Invincible! This person has lived for a billion years Chapter 359 Legs Too Weak to Walk

Chapter 359 Legs Too Weak to Walk

William was actually quite curious whether Astraeus could eliminate these five “Chosen Ones.”

The Fate and talents bestowed upon these five were so extraordinary that even a Quasi-Deity level powerhouse like Astraeus couldn’t compare.

To many, Fate is an elusive and undefined mysterious force.

However, William was well aware that those with higher talents don’t necessarily defeat opponents of higher levels, but they seem to always turn danger into safety during critical moments. Even when pursued by far stronger enemies, they always encounter unexpected turns of fortune.

If the enemy’s strength is only a level or two higher than theirs, attempting to defeat these Chosen Ones might lead to a counterattack, with the Chosen Ones possibly gaining unexpected opportunities due to the pursuit.

When killed, they also distribute their accumulated experience to other “Chosen Ones.”

This is probably what they call ‘providing experience points’.

But after all, Astraeus is a late-stage Quasi-Deity level powerhouse,there is still a certain possibility he could handle them.

The gap in strength is evident.

But… there is always the chance of an unexpected occurrence.

William gazed at the sky, where the fates were unpredictable, mostly stirred up by the entity he expelled from his body.

Besides the “Chosen Ones”, there were also souls of strange beasts escaping from the underworld appearing, his methods were indeed endless.

As William reflected, Astraeus had already arrived at the Void Vanguard Guild. He stood on the rooftop of the guild’s base and loudly inquired, “Who here is Connor?”

As a Quasi-Deity level big shot, his questioning terrified everyone in the Void Vanguard Guild.

Their guild was just a third-rate one, with the guild leader’s strength at the later stages of a mid-level Soulmancer. With a Quasi-Deity level powerhouse personally demanding someone, the guild leader of the Void Vanguard Guild hurriedly came out.

“What do you want with Connor?” asked the Void Vanguard Guild leader, with a young man who appeared to be in his early twenties following behind him. The young man bowed to Astraeus, “This is Connor from our guild.”

Logically, for a powerhouse and a figure of Astraeus’s stature to seek out a young man, it was mostly thought to be a stroke of fortune for the youngster.

The Void Vanguard Guild leader thought similarly, wondering if this Quasi-Deity level big shot had taken a liking to Connor’s talents and wanted to take him as an apprentice?

Previously, Connor was just an ordinary member, but in the past few days, he had suddenly shown exceptional potential among the young members of the Void Vanguard Guild.

Connor also bowed to Astraeus, saying, “I’m Connor, greetings!”

Astraeus slightly narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Connor.

Being skilled in divining fate, he noticed a mysterious purple halo above Connor’s head, a sign of extraordinary innate talent, along with a powerful mysterious force surrounding him.

If not for William’s command to kill Connor, Astraeus would have even considered taking him as his disciple.

If allowed to develop further, Connor was destined to become a hero of his generation.

Now, was he really going to extinguish this potential hero in the cradle?

Astraeus, silent, raised his hand and pointed a finger. A dazzling beam of white light shot from his fingertip, piercing through Connor’s skull, permanently eradicating his soul.

However, at the moment of Connor’s death, that powerful mysterious force surrounding him violently surged towards Astraeus.

The terrifying speed was such that even a strong being like Astraeus couldn’t avoid it. A potent dark force stripped away a portion of his original life force and disrupted some of his soul energy.

Astraeus grunted, his face turning pale as paper. He already had only a small amount of soul energy left, and with the loss of a part of it, he felt his life rapidly approaching its end.

The Void Vanguard Guild leader looked up, watching Connor slowly fall beside him, staring at Astraeus in disbelief.

“Astraeus… how could you do this?” the leader of the Void Vanguard Guild struggled to comprehend Astraeus’s actions.

As a Quasi-Deity level powerhouse, he had attacked a mid-level Soulmancer youth without any apparent reason, disregarding his own status.

Astraeus offered no explanation and disappeared into the sky as a rainbow-like beam of light.

The reason he had not suffered backlash from the mysterious force when killing Bradley was because Bradley had harbored killing intent towards William first. Since William had previously shown kindness to Astraeus, he was unharmed after killing Bradley.

Now, with Connor having no grievances against him, his sudden attack naturally led to a backlash from the mysterious force, especially since Connor was under the protection of that mysterious force.

The fact that Astraeus did not die on the spot after killing Connor was already fortunate.

William had been observing Astraeus’s actions and chuckled upon realizing this.

It turned out that the entity he had expelled from his body was sparing no effort for its resurrection, orchestrating events so that either William personally killed these people, thereby allowing it to snatch some of William’s energy, or faced the consequences.

This was the entity’s most perfect plan.

However, William didn’t see much significance in this.

Let the game continue!

He was curious to see what tricks the entity would play next.

Astraeus, aware that he might perish after killing one more person, dared not act rashly and sought William again.

“Great Seneca, I have killed Connor from the Void Vanguard Guild, but I discovered that Connor seemed to be protected by a mysterious force. I don’t have much of my original life force left, fearing that I can only kill one more before I must exist solely in a soul state,” Astraeus said, producing a delicate glass bottle from his pocket and offering it with a bowed head, “Please take back the divine medicine, Master.”

William waved his hand, saying, “You don’t need to return the pill to me. I didn’t understand the situation earlier. Take the pill now, kill one more person at random, and then go to the Divine Realm.”

Astraeus’s hands trembled at the thought of having to kill one more person…

For him, it wasn’t a difficult task, but with the current leader of the Pantheon Guild falling into madness and no successor in line, his ascension to a higher realm could plunge the Pantheon Guild into chaos.

“Great Seneca, there is still something unfinished for me in the mortal world…”

William nonchalantly said, “Then go finish your business first before you kill. It doesn’t matter who you kill, I’m not in a hurry.”

“Alright!”

Astraeus agreed and left. In truth, he hoped to ascend to a higher level and then seek William’s help in resolving the Pantheon Guild’s predicament.

But William’s words seemed to have anticipated his thoughts.

Both were experienced masters, and William had seen through Astraeus’s intentions as soon as he began to speak. Clearly, William didn’t want to get involved in unnecessary trouble.

Soon after Astraeus departed, Alice and Steven finally emerged from the grand hall of the Emerald Lion Guild.

William stood at the gate, the gatekeeper of the guild and William staring at each other as if asking, “What are you planning?”

“What are you trying to stir up again?”

After Alice and Steven came down and saw William, they almost burst into tears.

But even with people nearby, she seemed to have no concerns. Having walked only a few steps away, she suddenly threw herself into William’s arms, her eyes misty with tears, and said, “Where have you been?”

Steven turned his head, pretending not to see anything.

William frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, “What are you doing?”

Playing tricks?

Alice, between laughter and tears and with a hint of grievance, said, “I can’t walk anymore. Can you carry me?”

In the grand hall filled with Demi-God level powerhouses, Alice, a mid-level Soulmancer, had to maintain composure and speak with authority, enduring immense pressure. Now that she finally stepped outside, the moment she relaxed, her legs genuinely gave out.