Overpowered Soul Transmigrate In Apocalypse

Chapter(Read at your own risk)

The evil ghost 'Lost Nightwatch' was not willing to give in and silently accept death, even though it has been chased to the edges of the cliff. Basically, it had no chance of survival.

Even a rabbit bites back when cornered. Hence, It made a last-ditch effort and attacked Feng Mei head-on.

Feng let the 'Lost Nightwatch' reach one centimeter near him. Then he bounded the ghost with his golden-chain made out of a sea of mystical runic words.

'Lost Nightwatch' immaterial bounded by chains body posed half-kneeling, face to face with Feng Mei. It kept on growling except that: Feng didn't even blink his eyes at the horrifying atrocity growling in front of him.

'These roars were the cry of a weakling' Feng thought, 'Lost Nightwatch' once again felt power leaving its body. Its body hunched down and it settled before Feng feet, the place where it belongs.

The ghost felt that death would have been far more wonderful than dying after this humiliation. Using all its power, 'Lost Nightwatch' titled his head towards Feng Mei as if demanding immediate death but it received no response. It lost its mind and began to growl and shriek at its capturer.

"What I am about to do is not for the faint-hearted and especially not younglings, " the shameless Feng seriously warned the humans and his companions.

Feng was a shameless person, he admits he was. But even he had some morals boundaries, even though they were the lowest class of morals. Such as, Feng wasn't a pervert that liked traumatizing kids. Moreover, Feng didn't want someone to suffer a heart attack.

Some caught on to his words, while others couldn't.

Dracula affixed his eyeglasses by using his middle finger. He took the innocent Chandni and walked towards the cabin of the black-truck. Dracula knew that his master was gonna enact his revenge, in a gruesome way. Otherwise, his master wouldn't have warned them.

Arnold dropped to one knee and patted the kids head. "Guys, be good and follow them, Ok?" Arnold gently said to the kids while patting them. Stella and Sylva nodded like the cute little children they are. Stell grabbed Sylva hand. She followed Mister. Dracula, *The sea of medical knowledge* and Miss. Chandni *Moon Guardian*. Soon they were inside the decorated cargo of the First black-truck.

Darci and Arnold were both soldiers. Arnold didn't mind torture as he has seen it happen a lot of time. While Darci wanted to see one for the first time in her life.

"You don't want to go?" Feng said to the muscled Jody, whose Santa Claus beard, shaped like a loaf of bread was shivering due to the trembling of his own legs. Rather, his entire body was trembling.

Jody knew that this was the first time to prove his bravery, loyalty, and impress his Leader. "No, Almighty leader, I want to witness all your glorious sides even if it meant death!" Jody replied as he rushed towards the nearby cabin of the black-truck and escaped the scene.

His actions even surprised the long-forgotten evil ghost, who was barking like a puppy at Feng's feet.

"Leader, I will witness your glory from here," Jody said while peeking his eyes out from the cabin passenger-seat window.

Wind blew past from between the two demons, ruffling Feng's bang that draped on the right side of his forehead, and his shoulder-length hairs waved with the gentle breezes of nighttime wind.

Feng stared down at the bounded ghost and

Words of his long-forgotten past resonated in Feng ears, as if they were coming from his soul or from deep within the subconscious part of his mind, "It's easy to cause torment, even a beggar can do it. But it becomes an art when you heighten the misery of the sufferer."

The words resonated in bits and long sentences.

"Amplify fear" ... "block visionary senses."

"Darkness" "Darkness" "Darkness"

"Be it human or ghost, when in a certain situation, Darkness becomes the most horrifying nightmare."

The red tattoos in Feng Mei eyes brightened. The red light gleamed on the evil ghost and for some mystical reasons blinded the ghost visionary senses

The shadowy ghost couldn't see anything else except the darkness it once loves. But this darkness was now enriching its soul to papillate with the word called... 'FEAR'.

More words reverberated in Feng consciousness, in the deep voice of a man, a voice that declares oneself and one's words as 'ABSOLUTE'. The voice was his. The man was him or rather the person he used to be, the 'Tenth Evil Empyrean' Entitled *********.

"Sound after vision. It's like the cycle of nature, one classified for senses. The sense of hearing is intensified when vision is blocked."

"Intensify Fear" "Sound" "Voices"

"For a jester, it's jarring laughter. For a mortal, it's the scraping of metals. The sound changes according to the sufferer. Let the sound of what they fear the most resonate all across the nine-heavens."

