Cursed Immortality

Chapter 763: Zodiac Plains Enforcer (2)

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Jacob had no idea what was going on, but he could tell that things were going south too fast, and the parties involved this time were not entities he could handle at his current level.

He was especially shocked by Golden Constant-51,117's sudden transformation into a white human torchlight, and the eye in the sky seemed quite surprised by it as well.

Furthermore, because of Golden Constant-51,117's sudden transformation, the mysterious pressure on him lessened greatly as he was finally able to move, albeit with difficulty. It was still enough for him to raise his head and look towards the starry eye, which gave him instant goosebumps as if he was gazing at something sacred and undefinable.

Without hesitation, Jacob decided to take advantage of the chaos and slipped away. He slowly started to retreat with every strength he could muster with his current disguise. He didn't dare to breathe, afraid of drawing the eye or the glowing Golden Constant-51,117's attention. As Jacob slowly retreated, he noticed that the eye was really not paying attention to him; under its piercing gaze, he was an irrelevant ant.

However, he hadn't even taken ten steps back when a new pressure looked on him; goosebumps spread throughout his body as his mortal danger sense cried in alarm. But he seemed to be stuck where he was without any ability to resist.

Furthermore, this new pressure locking him down was vastly different from the eye's pressure. If the latter was indifferent towards him, this former was clearly meant for him. The intent behind it gave Jacob palpitations, and for some unknown reason, his heart was beating excitedly!

At this moment, the white glow around Golden Constant-51,117 slowly vanished, revealing a tall naked creature. He was three meters tall and had a slender frame, but except for his humanoid form, he was monstrous in essence.

A peculiar white symbol glowing between his glabella, corporeal long white hair, and long beard covered his hoarie head, which seemed like white flames; his skin was an unnatural shade of sickly green, stretched taut over bony protrusions. Eyes, devoid of pupils and completely white, burn with an infernal glow. Long, sharp claws replace nails, and a jagged maw filled with venomous fangs. A stench of sulfur and decay clings around; whatever it was, it could only be described as a hellish entity.

"Good! Very good! You bunch dare to birth a Lesser Demon in this sanctuary! And now you, Furcas, dare to descend in this Lesser Demon's body! This is a clear violation of Zodiac Plains Rules!" The ethereal voice boomed, filled with anger and killing fury, as the stars in the eye started to move in a special trajectory.

However, the lesser demon, or Furcas, didn't seem to hear the voice at all, as his emotionless eyes were now locked on Jacob.

Jacob felt goosebumps under Furcas's eyes as if his very being had been completely exposed to the demonic entity's eyes. Before he could react, Furcas was now right in front of him.

In his presence, Jacob felt overwhelming pressure and a never-felt aura like before; it was like an embodiment of evil, and carnage was hovering right behind him, and this entity could take his life with a single thought. He never felt so close to death like today, and he wasn't even able to move.

"Do.You.Have.IT?" A horsed, overlapping voice between a young and an old man directly rang in Jacob's mind, overwhelming his mind with irrefutable authority and compelling him to tell the truth.

However, at this moment, Jacob felt something stirring within his mind and awakening him from his stupor. Nonetheless, it didn't help even a bit since the other guy's power was simply at a ridiculous level. A little high mental defense doesn't matter in front of absolute power.

Furthermore, what he didn't know was Furcas wasn't really here, it was only a whip of his soul because the real Furcas would've easily tore apart any soul defense he currently had. Even Nyx's nightmare flames weren't strong enough to defend against such an entity at her current level.

Still, Furcas didn't seem to notice that Jacob had broken free from his spell; the thought even occurred to him, as the disparity between them was like sky and earth.

But at this moment, Jacob was completely stumped as he didn't know what Furcas was asking about.

"Do.You.Have.IT.Sacred.Scripture.OR.Sacred Artifact!?!" The same question repeats but with more clarity and power behind Furcas's voice, which were extremely overbearing this time.

Jacob still didn't know what Furcas was talking about, but when he heard the terms 'Sacred Scripture and Sacred Artifact,' his heart skipped a beat because the implications of these two terms were simply too absurd. If Furcas was really asking about what he had thought he was, he would never reveal it; every consequence of revealing it would lead to his death!

"Who is this mortal, and why are you interested in him? Is this why you took such a risk to descend?" The ethereal voice from the eye suddenly rang with a hint of disbelief as it finally paid attention to the mortal, who seemed to be completely bonded by Furcas's aura. It could clearly feel Furcas using his prowess on him. Furcas was stopped in his tracks under that eye. Still, that voice seemed to snicker at this point as it icily declared, "If you had come personality, I would've still had some misgivings, but now, you are merely using a lesser demon's body to project yourself here with a wisp of your soul. Nonetheless, if I killed this guy, part of that soul residing within him would be as good as gone, and you'd suffer. I'll make sure you pay the price for ignoring the Zodiac Law Enforcer! Now begone with your toy!"

At this moment, Jacob knew things were getting worse, as he clearly felt that voice's killing intent. It didn't care about his life or death; it probably didn't know why Furcas was here, but it sure did hell want to make sure he paid for his blunt disrespect.

"Let me go!" Jacob finally decides to struggle, as he doesn't want to be tied down here while waiting for his death. He even decides to use his true power.

What was the point in hiding his strength when he knew he wouldn't be alive to protect his secret? His life was more important, after all.

Furcas's eyes widened ever so slightly, and he seemed surprised that Jacob wasn't charmed by him in the slightest.

However, at this moment, both felt true death approaching, and before they could react, they were hit by the tsunami of ethereal dark mist!