Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes!-Chapter 165 162-Clinton: Isn’t This Supposed to Be Astral Projection? What the Hell is Soul Unsheathing?!
"That was insane!"
"Who would've thought that the fortress guardian spellbeast Velen captured back then would grow to such a terrifying level?"
Clinton was so shocked by the battle he had just witnessed that he couldn't speak for a long time.
"Young Master Velen, if you hadn't commanded Lord Ironback Centipede to act, Prince Eureka would have been in real danger."
"This kindness—Uno Kingdom will never forget it!"
At this moment, Galdorin also stepped forward to express his gratitude to Velen.
"It's nothing!"
"It's just that they sent too few. If another eight or ten knight captains had shown up, the journey would've been a lot more entertaining."
Velen dismissed the matter casually but couldn't help voicing his disappointment.
Hearing this, both Galdorin and Eureka silently walked toward the door.
"Prince!"
"The people and spellbeasts of this damn fortress may look friendly, but when they fight, they're absolutely brutal!"
"We must never provoke them!"
Galdorin lowered his voice to warn Eureka.
"Galdorin, do you even need to remind me?"
"Especially that centipede—I'm starting to suspect that spellbeast could take on all five of Uno Kingdom's knight captains and still hold its ground… it might even crush two of them!"
After speaking, Eureka sneaked a glance at the Ironback Centipede.
At that very moment, the Ironback Centipede happened to be looking at him, flashing him a nightmarishly sinister grin.
Eureka nearly cried out in terror on the spot!
What's with these two?
Velen was puzzled.
"Are they thinking about 'Jingjing' again?"
"Is it the 'Shizuka' from Doraemon?"
He sighed, thinking that their mental resilience was simply too weak.
They had no talent for the art of extravagant flexing!
Nightfall came, but the journey did not pause for rest.
They continued at full speed.
That night, Velen slept comfortably inside the fortress-like flying vessel.
The next morning—
The first thing Velen did upon waking up was check the day's special loot.
Today's Special Loot: Soul Augmentation Shard × 10,000
Soul Augmentation Shard: When fused, it enhances the soul, granting the power of Soul Unsheathing!
Huh?
Soul Unsheathing?
Are we sure this isn't just Astral Projection?
Am I supposed to unsheathe my soul like a sword and then resheath it?
The mental image alone made Velen feel a little uncomfortable.
After confirming today's loot, Velen swept his gaze across the people nearby.
Maybe I should give these Soul Augmentation Shards to Clinton?
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His eyes finally settled on Clinton.
For an old guy like him, Soul Unsheathing would definitely have more style!
"He's doing it again—he's giving us that look!"
"The master gets restless if he doesn't flex his wealth every morning… But thankfully, it's not me this time!"
Seeing Velen's predatory gaze, Ironback Centipede secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he turned to glance at the clueless Clinton with a schadenfreude-filled smirk.
This old guy's in for it! Hahaha!
"Clinton, how's your soul cultivation coming along?"
Velen suddenly turned to Clinton and asked.
"It's going well! Why?"
Hearing Velen's inquiry, Clinton immediately responded, his eyes already shining with anticipation.
He knew Velen wouldn't ask such a question for no reason.
Thinking about the rabbit's Eye of Hell and all those ridiculous law fragments—who cared what kind of soul-related thing this was? Even dreaming about it would make him laugh in his sleep!
"Clinton, I've got some Soul Augmentation Shards here. Want them?"
"Once you use them, your soul will be able to unsheath itself and fight."
Velen smiled as he offered them to Clinton.
"Soul Augmentation Shards?"
"Unsheathing combat?"
"I want them! I'll take all of them, whatever kind they are!"
Clinton was so thrilled he nearly cried!
Finally, it's my turn!
I finally get to flex my wealth too!
Astral projection!
Didn't that mean he could project his soul outside his body and cast dual magic?
Once he got back to the fortress, he'd make everyone green with envy!
"Something's off! Very off!"
On the side, Ironback Centipede suddenly sensed that something wasn't right.
This… didn't match Velen's usual style at all!
"The master did indeed say 'Soul Augmentation Shards' and 'astral combat'… So which part of this is wrong? Why do I feel like something's off?!"
But no matter how much Ironback Centipede tried to figure it out, Velen had already led Clinton toward a corner of the room.
"Ironback Centipede, does Lord Velen actually have something as powerful as Soul Augmentation Shards?"
Eureka and Galdorin couldn't contain their curiosity and bombarded Ironback Centipede with questions.
"Of course!"
"Master Velen's pockets are like a treasure chest—he can pull out law fragments and mystical items at will!"
"Do you remember the rabbit back at the fortress? That's the master's most cherished spellbeast!"
"Not only did he give it the Eye of Hell, but he's also training it to become the Strongest Sword Rabbit in the Universe!"
Speaking of this, Ironback Centipede's tone turned full of envy.
"Even though I got the Frostfire as a gift from the master, compared to that sword rabbit, I'm nothing but a weakling!"
Eye of Hell?
Strongest Sword Rabbit in the Universe?!
Hearing this, Eureka and Galdorin couldn't help but recall the dumb-looking rabbit they had seen at the fortress.
Never in their wildest dreams would they have imagined that the rabbit was that powerful.
"To hell with being a prince!"
"Galdorin, I don't want to live anymore!"
"I've trained hard my whole life, and now I'm losing to a rabbit?!"
Hearing this, Galdorin shook his head with a bitter smile.
He then silently opened the door and said,
"Prince, you go sit here and reflect on life—I won't be joining you this time!"
"Astral projection… Damn, I'm so jealous!"
"That's the ultimate dream of every mage in the universe! If I could astral project too, I'd be on par with the kingdom's strongest!"
BOOM!
At that moment, an overwhelming burst of soul energy exploded from Clinton's body.
A colossal surge of spiritual force coalesced above his head—
And then… it took the shape of a sword.
Wait.
A sword???
Eureka, Galdorin, and Ironback Centipede were all dumbfounded.
Wasn't this supposed to be astral projection?!
How the hell did it turn into Soul Unsheathing?!
"Velen, what's going on?!"
"This—this isn't what I expected from astral projection!"
"I got scammed!"
Clinton was absolutely devastated.
This wasn't astral projection!
This was soul extraction!
A white-haired old mage like him—was he seriously supposed to brandish his own soul as a giant sword and charge into battle?!
As his anguished cries echoed through the air, Galdorin opened the door and sighed,
"Prince, on second thought… maybe staying here isn't so bad after all!"
