Building My SSS-Rank Universal Empire: From Trash to Cosmic Overlord-Chapter 116: Be devoured

’Complete control of my brain... that means he’s not gotten it yet! I still have a lot of hope...!’

What scared Vale most was the fact that his memories and thoughts were being replaced without him noticing. It was small at first, but now it was getting dangerously big.

He opened his mouth and formed a Dominion formation in his mind. He opened his mouth—then stopped!

Seconds later, he dropped the Dominion formation and replaced it with his normal fire formation, quickly flooding it with essence. Red fire roared around him, a surging wave that spread out of him with explosive force.

The walls were blasted away, the ground shook, cracked, and simply shattered under the force, sending them both down into the first floor.

The fire latched onto the furniture and walls and began to burn, and since it wasn’t normal fire, it burned even faster.

Since he guessed that Fell would try to distort his technique again, he immediately dropped it two seconds after forming it. According to his calculations, Fell had to change it quickly so Vale could activate it.

So by changing his formation entirely, he didn’t give him the chance to alter it again. And now, he’d also created an environment unsuitable for Fell!

The shadows to one side of the room clouded, turning darker. Vale looked toward the place, but it wasn’t the only area where the darkness was thickening.

Then a weight settled on his shoulder, and a voice spoke very close to his ear, low and shadowy, filled with dry amusement. "What are you looking for?"

Immediately, memories entered his head. Just when the floor was about to collapse, Vale had reached out and saved Fell, protecting him with his body.

"I saved Fell."

"I saved Fell."

’My memories are already compromised this much? I feel like an ant running in circles in his hand...’ Vale’s body turned rigid as it dawned on him that maybe he had bitten off more than he could chew. Because what is this ridiculousness that’s happening?

’My thoughts aren’t even my own!’

"Oh, don’t feel so sad. You’re not the first to fall into my trap," Fell said as his claws reached out and began to trace down Vale’s back, drawing a line of blood. "But you can also willingly turn into my slave. I won’t let you feel pain before your death. You’re already caught in my web, stop struggling and let yourself be devoured.

"I admit you are more powerful than me, but do you understand now? Everything isn’t about raw power—it’s about how you use your abilities. Even greater foes than you have fallen into my trap."

Vale’s body slowly relaxed, his mind turned adrift, and the intensity in his eyes dulled. His shoulders slumped as he murmured nonsensical things.

Fell whispered in his ear, "Right, that’s it, that’s it... issh... be my willing slave."

Fell’s power was in the Dark Order. Once he changed forms, everything living in a certain area around him would be affected. Their minds would slowly be corrupted by the essence he continuously spewed out. But that alone wasn’t the dangerous part.

It was the second part of his ability that made him terrifying. With the mind already getting corrupted, he could reach out to steal memories, implant his own, or distort them.

In short, he could make his victims believe whatever he wanted. And once the mind was completely corrupted, he could turn them into something that relied on his command to function.

"That’s enough now."

Suddenly, a voice cut through the room, slicing like a hot knife. Yet somehow, it was also calm and steady, like a blade wrapped in the softest silk.

Fell jolted in surprise. Because the voice belonged to Vale.

He reached out to pluck Vale’s memories, but he was met with a blank wall. Alarm screamed in his head, and he jumped away from Vale. "Wha... what happened? What did you do?"

Vale faced him calmly. "I sealed my core. I bound it."

"What?" Fell answered blankly.

"I noticed something with all the memory stealing you’re doing, you’re more active while I’m using my essence. That made me believe that your essence is affecting my essence to influence me," he said simply.

He had been pretending earlier as if he was completely under Fell’s command. Meanwhile, the nonsensical words he was speaking were mixed with the chant of binding. He took a gamble, guessing that Fell wouldn’t notice immediately because it wasn’t an attack targeted at him.

Fell straightened. "Oh... a smart one. You are right. My essence is corruptive, and it targets others’ essence so I can slowly tear their minds apart. But sealing your own essence... do you think I still can’t infect you? Your body will carry it!"

"But much more slowly. And that’s why you can’t be powerful in your human form," Vale said.

The shadows around Fell flickered and shook. "With your essence gone, it’ll be easier to kill you."

"Yes." Vale said.

But still, Fell hesitated, watching Vale closely. However, Vale just stood there, watching back gently without making a move.

Suddenly, Fell reached for the spine bone on his back, and with a sharp crack, he drew it as if unsheathing a sword. He held the spine like a serrated blade.

He didn’t say anything. The two of them stared at each other, then Fell flung himself forward, spine blade held close to his body in a thrusting motion.

Vale smiled as he saw that. Immediately, as Fell got close, his body grew heavy. The air around him turned dense, and his legs shook.

Vale slid forward, carrying threefold weight with him. He raised his sword by the waist and, with all the strength in his body, thrust at Fell’s chest.

Fell had been waiting for something like this and used the heaviness to pull himself downward. He released his spine sword and tried to get away from Vale.

But there was one thing he was forgetting.

Vale wasn’t feeling the heaviness.

He shot forward and slashed at Fell’s head. The three blades cut through the air with a whirl.

For a moment, they got stuck on the bones at the neck before finally passing through. Fell’s head spun through the air, hit the floor with a crack, and rolled a few times.

There was no blood, but the shadows surrounding them had vanished.