Chapter 2482 Poor Duke

The cocoon of light instantly entered directly between Zen's eyebrows, and immediately disappeared, leaving no trace behind.

After being planted with the cocoon of light, Zen had an unexplainable strange feeling in the pit of his heart. The bizarre feeling touched him to his very core.

Back then, he had also been planted with a petal by Estelle. This time, he was planted with a cocoon of light.

Would the cocoon of light really record all his actions?

As the long-haired woman retracted her hands and smiled, he quickly felt a sense of relief wash over him.

'Perhaps this is how a family feels, ' he thought to himself.

"Let's go. I'll take you to get Harper's inheritance," stated the long-haired woman as she took Yan in her arms.

It was then that Reinhard and the Sword Clan disciples suddenly rushed over.

Despite the fact that the long-haired woman had killed Edmond not long ago, Reinhard was still worried about Zen and Yan. He couldn't help it.

In his eyes, any kind of incarnation of fear was an enemy. The long-haired woman gave people a weird, indescribable feeling. Could she be a fiend that had the capacity to bewitch people?

"Zen, tell me, who is she? Do you know?" Reinhard asked, his voice shaking with nerves.

His reaction was completely understandable.

One couldn't forget that Edmond had been killed with just one single move on her behalf.

Even if every single one of them joined together and fought back, there still wouldn't be any point. But how could Reinhard ever feel at ease if he didn't figure it out.

Since having activated the Calamity Sword, he was doomed to his death. That said, he still had hopes that Yan and Zen could escape the disaster and obtain the skeleton's inheritance.

"She..."

Zen stuttered as he hesitated for a moment, unsure of how exactly to answer his question.

The long-haired woman bit her lips and stared at Zen with her demonic red eyes, a hint of expectation clearly visible on her face.

Of course she hoped that Zen would admit that she was his mother! Wasn't it only normal for her to feel that way?

When Zen's eyes met those of the long-haired woman, his heart skipped a beat and he immediately said, "She's my mother."

As she heard him respond, the long-haired woman narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Your...your mother?! What?!" Reinhard was stunned. He couldn't believe what he'd just heard.

The disciples of the Sword Clan looked at each other in disbelief. They couldn't believe it either.

It was really unimaginable. After all, the incarnations of fears here in the debate venue were all extremely horrible and had unique appearances.

How could Zen have met his mother here?

No matter how coincidental it appeared, it was simply too outlandish for it actually be a coincidence.

'No. Perhaps she's still a fiend capable of bewitching others. Maybe this woman is from the Soul Wilderness

s?

Zen, however, turned on his heel and gazed at someone standing not too far off.

The others also looked in the same direction.

In the distance, they could see Duke, who didn't seem to have returned from his state of great shock.

At the moment, he was in a daze. With his hair down, he didn't have the visual quality of a top-rank True God whatsoever.

He stared blankly at the flesh and bones piled up on the ground with a face full of grief. It was almost as if Edmond was his masterpiece, and that someone had actually dared break it.

"Duke!" someone called out excitedly.

"We can transfer the three crises and three calamities to him!"

"Yes! Bring him here!" another agreed.

The Sword Clan disciples looked at Duke as if they had just seen their life-saver.

Duke was indeed still stuck in a stupor. It took him a good moment before noticing the Sword Clan disciples rushing toward him. He was startled back to his senses, and his only desire was to run away as fast as he could.

However, he was been hit by Edmond once earlier and had been seriously injured.

The Sword Clan disciples' Calamity Swords were still powerful enough to deal with him. Did Duke really think he'd get away now?

It wasn't before long that the Sword Clan members tied Duke and carried him to the woman with long hair.

Reinhard still felt a little worried. "Can the three crises and three calamities of every single one of us really be shifted over onto one person? One person alone?"

"Yes, they can. You'll individually have to stab the swords into his body. However, you'll have to do so without killing him," the long-haired woman replied indifferently.

The Sword Clan disciples looked at Duke with malicious eyes.

"What...what do you want from me? What do you want to do to me?!" Duke shouted fearfully.

"Don't worry. Our swordsmanship is excellent. We won't kill you. It'll only hurt a little!" Reinhard laughed.