"Your soul! Why is it so dense!? This isn't the soul of a mortal..."

Anon laughed.

"You are correct."

"It is the soul of a god!"

The king then sneered as Anon charged at him. All sorts of traps were triggered and he was encased in an impenetrable reinforced magic barrier!

Anon had 'anima ward'. He wasn't scared at attacks on the soul level at all. Not to mention, he could endlessly revive if he was killed. He could even go back in time!

There was no chance of the king winning this!

But the king smiled.

"I alone am a soulmancer. But you have severely underestimated royalty!"

"Do you dare take on the might of the gods?"

"Oh?" Anon smiled. He looked at the king as if he was looking at an interesting toy. He wanted to see what sort of tricks he could pull out of his ass.

"NOW!!!" The king shouted and magic circles appeared on the ground beneath Anon.

"Interesting..." Anon felt his 'anima transmit' start to go off against his will!

The magic circles rose up like a phantom phasing through Anon.

Anon then saw four people appear out of nowhere! Surrounding him.

Anon frowned.

"Is this all?" Animaxiom covered Anon and started to rise into the ceiling. But it was like smoke getting trapped in a sphere. Anon tried to use anima transmit to appear next to the king.

He had a plan. He would use his ability to give people classes to prove to the people that the gods were malicious! Anon could easily escape this trap by killing himself and avoiding it.

But his thoughts transcended the scope of a mortal.

That was a bit of a lie. In all honesty. He was bored. He deeply wished that he could be beaten here. But he doubted it. He would give them a chance! A chance to entertain him!

The magic circles started to compress and it looked as if arcane threads woven in reality covered Anon.

The four people surrounding Anon started to bleed from all the orifices on their face. The king looked at Anon as if he was looking at a monster.

The magic circles shattered and those people collapsed to the ground. Anon stood in place with a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

"You lose..."

The king rubbed the ring on his finger.

"As the king of Ignis. I activate the artifact of the gods!"

"As for the price..."

"I sacrifice half of the kingdom!"

In that moment. A young man was chopping wood when he felt a deep fear penetrate his being. He looked at his hands as he started to turn transparent. He soon vanished!

All around the Ignis Empire. A similar scene appeared. People were vanishing into nothingness!

The king started to bleed from his nose as his skin started to shrivel.

The king then started to laugh like a madman. His eyes completely red.

"You have killed millions!"

The king had a smile on his face despite his statement.

"It had to be done..."

"You pushed me too far!"

"I..."

"I implore the Goddess of Magic! Merlin Eadda!"

A beam of light shot down from the sky as if the gods had become angry. The castle was destroyed and as the dust cleared. Anon was standing unharmed. He had shielded himself in animaxiom!

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The king's throne was the only thing remaining in place. Everywhere else had become a crater.

The king looked like skin and bones. It was obvious he had overdrawn himself from whatever thing he was trying to do. But his next words made Anon excited.

"I implore the Goddess of Nature! Graeme Natura!"

A green aura rose from the crater as plants started to rapidly grow. Transforming the area into a mini-jungle biome. The vitality of the king started to increase in real time.

Soon his face was blushed as if he was drunk and he looked as if he had aged in reverse. He was becoming young again!

Anon had a bad feeling. But he felt things were getting interesting. He tried to get closer to the king. But he couldn't move his body for some reason!

"Interesting..." He murmured.

"I implore the Goddess of Pacts! Edrea Foedus..."

A chain appeared on the neck of the king and extended towards Anon. A chain wrapped around both of their necks. It looked as if it were made of pure light.

"I implore the Goddess of Song! Posy Cantare..."

A beautiful melody started to play in the background disrupting Anon's concentration. He felt as if he was a drop of water falling into an ocean.

It was as if he was becoming one with the universe. It was a feeling of bliss! Anon shook his head and focused. Thanks to his anima ward. He was able to resist!

"I implore the Goddess of Life! Lona Vita..."

Clouds started to gather above both the king and Anon. Anon could hear people praying in the background. But he had no idea where these people were.

