Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost

On the second floor of the agency building, Wang Linchi gazed out at the so-called King Xuan's royal carriage.

At first glance, he spotted the leader of the Demon Suppression Alliance, King Xuan, who had ceased to look human. His entire form resembled a mountain of flesh, upon which various limbs were growing.

The individuals carrying the royal carriage weren't human either—they were the eight kings of the Demon Suppression Alliance. The kings, like King Xuan, were no longer human; there were, however, differences in their appearances. King Xuan still retained some semblance of human characteristics, whereas the eight kings had become entirely beast-like, as if they had been enslaved by King Xuan.

Setting aside their levels, their strengths are comparable to when the Fate Devil God was newly born. Wang Linchi quickly assessed the abilities of King Xuan and the eight kings. In the past, he might have struggled against them. Now that he had reached the maximum level, neither King Xuan nor the eight kings were opponents for him... or rather, for the Saint Master.

As for the surrounding Abyssal Demons, Wang Linchi didn't really take them seriously. The only creature he was wary of was that Goblin. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to go through all this trouble. Wang Linchi had not intended to resort to brute force; who would have thought that the clue would present itself?

The Saint Master acted at once. His massive figure smashed directly into the large procession. Upon entering the fray, he instantly turned one of the eight kings into pulp and crushed another into pieces. This act immediately caused immense chaos.

"The Power of Order?" King Xuan slowly opened the thousands of eyes on his mountain of flesh, exuding a terrifying aura that caused all nearby humans and Demon Suppressing Sorcerers to involuntarily kneel.

The Saint Master, however, was completely unaffected. Instead, he exuded an even more powerful aura, repelling the pressure. The six kings carrying the royal carriage were unable to bear it and, with a sickening CRACK, collapsed to the ground. If it weren't for King Xuan's immense weight forcibly holding down the royal carriage, it would have flipped over on the spot.

"A bunch of trash," King Xuan grumbled, his mountain of flesh creaking as it rose from the royal carriage; he looked just like a mobile Slime.

From the second floor of the agency building, Wang Linchi was rather speechless. A Goblin and a Slime... So, you're basically beginner mobs from a Western fantasy game, huh?

"Let me think... has your so-called Game System grown to this extent?" The mountain of flesh asked, its movements clumsy as it rose. Its weight caused the six kings beneath it to creak, looking as if they were on the verge of being crushed flat. A large amount of blood-like liquid seeped from their bodies, pooling on the ground.

The Saint Master didn't answer, instead launching a direct attack. The Dragon Talisman and Pig Talisman powerfully blasted King Xuan's mountain of flesh. King Xuan made no attempt to defend himself, allowing the fire and lasers to strike him, a strong smell of burning flesh constantly emanating from him. Meanwhile, the six kings struggled, but being pinned by King Xuan, they couldn't break free. After struggling for three minutes, they lost all signs of life.

Wang Linchi didn't underestimate King Xuan because of this. Instead, he grew more cautious. The deaths of the six kings and King Xuan's indifference clearly signified the latter's overwhelming strength.

"The temperature is tolerable, just a bit lacking," King Xuan said. Then, his massive mountain of flesh moved with a speed completely different from before. In an instant, he broke through the Saint Master's flames, numerous limbs extending outward. The Saint Master reacted immediately, attempting to evade, but he was a step too slow.

A giant hand, formed by twisted organs, slammed down on the Saint Master's head. Fortunately, thanks to Wang Linchi's game character level, the Saint Master could now exert enough power to avoid severe injury even when hit. Though he was sent skidding back, plowing a long trench in the ground, he didn't suffer much damage.

Just as Wang Linchi, seeing this, prepared to draw King Xuan's attention, he suddenly found King Xuan's gaze locked onto him.

"Found you, little ant." King Xuan's enormous body vanished in an instant. The agency building was swiftly enveloped by a looming shadow. The tremendous shadow descended—it was King Xuan.

BOOM!

The entire agency building was crushed into ruins by King Xuan. Wang Linchi, however, wasn't inside. The moment he realized King Xuan had found him, he had used a movement Skill to leave. Theoretically, he possessed power equal to the Saint Master's, but this was merely theoretical and couldn't be counted on in practice.

"You run pretty fast, little insect of Order," King Xuan complimented after landing. His voice wasn't a single sound but a chorus, as hundreds of mouths on his body spoke simultaneously.

