Chapter 78 The Divine Punishment of the Lost Lord

Irene's life span is running out, and she has already spent half of it.

And if she wants to kill the mysterious being in front of her, she will obviously need more life than before, and she will not survive at all.

When Carl was thinking about whether to take the girl's life again, he suddenly felt a broken message emerging from the depths of his soul, and finally gradually manifested into an understandable concept.

All "weapons" are different, and weapons made of white light will not have any effect on the mysterious being in front of him.

He can only choose from "emotion" and "sense".

Consuming almost all of the girl's emotions or senses is enough to make a "weapon" that can destroy the sea monster, but the impact of choosing either one is far-reaching enough.

So that's it, Carl finally decided to take away some of Irene's emotions and senses, and carefully avoid the most important part of her heart.

Irene felt that she had lost something, but she couldn't figure it out.

She just raised her head again, wanting to see the white dawn in the sky.

Pink and crimson light intertwined in the sky, and finally converged into a blood-red hot flame!

It expanded and rolled bigger, gradually hanging side by side with the two suns in the sky.

It was like three suns in the sky, shining together.

The Son of the Abyss showed extremely strong fear, and even wanted to beg for mercy. It seemed that it was different from mortals and could see the amazing scene and feel the power of destroying the world.

However, Carl would not stop at all.

He was extremely hungry and could feel the temptation of the mysterious existence, just like those mysterious and strange objects that were extremely coveted!

Byrne, Irene, Chris, and the members of the Fisher family watched this scene devoutly, and all knelt on the ground.

Carl's invisible will carried the blood-red hot flames and descended from the sky. Those hot flames turned into blood-red streams of light, and fell accurately into the many huge and ferocious eyes in the sea.

The Son of the Abyss let out a very miserable whine, and Carl could almost feel its extreme fear.

The people of Nasir did not see the blood-red hot flames, but only saw that the extremely terrifying seawater, which seemed to be swallowing the whole city like a monster, suddenly solidified, as if time had stopped.

The next moment, it suddenly began to collapse, like broken ice, gradually shattered, and then turned into smoke and drifted in Nasir Town.

Carl felt a spirituality escaping, and swallowed it without hesitation, just like absorbing all kinds of mysterious objects as usual.

Delicious.

It was a very special taste that made Carl's soul delighted, just like tasting exquisite seafood dishes, feeling the extremely tempting sweetness.

In comparison, those mysterious objects at the "collection" level were just like boiled vegetables. Although they were edible, they were indeed tasteless.

He gradually recalled that when he was most hungry and swallowed the spiritual power of the transparent bottle, he also tasted an extremely delicious taste, but his consciousness was not clear at that time, so he didn't notice it at all.

Everyone in Nasir Town looked at this scene in great astonishment, and few people knew what had happened.

People just knelt down, prayed and thanked the great gods.

"The miracle of the gods, it was the miracle that saved Nasir!"

"Great, we are saved!"

They cheered and jumped for joy, thinking that it was the great gods who saved the people of Nasir!

Everyone was excited, and the joy of witnessing the miracle was extremely great. They revered the great gods more than ever!

Only the people of the Fisher family looked calmly at the holy object in Irene's arms.

Byrne stared at Irene in silence, his fingers trembling slightly. The situation just now definitely cost her a lot of life, and another of his relatives might leave him.

He was a little scared, afraid that Irene, who was kneeling on the ground, would suddenly turn completely white and fall down.

"Irene?"

Byrne recalled the sad dream that he often dreamed of, in which he failed to protect his family, all the people in the Fisher family died, and his father questioned him very seriously and disappointedly, full of disdain.

"You failed to protect them, Byrne, I misjudged you."

The Fisher family is too weak. If they had stronger power, they would not have let Mrs. Isaac escape. They could even kill her before she was alerted without relying on the Storm Priest.

All the helplessness in the world is ultimately caused by the lack of power of the parties involved.

