The soul collapsed completely under the opponent’s frontal push...

"No, no!!"

When the last bit of soul energy was shattered, he still couldn’t accept it.

"You, a mere mortal, how could it be, how could it be!!"

In his desperate roar, Kalanis had no hesitation in destroying the opponent’s last bit of soul energy.

At that moment, she focused her gaze and grasped the soul energy that was about to disperse.

She directly began extracting the opponent’s Origin Power... Authority!

Outside the Dimension Plane, in the Divine Kingdom of the God of Contract, the God of Contract seated on the throne suddenly awoke, his complexion turning pale.

The fury in his chest increased tenfold, a hundredfold at this moment.

He never thought he would be forced to this point by a human, feeling the soul’s extreme weakness, almost exploding.

He must seek revenge, he must!

Just as he tried to rise, he suddenly felt a powerful force surging in, forcibly dragging his power away... that damn bastard, snatching his authority?!

He almost laughed out of anger.

Damn, damn bastard, do you really think I’m a pushover?!

With a fierce determination, he roared, trying to control the authority and completely crush the opponent’s will.

But in an instant, his expression changed.

His Authority of Contract was... fading.

Not only did he fail to crush the opponent, but was instead forcibly robbed of authority despite having the absolute advantage.

wcnm!!

What the hell is this bastard doing?

That damn thing is my authority, how can you snatch it?!

In his millions of years of living, this was the first time he encountered such a situation. The authority of a Divine Spirit was Origin Power, to seize authority one had to contend with Origin Power, which is the manifestation of rules. How could anyone resist?

Watching helplessly as more and more authority was lost, an unspeakable fear rose in his heart.

That must be an Abyss Demon disguised as a human, it must be!!

In terror, with a fierce determination, he broke the connection... perceiving that the aura suddenly disappeared, the God of Contract was already drenched in sweat.

Coming back to his senses, focusing on perception... the Authority of Contract was left with less than 40%, the opponent snatched at least 60%!

Upon sensing this, a mouthful of old blood spewed out directly!!

Human, human!!!

"I want you all dead, dead!!"

...

Kalanis sensed the opponent had broken the authority, and with some regret she withdrew her gaze, a few more minutes and the entire Authority of Contract would have been hers.

This Divine Spirit was truly pitifully weak.

Taking a deep breath, she looked at the corpse lying on the earth surface, already devoid of life.

This was the last one.

Unfortunately, the previous 8 captured ones only had part of their will, not as brave as the God of Contract, daring to enter Lorand City with the whole soul.

So she merely let the previous Divine Spirits test the knife.

Unable to seize anything from them.

"Authority of Contract?"

After a brief perception, Kalanis slightly focused her gaze.

As long as a contract is signed, it must be adhered to, otherwise the Divine Spirit holding authority can punish the signer using the Power of Contract.

Even if, the signing parties are Divine Spirits!

This authority seems simple but possesses significant potential, yet in the opponent’s hands, it appeared too weak.

If she came to control it, it would definitely not be just Weak Divine Power, after millions of years of operation, it would at least be Medium Divine Power.

Strength has never been rules, but people.

Just as she planned to further study this newly acquired authority, the Soul Mark in her mind stirred.

At once, her spirits lifted, she immediately immersed herself in it.

Moments later, Kalanis reopened her eyes, her face somewhat complicated.

The Authority of God of Slaughter... even though she had grown to this level, her lord still kept her in mind.

Taking a deep breath, without any hesitation, she turned and left the dungeon, arriving at the Duke’s Mansion to bid farewell to Firina.

"Next, bewailing Divine Spirits will arrive, leaving just like this?"

Firina looked at the suddenly revealing departure intent Kalanis with some curiosity.

The method of the opponent using Divine Spirits to temper herself made her feel respect.

Her will was firm, her temperament steady, truly admirable!

"The lord has acquired the Authority of God of Slaughter... I must return to control."

"Ah????"

Firina looked at Kalanis earnestly, a sense of absurdity surged up.

When did such power as authority become so commonplace?

Obtained so easily?

And furthermore Lear would reward it to her...

Her thoughts were somewhat complicated.

Originally thinking she had already esteemed Lear highly, unexpectedly she still underestimated him.

Gazing at the figure before her, she suddenly felt a bit envious... this feeling of being kept in mind, truly different.

"Leaving this time, perhaps I will take the last step, then will be unable to enter the Main Plane again... Her Highness Firina, I hope you can fulfill your dreams."

Kalanis seriously looked at this elegant classical figure before her.

In her lifetime, she rarely admired anyone, but the lady before her, not much older than her, impressed her in all aspects.

If it were her, she may not do as well, and her lofty ideals left her in awe.

Firina stared at the sincere gaze of the opponent, after a long time she slowly nodded.

"I accept your kind words, and may the Goddess of Fortune watch over you..."

With this, they bid farewell, Kalanis turned and left with big strides, disappearing into the hall.

Firina gazed out towards the door, left alone.

Slowly raising her head, her gaze cold and indifferent.

She reached out to touch the Rose Canon... what does it matter being alone?

Her path did not require many companions.