Nanomancer Reborn - I've Become A Snow Girl?

Chapter 753 Requiem of the Dead

Spending the next two days teaching Yan about the soul and what she required him to do, Shiro double and triple checked to make sure he understood his role.

He was essentially setting up the formation while her butterflies would do the final touches.

"Do you remember what you need to do?" Shiro asked just to make sure.

"Mn I do. I need to make the formation with Tartarus’ Divinity and infuse my power into it right?" Yan asked since his Primordial Divinity synergised greatly with Shiro’s True Spirit Nature.

"Good. Follow me, the highest point so far is Ouranos’ Tower so we’ll be going to the top. As for whether or not it starts the trial, I’m not sure." Shiro mused to herself since Yan hadn’t completed the tower yet.

Nodding his head, Yan agreed as two travelled towards the tower.

Jumping up into the air, she grabbed Yan like he was a bag of rice and flew upwards.

Unlike before, she didn’t feel any kind of pressure. There were a few monsters that wanted to fight her but a single glare caused them to bow in submission.

Seeing as though the defences were still in place, Shiro wondered if Yan had to complete the tower.

Arriving at the top, she once again saw the empty throne but no one appeared to fight them.

"Seems like we’re safe." Shiro muttered as she set Yan down.

"Uff... has anyone told you that your way of carrying people to the top isn’t exactly comfortable?" Yan said as Shiro nodded.

"They have but enough chit chat. Let’s begin." Shiro narrowed her eyes as Yan nodded his head.

Taking a deep breath, Shiro channelled her divinity as a giant magic circle appeared in front of her.

Funnelling her energy into the divinity, darkness started to spread out from the tower.

Expanding into the horizon, Shiro could sense her magic slowly enveloping all five sections and her energy was being drained at a rapid pace. Despite her energy being bountiful, keeping this up for long was still going to be annoying.

"Yan!" Shiro called out as Yan activated a magic circle around them.

Funnelling her energy into his, she watched as a secondary magic circle appeared above the first one as ghostly howls could be heard above them.

Gritting his teeth, sweat poured from Yan’s face as he had never done something of this scale before. Even for Shiro, this was a new record since she was affecting the entire world.

Watching the magic circle expand, Shiro waited for Yan’s call.

"Done! It’s stretched to the edge!" He shouted as Shiro nodded her head.

Activating her True Spirit Nature, a black dress wrapped around her body as she slammed her hand down and pulled out the lantern housing the pieces of Ancient Terrors soul.

Looking at the tethers stretching across the world, Shiro narrowed her eyes and grinned.

Muttering something in ancient spirit language, Shiro watched as a pillar of light shot into the air and a pale green portal was opened with dark clouds surrounding the edge.

[World Class Magic Created.]

Seeing this notification, Shiro was pleasantly surprised as this never happened to her other spells that she cast in this world but this was a good sign too since she understood that she had succeeded.

"Just generate a name for me. I don’t care right now." Shiro muttered.

[Requiem of the Dead has been invoked.]

*DONG~

Suddenly, a loud bell toll could be heard as ghostly butterflies swooped down from the portal as a trail of green mist followed behind them.

Raising the lantern in her hand, Shiro grinned.

Landing on her hand, the butterflies took a whiff of the scent of his soul before rearing their heads back.

*KII!!!

Screeching out a horrifying cry, the butterflies flapped their wings and flickered into the distance.

On top of the butterflies, ghostly figures with chains followed behind them and there were even those with scythes.

Her spell was one that targeted a single person so that she didn’t need to worry about them harming innocents. Of course, if she wished, she can also have them harvest the entire world of its residents hence the name Requiem of the Dead. In her hands holds the power to destroy this world but that wasn’t her goal. She had only one goal and that was the Ancient Terror.

After a few short moments, she could hear pained cries as the butterflies and wardens soon returned with an illusionary figure of the Ancient Terror bound in chains.

Sucking him into the lantern, Shiro watched as more and more shards of him were absorbed.

Deactivating her True Spirit Nature, Shiro watched the spell continue to drain her energy but it was collecting the souls quickly.

There were two ways to deactivate this spell. Either the target has been completely absorbed or when she cancelled it. There were ways to forcefully disable this spell but it was going to be hard since it absorbed the ambient energy in the world to power itself. Most of this energy came from the towers so to destroy this would be to destroy the tower which was impossible. In this world, the spell was unbreakable.

As the shards were being collected, Yan’s face was becoming pale since the constant flow of energy through his body was becoming painful but he gritted his teeth and pushed on since the spell was almost over. There was now only one tether left.

However, no matter how many butterflies went or how many wardens followed, this tether stayed strong and Shiro understood that it was probably the main body of the Ancient Terror.

Shrugging her shoulders, Shiro deactivated the spell as the portal slowly closed up, sucking all the ghostly figures back and light returned to the land. Glancing down, Shiro could see the panic on people’s faces but she couldn’t care less since there was only one shard left. Once she captures this, they wouldn’t need to worry about the Ancient Terror ever again.

Turning towards Yan, she could see that he was laying on the floor panting heavily with sweat pouring out of his face.

"Tricia and Beril are in this city. I’ll send you to them so that they can help you. I’ll go take care of the last shard." Shiro smiled as Yan nodded his head.

’Helping’ him down, Shiro ignored the shocked glances of people who saw her descend from the top of the tower.

"Have you sealed him away?" Beril asked.

"Not yet. I got one last piece to get." Shiro shook her head.

"That is probably the strongest piece then." Beril frowned as Shiro chuckled.

"Don’t worry. If he had shattered his soul into so many pieces then this means that most of his power is in the lantern." She replied while patting Berils head.

Pouting a little, Beril rummaged through her bag and gave her a single bottle of medicine.

"What’s this?" Shiro asked.

"Remember when you asked me about medicine to boost your physical parameters? I made it. It’ll boost your powers and energy absorption for around 5 minutes but it’s a bit shorter depending on what happens." Beril said as Shiro smiled.

"Thank you."

"Do you need my help?" Tricia asked.

"No it’s fine. It’ll be more annoying if the Ancient Terror aimed for someone other than me. Just keep public order and I’ll be happy. They did just see the world full of ghosts after all." Shiro laughed as Tricia nodded her head.

"Big sis did say that the world darkened all of a sudden and people were panicking saying that it’s the end of the world. The people in the Section of Night were a bit better but not by much." Tricia shook her head.

"Haha, I’ll trouble you girls to clean up after me then. I got a goat demon to hunt." Shiro grinned as Tricia nodded.

Bidding the two farewell, Shiro shot into the air like a bullet and rushed towards where the tether led to. Arriving in a few short moments, Shiro couldn’t help but force a smile.

Looking around her, Shiro saw that this was the place where she failed to kill the Sapling. The pool of Corruption.

In front of her was a robed woman with blond hair peeking out from the hood.

"You’ve arrived. I’m surprised you could cast such a great spell." The woman smiled.

"I had some help. I presume you are Syrune, the oldest sister." Shiro narrowed her eyes.

Pulling down her hood, the woman smiled and nodded her head.