Chapter 555: Chapter 0555: Elimination (Third Update Request for Subscription)

Downton Manor.

This homestead is situated near the capital of the northern province in the Empire, Avigus. It is abundant in timber and encircled by a dense forest, suitable for hunting in the summer.

It’s owned by the Downton couple. The male head of the house is a slightly famous merchant who is in good relations with the ancient Kro family. He’s considered a newly emerged respectable figure of Avigus.

It’s rather extraordinary!

The Chris Empire is conservative and ancient, some positions of governance and senior military ranks must be served by noble blood.

Every year, numerous businessmen waving thick “gold tickets” hope to acquire an admission ticket to high society, only to be shut out.

Yet the Downton couple secured the goodwill of the Kro family and managed to find noble blood among their ancestors. Otherwise, they would not be able to possess this manor, and step over the threshold into high society.

The so-called ‘Downton’, is naturally the pseudonym of the couple.

It originates from a marquis surname in the Chris Empire— Auston. It’s one of the eighteen collateral branches, and countless families and characters sprung from it. It could only be traced slowly among the vast pile of scrap papers by dedicated noble genealogists.

In reality, during the empire’s long history, the blood of various great nobles has already diffused, generating a vast, incalculable amount of illegitimate children.

At present, only a deity could clear up the complex genealogy chart.

The upper echelons of the Empire had opened a doorway, allowing some exceptional and excellent talents to ‘trace’ their lineage back to a fraction of noble blood, thereby obtaining a ticket to high society.

Of course, this was still challenging and required the help of several major families, such as the Cro.

Besides that, even after stepping into this threshold, these new quasi-nobles are often regarded as parvenus and met with resistance within various social circles. It would require several generations’ worth of time to truly integrate into high society.

Despite all this, a considerable number of successful lower-class individuals eagerly pursued this.

It could be said that the owner of Downton Manor, within the surrounding region, was considered a successful example of one’s ‘comeuppance’, a target for numerous rich merchants and heroes!

Inside the grand and magnificent manor.

The housekeeper Beryl, donned in a black tailcoat, looked no different from the way she was several years ago.

The [Undead] lifespan and youth are destined to last longer than most master-class occupational persons.

“The master and the lady will be hosting a banquet. The invited guests are all high-profile individuals in Avigus. I need you all to act according to the strictest standards…. Four more maids will be dispatched to the kitchen. Who’s in charge of the wine cellar? Check the wine stock once again.”

At that moment, she was using her discerning eyes to examine the few young girls in front of her, dressed in black and white maid attire, “You… clean the sculptures, be careful, they are all precious works of art.”

Nobles have a fondness for antiques, as they give off a classical charm and could demonstrate their heritage and bloodline.

But in reality, these so-called antiques, apart from having some historical and aesthetic value, are basically useless.

Despite feeling sick of it in her heart, Beryl still played her role as the housekeeper very well.

Just then, she furrowed her brows.

Because the scenario around her was changing dramatically.

The Manor remained the same, but everyone vanished!

“Not just people, but living creatures too!”

Beryl’s pupils contracted slightly, being an [Undead], she was particularly sensitive to life, “Is there a high-level professional around? Or is it some sort of miraculous artifact?”

Clearly, she had been ‘isolated’ from reality.

Not just that, the bright sunlight, the vibrant colors on the silk curtains, were also fading gradually.

The furniture was getting old…

It was as though she had been torn from the material realm and had stepped into an old black and white picture.

“Beryl, it’s been a long time.”

In a world of black and white, the only ‘color’ appeared.

He was a young man clad in a white robe; his hair was like gold, and his eyes were dark and deep.

What shocked Beryl even more was a certain kind of ‘character’!

The youth in the white robe seemed nothing more than a mere skin, beneath it lurked an even more profound and terrifying indescribable entity.

Just by gazing at it for a long time, it seemed like a kind of ‘desecration’. She felt as though she had committed an egregious sin and wished for death as atonement!

“Master… Master!”

Beryl knelt down, lowering her head deeply.

“Hm?”

Lu touched his face, “Did I expose myself?”

Understandably, his incarnation had been elevated to the extent that ordinary people could observe it.

However, when he saw the five-pointed star on Beryl’s forehead, he was relieved.

She was his slave and had a certain spiritual connection with him. Now, meeting face to face with him without any special shielding allowed Beryl to see more than others!

“Alright, get up!”

After he understood this, Lu waved his hand, allowing Beryl to stand up.

Despite the girl’s exquisite face was still downcast, she didn’t dare to look directly at Lu.

Lu then moved forward a step, one hand extending towards Beryl’s forehead, pulling out a spiritual body.

This was Beryl’s native spirit. On it were faint traces like rust that had spread deep into the spirit at every corner, hard to cleanse.

The remnants of the Wild God.

Lu murmured.

Initially, Beryl, as the Saintess of the Black Death Society, had long been affected by Lady Moon.

After she reached the Fifth Level, she could immediately become a ‘vessel’ for descent!

As a result, Lu directly replaced this influence with the Madness Chant of Shewinado. However, this also caused Beryl to be influenced by Shewinado.

The influence of gods couldn’t be completely removed; one could only replace one with another.

This was the iron law of the Transcendent world before one becomes a deity!

Even Lu at that time also had Shewinado’s influence!

This was also the reason for Lu’s urge to ascend and become a deity.

After becoming a deity, everything was naturally different!

At this point, Lu’s other hand reached out and grabbed the spider made of rust.

Boom!

A gust of Madness Chant emerged, like the combination of countless people screaming and shouting. Pain was shown on Beryl’s spirit.

But the big hand did not hesitate, applied some force slightly.

Crack!

Like shattered glass, the ‘spider’ made of Madness Chant let out a mournful scream. It cracked and turned into dust, disappearing into nothingness.

Beryl’s spirit also screamed, showing many cracks on the surface.

“Serve me!”

“Only serve me!”

Lu happened to say softly, a layer of rainbow light spread out, replacing the original influence left by the Wild God. It ‘bonded’ Beryl’s spirit together.

“Master… Master!”

Her spirit returned to her body, Beryl stood up wobbly.