Bizarre Realm-Chapter 427 - 45: Death Banshee! Undead Servants

Half a month quickly passed.

Shawn stayed in the Tower of Knowledge for half a month, memorizing most of the knowledge in the Star Dome Library before finally returning to his Half-Plane.

They still hadn’t found a suitable thief. The Realm of Reality was not short of Transcendents adept in the Shadow Path, but such powerful Legendary Thieves were quite rare. Among the people Shawn had encountered, he hadn’t met such a formidable Wanderer. Even the Lady of the House back then was merely a pseudo-Legendary, capable of transforming into a shadow to move.

To be honest, the Otherworld soul he once encountered, the person called ’Ugly Monkey,’ might possess that kind of power, but it’s uncertain how much strength he has regained now.

Lady Hecate returned the Vessel of Greed.

But for some reason, the Vessel of Greed became somewhat dazed upon its return. Shawn attempted to communicate with it but couldn’t obtain any clear answers. However, fortunately, it was still usable to perform the 9th-tier Prayer Technique. The teacher said Shawn need not worry about the matter of the Sky Stone; she would find an opportunity to retrieve it. It involved a diplomatic issue. Lady Hecate was likely planning to discreetly take it out, avoiding detection by the Great Sages, since the treasure was inside their Other-dimensional Sphere.

Ring City.

This once-prosperous city had become dilapidated and ruined. In the south of the city, there lay a wasteland; the collapsed Black Tower remained unrepaired, fragmented stones scattered everywhere. The noble district was razed to the ground, leaving the relatively preserved North City District as the main area for people to live.

Compared to the past, the order in Ring City was strict. Guards patroled each corner, completely isolating the South City District, preventing anyone from approaching because of the wandering Resentful Spirits there.

Passengers on the ruined roads hurriedly passed through, not daring to linger.

In the misty rain.

Shawn appeared next to the ruins of the noble district, accompanied by a High Tier Demon Hunter, likely transferred from another place.

"Lord Shawn."

"Do you need our help?" the Demon Hunter asked softly.

Shawn shook his head slightly and replied, "No need."

"Just stay outside, I will inform you once I’m done."

—— Reconnaissance Demon Eye.

Tiny Demon Eyes appeared, dispersing in all directions. Shawn’s figure floated lightly, flying into the entirely collapsed majestic mansion ahead. This was the residence of the Horn Clan, a grand architectural complex surrounded by a massive Flower Garden District, with a central marble fountain full of filthy red liquid.

On the ground, some incomplete limbs and broken arms left uncleaned, emanating a stench of death. As Shawn took a step inside, the surroundings gradually changed, enveloped in a faint mist as if arriving in another world.

"This place overlaps with the Spirit Realm Plane."

"Land of Desecration."

Shawn instantly turned his head, encountering a flickering ghost—an attractive middle-aged man with small mustache, blood-red pupils, a pale face flowing with blood from his orifices down to his neck. A part of his skull was blown away, revealing the structure of his brain tissue.

—— Earth-bound Spirit [Ghost Mage] (Challenge Level 11)!

At the last moment of the Dark Blood Sacrifice, the warlocks of the Horn Clan were almost wiped out, exploding into countless pieces, with their blood essence converging at the tower.

They truly became extinct in an instant.

In the Warlock Clan of the Bizarre Realm, the bloodline often bore curses, with no windfall from heaven here. Possessing Extraordinary Power required paying a price.

—— High-tier Missile Storm.

An Arcane Missile floated in Shawn’s palm, and amidst the flurry of missiles, the Earth-bound Spirit was instantly riddled with holes. However, Shawn didn’t kill it directly; instead, he brought it to a dying state, with a peculiar, glamorous gem appearing in his hand.

—— Soul Capturing Technique!

The Resentful Spirit’s shriek resounded as its soul was directly captured by Shawn, a large grey Soul Crystal Stone emerging.

"One resolved."

Shawn casually put away this high-quality Soul Crystal Stone. The Druids lacked the spell for soul capture, leaving this task to Shawn.

To avoid wasting resources.