Then light shined as the clouds opened up.

A angel made of spheres of eyes, holding a scepter manifested from the light. It looked at the king and Anon as if it was looking at a lower lifeform.

With the wave of its 'hands'. White chains started to rise from the ground. Now Anon didn't simply have a single chain on his neck made from light. But he had holy chains that seemed to touch his soul!

"I implore the God of Crafting! Cynebald Artis!"

The world started to shake as a lock appeared over the chains and a pillar rose underneathe Anon's feet bringing him high into the sky. The foundation became golden as the lock closed.

"I implore the God of War! Wulfsige Pugna..."

Anon heard in the distance a battle horn. Knights in armor atop horses appeared in the distance seemingly manifested from nowhere. They surrounded the pillar that Anon was on.

Anon couldn't even blink. He felt a deep suppresion on his entire being!

"I might've fucked up..."

Anon tried to detonate himself by manipulating his animaxiom and allowing it to go haywire. His preferred suicide method. But the 'lock' from the god of crafting seemed to have some resonance with his animaxiom! This shocked Anon greatly...

"I implore the God of the Holy Spirit! Hale Deus!"

A giant white hourglass appeared above Anon. Anon felt his soul relic 'anima leap' go haywire as time started to become weird. It was as if he was in some sort of temporeal fugue.

"I implore the God of Death! Wystan Mort!"

Anon could barely feel his body at all. It was as if he was paralyzed. He saw a third eye open up on the forehead of the king. Anon's body had been transformed by the seal 'deification'. So his heart was abnormal. His blood was golden. His organs were different then a normal persons.

Anon found himself constantly switching between his axiom state and his normal form against his will! He couldn't even control his relics! He was in deep shit and the king wasn't even finished with his 'attack' yet.

"I implore the God of the Elements! Wulfsige Ventus!"

It was as if Anon was thrown into the deepest levels of hell. His body was burned in lava. Crushed by rubble and rocks. Drowned and shocked. Set on fire and poisoned. He was cut thousands of times by strong winds!

But Anon was no ordinary person.

His body instinctively regenerated despite his lack of conscious control over his body and soul. But he was burning through massive amounts of animaxiom!

"I implore the God of the Day! Soils Apo!"

The white hourglass above his head flipped as time started to move forward at an insane rate. Anon felt as if he was in a time machine and everything outside of his sphere of influence was in a timelapse.

"I implore the Goddess of the Night! Nox Luna!"

Then all of a sudden. Everything stopped. It all vanished as if everything that just happened was an illusion.

"Edrea Foedus. I offer my soul in exchange. Seal this abomination!"

A white sphere left the kings body. Attached to it was a chain. Anon felt the familiar chain appear on his neck as a ton of other chains trapped him.

Anon found himself confused. He then realized that the entire reserves of his animaxiom stored in his body had been used! He had bottomed out both in body and soul.

He was about to get wiped out! But the relentless attacks had stopped...

The kings eyes were lifeless.

Ten potentia born entered the area and looked at Anon. Anon started to laugh like a madman!

"Interesting! Interesting! I learned a lot today..."

A man walked to the comatose king and took the ring off his finger. But it turned to dust. They looked at Anon with hatred.

"What exactly did you learn?"

Anon started to talk as his entire being started to become transparent. He was vanishing from this world.

"I learned..."

"I really should be more low-key..."

"I also have weaknesses it would seem. How wonderful!"

The person looked at Anon and couldn't understand him. Why was he happy to lose? What did he have to rely on? The man felt a bad feeling.

The illusion seemed to vanish and Anon found himself on the pillar wrapped in chains. His body even more transparent.

Hundreds of portals opened up in the sky and they formed a weird mysterious formation. Anon didn't seem scared. He spoke out loud as if he was completely unbothered.

"My soul relics require energy. That is my biggest weakness."

"Having a body and a soul is also a weakness. No matter how strong it is..."

Anon's eyes filled with joy as he was banished from this dimension.

"I lack a proper foundation..."

Anon completely disappeared!