Chapter 78 The Lost Lord's Divine Punishment

Irene didn't have much time left to live, and she had already spent half of it.

And if she wanted to kill this mysterious being before her, it would obviously require more life than before, and she would not be able to survive at all.

When Carl was thinking about whether to take the girl's life again, he suddenly felt a broken message emerging from the depths of his soul, and finally gradually manifested into a concept that he could understand.

All the "weapons" are different, and weapons made of white light will have no effect on the mysterious existence before them.

He can only choose between "emotion" and "sensation".

Consuming almost all of the girl's emotions or senses would be enough to create a "weapon" that could destroy the sea monster, but no matter which one you choose, the impact would be far-reaching enough.

So that's why Carl finally decided to take away some of Irene's emotions and senses, carefully avoiding the most important part of her heart.

Irene felt that she had lost something, but she couldn't figure it out.

She just raised her head again, wanting to see the white morning light in the sky.

Pink and crimson lights intertwined in the sky, eventually converging into a blood-red, blazing flame!

It expanded and rolled larger and larger, until it gradually hung side by side with the two suns in the sky.

It is like three suns in the sky, shining together.

The Son of the Abyss revealed an extremely strong fear and even wanted to beg for mercy. It seemed that unlike mortals, it could see the shocking scene and feel the power that could destroy the world.

However, Carl simply would not stop.

He was extremely hungry and could feel the temptation from that mysterious being, which was as coveted as those mysterious and strange objects!

Byrne, Irene, Chris and other members of the Fisher family watched this scene devoutly and all knelt on the ground.

Carl's invisible will descended from the sky, carrying blood-red flames. Those flames turned into blood-red streams of light, which fell accurately into the many huge and ferocious eyes in the sea.

The Son of the Abyss let out a very miserable wail, and Carl could almost feel its extreme fear.

The people of Nasir did not see the blood-red blazing flames, but only saw the extremely terrifying sea water that seemed to be swallowing up the entire city like a monster suddenly solidified, as if time had stopped.

The next moment, it suddenly began to crumble, gradually shattering like broken ice, and then turned into smoke and drifted in the town of Nasir.

Carl felt a spiritual energy emanating from him and he absorbed it without hesitation, just like he usually absorbed all kinds of mysterious objects.

tasty.

It was a very special taste that made Carl's soul delighted, just like tasting exquisite seafood dishes, feeling the incomparably tempting sweetness.

In comparison, those mysterious and strange objects of the "collection" level are just like boiled vegetables. Although they are edible, they are indeed boring.

He gradually recalled that when he was most thirsty and devoured the spiritual power of the transparent bottle, he also tasted an extremely delicious taste, but his consciousness was not clear at that time so he did not notice it at all.

Everyone in Nasir Town looked at this scene in astonishment, and few people knew what had happened.

People just knelt down and prayed and gave thanks to the great gods.

"It was a miracle from God that saved Nasir!"

"Great, we are saved!"

They cheered and were extremely happy, thinking that it was the great righteous gods who saved the people of Nasir!

Everyone was extremely excited, and the joy of witnessing the miracle was extremely great. They revered the great gods more than ever!

Only the people of the Fisher family looked calmly at the holy object in Irene's arms.

Byrne stared at Irene in silence, his fingers trembling slightly. What happened just now must have cost her a lot of life, and another of her loved ones might leave her.

He was a little frightened, afraid that Irene, who was kneeling on the ground, would suddenly turn her hair completely white and fall down.

"Erin?"

Byrne recalled the sad dream that he often had. In the dream, he failed to protect his family. All the members of the Fisher family died, and his father questioned him in a very serious and disappointed manner, full of disdain.

"You failed to protect them, Byrne. I was wrong about you."

The Fisher family is too weak. If they had a stronger force, they would never let Mrs. Isaac escape. They could even kill her before she was alert without relying on the Storm Priest.

All the helplessness in the world is ultimately caused by the lack of power of the parties involved.

