Chapter 101

This pendant really didn’t let me down; without its effect, I’d probably be dead already…

Hastily withdrawing the power of the Holy Spirit Pendant and restoring the ground that had been temporarily turned into a swamp, Leon, full of relief, lifted his bloody left hand and started sprinting for all he was worth towards the exit of Leon Manor.

Just now, when he suddenly lost his ability to fly and plummeted from the sky, Leon, in a stroke of luck, grabbed the Holy Spirit Pendant. He slightly slowed his descent while temporarily turning the landing point and surrounding area into a swamp.

Although the properties between land and swamp are “close,” not as different as steel and rubber, the conversion cost was much lower than that of the carriage, but this temporary transformation’s size was more than a hundred times larger than the one involving the carriage.

Moreover, since he still needed to save some stamina to escape and couldn’t drain himself completely, Leon had to change the content of his “trade” with the Holy Spirit Pendant, exchanging his quickly recoverable stamina and willpower for bodily tissues that were harder to restore…

The consumption was truly immense… it would take at least a couple of months before they could grow back.

Looking at the five missing fingernails on his left hand and the exposed flesh from his fingertips to his wrist due to the loss of large patches of skin, Leon, who narrowly escaped death, didn’t bother tending to his hand. Instead, he ran for dear life while shouting at the Black Goat,

“Give directions! Which way has fewer people?”

“East! Go east!”

With its soul vision, the Black Goat pointed out the least populated route for Leon and sheepishly said, “We didn’t mean to not warn you earlier; we only noticed something was off when he started attacking…”

“Hmm hmm.”

Without dwelling too much on this, after mentally noting a billion grievances against the Black Goat, Leon rapidly asked, “What’s up with that Bobby Lane? Who exactly is controlling who between him and your heart?”

“This… it’s not exactly control… he seems like an arrogant and ambitious person whose compatibility with our heart is astonishingly good…”

After hearing Leon’s question, the Black Goat thought for a moment before answering, “Let me put it this way: our heart likely swallowed his heart and replaced its position. Strictly speaking, it should be considered mutual absorption.”

“Mutual absorption?”

“It means our heart absorbed his existence and replaced Bobby Lane, but his personality and desires also got imprinted onto our heart.

If someday our heart gathers all its components, our main consciousness might swallow Bobby Lane’s will, but currently, they’re in this state where there’s no distinction between them.”

No distinction? Is it even possible to “use” anomalous items like this?

After listening to the Black Goat, Leon couldn’t help but frown and say, “So your heart is him, and he is now your heart, meaning I can’t disable his abilities by destroying your heart?”

The Black Goat nodded,

“Pretty much… wait! You actually wanted to destroy our heart?”

“Not allowed?”

Leon veered off the main path inside the manor, entered a quiet garden, and while continuing toward the redwood tree near the entrance, counter-questioned,

“I just want to destroy your heart, but your heart wants to outright erase your will! Which do you think is harder to accept?”

“…”

If you put it that way, it’s definitely more of a bastard…

Relying on its guidance and the abilities of the parkour badge, Leon used the complex terrain of Leon Manor to shake off wave after wave of pursuers, successfully bursting through the gates and reaching the massive redwood tree. However…

“Bang!”

At a position ten steps away from the redwood tree, he collided with some invisible barrier. No matter how he tried, he couldn’t cross it, causing both him and the Black Goat to fall silent simultaneously.

“Leon… we’re screwed…”

Watching “himself” slowly approach the gate surrounded by hundreds of souls, the Black Goat couldn’t help but lament,

“This guy’s strength is only a third of his peak, but he hasn’t been beaten, and he found a perfectly compatible host. By parasitizing this Lane family, he maximized his existing abilities.

Shit! If I had known this, I should’ve found a True God to grovel to, developed believers everywhere, and aimed to become something like a Sheep Head Holy Spirit.

Had I done that, even if I ended up being swallowed in the end, I could’ve messed with it inside! But now, all my good meat has gone to waste on this dog!”

After grumbling for a while, seeing that Leon hadn’t spoken, the Black Goat couldn’t help but ask,

“Why aren’t you saying anything? We’re about to die, shouldn’t you yell at him a bit?”

Not accepting the Black Goat’s invitation to vent, Leon silently took out a rope, tightly bound the Black Goat close to his body, and squinted as he said, “Instead of yelling at him, I’d rather struggle a bit more.”

Using the Black Goat’s soul vision, Leon observed the situation within Leon Manor. Looking at the several hundred putrid-smelling purple-black souls scattered across the six or seven hectares, Leon quietly opened his panel and looked at the flashing [Demon’s Friend] and [Devout Believer].

One requires a soul filled with sin, the other needs a heretic outside the Scale Gold Religion… well, neither is lacking here!…

Hmm? Do you actually intend to resist? Although his perception abilities were relatively weak, far inferior to the powerful Black Goat capable of arbitrarily inciting evil thoughts, Bobby Lane, who had completed mutual “absorption” with the Sheep Heart, still possessed his own soul vision.

Gazing afar at the two souls that had avoided him and begun to sidestep, the young man couldn’t help but sneer. He stayed under the redwood tree and instead used his abilities to remotely mobilize the people within Leon Manor, starting a hunt for the two rats fleeing wildly.

However, what he didn’t expect was that the Clearing Bureau employee, despite clearly nearing his limits, with his soul’s flame flickering with deep exhaustion, had yet to be captured. Instead, he was running rampant throughout the manor, conducting an extremely frenzied massacre.

One, two, five…

Ten, twenty, fifty…

Watching the dark flames extinguishing rapidly in his soul vision, the part of the young man’s soul belonging to “Bobby Lane” immediately became restless.

A mere thirty or fifty clansmen mean nothing to the entire Lane family; they could easily replenish their numbers with a little effort.

But the target seemed to be deliberately hunting the higher-ups of the Lane family. Among the over fifty people he had killed so far, nearly half were mid-to-upper-level managers of the family business and clan members holding public office in various departments of the kingdom.

Individually, none of these people were particularly important, but together, they formed the foundation of the entire Lane family and the backbone supporting the Lion Heart family’s status!

If these people were all slaughtered, the Lane family would lose its voice in politics, forfeit support from authoritative departments, and even most of its industries would come to a complete halt. The entire family would collapse at an unimaginable speed!