Chapter 306
Chapter 307 A Mole
That kind of power was extremely rare. Right now, in the entire Space Alliance, only one Mythic-tier Professional was known to have it.
Then there was the second way to revive. Soul Revival.
“Souls are a form of mental energy,” Joanna said calmly. “Evil gods love to devour that energy. It’s deeper than flesh or matter. Rage. Lust. Greed. Envy. The stronger the emotion, the stronger the soul wave.
“People pray to evil gods out of greed. They want power. The evil gods give them power. That power makes their greed even worse.
“Death fills you with regret. You want revenge. New emotions explode. Little by little, cultists go insane. They never realize the truth.
“The evil god is harvesting their souls. Viola keeps getting weaker because she has sacrificed her soul too many times. Her soul is already broken.
“Fresh souls like yours? That’s what evil gods love the most p>
Joanna paused.
“But tell me something. If your soul is erased, can you still revive p>
She smiled.
“I already learned how to kill you for real p>
Sweat poured down Neil’s face.
He started begging for mercy.
“Joanna, don’t. Please, I beg p>
He tried to keep talking.
But her attack was already activated.
Soul Storm (SSS Rank)
Soul-type attacks were incredibly rare. They were hard to learn. Most mages avoided them. Why? Because they required massive Spirit Attributes, and the damage scaling was poor.
A professional with 100 Spirit could cast a fire spell and deal 1,000 damage, because fire exists
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in the physical world.
But with the same 100 Spirit, a soul attack only dealt 100 damage. Souls were unique. They had no amplification.
Even so, soul skills ranked higher than elemental magic.
Because soul power could erase a soul.
The violent Soul Storm shredded Neil’s soul.
His eyes bulged. Then the light vanished. He collapsed to the floor.
He had died.
Clean. Simple.
Joanna’s face stayed calm.
Killing Neil didn’t even make her blink. This wasn’t her first kill.
There was no relief. No emotional release. It felt like swatting a fly that wouldn’t stop buzzing around the room.
Finally quiet.
Annoyance deleted.
“Your friends are next,” she said flatly. “Your brothers are next. Anyone who sacrifices souls to evil gods will be wiped out p>
She remembered Voidreach Town. She remembered the Goddess Monument the townspeople had given her.
This time, she was going big.
She was going to kill an evil god.
Helen once said that human beings were parasites to an evil god. Like viruses. That meant one thing. Then maybe even a weak virus could kill one if it broke their immune system.
So what scared a Fire God the most?
Water.
The only problem was simple. Joanna didn’t know where the evil god was.
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But now, an opportunity was present before her.
The entire Magma Star was still locked in battle.
The warden was fighting Vincent. Cultists were releasing prisoners and stealing magma stones.
Joanna bought a standard Space Alliance’s Prisoner’s transmog outfit and put it on.
It cost her 150,000 Starcoins. Who even bought this stuff?
Then she switched Power Siphon to Stellar Dominion and stored her contract beast inside.
Her hair auto-adjusted, splitting down the middle. Her forehead revealed the mark of an evil god.
She had noticed it before. Even though her mark was fake, it looked exactly like Neil’s mark.
That evil god branded its followers. Those who obeyed gained fire power. Those who refused were burned forever.
But Joanna had Eternal Sun and a Starforged Physique.
She felt nothing.
Every evil god followed different rules. Medusa’s rule made all snakes go berserk when they saw Joanna and try to kill her.
Joanna didn’t feel pain. Her body was stable.
Who would suspect she had rejected an evil god?
She also had purple hair. Look closely, and she looked downright evil. A perfect villain.
Dressed in a prisoner outfit, she ran with the prisoners as they broke out.
But she didn’t stay with the inmates from that prison. Small bases meant everyone knew each other. A stranger would stand out.
Other bases were different. No one knew her there.
Joanna quickly merged with prisoners from other facilities. They formed a group and ran nonstop. In three hours, they crossed thousands of miles. At last, they reached the cultist spaceship.
The cultists inside erupted in cheers.
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“Hahaha! Where’s the booze? Where’s the meat? I’ve been eating bland garbage for months p>
“We’re free! Finally free p>
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