Along the way, countless Earth-bound Spirits emerged from the ruins. Shawn efficiently cleared them one by one, directly capturing powerful warlock souls and annihilating ordinary Resentful Spirits. He had to admit that the descendants of the Horn Clan were rather numerous, encountering at least dozens of family members who possessed warlock bloodlines when alive.

A faint sigh sounded.

Shawn halted his steps, seemingly sensing something, looking towards the deepest part of the mist and said in a deep voice, "Death Banshee?"

"Never thought the Horn Clan had any surviving members who willingly transformed into undead."

A gust of cold wind arose.

In the dispersing mist, a seductive figure in a white noble gown appeared, skin pale almost to transparency, with her long black hair swaying gently, floating half a meter above the ground. Her dark gaze fixed on Shawn not far away, she murmured, "Why do you disturb us?"

—— Mitya Horn [Death Banshee] [Heaven’s Will Mage] (Challenge Level 18)?! 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Shawn’s expression looked a bit surprised. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, "The heir of the Horn Clan?"

The floating Death Banshee turned her head, the warlock’s unique alluring face pale and transparent, whispering, "Why do you disturb us? We haven’t harmed anyone else."

Shawn spoke calmly, "You occupy the land of the living."

Because of these deceased members of the Horn Clan, the entire noble district and villa district had turned into haunted houses.

The Banshee said faintly, "This land originally belonged to us."

"We’re just staying in our own place."

"Why the ruthless extermination?"

A piercing shriek sounded as a hazy Banshee figure appeared before Shawn, followed by a soul-piercing wail.

—— Banshee’s Wail (9th-tier Spell)!

Shawn’s figure instantly flickered, relying on formidable immunity to resist Banshee’s Wail’s instant death determination. The next second, the ticking clock sound emerged at his feet, revealing a grand clock-shaped array.

—— Time Freeze (9th-tier Spell)!

Everything surrounding was frozen, including the warlock ghosts emerging in the ruins.

Shawn spoke expressionlessly, "Ruthless extermination?"

"Who ruthlessly exterminated the mortals of Ring City? Who sacrificed hundreds of thousands in the Dark Blood Sacrifice?"

"Your land?"

"Did you open up the Realm of Reality? You merely inherited a bit of legacy."

"Restless even in death."

"You remain in the realm of the living instead of going to the Netherworld and have the audacity to ask why disturb you!"

—— Meteor Burst!

Amidst thunderous booms, massive fireballs, like comets, descended from the sky. Shawn flattened everything around him with no expression, finally focusing on the Banshee named ’Mitya’ and said calmly, "I’ll give you one last chance to choose."

"Either follow me obediently, or I’ll obliterate you completely!"

This Death Banshee’s birth was somehow abnormal. She seemed to have turned herself into an undead creature at the last moment, avoiding the fate of bursting head like the other warlock family members.

She was the only survivor of the Horn Clan but not alive.

Tick-tock.

The Time Stream restored to normal.

The Death Banshee’s figure glanced towards Shawn, a trace of fear in her eyes. She whispered, "Will you spare me?"

Shawn said expressionlessly, "I’ll bind your soul, requiring you to atone for the Horn Clan’s deeds."

A blood-colored ruby emerged in his palm.

Shawn said calmly, "Have you thought it through?"

"Will you follow me yourself, or should I reduce you to ashes and use Soul-Binding Technique to take you along?"

Woooo!

An incessant cry of the Earth-bound Spirits sounded.

Mitya remained silent for a long time, releasing a faint sigh, turning into a gray-white light, entering the gem in Shawn’s hand.

—— Soul-Binding Technique!

Shawn calmly put away the gem, which turned gray-white, suddenly taking a deep breath. In the next moment, endless flames expanded in all directions, burning everything visible.

—— Dragon’s Breath Technique!

The fiery Dragon’s Breath turned the villa district into a sea of fire, burning away every trace of sin left here.

In the misty rain.

Shawn’s slender figure emerged from the fog, his gaze calmly taking in the people in front, saying softly, "Send someone in to clean up."

At this moment, the Horn Clan completely became history.

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