She was majestic and lively sitting on the platform of the cave deep underground. She crossed her legs and watched proudly as the prisoner in front of her shivered in the light of the golden planet she smashed out.

Yuna couldn't help humming a song, and then picked up the small water glass at hand, which contained delicious juice that children loved to drink.

She waved the wand wrapped in holy light in her hand, like a whip. This girl was playing the role of "jailer" at this time. Before Tyrion found a truly qualified jailer, she had to stay here to fulfill her duties.

Responsibilities.

And in front of her, 18 black chains made of souls were tightly tied to the body surface of a twisted huge soul, fixing it in this dim cave. It was a disgusting thing that was constantly twisting and changing its body shape.

Even in its soul form, it was twisted like a mass of flesh and blood monster. From time to time, tentacles would flap against the stone wall of the cell, but with the soul chain fixed, it could not exert its due power at all.

This realm of death has been controlled by Tyrion. Although Tyrion is unable to unleash the true potential of this land due to the lack of core and incomplete territory, as the lord of the realm of death, he can mobilize the terrifyingly huge forces here.

It is still possible to suppress a prisoner with the power of his soul.

The ancient god C'Thun, who was causing trouble in Azeroth, was trapped here in his soul form. Although he was born in the Shadow Realm, he lived in Azeroth for millions of years, causing him to die.

After entering the world, it was also "assimilated" by that rule. It also lost the huge power of the outside world and became extremely weak.

"Chaos, confusion, anger..."

C'Thun "looked" at the weird ghost wrapped in holy light in front of him. It once again tried to seduce Yuna with a whisper of corruption, but it didn't know that Yuna, as Tyrion's guide, was between the two.

Symbiotic with each other, its whispers are of no use to Tyrion, and naturally they are of no use to Yuna.

"Don't talk!"

And this weird whisper also interrupted the happiness of the little ghost who was enjoying the delicious juice. Yuna's eyes widened, and the wand in her hand was thrown out fiercely. The energy whip composed of the holy light struck Kesu.

A clear sound came from the surface of En's soul.

"Pa"

Naturally, this whipping could not harm the soul of the ancient god, but being whipped like this by a ghost also filled C'Thun, who was born in Chaos, with anger.

When has it ever suffered such humiliation? Look at the stupid child in front of her, she is simply treating the terrifying and terrifying ancient god, C'Thun, the Thousand-Eyed Demon, as a toy!!!

It's simply unbearable!

"Fuck, bastard!"

"Stop talking! You ugly monster!"
Chapter completed!