Chapter 361 So What If It Doesn't Work?

Achilles' crystal coffin was connected to the entire Moon Palace and could self-repair using the power of the stars in the dome of the Milky Way. When Qin Mo manipulated "Fire of Joy" to melt a small opening, the surging star power already put immense pressure on Qin Mo.

"Are you capable or not?" Isabella, who was behind him, sensed Qin Mo's weakness and asked with a cold snort.

Qin Mo's cultivation level was insufficient after all. After fighting Achilles for so long and generously giving Isabella so much blood, she must be feeling sore, weak, and exhausted. Yet, she was asked, "Are you up to the task?" She retorted irritably, "So what if I'm not up to the task?"

"If that doesn't work, I'll drain you dry. That way, my strength will evolve to a higher level, and I should be able to split this broken coffin open!" The cold voice reached Qin Mo's ears, almost making him throw the axe in his hand at her face.

Just as he was about to turn around and fight the crazy woman, he heard her say mockingly, "Don't be afraid, I was just kidding! I never owe anyone favors. I just drank your blood, so I owe you one. You'll be rewarded handsomely!"

"I don't want your repayment, just stop drooling over me all the time," Qin Mo said irritably.

Isabella blushed and secretly swallowed the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

Qin Mo was unaware that his casual remark had touched a nerve with Isabella, who was trying to figure out how to deal with this annoying crystal coffin.

He tried to activate the dim star vortex within his body, scattering a little bit of starlight that mixed into the starlight seeping into the crystal coffin. He then sensed it quietly entering the magic array patterns on the crystal coffin, finally arriving near the opening that Qin Mo had destroyed. Then, like a highwayman, he stood there motionless.

The magic array was extremely complex, so the patterns were very delicate. The surging star power flowed smoothly, but when it encountered Qin Mo's starlight that was blocking the traffic, its speed immediately slowed down, just like a traffic jam on a highway, where the star power that finally reached the intersection to make repairs was greatly reduced.

Qin Mo was overjoyed. The "Fire of Joy" in his hand shone brightly, and the crystal coffin was finally melted open like butter, creating a passageway.

"That's enough, it's your turn, Your Highness!" Qin Mo stepped aside, panting heavily, and gave the entrance to Isabel.

The entire crystal coffin was constructed as a small palace, and who knows what dangers it might conceal. Therefore, the task of taking things out from inside should naturally be done by the more powerful Isabel. As for whether to crawl inside and do it or retrieve things remotely, Qin Mo didn't care. Anyway, the coffin wasn't big, and anything could be easily found by simply rummaging through it.

"I only want that heart, the rest is yours!" Isabel said calmly, suppressing her excitement.

She stood in front of the rapidly shrinking entrance, stretched out her right hand, and a wisp of blood energy swirled and coiled around Achilles' remains, seemingly intending to drag the remains out directly.

The wisp of blood energy seemed powerless, but once it tightly bound Achilles' remains, it immediately snapped straight and became incredibly resilient.

Just as Isabel began to drag the mangled body, Achilles' remnant soul awoke from its slumber. A dim light appeared in the coffin, and when it saw its own mangled body being slowly dragged toward Isabel, it let out a sharp howl.

"Ah! How could this be...you despicable ants...!"

Achilles went mad, and a large amount of black flames immediately surged from his mangled body. The wisp of blood energy wrapped around it made a hissing sound, and Isabel's body trembled slightly.

Qin Mo's little Nirvana Flame had been waiting on the side for a long time. As soon as it saw this scene, it immediately began its devouring feast. In just a few breaths, it absorbed all the black Nirvana Flame fire in Achilles' body. Achilles' afterimage also jumped and flickered a few times before it shattered.

"Is he dead?" Qin Mo looked at the mangled corpse being pulled out of the coffin, still somewhat afraid. This time, he hid behind Isabel and asked the powerful female vampire.

"He's almost dead!" Isabel said domineeringly, then slapped Achilles' handsome face onto the mangled head, turning it into a pulp.

A surge of life emanated from the cracked head, swirling briefly before disappearing into the world.

Isabella's eyes turned blood red, and she reached out and grabbed the sliver of life in her hand. A cloud of blood mist surrounded it, and crimson light flickered continuously.

Qin Mo knew that this was her way of refining Achilles' last remaining wisp of soul.

Long afterward, the blood mist dissipated, and the great Emperor Achilles finally perished forever.

Isabella exhaled a breath of stale air, her already excessively pale face turning even paler, but her blood-red eyes burned with excitement.

Isabel's longsword sliced ​​through the mutilated corpse's chest with the effort of cutting through steel, finally revealing the crystallized heart adorned with countless stars.

In the understanding of vampires, the heart is the most essential part of a living organism, and the blood from the heart is a great tonic. The value of the heart of a powerful being like Achilles is immeasurable.

Isabel reached out and ripped the heart out. The body tissue, as hard as steel, couldn't withstand her immense force as she tore it apart, making Qin Mo's eyelids twitch uncontrollably.

"laugh!"

A smell of burning flesh filled the air, and Isabel swiftly threw the heart she was holding to the ground.

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