Feng gaze turned to the Golden-chains made out of the sea of runic words. They began to rattle under his stare.

The Fear of 'Lost Nightwatch' intensified when it heard the clatters caused by the golden-chains floating in the surrounding. It feared having its body penetrated by these chains.

The ghost broke down due to the sheer mental pressure it was facing. It howled again and again, the howl so loud that it penetrated the metallic walls of the black-truck and resonated the ears of the people inside the decorated cargo.

Arnold and Darci had blocked their ears with their hand. But they still suffered. They felt their hands wet as blood trickling down the side edges of their faces.

Stella and Sylva sitting inside the cargo of the truck shivered due to fear. Their heart trembled but they soon found peace, as Chandni has blocked Stella's ears and Dracula has blocked Sylva ears.

Feng was standing still trying to listen to the words that were echoing in his consciousness. "Pain... Hope... Provide" But the ghost shout lulled them and pulled him out from his 'Unique state'.

"Fucker, shut the fuck up!"

Feng dressed the M-shaped mouth of 'Lost nightmare with dozens of chain to shut off its howl. He decided to end it here and now as no more words resonated.

All the golden-chains that filled the surrounding darkness with divine light went towards the ghost and penetrated its bounded shadowy body, one by one.

Pain overwhelmed the ghost as the golden-chains stabbed into it, one at a time. It felt heat encroaching its ghastly inside, as if hot-melting lava along with heated metallic chunks were being shoved up and down its shadowy body.

The golden-chains was one of the core-art of the most powerful Buddhist Temple in Eastern Immortal Western God star clusters, which Feng raided.

The name of the Art is Pleasent Heart Sutra

The art needed *Good Karma* to practice. Feng didn't have many. But he could use Divine energy as a subsidiary to practice this art. As his golden-pale Divine energy was created through positive emotions.

The art allowed a person to create mystical chains that inhabits the heart. The chains have multiple effects.

A: A single touch of the chains can tell whether a person is possessed by a ghost or not.

B: The chains devour the power of evil creatures if they manage to touch them. This power is in term devoured by the chain. Be it curse or abilities.

C: The chains can have any elemental effect on the evil creature it penetrates. The penetrated one can feel itself being burned by lava or chilled to dead by thousand-year cold snow.

'Pleasant heart sutra' only had one disadvantage. It couldn't hurt goody two shoes.

The chains were still stabbing into the ghost. After all, Feng always kept his words(lies). He had said a thousand chains, hence the ghost will be penetrated by a thousand chains!

For this purpose, Feng was especially controlling the damage caused by each chain. 

This purpose in itself provided the lost ghost with a ray of hope. It could feel the pain the penetration of each chain caused it. At the same time, it was counting the numbers of chains that penetrated it.

The ghost had lost all thoughts of revenge as the only thing left in its mind was surviving. 

The ghost spent this miserable time by counting the number of chains penetrating it. For the demonic mortal had said that he will let it live if it manages to survive.

The ghost hoped that this demonic mortal would let him live after this gruesome torture. And the counting of chains provided the ghost with a false sense of security.

The torture continued. The ghost was unable to shriek as it's M-shaped mouth was bound by chains. It was not even able to utter a single word.

Arnold and Darci swallowed their saliva as they saw the gruesome torture. At some point, Darci felt weak in her legs. Hence, she leaned onto the metallic cargo of the truck. While Jody throat was dry as if he had been using drugs or smoking. At some point, he had begun to feel his dragon swimming in water. He looked down at his crotch and realized that he has wet his pants!

The evil ghost continued to count as time passed by, 777 chains penetrated its body at the nine-minute mark.

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After two minutes 888 chains had penetrated its body.

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Soon 990 chains had penetrated its body.

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Then each second felt like a year to the ghost.

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The penetration count reached 999. The ghost saw the light at the end of the tunnel!

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1000!

The ghost managed to survive.

The very first thought after its survival was revenge. Then came 'Hatred' 'Fear' 'Agony' e-t-c.

Right then, Feng snapped his finger.

Boom!

The thousand chains that penetrated the ghost body exploded 'Lost Nightwatch' into a thousand equal parts.

The parts were shaped like a square fabric of a black cloth. The thousand parts floated in the surrounding, snow-like ashes they were.

Feng inwardly said, [Scripture of Divinities] Ghost Chapter.

Feng lips parted as he opened his handsome mouth with a perfect jaw-line and swallowed the thousand black patches.