Primordial Chaos Dragon Tower: Harem System

Chapter 919: I Eat Immortals For Breakfast (3)

“Big sister, what is wrong?” Nara asked, looking at the pale expression on Vexthra’s face.

Hearing her question, Vexthra realised she had reacted in ways she shouldn’t have. But knowing it was already too late to take it back, she sighed and pointed at the screen.

“Watch first…”

On the battlefield, Kent tapped Lord Forsaken’s shoulder and injected blue Nirvana flames directly into his core.

The blue flame evaded his core instantly. The moment it did, Lord Forsaken froze in place, his face pale.

Kent deactivated his flame veins, feeling his energy draining at a rapid pace. However, his hand held the man in place. With the flame inside his core, he wouldn’t dare make any sudden movements.

“Well, looks who is about to die,” Kent laughed, using his alchemy knowledge to swirl the flames inside Lord Forsaken’s core.

“You wouldn’t dare, mortal,” Lord Forsaken said, shaking in his legs like a baby. His entire body was soaked in sweat as he was held under Kent’s firm grip.

To sweat that much within mere seconds shows he was in the highest level of panic.

“I dare do anything I want. Like I said earlier, the Forsaken race and I are now enemies, and until one of us is dead, there will never be peace between us. So before I send you packing, remember these words… Your bane of existence has awakened, and he is coming with blood and carnage.”

“I am an immortal. You do not want to become my enemy.” Lord Forsaken threatened, but Kent wasn’t afraid.

Kent sneered and gave a killer response, “I eat immortals for breakfast.”

More flames surged into Lord Forsaken’s core before Kent shouted, “Explode.”

“NOOOOOOO—”

His no was cut short since his core exploded the next second.

’Tower, I suppose we wouldn’t know the answer unless we see the real body. However, I believe we have sent him away the best way I could.’

⟦The master has indeed surpassed all expectations.⟧

“Thank you for your kind words, Tower.” Kent smiled and looked toward Uncle Drake.

“What do you think? Did I let him off too easily?”

Uncle Drake could only smile at Kent as he flew toward him.

Meanwhile, inside the tower, Vexthra sighed inwardly and waved her hand, causing the screen displaying the battlefield to vanish.

She turned to her sisters and let out another sigh. She knew she had to explain to them what had just happened.

“In the world of cultivators, there are three things that are extremely important. They are the soul, body, and core.

All three of these things work hand in hand to keep the cultivator going.

However, in most cases, many can live without their body or even their soul. There are techniques out there that can keep the body going without the soul.

Or in the case of those who venture into the underworld to comprehend the laws, they can live without their bodies.

However, in either case, one cannot live without their core. Whether their bodies are moving without their soul or their souls are living without the body, they each have one thing in common, and that is the core.

So what do you think will happen if the core is injured?”

The ladies started to connect the dots, which immediately caused them to start turning pale. They could already see where Vexthra was going, and that was more than enough to tell them the severity of what had just happened to the immortal.

“Unlike clones, Avatars have something called mirror cores. This mirror core is a literal reflection of the main core inside the true body.

It is how the main body communicates with the Avatar, regardless of the distance between them. In a way, the two are linked by a thread that cannot be severed.

Of course, in the event that this thread is severed, the main body will only sustain some injuries that can be healed in a few years.

However, if someone uses that thread to gain access to the main core, the situation becomes much more dangerous.

What Kent did just now was inject his Nirvana flames into the mirror core, and using the thread, he touched the main core.

However, he went further and exploded the mirror core, which, in this case, since it was connected to the main core and had already been touched by him, the explosion affected the main core.

The chance of that immortal dying is high, but if he had acted faster when he sensed the presence of the flame, then he would be seriously injured by now.” Vexthra let out a deep sigh.

Even as a literal god, what Kent did just now scared her.

“Though he nearly killed Val, what Kent did to him is several times more evil.” Vexthra shook her head and sighed again.

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[Planet Chacarro – A Forsaken Immortal World – Twenty seconds before the explosion]

Inside a tall, dark tower, a man with dark, twisted hair and delicate features sat in a lotus posture. His expression was twisted even more hideously than his hair.

Compared to his avatar, currently throwing swords at Kent, this look is much more terrifying.

Naturally, he was paying attention to something very important. If one looked closely, he had the aura of a Core Immortal. That was two stages above the one fighting Kent.

“Just die already,” he muttered, yet those words shook the tower, causing many inside or around it to tremble, some coughing blood.

At that moment, on the battlefield in the Dead Region, ten thousand swords were raining down on Kent. He was sure this battle would end with his victory.

But that feeling washed away when Kent’s movement suddenly surged and kept surging until a sudden sound entered his ears, and Kent vanished from sight.

Before he could feel the wind, a dangerous feeling entered his core.

“NO!”

His voice was hoarse. However, before he could attempt to sever the connection between himself and the Avatar, the Nirvana flames entered his main core.

“NO!”

All the immortal qi in his body moved toward his core in an attempt to prevent the flames. However, Kent was a step ahead. He exploded his core, and the impact was immediate.

“NOOOOOO!”

His painful cry, which contained all his energy, flattened the tower and sent ripples spreading several miles. In an instant, all those below the rank of Life Stage and within the twelve-mile radius of the tower exploded.

Even those within or above the Life Stage sustained painful backlashes, with many passing out. Some lost their cultivation due to the sudden interruption.

In an instant, the entire planet felt like it had been struck by a large meteor.

Seven people appeared through the void the next second after the tower exploded. They each had a cultivation base of True Immortals, a stage above Lord Forsaken’s true cultivation.

“What happened?” one of them asked, looking at the tower now in ruins. Not even the foundation remained intact.

From the wreckage, a boulder moved, and the main body of Lord Forsaken was revealed.

His face was deadly pale.

“Bram, your cultivation… What happened?”

Lord Forsaken, whose true name was Bram, had now dropped from Core Immortal to the Peak of the Heavenly Ascension Stage. That was five stages wiped out by a brat who was only at the Core Formation Stage and hadn’t even refined his core yet.

“I want his head!” Bram shouted, his expression dark and ugly.

“Whose head?”

“I want his head!”

It would take Bram a couple of weeks to calm down, and then he would report what happened to his leaders. From there, a hunt for Kent would begin.

However, since nobody knew his name, looking for him would be next to impossible.

Without Kent even knowing, the Forsaken Race, who had been low-key for years, began to stir—and this time, they would be coming for his head.