RIP!

Before King Xuan could even finish his posturing, the Saint Master tore him in half.

King Xuan's fluctuating strength left Wang Linchi unsure how to evaluate him. When strong, his Attack Power and speed were high; when weak, his reactions slowed to an extreme. It gave Wang Linchi a very unstable feeling. He didn't know the cause, but he wasn't interested in investigating right now. Instead, he focused on killing King Xuan first.

Torn in two, King Xuan did not die. Instead, he let out an earth-shattering laugh. "Hahaha, this is the feeling! Faster, faster, or it will be too late!"

Wang Linchi didn't know what King Xuan meant by "too late," but the Saint Master was very direct. If King Xuan demanded "faster," then faster it would be, no questions asked. The mountain of flesh was continuously torn and dismembered by the Saint Master. Though many organs were shredded, they remained alive, writhing and regenerating on the ground. Eyeballs still moved, and mouths could still speak.

Ten minutes passed. Although King Xuan had been reduced to scattered pieces, he not only hadn't died but had multiplied even more.

"Hahaha, it's too late! It's already too late!" A harsh, mocking laugh rang out. Wang Linchi immediately became alert.

The next moment, he felt a slight tremor in the ground. Before he could investigate further, tendrils of flesh and blood burst from the soil, writhing incessantly.

[The level 200 Abyss Difficulty Demon Suppression Alliance is collapsing, please Player... as...soon...as...pos...sible...inves..tigate..]

The Game System sent the prompt immediately. The first half was clear, but the latter half had turned into a mass of garbled code, obviously affected by King Xuan.

"I found you!" King Xuan shrieked, a sound so ghastly it made Wang Linchi uncomfortable. The entity's power was clearly beginning to penetrate reality. Compared to the Ancient Demon God formed by the will of the previous world, this King Xuan of unknown origin was even more terrifying.

[Firewall activated. Player, please explore independently.]

After a large amount of garbled code flashed before Wang Linchi's eyes, this was the final message. This meant the Game System had completely severed its connection with his game character. He had been abandoned.

Wang Linchi's eye twitched. What in the world is happening?

Seriously? With your limited capabilities, you dared to send me to fight the BOSS? And now the BOSS has followed the trail right to my doorstep! Wang Linchi scoffed inwardly.

When facing the Ancient Demon God, the Game System had been able to manage the situation. But now, it had forcibly isolated itself behind a firewall, not daring to confront King Xuan directly.

The entire Demon Suppression Alliance region transformed into a writhing mass of flesh and blood. Abyssal Demons, Demonized Creatures, and even humans were all fused together, some resembling flesh buds, others like skeletal structures. Only Wang Linchi and the Saint Master remained, sticking out like sore thumbs.

Things are developing in a terrible direction... Wang Linchi felt this was truly a desperate situation. He wondered if his Luck could help him deal with King Xuan.

The current King Xuan was indeed too busy to bother with him, instead furiously attacking the Game System, trying to breach its firewall. Wang Linchi watched as the firewall, constructed from countless numerical codes formed by the Power of Order, developed terrifying breaches under King Xuan's assault. If those attacks landed on him, he would die instantly. The effects of the Cards? Those were merely derivatives of the Power of Order. King Xuan could shatter even the Power of Order itself, let alone the derived Cards.

I shouldn't be this unlucky, Wang Linchi thought, his gaze falling on a distant point. It was the center of King Xuan's city, where an absurd-looking palace stood.

"Let's go there!" Wang Linchi declared, deciding to gamble instead of giving up.

The entire instance had transformed into a grotesque landscape, yet this palace, like Wang Linchi, seemed out of place. Perhaps the palace was even more dangerous, but staying here meant certain death. He might as well take the gamble.

Wang Linchi didn't know if the Game System's firewall could withstand King Xuan's attacks. But whether King Xuan succeeded or failed, he would inevitably come to settle accounts with a small fry like Wang Linchi afterward. He might as well make a desperate move himself; perhaps there was a slim chance of survival hidden in the palace. Like the Goblin mentioned by the Ancient Demon God, the will of the previous world.

The Saint Master brought Wang Linchi with him as he charged forward, expertly dodging the limbs extending from King Xuan. These limbs seemed to lack consciousness, drifting aimlessly, allowing the Saint Master to anticipate their movements and evade them in advance.