Chapter 417 - - 412 Love remains though life ended_1

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Duge’s entire body disappeared into the water, while the Sea God Martial Spirit resembling Paul floated on the water’s surface. The sea spread out, a vast expanse, and for a moment, it was hard to tell whether they were in the mountains or the open sea.

Lass gazed enviously at the Sea God floating on the sea surface, sighing, “The king’s Martial Spirit has gotten even more powerful than before.”

Li En glanced at the Black Tiger behind him.

The majestic Black Tiger, compared to the Sea God, was like a docile kitten.

The corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and he said dejectedly, “The king says that Martial Spirits are not ranked by level, but no matter how much ours grow, they’ll never match his!”

“More than ten years of bearing humiliation and heavy burdens have forged the king’s unmatchably strong will and spiritual power. Moreover, he is more diligent than all of us combined; it’s only right that he is stronger than us…”

Reggie glanced toward Duge’s shadowy figure at the bottom of the pool and spoke with a resonant voice, “Although the king doesn’t say it, I can feel his pain when he breaks his own limbs. He immerses his body in the pool water probably to soothe the pain.”

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Then, several people tactically spread out, quietly guarding Duge.

A closer observation would reveal that everyone’s focus was on Duke Linqi.

Obviously.

The followers released from prison distrusted Duke Linqi the most.

Having heard their conversation and seen their movements, Duke Linqi snorted lightly with disdain. ‘Putting your hands on me? With just you few, could you even stop me?’

But at this moment, he didn’t dare to make any slightest move.

He understood better than anyone why Holley had chosen the pool.

It wasn’t for soothing pain, but because the pool was the place where he could exhibit his greatest combat power.

The battle at the Rhein River was Duke Linqi’s lifelong pain.

To be honest, even now when he drinks water, he feels a faint ache in his buttocks…

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After calming down, Duge opened his personal panel, looked at the spiritual power data, and tried again to split the Sea God Martial Spirit.

This time he didn’t choose to split the entire Sea God Martial Spirit in half, but instead, like splitting his own body, he first tried separating one hand.

Dividing one hand made the operation much easier.

The agony of tearing spiritual power persisted, but the splitting headache as if one’s whole being were hacked in half was gone.

Duge smoothly peeled off the left hand of the Martial Spirit from its body.

However, once the left hand of the Martial Spirit detached from the body, it snapped back into place like two magnets, quickly reuniting with the Martial Spirit and merging back as one.

Over the past few days, Duge hadn’t made any major moves, causing the enthusiasm of the audience to wane, and the increase of his spiritual power value was very slow, only sporadic hundreds or thousands per day.

For most of each day, the spiritual power value remained essentially unchanged.

When the left hand separated from the body, Duge saw that the spiritual power value momentarily dropped by almost two thousand, but when the severed left hand returned, the value replenished itself.

This proved that his effort to split spiritual power was successful.

But the challenge was how to keep the spiritual power split for a long time.

After pondering for a moment, Duge conducted a second experiment.

This time, after separating the left hand, he retracted the Sea God Martial Spirit back into his body as quickly as possible.

The left hand of the Sea God was left outside the body, forlornly floating there.

But soon, Duge realized he had lost control over the left hand. Now he couldn’t even manage to control it, let alone imbue it with his thoughts.

After a moment.

The left hand dissipated into thin air.

Duge glanced at the panel, and from the start of exercising the left hand to its disappearance, the dissipated spiritual power value did not replenish itself.

Duge sat cross-legged at the bottom of the pool, silently contemplating the entire process.

With the Martial Spirit outside, the severed left hand would return to the main body. However, when retracting the Martial Spirit back into the body, the severed spiritual power lost its support and dissipated.

Did it fail?

Could it be that in order to retain consciousness, the Sea God’s head must be left outside?

No, that’s incorrect. The Martial Spirit itself does not possess divine consciousness; the Sea God Martial Spirit is just a representation. Even if its head were left outside, the eventual outcome would likely be dissipation!

Each dissipation meant a loss of some spiritual power.

