This Spiritual Energy is Lethal!

Chapter 74: Chapter 074: The Forbidden Demon Seed

The Knight, clad in heavy armor, continued his relentless approach, determined not to cease until Chen Ke lay dead.

Chen Ke was acutely aware of this and cautiously circled the Knight, intent on spending some time to discern what kind of attack the Knight would launch.

The Knight wielded his sharp double-edged axe with a slow and heavy hand, launching attacks in various trajectories toward Chen Ke. Through his observations, Chen Ke could tell that this Knight was not like the swordsmen upstairs.

If the swordsmen’s every move felt somewhat disjointed, then this axe-wielding Knight could be described as flowing like water.

After each strike, he seamlessly transitioned into another technique and smoothly retrieved his weapon. Combined with his massive tower shield, Chen Ke found hardly any opportunity to land a blow.

It wasn’t that there were no chances at all, but the overwhelming sense of oppression made Chen Ke too wary to act rashly, fearing that a single misstep would result in being cleaved in two by the axe.

Because he didn’t know what the Knight would do next after retracting his weapon, likely leaving Chen Ke in a dire situation.

Chen Ke realized he was completely caught in the Knight’s rhythm, forced to keep dodging and maneuvering to avoid cornering himself against a wall.

Opportunities had to be created! To defend passively would only lead to being dragged to death, Chen Ke clenched his teeth, a dangerous idea forming in his mind.

As the Knight slammed his axe down once more, Chen Ke sidestepped to avoid it, then quickly advanced a step and snapped his fingers at the Knight’s hand gripping the axe.

“Boom!”

Three hours’ worth of Spiritual Energy burst forth!

Invisible, powerful force erupted before Chen Ke, so immense that even the fully armored Knight was pushed back, half toppling over, staggering a step before barely regaining his footing.

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Seizing the moment, Chen Ke raised the Van Hede straight sword, just one second, just this one second, and you’re dead!

But as he prepared to attack, he suddenly found he had nowhere to strike.

The Knight’s armor was too formidable, with no gaps at the joints or seams where Chen Ke could thrust his sword.

The chance passed in a flash, and the Knight quickly regained his stance. Chen Ke took several steps back to widen the gap, forced to seek another opening.

Now aware of Chen Ke’s tactics, the Knight changed his strategy, no longer focusing on heavy chops but instead on wide, sweeping attacks.

The massive axe blade shattered the decorative knight armors lining the corridor walls, while the Knight continued to sweep, pushing Chen Ke toward a corner.

Chen Ke kept looking for weaknesses in the Knight’s armor, finally setting his sight on the helmet. On the full-face helmet’s visor, there was a slit just large enough to fit a sword through.

That settled it.

Waiting for the right moment, when the axe swung again, Chen Ke leaped and landed in front of the Knight, snapping his fingers against the Knight’s shield.

This time, it was five hours’ worth of Spiritual Energy unleashed!

With a clang, the Knight’s shield flew out of his hand, crashing into the wall beside them, and the Knight himself was sent tumbling to the ground by the sheer force.

Chen Ke stepped onto the Knight’s shoulder, left hand on the hilt, right hand outstretched against the pommel, driving the blade into the slit of the Knight’s helmet visor.

“Hiss!”

The sound of metal piercing flesh and the resistance felt through the hilt arrived simultaneously, as black blood gushed from the visor’s slit.

The continuous murderous aura from the battle restored Chen Ke’s life force to a full value of 10 hours. He pressed his palm harder, angling the blade toward the Knight’s neck, pushing until the Knight moved no more.

“Hisss…”

Chen Ke pulled out his longsword and kicked the knight’s corpse to the ground before staring at it for a while.

Blue light points began to form on the body of the knight.

It burst!

Chen Ke’s lips curled slightly upward; his desperate battle had paid off.

He immediately converted the light points into Holy Relics diamonds, then tucked them into his backpack. It was time to see what lay behind in the room guarded by the knight.

Chen Ke stepped over the remains of the wooden door and into the room, only to discover it resembled a classroom of sorts.

Of course, this was no ordinary classroom but appeared to be a special room designed for secret gatherings. The interior was exquisitely decorated, with dozens of high-end orange-yellow seats arranged in a fan shape along the aisles, facing a small lectern.

On the seats sat a dozen or so charred skeletons, while the skeleton on the lectern emitted a faint blue glow.

Hmm… It was quite similar to the situation with Giles in the library; it might provide knowledge again.

Chen Ke walked over and slowly reached out towards the skeleton radiating blue light when a sudden influx of memories flooded his brain!

…

“The Seal of Binding is now on the verge of breaking, and we need to forge a new prison to detain the Demon Seed,” the voice dropped off, and Nylonde looked at the priests sitting upright below, some whispering to each other, some remaining silent.

“We are still investigating the connection between the dark plague and Faralis, with no evidence or signs yet to show…” came a voice of a priest from a corner.

“Enough! The dark plague erodes our homeland, and the Demon Seed is the origin of the disease. This is the will of the Pope and has also been approved by His Majesty Van Hede,” Nylonde reiterated.

No one spoke again.

“The Pope has bestowed upon us the mission to seal the Demon Seed, and we will fulfill this duty. A Demon Seed is a Demon Seed, no matter what her previous identity was; from the moment of being sealed, she becomes a burden to the entire kingdom,” Nylonde declared and then took out a gem-encrusted key.

“I will personally supervise today’s sealing ceremony. Black Ring, forever endure!” Nylonde crossed his arms over his chest and bowed his head slightly.

“Black Ring, forever endure,” the priests also bowed their heads, but their voices carried a hint of reluctance.

…

Chen Ke suddenly exhaled a breath, pulling himself out of the eerie memories, and looked at the skeleton’s right hand, which was clutching a key tightly.

He took the key and examined it closely; apart from the large black gem set at the end, it looked no different from an ordinary copper key—it was the pass for the stone door.

However, after so much time had passed, it was unknown if the key would still function. Chen Ke hastened out of the mysterious room in two strides and headed back to the stone door.

He inserted the key into the hole in the stone door, felt something latch onto the key, and gently turned it, tensing in case the key would break inside the hole. A rumbling sound came from within, and the stone door began to slowly retract.

Chen Ke could not imagine what kind of mechanism the stone door was made of; he could only watch as it sunk back into the frame, then slid into a stone slot on the inside, opening a path leading further into the depths.

According to what Nylonde had said, this should be the place where the Demon Seed sealing ritual was performed. But judging from his and the other priests’ conversation, this Demon Seed seemed to be a person called Faralis.

What was really going on? Chen Ke took out a Black Ring candlestick for light, held the Van Hede straight sword, and cautiously entered the stony passage.