Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom - Chapter 137

Chapter 137: Blood-Red Plain
“How do we do this?” Enzo asked.

“It’s quite simple.” Mina replied with a smile, though Enzo couldn’t shake the feeling that this Potion Master had mischievous intentions—not malicious, just playful, enjoying seeing him stumble.

Then Mina asked, “Do you know about the soul world?”

Enzo nodded. “I know a bit.”

Mina began to reveal the secrets of the soul world. “The soul world is essentially what remains after a person’s soul ceases to exist, formed only under extremely unique circumstances.”

The soul world was born when a person’s soul ceases to exist!

This news left Enzo deeply shaken.

He had been to the soul world himself, not exploring all of it but understanding its immense size and its capacity for many souls to communicate and interact within it.

But Mina seemed reluctant to elaborate further on this aspect.

He brought up the soul world merely to aid Enzo’s understanding.

“In the most primal supernatural categorization, there are essentially two types of supernatural powers.” He continued. “One is the physical body, the flesh of the living. Many wise beings believe that the body hides numerous mysteries, and by continuously uncovering these, one can greatly enhance oneself.”

“The second type is the soul.”

“The soul itself is inherently mysterious, completely imperceptible to ordinary people. Only through facing life and death or being in certain special environments can people perceive the existence of the soul.”

“The power of the soul is extraordinarily strong, strong enough to create a world.”

“Of course, it’s not a real world, but the soul world.”

“As for her.” Mina pointed to Freya lying on the bed, then continued, “The curse she’s suffering places her within a soul world of her own. Your psychic strength is incredibly powerful, indicating your soul is equally strong. I can help you enter her personal soul world, and then you can resolve the last bit of the curse.”

Enzo asked skeptically, “Are you sure this will work?”

Mina seemed a bit unsure herself but reassured him, “It’s definitely feasible. However, I must warn you, if mishandled, it could have some slight repercussions, just minimal, with no lasting consequences.”

Hearing this, Enzo felt reassured.

This also made Enzo realize that besides being a Potion Master, Mina herself was knowledgeable about many supernatural secrets…

But for now, helping Freya lift the curse was the priority.

At Enzo’s urging, Mina patted her bald head and then waved her hands in the air, seeming chaotic but following some kind of trajectory, resembling some sort of ritual.

Next, Mina’s hands began to glow, and the light transferred to Enzo’s hands.

Mina said, “Alright, kid, touch her body, then follow the guidance of the soul, and you’ll enter her soul world. But, I must remind you, the soul world is the most real place for a person. Your actions will be recorded and become the eternal memories of the soul world’s owner.”

Enzo nodded, not fully understanding Mina’s warning.

He grabbed Freya’s hand, closed his eyes, and immediately felt a calling sensation.

Without resistance, Enzo followed the guidance of the soul and entered a vast blood-red plain.

On this blood-red plain, there were bodies of beasts and humans everywhere, blood pooling into streams that converged into rivers roaring across the plain, giving an eerie sense of bloodlust.

The setting sun was particularly ominous, its red hue unmatched in its malevolence.

Walking through this blood-red plain, calling out Freya’s name, Enzo received no response.

This made him doubt and mutter to himself, “Is this Freya’s soul world? It feels like a nightmare. And as the owner of the soul world, Freya should be able to hear my calls…”

At that moment, Enzo could only continue his search.

He unleashed Black Feather, flying through the air, and after a long flight, finally saw scenes of living beings in the distance—countless beasts roaring, and many people hurling insults, all directed towards Freya standing at the center.

Freya was screaming, utterly consumed by madness.

Golden flames erupted from her, clashing with both beasts and humans.

“You all deserve to die!”

The beasts and humans, lacking supernatural prowess, were easily slain by Freya’s immense power, and soon their corpses littered the ground.

Just as Enzo thought it was over, the creatures and people reappeared once more.

The beasts continued to roar, and the humans continued to condemn.

“Freya, you are a traitor to the Golden Lion Tribe! You’ve betrayed our people!”

“You devil condemned to hell!”

“You are a sinner!”

“Traitor, you will be forever trapped here!”

“…”

Countless words flooded Freya’s ears. Even as she covered them, she could still hear them.

Under such torment, Freya’s expression grew increasingly frenzied.

