Read Novel Full Vol 9. Chapter 39: No Other Way
Vol 9. Chapter 39: No Other Way
The scene of the previous Void sovereign being defeated by Atos...
Hearing Poseidon’s words, Leon’s eyes couldn’t help but light up.
Because earlier, Kaiser had said that every Void sovereign established some form of connection with the Void itself, thereby achieving true immortality in the absolute sense.
If Atos really had defeated the previous Void sovereign, then—as Kaiser put it—the answer to how that was done should have been known only to Atos himself.
Leon had long been troubled by this kind of “immortality,” unsure how an enemy like that could ever be defeated.
He couldn’t exactly go and ask Atos directly.
And unless Atos had gone mad, there was no chance he would ever tell Leon.
Yet no one had expected that this eyeball, left behind by the previous Void sovereign, would allow fragments of its own memories to be glimpsed when it possessed someone.
“Could you describe in more detail what you saw in that scene, Senior? This is very important to us.”
Poseidon adjusted his state of mind. Recalling such an extremely dreadful experience was no easy thing for an old Dragon King like him.
After a brief silence, Poseidon replied:
“In those memory fragments, I saw Atos use two kinds of magic.”
Leon raised an eyebrow.
“Two kinds? What were they like?”
“One forcibly separated the original body from the soul and memories. And the other sealed the separated soul into this Demon Eye.”
After saying that, Poseidon closed his eyes. His brows knitted tightly, and his expression showed discomfort.
Only after Claudia soothed him from the side did he finally let out a long breath.
Then he continued:
“Let me correct something, Prince Consort. This wasn’t exactly peeking into the Demon Eye’s memories. Or rather... when I think back carefully... It felt more like I was reliving its past experiences again, but in a completely new body... the kind where you feel everything it felt. That kind of pain, borne by both soul and body together... really isn’t something that can be described with words. It was like approaching death... or even surpassing death itself. For a Dragon King to give such an evaluation, you can imagine how painful possession by the Demon Eye truly is. And that pain—the Demon Eye itself, the former Void sovereign—it also experienced it. As the Demon Eye possesses others, that pain is passed along continuously. That does fit quite well with the nature of the Void—chaotic beyond restraint and utterly evil.”
Leon nodded.
“Alright. Knowing this is enough. Thank you, Senior. Please rest well.”
“Mhm. I won’t see you off, Prince Consort. Safe travels.”
Leon gave a soft acknowledgment and turned to leave the recovery room.
Outside, he chatted briefly with his master and the others, gave a few instructions regarding precautions against the Demon Eye, and then he and Rosvisser set off to leave the Sea Dragon Clan.
On the way back, Leon was very quiet.
But it wasn’t the kind of silence born from anger, sadness, frustration, or dejection—Rosvisser could tell.
Whenever his mood was sour, she would usually try to start a conversation, to divert his attention and lift his spirits.
Since that wasn’t the case now, it meant he was thinking about something.
So Rosvisser didn’t speak, careful not to interrupt his train of thought.
She even deliberately slowed their flight, keeping her body steadier so Leon would have fewer disturbances.
Only after more than ten minutes did Rosvisser finally hear Leon let out a long breath.
“What were you thinking about just now, so seriously?” Rosvisser asked.
“Those two kinds of magic Atos used.”
Leon said, “First separating the original body and the soul, then forcibly sealing the soul into an eyeball of the original body. There are a lot of strange points in that—and a lot of questions that follow.”
“Mhm. Such as?” Rosvisser prompted.
“First of all, combat on the Void side relies mainly on physical techniques and Void arts.”
Leon said, “They rarely use magic, especially magic involving the soul. Even within the Order-aligned systems, there haven’t been many such spells in all of history. How did Atos learn it?”
“Mmm, that is indeed strange,” Rosvisser agreed.
“But Atos has lived for tens of thousands of years. To defeat the previous sovereign, he must have made extensive preparations. Stealing or learning a soul-separation spell is barely plausible. Even if he learned that kind of soul-separation magic, why seal the separated soul into an eyeball of the original body?” Leon continued.
“Wouldn’t it be safer to seal it in some bottle or container instead?”
Leon had a point.
From historical precedent, the place of a seal determined the sealed object’s extended properties, duration, and difficulty of release.
Take Noa and the Ultimate Terror as examples.
After ending the dragon civil war and defeating the Ultimate Terror, Noa sealed her own soul beneath the ice layers of the Far-Northern Icefields.
That place was hard to find, guarded by layers of mechanisms and stone giants, and extremely difficult to enter.
But if someone had enough perseverance—or with Constantine’s help—finding it wasn’t impossible.
As for the Ultimate Terror, back then Taran sealed it within Sky City itself.
By relying on the residents’ vigilance and the suppression methods used against the Ultimate Terror, the time it took for the seal to be broken was greatly delayed, giving Leon, Noa, and the others time to prepare.
From this, it was clear how important the choice of sealing location was.
If Atos wanted to prevent his old enemy from ever rising again, then in a situation where killing was impossible, he should have sealed it somewhere it could never escape—somewhere no one could find or reach.
Yet Atos had deliberately chosen the original body’s eyeball, and even embedded that eyeball back into his own head.
Was he really not worried that one day the Demon Eye might turn on him?
That was the part Leon couldn’t quite understand.
“As for the sealing,” Rosvisser said thoughtfully, “it might be that the sealing technique Atos used had limitations. That it could only seal the soul within a part of the original body. And Atos chose the eyeball.”
She paused, thinking.
“Or else...”
Leon sat cross-legged on the back of the silver dragon, his arms folded over his chest, raising an eyebrow.
“Or else what?”
“Or else he couldn’t feel at ease sealing an immortal soul anywhere else.”
Rosvisser said, “Because once something cannot be killed, then given enough time, no matter where he sealed the previous sovereign’s soul, one day it would be found and released. So Atos sealed it into the Demon Eye and kept it with him at all times, personally supervising it.”
“Then wasn’t Atos afraid the Demon Eye would find a chance to kill him?” Leon asked.
“There was indeed that risk,” Rosvisser replied. “But there was no other solution, was there?”
Leon froze. He blinked and mulled over what Rosvisser had said.
It did seem to make sense.
For an immortal existence, aside from sealing it and keeping it by one’s side, what other way was there to deal with it?
And that, in turn, led to another issue Leon didn’t want to face.
“That means... anyone who becomes a Void sovereign is destined to be unkillable.”
Leon furrowed his brows, his tone heavy.
“Even someone as strong as Atos could only seal the Demon Eye.”
He raised his head and looked up at the sky above.
“Rosvisser... tell me. How are we supposed to defeat someone like that?”