Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 159: The Exit

Chapter 159: The Exit

"Little Sister! Quick! Take the spatial rings by your side!" Kristo shouted as if he were possessed by something.

Shirley glanced at him listlessly and let out a breath of laughter.

That vague chuckle echoed out from her which stopped him in his tracks.

He was confused but took the spatial ring from the corpse that was in front of her and placed it on her hand.

"Get up Shirley! Let's go take more spatial rings." Kristo said as he tried to get her up anxiously.

Shirley just kept chuckling like a fool who wouldn't listen. Kristo looked at her and tried another approach, "Shirley… Stand up girl, do you want to see the spatial rings he left for you to be taken away by someone else?"

Shirley suddenly stopped laughing, her face froze with a stiff laugh before it turned it to a wry smile, "What are you saying elder brother?

She pointed at the corpse in front of her and said, "This is the 200th corpse I found…"

Kristo's eyes widened as he turned stiff from shock. He went silent for a while and glanced at the pathway with a complex gaze, "Where is he then?"

"I don't know… He probably went to search for the entrance to the other side…" Shirley replied as she put her head down.

She then stood up and turned back, moving in the direction of where she came from.

"Aren't you going to chase him?" Kristo asked confusedly. He couldn't understand her thoughts one bit.

Hearing that, she stopped in her tracks before glancing behind him as she looked at the pathway with a complex gaze, "He left for the other side, what reason do I have to stop him?"

"You don't need to stop him… You ca…" Just before Kristo could say anything more, she interrupted him with a tide of emotions, "Enough! A woman weak enough like me doesn't deserve to be with him!"

"Hmph! Why can't you be? A mere noble can become his wife but not you!? What kind of joke is this?" Kristo said with slight anger in his eyes.

She bit her lips as she shook her head, "You don't understand…" She turned around and left.

A tear emerged from her eye and fell onto the ground as she closed her eyes, 'She and I are different. I have lost something valuable the moment I decided to act stupid at that time.'

She passed through the crowd slowly as she met with many greedy eyes, while her big brother followed her from behind like a guard.

…

A few hours later.

A figure stood in front of a distorted space that resembled the space from which it came from a few hours ago.

"I finally found it…" Davis sighed as he said.

Even though he knew where it was from his mother, it took a long time for him to find this exit.

It was as if there were some laws that were bent on not allowing him to discover this place.

At first, he thought that he had not taken a wrong direction, but that feeling faded away when he noticed that he came through the same place once before.

Then it made sense to him that there was some kind of illusion, "Makes sense, if it were just a maze, then someone would've at least been able to cross to the next layer by now…"

He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the distorted space, "There's a high chance that I will get caught after I enter that space from what I heard… Does my family think that I will rely on my non-existent master to get through this predicament? Quite ironic I must say…"

"Still… Those spatial rings… It's certainly a pity…" Davis uttered as he sighed.

When he first killed the bulky man with the axe, he tried to check the contents of the spatial ring, only to quickly find some sort of tracking and sealing spell placed on the spatial ring.

He was quite dumbfounded because the spell that was placed on the contents were so powerful than the soul seal that was placed on his mom but was removable with some effort.

A vague suspicion surfaced in his mind that his undoing of his mother's soul seal had caused the other side's upper echelon to turn cautious.

Even so, he felt that he could remove the tracking spell, but decided that the time and the effort he spent on it wouldn't be worth it.

After that, he proceeded to kill the ones who targeted him in the first place.

And without any surprises, all of them tried to attack him with various techniques as if they were bent on killing him to travel ahead.

He didn't say anything but repaid their actions with his own.

He just rushed swiftly, writing their names on the death note with his soul, while having his soul barrier technique active at all times.

They kept collapsing as if there was a plague passing by them. It was quite terrifying when some of them witnessed the scene before they died in the same way, peacefully and soundlessly.

Looking at their corpses, he didn't feel any remorse at all, causing him to be quite startled, but not surprised.

He didn't know if it was because he used the death note to kill them or because he didn't feel anything for them in the first place.

Fortunately, he was thankful that his mind didn't care for strangers, otherwise, he would not be able to outright kill them without batting an eye.

Looking in his Soul Sea, he saw over 200 souls swirling around the Death Note like planets revolving around the Sun.

"157 Nascent Soul Stage Souls, 33 Infant Soul Stage Souls, 10 Young Soul Stage Souls. Sigh, their age is below 30 but some of them had managed to achieve Young Soul Stage in a short amount of time?" Davis was quite surprised but a moment later he brushed it off as they had better resources than them.

"Hurry up and refine those soul essences already…" A voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Huh? It won't raise my stage… Why should I waste my time?" He frowned.

"Your stage won't increase, but to me, it's a delicacy!"

Davis's eyes twitched, "I'll decline, I'll refine it when I have enough souls to raise my stage…"

"Have it your way, just don't expect me to answer your questions till you're satisfied…"

"You! …Fine…" Davis disgruntledly gave in to its demands.

He sat down in a lotus position and calmed his mind as he started to refine those souls.

Half an hour later, he opened his eyes and felt his soul invigorated as if it had tasted something delicious.

He slightly cringed, thinking that his soul was somehow addicted to this feeling of rejuvenation.