Chapter 418: Chapter 418: Netherworld God, I’m Here to Demand Someone From You (2nd Update)
 

Standing atop the desolate square, he watched as the once magnificent buildings had become nothing but ruins.

Everyone from the Dark Council was stunned.

After a good while, Karsath, lying on the ground, finally managed to speak in a feeble voice, almost a moan, “I like this guy, no, I should say I absolutely adore him! He did what I’ve always wanted to do in my life but never could achieve!”

Only the onlooking crowd was so scared that they were shivering all over.

Especially those who had spoken ill of Xue An. The more faint-hearted had already wet themselves in terror.

But Xue An couldn’t care less about these people. After everything was done, he turned and walked over to Fan Mengxue.

At this moment, Fan Mengxue’s face was filled with confusion, and her face still bore the paleness and exhaustion from overextending her body to cast the Forbidden Curse.

A look of heartache appeared in Xue An’s eyes.

What she had done could have been utterly meaningless, and it even put her in extreme danger.

But she did it all… for him!

“What a foolish girl,” Xue An said, gently tousling Fan Mengxue’s hair.

Fan Mengxue lowered her head, docile as a small cat.

But hidden within her drooping hair were her tearful eyes.

An Yan also came over, watching this scene with a slight smile, then took Fan Mengxue’s hand,

and reprimanded Xue An with a mock complaint, giving him a white glance, “When will you change this habit of messing up people’s hair?”

Xue An touched his nose with an embarrassed smile.

“Is messing up someone’s hair a bad habit?”

An Yan nodded, “Of course, don’t you know how much effort girls put into making a perfect hairstyle?”

Xue An shook his head, “I don’t know!”

“Come on, let’s go over there!” An Yan said, pulling Fan Mengxue away.

After they had left, Xue An withdrew his gaze and looked towards Anastasia and others.

“Who led her down the path of darkness?” Xue An asked, his calm tone filled with chilling coldness.

Upon hearing this, Anastasia gave a wry smile, “Mr. Xue, no one forced her; she did it all voluntarily!”

“Voluntarily? It was her dark talent that caught your eye, wasn’t it?” Xue An remarked indifferently.

Though there was no malice in his words, the lingering might from his recent godslaying still made one shudder.

Anastasia lowered her head.

Xue An took a step forward.

A Titan Giant hurriedly stepped in front of Anastasia, “Mr. Xue, we mean no harm, you…”

“Step aside!” Xue An ordered dispassionately.

At his soft command, the towering Titan was directly pushed aside.

Anastasia trembled slightly, her face growing pale.

But Xue An just walked past her, saying lightly, “Considering you all bravely came to save her without fear for your own lives, I’ll let this matter go!”

Hearing this, everyone from the Dark Council heaved a sigh of relief.

Xue An approached Karsath, who lay on the ground, a hint of a smile appearing on his lips.

“Necromancer?”

Karsath chuckled raspingly, “That’s right! Honestly, what you just did was simply too cool. I, Karsath, seldom admire anyone, but you are an exception!”

Xue An smiled, then squatted down, looking at the weakened Karsath and said indifferently, “It seems you should have returned to the embrace of the Netherworld King a thousand years ago. Was it worth it to stay, enduring endless torment to your soul?”

Upon hearing Xue An’s words, Karsath was stunned.

Xue An watched him quietly.

After a while, Karsath seemed to pull out a cigar from nowhere and took a puff before speaking somberly, “How did you know?”

Xue An shrugged, “There’s very little in this world that I don’t know about!”

“True, I have indeed been dead for a long time!” Karsath said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Anastasia, the Titans, and others were all shocked.

After a moment, Anastasia managed a forced smile and said, “Of course you’ve been dead. Are there any living Necromancers?”

But Karsath shook his head, then looked deeply at Anastasia, “What I mean is completely disappeared. Actually, in the Middle Ages, I was captured by the heresy tribunal of that time!”

“Yeah! But didn’t you say that you were saved by your master? You also mentioned that your master died because of that incident!” Anastasia said.

Karsath chuckled dryly, “My sect… My sect had already been sacrificed by then! There was no such thing as a sect!”

“Then how…”

Karsath took a large puff of his cigar, and smoke emerged from his skeletal frame, “By then I had already been tortured to death, but just before dying, I made a deal with the main deity I worshipped!”

“A deal? What kind of deal?”

“To bring me back to life!”

“Isn’t that good?” Meng Yan remarked from the side.

“The Undying Nether God isn’t any less powerful than the God of Light. He indeed has the power to revive him and grant him eternal life, but these deities have always been exacting. To gain something, one must pay an equal or even greater price. Is that right?” Xue An said blandly.

Karsath was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Anastasia trembled, her complexion growing paler and paler.

“So, what was the price you paid?”

“Eternal soul torture!” Karsath said, and then switched to a more relaxed tone, “Actually, I’ve gotten used to it!”

Anastasia was already in tears.

The torment of an eternal soul, what unimaginable pain must lie behind those words, pain that ordinary people may never comprehend!

But as one who was adept in Dark Witchcraft, she understood this all too well, because punishments aimed at the soul are the most cruel.

And this is a punishment coming from a main deity!

“Why are you so foolish… Why didn’t you tell me?” Anastasia said as she stepped forward to gently stroke Karsath’s skull, choking back sobs.

The light in Karsath’s eyes dimmed even more, “I’m no longer human, not even a demon or deity. The only thing I can do is to protect you like this. But it’s no longer necessary, the Church of Light has been completely destroyed, and no one will bully you anymore!”

“And I… I’m too tired!” Karsath said slowly, his tone filled with a sense of relief.

Anastasia’s tears fell like rain, “Please don’t leave, I beg you not to leave! I love you! Please don’t leave me!”

Anastasia had grown accustomed to Karsath’s presence over the millennium, and had long since fallen for him!

Only her innate pride had prevented her from showing it until now.

Now she was filled with regret.

A glint sparked in Karsath’s eyes, then dimmed again, “Tassia, I love you too, but there’s no turning back now!”

The blow from the Son of Light had shattered his soul contract, he could no longer stay in this world!

He would return to the Netherworld, to endure endless torment!

Xue An had been watching quietly the whole time, not until this moment did he let out a soft sigh, and then suddenly stamped his foot.

A brilliant flash of gold light passed, and Xue An said indifferently, “Netherworld God, I’m here to claim a person!”