued, shaking the entire mental realm as if it were about to collapse.

“Ha, heh heh…”

Lin Nuo leaned on his sword, continuing to chuckle coldly, glancing at the wound on his arm, not planning to stop the bleeding—after all, it wouldn’t kill him.

Everything happening in the mental realm was known only to him, but if the puppet’s consciousness perished, his would return to his original body.

Meaning he would be discovered by Han Lu and the others.

However, he could still play along for a bit, at least allowing them to think it was their victory.

……

Han Lu sensed the Demon Soul Power within Lin Nuo was incredibly unstable, as if two forces were battling for dominance.

But it had settled down now.

“Hmm? It should be successful. His remaining consciousness must have been completely devoured.”

Han Lu stroked his long beard, extremely confident, just like before, thinking Lin Nuo had been controlled.

Soon, Lin Nuo opened his eyes, still soulless and expressionless, at that moment Han Lu was even more convinced that Lin Nuo was truly dead.

“Hmm, good. Next, you shall completely become our servant.”

Han Lu laughed heartily, stroking his beard as he approached Lin Nuo, raising his magic wand to carve the Handa Alliance’s mark on Lin Nuo, signifying his total submission!

“Come, at this moment you will receive the blessings of the Handa Alliance and the Demon Altar, serving the Handa Alliance for eternity, until you fall in battle!”

Just as Han Lu’s wand was about to touch Lin Nuo, unexpectedly, Lin Nuo’s eyes instantly regained color, and without a word, the Sharp Sword plunged straight into the center of Han Lu’s heart.

“You…?! How…?!”

Han Lu was stunned; how could this be? Was his consciousness not gone? How could there be such tenacity? Or had this puppet rebelled?!

“Your plan has failed, proud Demon Master.”

Lin Nuo sneered, pulling the sword out from Han Lu’s chest in one swift motion, delivering a lethal strike, leaving no chance for Han Lu to survive.

If I can’t kill you at this distance, what face do I have when I go out later?

The nearby demon masters were horrified, instantly turning into a disorganized rout—if the big boss was down, wouldn’t the minions run?!

However, many didn’t succeed in escaping, being cut down halfway.

A surge of Sacred Light rushed in; those demons couldn’t withstand it, resulting in a massive slaughter.

“You guys are back?”

Lin Nuo realized who had arrived—those two girls hadn’t run away, and dared to come back.

Truly reckless.

Well, they had the capital to be reckless, each mastering protagonist-level skills, one offensive, one defensive, unstoppable.

He couldn’t think of how they could lose.

Lin Nuo was correct; it was Luo Xiaoxue and Su Kexin who had returned.

“Senior Brother, Senior Brother, we’re here! You, you okay…?”

“Lin the Hero, we can’t just leave; we’ve come back.”

Su Kexin and Luo Xiaoxue looked into Lin Nuo’s eyes, familiar gazes filled with a sense of safety.

It’s Lin Nuo! He’s back, no longer that cold, ruthless weapon!

“Sigh, fine.”

Lin Nuo flung the sword aside and lay directly on the ground.

“Senior Brother! Senior Brother!”

Seeing the situation was dire, the two girls rushed over to check on Lin Nuo, noticing his pale face—a sign of severe exhaustion.

“Don’t make noise; let me nap for a bit.”

Lin Nuo was fatigued, slowly closing his eyes, taking a brief nap. Of course, he was only lightly dozing; if there was danger, he could wake up instantly.

This was the awareness a professional villain should have.

Well, right now, he couldn’t even be called a villain; he was doing the protagonist’s work.

Su Kexin and Luo Xiaoxue didn’t disturb him, each holding one of his hands, guarding by his side.

Mainly to feel Lin Nuo’s pulse, though weak, it wasn’t dangerously low.

Thankfully, if something were to happen, what would they do? Going back, they still had to get married; what if they became widows before getting married?

Not long after, reinforcements from the Sacred Realm had already arrived, after all, the Sacred Altar was attacked—they couldn’t just take that lying down, they had to retaliate.

“Sigh, can’t even sleep for a bit.”

Lin Nuo woke up, looking around, slowly releasing the girls’ hands before heading towards the Demon Altar.

Time to leave a parting gift for the Sacred Realm and the Handa Alliance.

A hidden bomb.

“They’re coming; let’s go.”

Lin Nuo grasped their hands again and quickly retreated from the scene, just as the forces of the Sacred Realm and the Handa Alliance arrived.

“Damn it, it’s already been tainted; it’s become a Demon Altar. The Demon Realm has really gone too far. Hmm? Why have so many of them died?”

“Must be internal conflict; let’s check the altar.”

However, when they approached, boom, it exploded.