Heaven's Greatest Professor

Chapter 324: Soul Domain (3)

"It opened up?"

"Where was the magic word?" Agnes said. "She just asked it to open up, and it did..."

"You forgot the ’please’," Gale pointed out and patted Dawn on the shoulder. "Unlike you, captain, Dawn knows the magic words."

They entered the chamber with murky darkness, as neon lights lit up all around the walls, illuminating the enormous skeletal remains of the traitor god. It wasn’t laid on the ground, instead hanging above their heads, stretching to its full length, showing how massively large it was.

June and Dawn’s eyes were staring at it, agape. Even Agnes and Gale were no better, despite having seen it before.

"It’s like a titan," June muttered, feeling the immensity of the sheer power it once held. She couldn’t truly glimpse its true power when it was alive, none of them could, even in their wildest dreams. Even in its dead state, it emanated dark essence and aura; Gale’s runes barely managed to keep them at bay.

"I hope to make some artefact out of these remains," Gale commented. "But I have no clue where to start with it. Not to mention, I’d feel bad if I had to break it. It wouldn’t give the same vibe it does now."

The girls nodded in unison.

"Can I touch it?" June asked.

"You’ll get into a contract with dark essence if you do," Gale smiled, "but that’s nothing I cannot solve."

Getting his approval, June flew up to one of the ribcages, which was twice as thick as her own waist. When she touched the bone, it gave her a completely tough feel, something she wouldn’t be able to damage even if she put in all her effort. Your next chapter awaits on NovelBin.Côm

June drew her palm back, feeling the dark essence seeping into her. She came down quickly as Gale cast a cleansing spell on her.

"Where are the other things we found?" Agnes asked.

Gale pointed towards one side of the wall.

"You have to walk on a knife’s edge if you want to progress," was written on the wall. "Touch the wall if you have set your mind."

Agnes frowned. This time the instruction was far simpler, but she would be stupid if she believed it completely. "What do you have stored for now?"

"Weren’t you so eager a moment ago?" Gale taunted. "Go on, touch the wall..."

Agnes snorted and gave in to the taunts. The moment she touched the wall, a crack opened and pulled her in.

"This is so stupid!" her voice echoed.

Dawn and June exchanged glances as they moved forward to find it literally was a knife’s edge, or more like an enormous spearhead lodged between two chambers. Agnes was currently moving down carefully.

"The Godkiller weapon," Gale told them. "We found it dug into the head of the corpse."

June released a breath. "I’m curious, how long did it take you to make this labyrinth?"

"Not nearly as long as you think," he smiled, and brought them to the knife’s edge. "My wish is somewhat like a divine commandment here... and some of it even formed from my unconscious thoughts."

"Umm," Dawn whimpered suddenly. "I don’t think I’d like to move further in... I feel suffocated..."

"Right, the air is really suffocating here," June said. Only Agnes had ease in moving forward, being familiar with dark essence on a more intimate level.

"I can perhaps help you with that," Gale turned to Dawn. "Give me your hand..."

"It’s alright, if you~"

Gale pulled her hand in and isolated her from the dark ambience of the chamber. He turned to June, waving his other hand. "Do you need help?"

June smiled and clung to it.

"You look like a real playboy now," Agnes said as they came down. "A beauty clung to each arm."

"Would you like to ride on my back?" he grinned at her.

Agnes clicked her tongue, shooting a measured glance at June. "Even if I wanted a ride, your queen might disagree." Before Gale or June could comment, she added, "Anyway, where is the thing? I can barely see or feel anything but cold."

Gale snapped his fingers and radiant light constructs appeared in four corners of the room, illuminating it a little. Little, because the sheer amount of dark essence present in the chamber was devouring the light.

Agnes could finally see the core and the sceptre, floating in the air, with thousands upon thousands of script formations revolving around them, suppressing the dark essence from oozing out.

"You haven’t removed the sceptre from the core?" Agnes stated the obvious. A frown crept onto her brow as she turned to him, inquiringly.

"Oh, I have wanted to," Gale sighed. "But there’s still some juice left in the spirit residing in the core."

"You mean it’s alive?" June gasped. "Its spirit still alive?"

"It’s weakened, and probably mad," Gale eased her, "barely holding itself in, but it had been a good one... I don’t want to poke it with a stick to see what it does."

Agnes took a deep breath, feeling weak on her feet. "You made the right decision," she said.

June agreed. "Especially when we have no idea what it will do inside your soul."

Gale’s expression turned a little embarrassed at their concern.

"What’s with that look?" June frowned.

"Please don’t tell me you have poked it with a stick?" Agnes rubbed her forehead.

Gale smiled embarrassingly. "As I have mentioned, I’m the alpha and omega of this—"

"Are you nuts?" June glared at him. "You told me the traitor god is trying to resurrect itself, and the one who killed it laid out so much stuff to kill it over a million years, and yet you..."

"Calm down, June," Gale clasped her arm, while he found Dawn was clutching his arm tightly. "I promise you, I was never under any stress when I tried to dislodge the sceptre. I did it from very far away while having full contingencies planned.

"Not to mention, the sceptre wouldn’t let it invade me unless I poke my head inside the core."