Chapter 78: The Legendary Shopkeeper
"Isn't Boss Sylvus a bit too ruthless? He's actually beating up a king of the undead?"
"From what Boss Sylvus said, it seems like this Vogt disturbed his sleep, which is why he used a method to summon Vogt from the undead world."
"This is insane. Just because he disturbed his sleep, he gets beaten up like this? Vogt is supposed to be a powerful Mage Ruler ! How strong is Boss Sylvus really?"
The people below were watching this scene, all exclaiming in shock.
Boone and his group were equally astonished as they witnessed what was happening.
Earlier, they had no idea why Sylvus had summoned Vogt. Now they understood—it was because Vogt had disturbed his sleep.
"This is way too strong! Sylvus can actually beat an Mage Ruler-level figure. Could he be someone who came from that legendary place?"
Elena's eyes were shining as she looked at Sylvus.
Just moments ago, she had thought that Vogt's arrival in Eslar would bring doom to the entire continent. But now, the mighty Mage Ruler they once feared couldn't even defend himself against Sylvus.
"It seems like we won't be able to get the Forging Hammer."
Ronald looked at Sylvus with a complex expression. He had previously planned to use his clan's methods to deal with Sylvus and steal the Forging Hammer. But now, it was clear that their methods would be completely useless.
If Sylvus could handle an Mage Ruler without them even fighting back, then Sylvus was definitely more powerful than any Mage Ruler .
Boone, though he said nothing, was filled with joy inside. Even though he didn't have much interaction with Sylvus, the fact that Sylvus was human and resided in the holy city gave him confidence. From now on, when facing the Elves and Dwarves, he could speak with more authority.
"You... who exactly are you? How do you possess such overwhelming power?"
At this moment, Vogt, his face filled with terror, was looking at Sylvus. He was restrained by an invisible force and, even after unleashing all his internal power, was unable to resist.
He was one of the thirteen kings of the undead! His strength was immense, causing many to fear him. Yet now, he was being beaten senseless by a human boy, something he simply couldn't comprehend.
"System, how do I kill this thing for good?"
Sylvus didn't pay attention to Vogt and instead asked the system in his mind. Although he was continuously attacking Vogt, he hadn't yet dealt a fatal blow.
This was because Meylan had just told him that Vogt had already died once, three thousand years ago, but was still alive now. In other words, simply killing his physical form wouldn't be enough.
If Vogt didn't die permanently, Sylvus wouldn't be able to complete his mission.
[Host, as Vogt is an undead lich, his life essence is hidden inside an artifact. Only by obtaining this artifact can you kill him for good.]
Hearing this, Sylvus suddenly understood. No wonder this guy had come back to life after dying before. Merely killing his body wasn't enough. He needed to destroy his life essence as well.
"And where is the artifact that contains his life essence?"
Sylvus continued to ask.
[It's in the undead world, but the host can use the Great Spatial Summoning technique once again. Through Vogt's body, you can summon the artifact that holds his life essence.]
Sylvus nodded, but the Great Spatial Summoning technique could only be used once a day, and he had already used it today, so he would have to wait until tomorrow.
Thinking about it, Sylvus threw another punch at Vogt's head, causing another scream.
"Bring out the artifact that holds your life essence, and I'll give you a quick death," Sylvus said calmly, looking at Vogt.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to know the undead's secret of immortality. If you have the guts, kill me! When I recover, I won't let you get away with this!"
Vogt laughed out loud, showing no more fear in his eyes. He had nothing to lose—dying meant nothing, as he could always revive. Death was almost a release for him, especially since he couldn't fight back.
Sylvus narrowed his eyes; this guy was quite stubborn. But then he smiled slightly.
"Don't worry, you'll die tonight. But before that, you're going to stay right here."
With those words, Sylvus turned his gaze to Ronald.
"Ronald, do your Dwarves have any weapons that can cause pain to the soul without killing?"
Ronald, slightly taken aback, quickly pulled out ten black whips from his bag.
"Boss, these are Soul-Whips made from the spine of the Soul-Eating Beast. We Dwarves use them to torture prisoners. They won't kill but can cause immense pain."
Boone, hearing this, also spoke up with a smile. "We humans also have whips for torturing the soul. Would you like to try ours?"
As for Elena, her Elven race didn't possess such torturous tools.
"Bring them all. I now declare to the entire city: Vogt will remain bound here tonight, and anyone can come and give him a lash. Consider it a birthday gift from me to Emperor Boone."
Sylvus laughed as he said this.
The citizens of the holy city were stunned for a moment when they heard this, then quickly showed expressions of joy.
The Boss was truly ruthless! He was going to imprison an Mage Ruler and allow anyone to come and whip him.
Boone's eyes sparkled with excitement. This was undoubtedly the best birthday gift he had ever received in his life.
The opportunity to torment an Mage Ruler—this wasn't something just anyone could experience.
"Alright, carry on with your business. If you're interested, come and enjoy torturing this undead Mage Ruler."
With a wave of his hand, Sylvus took Vogt and landed atop his shop.
"No, you can't do this to me! I am a king of the undead! I cannot be humiliated like this! Please kill me... just kill me!" Vogt screamed, as the thought of being tortured by mere mortals was more unbearable than death.
"Don't worry, you'll be dead by tonight," Sylvus said with a soft smile. Then, with a wave of his hand, Vogt was bound at the end of a dark alley.
"Boss, we're here!" came a voice from outside just as Vogt was restrained.
Sylvus turned to see that Kennan and Corvin had arrived. These two were not far from Sylvus's shop, and when they heard what Sylvus had said, they rushed over.
At the same time, Ronald brought the Soul-Whips and other instruments of torture.
Looking at Sylvus, Ronald's gaze was filled with admiration, and he was genuinely starting to worship him.
"Boss, the two whips are here," Ronald said respectfully.
He knew that they no longer had the right to be enemies with Sylvus and had to comply.
"If you're free, stay here and make sure the people who come can enjoy themselves."
Sylvus instructed.
"No problem, Boss!" Ronald smiled, quickly heading towards where Vogt was restrained.
At this moment, Kennan and Corvin were already waiting eagerly.
"Ahem, let me have the first crack at it," Ronald said with a sly smile as he glanced at Kennan and Corvin. Then he raised the two whips and brought them down hard on Vogt.
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