This madness seemed to transcend some boundary.

In the next moment, Freya’s face grew calm, though her golden eyes turned completely blood-red. Her delicate features regained composure as she conjured a blood-red longsword in her hand and donned a crimson gown. She smiled and addressed the surrounding beasts and people.”You can all go die!”

This time, her tone was not one of madness, but of tranquility.

At that moment, the sky darkened, transforming the blood-red sunset into a blood-red full moon.

Freya stood beneath the blood moon, gazing at the figure soaring in the sky.

Enzo sensed Freya’s gaze, but he hesitated to approach, for he saw that behind Freya on the blood moon, a pair of eyes had opened. These eyes were unmistakably feminine, incredibly alluring, and deeply captivating.

But those eyes, they appeared only for a moment and then disappeared.

It seemed as if just to take a glance.

“Who are you?”

Just then, Freya soared into the air and asked Enzo, “Who are you?”

Looking at the utterly unfamiliar Freya, Enzo shouted loudly, “Freya, snap out of it!”

Freya smiled and said, “Clear-minded? I’ve never been clearer. But you, intruder, are you ready to meet your end at my blade?”

Freya’s laughter echoed.

In the next moment, her crimson sword swung without hesitation.

Enzo swiftly dodged to the ground, realizing that to bring Freya back to normalcy, he must first subdue her.

With his immensely powerful soul—enough to astonish even Chloe—Enzo knew Freya, while skilled, was no match for him.

Enzo easily caught Freya and pinned her down on the blood-red plain.

Furious like a wounded beast, Freya roared at Enzo, “Let me go!”

Enzo shouted, “Freya, snap out of it!”

But his calls had no effect. Freya struggled violently, even opening her mouth and biting down fiercely on Enzo’s arm.

That caused him intense pain, a pain that seemed to originate from his very soul.

“Damn it, why didn’t that Mina remind me the curse could change Freya’s personality so drastically!” Enzo complained inwardly. Suddenly, the pain disappeared, and Freya seemed to come back to herself, apologizing with remorse, “I’m sorry for worrying you.”

Enzo released Freya and smiled, saying, “I’m just glad you’re okay.”

It was meant to be a heartwarming moment.

However, a long knife pierced Enzo’s chest, leaving him extremely incredulous as he looked at Freya, even ignoring the pain caused by the long knife piercing his chest.

Freya stood up with a smile on her face.

She looked at Enzo, who was half kneeling on the ground, and teasingly said, “You actually believed it.”

However, right after saying this, Freya herself seemed to suffer some kind of excruciating torment. She let out a painful cry, the blood-red color in her eyes faded away, returning once again to golden yellow.

Watching Enzo’s chest pierced by a long knife, Freya was in excruciating pain.

All of this was caused by her.

Tears streamed from Freya’s eyes as she gently embraced Enzo, continuously apologizing, “Enzo, I… ”

At this moment, Freya couldn’t forgive herself.

She felt Enzo’s soul dissipating under the onslaught of the blood-red blade.

Enzo grabbed Freya’s hand and comforted her, saying, “It’s not your fault. I was just too careless.”

His words were not just meant to console.

On the night he rescued Freya, Amy had mentioned some premonitory visions to him…In the bloody plain, he was stabbed in the chest with a long knife.

Amy originally believed she was responsible for this.

In her foresight, someone would come to the Crimson Star Tribe and take her away.

Now, Enzo realized that the scene corresponded to this moment.

“So, am I going to die?”

This thought floated through Enzo’s mind, then he saw the blood moon change again. The blood moon continuously melted, blood-red liquid dripping down and turning into raging flames upon hitting the ground.

Within the flickering flames, a woman walked out.

She had long blood-red hair that reached her waist, captivating eyes, a graceful figure .Her breasts were full and round . Her prominent curves barely concealed by a single red veil.

Approaching, she softly said, “How pitiful.”

Enzo stared at her and questioned, “Who are you?”

The woman in red veil smiled and replied, “Who I am is none of your concern. Also, I’m not the type to settle for anything less—I did not come for you.”

After saying this, she looked at Freya and continued, “Become my proxy, and I will show you the real world. As compensation, I can intervene to save him.”

Freya did not hesitate and immediately agreed, “Alright, please save Enzo first.”