Cursed Immortality

Chapter 870: The Cursed Necromancer King! (2)

Jacob stood in the middle of the towering stone statues and looked at the black shrine, which was empty. However, in Jacobʼs eyes, there was nothing empty about it.

He could clearly see that this shrine was built with exquisite craftsmanship. Many mysterious runes were hidden in its structure, making it a formation, but some part of it remained unfinished in the center.

However, Jacobʼs eyes were locked at the core of this formation right below that shrine because Eliaʼs listless figure lay there covered in runic chains. She was unconscious, and Jacobʼs eyes were cold.

”Alright, come back.” Jacob then directly summoned Autarch back, and this time, Autarch appeared in the middle of his soul star in an isolated dark space filled with law powers.

This was another change that occurred after creating a soul totem. The solar plexus space merged with the soul totem and became an independent part of the soul. This space became an exclusive space to keep tamed entities that were connected to the soul totem owner by life and death and was called the ʼNexus Point.ʼ

Since Autarch considered Jacobʼs tamed beast directly connected with the life-and-death bond, Autarch was qualified to enter here and nurtured by Jacobʼs innate laws. Nyx wouldʼve also been here if she wasnʼt a special case.

Autarch successfully retreated without any interference, and only Elia left. Since she wasnʼt bonded to Jacob like Autarch, he had to take her back the old-fashioned way.

Nonetheless, Jacob had already discovered that this shrine was incomplete. According to Autarch, this shrine was exactly the formation the Cursed Necromancer King was creating around Elia when he was suddenly attacked by that unknown attacker. He was wounded while chasing the enemy away and thereafter forced into slumber.

Jacob could easily destroy this shrine. However, it wasnʼt so simple because the formation that sealed Elia was fairly completed, and more importantly, this formation was connected to the formation below the Law Essence pool.

Thatʼs why, if he forcibly destroyed it, the Cursed Necromancer King in the law essence pool will definitely know it.

Nonetheless, Jacob had already planned to snatch away the Law Essence of Death law from the Cursed Necromancer King, so they were going to confront each other eventually, so Jacob had no reason to hold back.

At this moment, an extremely vivid purple lightning blade formed in Jacobʼs hand. This was no normal lightning mana, but it was imbued with lightning law, and even Legendary Kings wouldnʼt dare to get slashed by it for fear of getting a law injury, which was very difficult to heal.

Jacobʼs hand moved, leaving behind a purple streak. In a fragment of a second, Jacob had already slashed the lightning blade many times before the blade faded away.

However, the next moment, the entire shrine was cut open, creating a small shock wave. Even the two giant statues beside it were cut in half.

At this moment, Eliaʼs figure appeared below the shrine. In these two thousand years, she had grown from a young child to a tall, beautiful young lady. She had the terrifying charm of an elf, yet unlike any elf, Elia had this dark and sinister cold vibe, making others keep their distance from her.

However, Jacobʼs eyes were cold and impassive as he looked at Elia, who seemed like a sleeping beauty. The runic chains around her were also completely cut loose.

The moment the runic chains were cut apart, the suppression that was keeping Elia in slumber also vanished, and the next moment, her closed eyes suddenly trembled before they sprang open.

A pair of bewitching dark eyes with a tint of crimson revealed themselves, and they were icy. The devilish mark on her glabella seemed to flicker in crimson sheen the moment she regained her consciousness.

After a moment of confusion, Elia quickly regained her senses, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes when she remembered how she had ended up there.

With a hint of panic, her eyes finally locked on Jacobʼs hooded figure. The ghostly golden flames of his eyes illuminated his skeletal face, making anything scream with fright.

However, Eliaʼs eyes suddenly showed a hint of confusion because she instantly felt a familiar closeness to Jacob. Her eyes widened while her body trembled with agitation.

Although she had never seen Jacobʼs skeletal appearance since Jacob never showed it to her, she was still connected to Jacob with the Soul Tether Hex so that she would recognize him in any form.

Furthermore, Jacob was furious and disappointed in Eliaʼs action, so he stopped maintaining his façade.

”T-teacher?” Elia softly muttered. She felt extremely fearful under Jacobʼs cold glare, and with his current sinister form, Jacob was even more terrifying in her heart.

After all, Jacob held a special place in Eliaʼs heart since she was alive because of him despite his separation from her father. But after comprehending the Liber Chaotica, she also understood just how big of a chance Jacob had granted her.

With all the resources and knowledge, on top of everything that Jacob provided her, Jacob became even more important to her, and her fatherʼs image became extremely vague.

Now, even if Jacob told her to leave, she wouldnʼt because she had developed a dependence on him and was extremely loyal to him. With the Soul Tether Hex, it had only grown stronger, and it would continue this way.

”Iʼll deal with you later,” Jacob impassively said before he turned around and glanced at the law essence pool, which was now starting to ripple violently. His eyes flickered. ”Stand up and stay close to me. Letʼs greet our host!”

Eliaʼs body trembled. She didnʼt dare utter a word, as she knew Jacob had to be angry and disappointed with her, and this was the thing she feared the most.

However, Jacob didnʼt care about Eliaʼs minor mental breakdown as his eyes were locked on the pitch-black law essence pool, which now suddenly rose with violent ripples. Thereupon, the thing in the pool finally appeared. It was a pitch-black throne made with black runic bones. A misty silhouette filled with a terrifying aura of death and curse was sitting on it. The only visible thing on it was its two crimson beams on its head, illumining the entire pitch-black hall.

Those crimson eyes were filled with killing intent as a terrifying aura descended on the entire hall, and a furious, grating, sinister vice rang, ”Youʼre courting death!”

Jacob didnʼt even flinch under the Cursed Necromancer Kingʼs peak legendary king pressure because he could clearly sense this aura was empty and had no power behind it.

A toothy smile appeared on his face as he spoke in a cold tone, ”You did not only scheme against my student but now youʼre threatening the only person who can lift this curse, which has tormented you for countless years. Cursed Necromancer King, I wonder whoʼs courting death, you or me?”