He longed for powerful strength more than ever before, and his emotions were more intense than ever before. Even if it meant using any means necessary, the Fisher family must be strong enough to stand firm in this extremely cruel continent!

There are twelve years left, only the last twelve years, and a brutal war will almost certainly break out between the Rheas and the Syatians, and the external pressure and cruelty they will face will only be greater.

There is no time to develop slowly. We must seize every opportunity to become stronger. The Fisher family needs to gain more power.

Byrne is different from the rest of the Fischer family in that he absorbs experiences like a sponge, and then grows and changes again and again.

Carl gave each family member a step to godhood corresponding to their personality.

The essence of the path of knowledge is that learning never ends.

"Byrne."

Irene suddenly turned around and looked calmly at her brother who was feeling conflicted.

"I seem to understand. What I lost this time was not 'life' but something else deep in my heart."

Not life span? Byrne was slightly stunned and asked subconsciously:

"If it's not life span, then what is it?"

Irene shook her head and continued calmly: "It's the emotion of 'fear', and the senses of 'taste' and 'smell'."

"I feel very calm now, which is actually a good feeling...well, some of the anxiety deep in my heart has disappeared."

After she said this, she showed a vague smile, but she didn't seem very happy.

Isn't it the loss of lifespan, but the loss of "fear", "taste" and "smell"?

Byrne fell into deep thought. Compared to other emotions and senses that humans possessed, the ones she sacrificed were the least important.

He could vaguely sense that the great Lord of the Lost was indeed protecting Irene, and that He had the most basic goodwill towards the Fisher family.

If it was a god without any emotions, who was only taking advantage of the family, he would not have taken away "fear", "taste" and "smell" so accurately. Instead, he might have taken away the extremely important "joy", "vision" and "hearing".

Byrne was grateful to the great Lord of the Lost from the bottom of his heart.

"Although I still don't understand why it's so difficult for me to get a response, I sincerely hope that I will be the one to be sacrificed next time."

"No, that's not right..."

He suddenly shook his head and said with a firm look in his eyes: "I don't want any more sacrifices. The Fisher family must gain more powerful strength to deal with the crisis that may arise next!"

Byrne stood up, patted Irene on the shoulder, and said calmly:

"Erin, you take a rest. I'm going to Isaac Manor in the North City to confirm the specific situation."

Irene did not answer, but just smiled calmly. She did feel very tired, but her mind was clearer than ever before.

Having lost all her fear and anxiety, she felt more relaxed than ever before.

Although Irene also vaguely realized that losing "fear" would definitely not be a "good thing in the true sense."

"Chris, take good care of your sister."

He glanced calmly at Chris, who nodded.

When Byrne and his family guards arrived at the North City District, they could not bear to look at the tragic scene there.

Half of the northern city area was submerged by the flood, and many walls collapsed. The survivors were at a loss, and some even knelt on the ground and cried.

The North City area is the least populated and richest area in Nasir Town. He subconsciously estimated that nearly a thousand people had died in the disaster.

Arriving at Isaac Manor, Byrne suddenly saw Mrs. Isaac kneeling on the ground, emitting white smoke all over her body, with her body shriveled and completely lifeless.

She has lost her soul and is dying.

Mrs. Isaac stared at the vigilant Byrne and said slowly and very hoarsely:

"My soul just merged with it. I saw it, I saw it... So you guys are also like that, so that's how it is..."

A devilish look suddenly appeared on her shriveled face, full of evil and resentment, and she screamed and wailed at the top of her lungs!

"How similar! I curse you! Sooner or later you will end up in the same situation as us, brother and sister! Fisher family! Sooner or later you will go to hell!"

To prevent her from saying more nonsense, Byrne decisively took out his flintlock and fired a whistling bullet, piercing Mrs. Isaac's forehead.

He looked at the devastated surroundings and fell into deep thought.

"The Fisher family will not go to hell because we are already in it."

(End of this chapter)