Transcendent Dawn

ꨡ[6Ba~oN~8: Chapter 0848: Battle Chess Chapter 848: Chapter 0848: Battle Chess Rod’s eyes rolled back, and his limbs twitched.

His soul left his body, and visions floated before his eyes.

It was a peaceful countryside farm, a double-story wooden villa quaint and cozy.

A middle-aged couple was playing with their daughter.

The next moment!

It turned to night, and the moon in the sky turned blood-red.

A group of people in black surged into the estate, followed by a fierce gunfight, and at the end, even the roars of beasts could be heard.

The little girl lost her parents and wandered with her aunt, dodging the pursuit of dark forces.

One day, she was separated from her aunt and had no choice but to drift alone.

Fortunately, she remembered the last secret of her family, and after advancing to the second tier of the Saint Marks, she came to find the “Secret Keeper.”

Rod’s head ached, but he still wanted to divine the whereabouts of that Aunt Lucy.

His vision changed, taking him to a riverbank.

“Say goodbye to this world…”

A middle-aged woman was tied up and bagged.

The next moment, a hand with a black-tattooed palm pulled the trigger.

Bang!

After the gunshot, a figure was kicked into the river and quickly disappeared.

…

“Whew!”

Rod sat up, his heartbeat fast.

That feeling of death was almost tangible, which is also a downside of ‘spirit communication.’

“Now…

do you believe me?”

Lucy also sat up, withdrawing her hand.

“Sorry…”

Rod was silent for a while before he spoke.

After dealing with the trouble caused by Jennifer and Daisy, he began to investigate this ‘relative’ he had never met.

Specifically, he took her hand and commenced a round of ‘spirit communication.’

“Cough cough!”

Anfi watched the scene, somewhat displeased, and interrupted, “Well?

Did you find out where her aunt is?”

“Sorry…”

Rod shook his head.

Although they were only separated initially, Lucy had guessed long ago due to having no news for so long.

Now hearing the reply, tears splashed down.

Rod recovered a bit and then turned to Lucy, “Right now you’re at the second-tier of Saint Marks—’soul shadow’, right?

Have you fully mastered it?

You know, the path of the Saint Marks is very prone to lose control now due to the integration of beast bloodlines, especially during unplanned promotions…”

“I’m ready…” Lucy coldly responded, “I’m sure of it.”

“The family’s heritage Saint Marks were originally ‘bear’, but after the extinction of the demons, it was changed to ‘void demon’.

The first mark is ‘soul split’, involving the splitting of the soul, enhancing the spirit, and allowing the learning of many Fighting Skills and Rituals; the second is ‘soul shadow’, which involves making your split soul into a shadow that can wrap around your body, providing invisibility; are you ready to advance to the third tier—the ‘soul of death’—to attain full necromancy?

…

It requires the bloodline of a grudge soul, a dagger that has killed more than seven people, and a shroud soaked in blood, the steps are…”

Rod took a deep breath, his voice deep, making no effort to avoid Anfi nearby.

Anfi kept her breath to the lowest, listening quietly.

Just the description of materials and rituals enlightened her about the Mysterious World, filled with madness and despair, utterly different from what she had imagined before.

If she had known the Mysterious World was like this, she might not have been so keenly interested.

‘But now…

it’s too late…

Rod, do you still think you can scare me off by describing horrors?

You’re already one of the Extraordinary People, how could I not be too?’ Anfi sighed to herself.

“Grudge soul’s bloodline?”

Lucy murmured in inquiry.

“In fact, as long as it’s remnants of a vengeful spirit, you can…” Rod said, “Take your time to gather the materials, I will host the Ritual for you…

Moreover, regarding the hatred for the Blood Moon Association, I will take care of it for you.”

He himself was not merely a third-tier ‘soul of death’, but a fourth-tier ‘spirit of void’!

He possessed the ability to teleport over long distances using various assists!

This time, having seen Lucy’s experience, had already kindled murderous intent in Rod’s heart.

Although the Blood Moon Association was a dark force in the Mysterious Realm, its power was not impressive, possessing only incomplete formulas.

Even its leaders were only between third to fourth tiers; otherwise, they would not covet the Heras Clan’s legacy.

Rod could completely annihilate such strength!

“No…

I want to take revenge myself!” A flicker of determination appeared on Lucy’s face.

“Once I’ve made a decision, no one can change it!”

Rod moved his body, and his figure slowly faded away.

— Teleportation!

That was the ability of the ‘spirit of void’.

…

Night fell.

Blood Moon Association headquarters.

The space subtly fluctuated, and a figure dressed in black emerged.

It was Rod!

He looked down at the building below, his expression icy, as he put on a blood-colored mask.

As the family’s ‘Secret Keeper’, besides having a high Transcendent Rank, he also controlled several mysterious items.

He was not only tasked with keeping secrets but was also a powerful executor, an executioner, one of the strongest in the family!

If the family had not always lived dispersed and kept a low profile, perhaps Lucy’s parents would not have suffered such a tragedy.

“The time for slaughter has come…”

Rod murmured, his body becoming somewhat translucent.

At the same time, he took out a chessboard and began plucking the chess pieces from it, throwing them down below.

Thud!

A black ‘guard’ chess piece hit the ground and immediately, a giant in black armor emerged from the soil and began assaulting the Blood Moon Association headquarters.

Aside from it, there were black ‘Knights’, white ‘Queens’, and ‘Kings’!

—Soro’s Wizard Chess!

That was the name of the mysterious item Rod controlled, capable of summoning powerful chess pieces for battle.

At that moment, he alone was an army!

Soon, screams of agony began emanating from the Blood Moon Association headquarters.

Rod’s translucent shadow disappeared in a flash, joining the massacre.

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The leader of the Blood Moon Association was a fourth-tier Apostle.

But this level of power, under the siege of many chess pieces, still suffered severe injuries.

“Who is it?”

Golan escaped into the black forest, his body bathed in blood, resembling a hunted beast.

He was deeply frustrated and uneasy; the destruction of years of effort was one thing, but more importantly, he had a deadly premonition of danger.

“When you decided to wage war on our family, you should have thought of this…”

Under the moonlight, a semi-transparent shadow slowly stepped forward, followed by several battle chess pieces.

“That family…”

A look of intense regret appeared on Golan’s face; initially, he thought they were just one household, but he hadn’t realized they were merely a branch.

“If everything’s clear now, time to die.”

Rod was surrounded by a surge of black fog, from which tentacles seemed to emerge, tightly wrapping around Golan.

The forest fell silent, with only the sound of chewing occasionally audible.

Suddenly, Rod looked in a direction: “Who is peeping?”