Life After Prison

Chapter 2301Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

After Ulva's presence betrayed him, he raised his hand and produced a spear enveloped in black lightning. This superior-quality spiritual treasure exuded a menacing aura. It was adorned by a bloodthirsty glow, as well as the anguished cries of countless innocent souls. Ulva, a gold-medal assassin of Greatflare's assassin organization known as Dragnet Association, was able to showcase his remarkable talent after honing his skills for thirty years. However, the significant resources required for advancement in the Greatflare were monopolized by Greatflare's royals. Despite his exceptional abilities, Ulva had been entangled in conflicts with the royals and found himself stripped of these resources.

He had entered the Starry Sky Battlespace in the hopes of discovering new opportunities, and was immediately drawn to the aftermath of a battle upon his arrival. While he was exploring the meteorite belt, he observed Severin engaging in combat with a galaxy monster. The sight of several spiritual treasures in Severin's possession ignited a greedy look in Ulva's eyes.

'An elite-quality spiritual treasure, a superior-quality defensive spiritual treasure, and another mediocre-quality spiritual treasure. I take it that means you hail from a renowned sect." Ulva then swung his spear and tore the space around him. In a hostile tone, he demanded of Severin, "Hand over the treasure or meet your demise!" Severin's response was that of immediate laughter. That was his first time encountering a situation where someone capitalized on his situation. Despite the inherent dangers of the Starry Sky Battlespace and his cautious approach, his recent battle with the galaxy monster had inadvertently exposed his presence.

Severin's expression turned somber as he acknowledged his assailant's remarkable stealth. Remaining undetected within a hundred feet radius was a feat challenging even for a level seven or level eight paragon. It was sobering to think that Ulva might have been successful if he was more patient, and if Severin lacked the extraordinary perceptiveness. Severin shuddered at the thought of that scenario and was glad that Ulva did not try to seize the treasures from him while he was battling against the galaxy monster.

At that moment, Severin wielded the Scarletsky Sword and unleashed a rapid attack of swordlight that was imbued with murderous intent. He aimed at squarely at Ulva, who stood several dozen feet away. After witnessing this, Ulva's expression shifted dramatically and he retorted, "I'll get you for that!"

The spear in Ulva's hand erupted in black thunderbolts, accompanied by the ear-piercing screams of imprisoned souls that reverberated through the starry sky. Shockwaves were released, distorting the surrounding space.

Amidst the chaos, Ulva marveled at Severin's swift recovery of spiritual energy. "How does his spiritual energy recover so quickly?" he wondered.

Ulva had no time to think as Severin pressed on. Gritting his teeth, Ulva summoned a ten-thousand-foot-long silver dragon from his storage bag. The dragon, radiating an aura no less than a level two paragon, hovered in the air. Severin was surprised by the sudden appearance of the unexpected spiritual monster and asked, "Isn't that a spiritual monster? Are you from Eastplain or Greatflare?"

The silver dragon undoubtedly served as Ulva's spiritual companion, yet there were few in Midland-or even Southsky, for that matter-who were able to train spiritual monsters. Not a lot of sects engaged spiritual pets in battle, as the process of taming any creatures deemed suitable for that purpose would require much care and discipline. A small misstep might cause the pet to turn against its owner. As a result, such a technique was mostly confined to Eastplain.