Chapter 2419: Gazing into the Flow
Cain felt a sharp, piercing sensation stab directly into his mind and soul, cold and invasive. In an instant, he understood what was happening.
Soul enslavement.
The very concept was enough to plunge even the mightiest beings into terror. To have one’s soul subdued, chained, and reduced to a puppet for all eternity was a fate worse than death—a nightmare that stripped away identity, will, and freedom.
Yet instead of fear, the only thing that surfaced in Cain’s mind was amusement.
"Hahahaha... how stupid."
Ever since his clash with Legion, Cain had treated the defense of his soul as an absolute priority. Paradise was filled with monstrous lifeforms, ancient existences wielding bizarre and terrifying abilities. To neglect soul defenses here would have been suicidal.
Golden seals immediately manifested across his soul, intricate and layered, radiating ancient authority. They slowed the corruption and spread of the Crown Prince’s power to a crawl. What should have taken mere seconds was forcibly stretched into a grueling struggle that could last hours.
Inside Sky Terror, the Crown Prince frowned deeply as he sensed those defenses. Cold resolve burned in his gaze as he poured more and more energy into his Ancestor Power, forcing his will forward.
"The stronger you resist," he murmured darkly, "the more I want you."
The crimson eye embedded in the Crown Prince’s forehead glowed brighter and brighter, its light flooding the interior of the colossal fiendish dragon. Cain felt the corruption surge, pressing against his golden seals with overwhelming force, cracking them inch by inch.
Yet Cain did not panic.
Those seals were never meant to be absolute.