He yearned for powerful power more than ever before, and his emotions were more intense than ever. Even if he had to do whatever it took, the Fisher family must be strong enough to stand on this extremely cruel continent!

There are still twelve years left, only the last twelve years left. A tragic war will almost certainly break out between the Rhea and the Syat people, and the external pressure and cruelty they will face will only be higher.

There is no time to develop slowly. We must seize every opportunity to become stronger. The Fisher family needs to master more power.

Byrne is different from other people in the Fisher family. He is like a sponge that absorbs water and continuously absorbs all kinds of experiences, and then he can grow and change again and again.

Carl gave each family member a step to godhood corresponding to their personality.

The essence of the path of knowledge is that learning never ends.

"Byrne."

Erin suddenly turned around and looked at her brother with a calm expression.

"I seem to understand. This time, what I lost was not "lifespan" but other things deep in my heart."

Not lifespan? Byrne was slightly stunned and asked subconsciously:

"If it's not lifespan, then what is it?"

Erin shook her head and continued calmly: "It's the emotion of "fear", and the senses of "taste" and "smell."

"Now I feel very calm, and this feeling is actually not bad... Well, some of the anxiety deep in my heart has disappeared."

After she finished speaking, she showed an ethereal smile, but she didn't seem very happy.

Not losing lifespan, but losing "fear", "taste" and "smell"?

Byrne fell into deep thought. Compared with other emotions and senses possessed by humans, those she sacrificed were the least important ones.

He could vaguely sense that the great Lord of Loss was indeed protecting Irene, and he had the most basic goodwill towards the Fisher family.

If it was a god without any emotion, who was basically just using the family, he would not take away "fear", "taste", and "smell" so accurately, and might take away the extremely important "joy", "vision", and "hearing".

Byrne was grateful to the great Lord of Loss from the bottom of his heart.

"Although I still don't understand why it is difficult for me to get a response, I sincerely hope that I will be the one sacrificed next time."

"No, that's not right..."

He suddenly shook his head and said with a firm look in his eyes: "I don't want any more sacrifices. The Fisher family must master more powerful power to deal with the crisis that may arise next!"

Byrne stood up, patted Irene on the shoulder, and said calmly:

"Irene, you should rest. I will go to Isaac Manor in the north city to confirm the specific situation."

Irene did not answer, but smiled indifferently. She did feel very tired, but her mind was clearer than ever before.

After losing all her fear and anxiety, she felt unprecedented relaxation.

Although Irene also vaguely realized that losing "fear" would never be a "good thing in the true sense".

"Chris, take good care of your sister."

He glanced at Chris calmly, and the latter nodded.

After Byrne came to the North City District with his family guards, he couldn't bear to see the tragic scene here.

Half of the North City District was swallowed by the flood, and many walls that could not support it collapsed. The people who survived were at a loss, and even knelt on the ground and cried.

The North City District is the least populated and richest area in Nasir Town. He subconsciously estimated that nearly a thousand people died in the disaster just now.

When he came to Isaac Manor, Byrne suddenly saw Mrs. Isaac kneeling on the ground, emitting white smoke all over her body, with a shriveled body, and completely lifeless.

She had lost her soul and was dying slowly.

Mrs. Isaac stared at the vigilant Byrne, and said slowly and hoarsely:

"My soul just merged with it, I saw it, I saw it... So you are also, so that's it..."

Her shriveled face suddenly showed a devilish look full of evil and resentment, and she screamed and wailed at the top of her lungs!

"How similar, I curse you, sooner or later you will fall into the same situation as us brothers and sisters! Fisher family! You will go to hell sooner or later!"

In order to prevent her from saying more nonsense, Byrne decisively took out the flintlock and fired a whistling bullet, piercing Mrs. Isaac's forehead.

He looked at the devastated surroundings and fell into deep thought.

"The Fisher family will not fall into hell, because we have already been in it."