Even with over two million in spiritual power, Duge couldn’t afford such a waste, after all, he had accumulated this spiritual power from fighting on numerous Alien Battlefields.

What a pity.

The Power of Faith could not be brought into the Alien Battlefield, otherwise, with the Power of Faith’s blessing, the rate of spiritual power growth would be faster than that of Pan-Universe Entertainment, and he could conduct his experiments without any worries.

Perhaps he could try not to sever his body completely, or rather, to leave a bridge as an intermediary…

No sooner said than done.

Duge once again brought out his Sea God Martial Spirit, and the left hand of the Sea God Martial Spirit regrew, seemingly no different from before.

After all, he had over two million points of spiritual power; losing two thousand hardly made any difference.

Duge cut off the left hand of the Martial Spirit again.

However, he did not withdraw the Sea God Martial Spirit; instead, as the left hand was reattached to the body, he created a stream of water from the sea that caught the severed hand.

Then.

The left hand, connected by the stream of water, indeed no longer merged with the Sea God Martial Spirit but remained quietly connected by the waterline, floating above the surface of the sea.

The ocean was also a manifestation of Duge’s spiritual power; otherwise, losing a left hand would have involved more than just the disappearance of two thousand points of spiritual power.

As long as it was connected to the main body of spiritual power, the left hand of the Sea God Martial Spirit did not care whether it was attached to the Sea God’s arm or connected by a waterline…

Afterward.

Duge tried to withdraw the seawater and the Sea God, leaving only a left hand outside, with a thin waterline connected, and he succeeded on the first try.

After Duge withdrew his Martial Spirit, the left hand that was connected by a thin waterline and floating outside changed shape and turned into a small model of the Sea God.

It was over twenty centimeters tall, with its feet also standing in a puddle of water, about one meter square, identical to the previous Martial Spirit.

At the same time.

Duge’s personal panel flickered.

A new skill emerged:

Love Remains Though Life Ended: You can remotely control the split spiritual power.

The skill description was very simple; it seemed to have neither offensive nor defensive capabilities and appeared to be a rather useless ability.

Looking at the skill description, Duge thought for a moment and resolutely cut the waterline connected to the small Martial Spirit.

Sure enough, with the skill, even after cutting the waterline, the small Martial Spirit continued to float outside without disappearing.

Duge tried to command the palm-sized Sea God Martial Spirit; it could flexibly perform any action, and the small patch of ocean below it could also raise waves, roll up water dragons, and even condense small water figures, just like the original Martial Spirit…

But what use was this thing?

Send it out to scout for information?

Just about any Martial Spirit could destroy it with ease!

Of course.

He could also create a Martial Spirit with tens of thousands of spiritual power points, but his Martial Spirit couldn’t attack physical entities. If he sent it out and it encountered a mighty enemy and got dispersed, who would compensate for his loss?

Duge looked up at the little Martial Spirit outside, frowning tightly. A useless skill, perhaps?

This wasn’t quite what he had envisioned!

Just at that moment.

A white giant bird flew overhead of the Martial Spirit.

An idea struck Duge, and he controlled the small Martial Spirit to rocket towards the white giant bird.

Pop!

A crisp sound.

The sensation of being able to possess freely returned; the small Martial Spirit with nearly two thousand spiritual power points easily invaded the giant bird’s body.

And then.

Duge’s perspective shifted, he gained an additional viewpoint flying in the sky.

His spiritual power had possessed a bird.

Duge had no experience of being transformed into a bird; after the successful possession, he forgot to flap the wings, and the white giant bird plummeted straight down.

He hurriedly flapped its wings, controlling the bird to fly away into the distance, away from Duke Linqi and the others.

Duge was often adept at multitasking; diverting a portion of his attention to control a bird was within his capability.

Soon, the giant bird flapped its wings and flew far away.

Without Duge’s orders, although Duke Linqi and the others were very curious about what had happened to the giant bird that had been stuffed with the small Martial Spirit, they didn’t dare to rashly intercept it.

Down by the pool, Duge could hardly contain his excitement!

It was a success!

As long as Pan-Universe Entertainment did not retrieve the split spiritual power when they took back the main soul, he could leave a stake in this world.

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