TOP SECRET: Adventures in the Dark Continent

More wandering souls came out of the thin shadow of Jack, the Shred. His shadow looked like a bottomless pit of wandering souls.

The wandering souls have heard his orders and carry on towards Shazgod, the Iron Lady.

Looking at that great number of lost souls, she did not slow down and kept the same pace.

"Terrifying Darkness" A cold voice echoed from inside her steel helmet.

The dark steel armor shone brightly with dark light. The light was ball-shaped and appeared to be a black hole that swallows the light.

A strange sensation was felt inside the arena because of the appearance of the dark ball. All the surrounding air was being absorbed towards it like a black hole. But it was not just the air, but also the souls around her.

The audience felt suffocated because of this, some of them were unable to breathe properly because of the shortness of breath and others almost fainted in the stands.

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The instant the lost souls touched the dark light, they scream with more agony and despair than before. The dark light seemed to devour souls and destroy them, but the process was painful and agonizing.

"!!!!!!!!!!" Jack, the Shred, was shocked by this scene. He never thought that his wandering souls could be easily destroyed by dark light.

The number of souls in the counter was decreasing as they died as they were absorbed by the dark light.

"It seems that you have some kind of skill, it makes my desire to rip out your soul even more. Wandering souls, explode !!!" He screamed.

The wandering souls quickly inflate and explode.

Booooooooom !!!!!!!!!!! Boooooooom !!!!!

Dozens of explosions took place in the arena, it was not just the wandering souls who were fighting Shazgod, the Iron Lady, who were blown up, the ones who were fighting the dark creatures also exploded.

The dark creatures summoned by Shazgod, the Iron Lady, were devouring the wandering souls as if they were food.

The dark light, which absorbed many souls before, began to distort because of the explosions. The wandering souls, who were still alive inside, exploded in succession and caused problems for the skill.

The count of wandering souls was being reduced more quickly because of the explosions.

"..." Shazgod, the Iron Lady, canceled the Terrifying Darkness skill when she saw the instability in the skill.

Despite her actions, she had not stopped her steps. She was already three meters away from Jack, the Shred. With every step she took, he felt a great pressure pressing on his body. 

His mind was already crazy because of the dying screams of the souls and the arrival of Shazgod, the Iron Lady, was more of a mountain pressing on his body.

As a person of the intelligence and agility attribute, he does not have a powerful body, so if he is hit by the wooden sword, Jack, the Shred, knows that he will die.

(This damn bitch really has the skills to nullify my souls. If this continues, I will lose all my wandering souls and have a lot of work to collect these things again) Jack, the Shred, he thought. He understood that his opponent had skills that have advantages over him.

(The next tournament will take place in five months ... I can wait until that day comes. During that time, I will collect more wandering souls before fighting again) He decided to give up on this competition and focus on the next one.

Shazgod, the Iron Lady, was the worst opponent he could have.

Jack, the Shred, only had one attacking skill, which is the Wandering Souls. Because of the screams, his mind cannot maintain sanity to conjure up other things. Thus, he only had passive skills and only one active skill. 

He and Liu Yang were similar in that regard, but Jack, the Shred, was forced to do this while Liu Yang chose to do this.

"I ..." When Jack, the Shred, opened his mouth to say "I give up".

Something surprising happened.

A thick black liquid covered his face and prevented him from breathing or speaking.

"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jack the Shredder started to squirm and use his hands to wipe off the black liquid that covered his face like a mask. He was desperate.

If he cannot breathe, he will die in a few minutes.

The black liquid not only covered his face, but it also covered his body slowly like mud.

(Wandering Souls !!! Attack that bitch !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) He shouted mentally in despair.

(Ahhhhhh !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) About a hundred wandering souls came out of his shadow and charged towards Shazgod, the Iron Lady, like crazy creatures ready to kill.

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The screams of a hundred lost souls were chilling. The weakest felt a chill down their spine and prayed they would never be the targets of Jack, the Shred.

Everyone in the audience felt the pain and torture in the screams of the suffering souls.

Shazgod, the Iron Lady, stopped her steps and took out a common and rusty oil lamp, but it was out. She took a dark crystal and put it in the lamp.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz !!!!!!!!!

A strange sound was heard when the lamp started to shine.

Zuuuuuuuuuuu !!!!!!!!!!

A powerful dark light shone and shot towards the souls lost like a lantern. All were covered by the light.

aoffokalfaslfkafklsk !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The instant the dark light touched the wandering souls, they all screamed in agony and pain. The light appears to be some kind of deadly weapon against them.

The audience felt chills hearing these horrible screams.

The wandering souls began to disappear slowly as Shazgod, the Iron Lady, walked forward and towards Jack, the Shred, with slow but steady steps.

At each step, dozens of lost souls were destroyed. But the light did not have the power to last long.

When the light became weaker, the dark stone was replaced. More wandering souls were destroyed shortly thereafter.

Shazgod, the Iron Lady, had to change the crystal seven times to destroy all the wandering souls of Jack, the Shred.

"This is for the souls that you tortured" Shazgod, the Iron Lady, spoke coolly from inside the metallic helmet. But her tone contained a deadly hatred.

It seems that one of the souls tortured by him was someone she knows. This was revenge.

Jack, the Shred, couldn't hear what she said because the dark liquid completely covered his body. The dark liquid melted his body like butter.

The pain suffered by him was agonizing, but it was not as much as the souls suffered.

Seconds later, all the black liquid returned to the black wooden sword in the hands of Shazgod, the Iron Lady.

"The winner of this fight is Shazgod, the Iron Lady" Grum, the Impartial Judge, announced the victory. He was a little distant from the arena because he was afraid of both participants.

"Whoa !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The crowd went crazy with her victory.

Shazgod, the Iron Lady, just left the arena as if nothing had happened and went to the winners' exit. She didn't seem to care about victory.