This energy was completely different from his own soul power; it was filled with an aura of evil and tyranny, yet it possessed an unimaginable allure.
But this power didn't seem as violent as he had imagined. It was as if as long as he had a thought and resisted with all his might, this foreign energy couldn't really invade his body and could even be expelled by him.
But did he have a choice?
Oscar gave a bitter smile, the struggle in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by extreme madness and determination.
The glory of becoming a god in a past life, the utter shame and disgrace in this life.
Fu Qin's hypocrisy, Tang San's betrayal, Ning Rongrong's estrangement... all of these things made him completely abandon his last line of defense.
"I accept!" Oscar roared inwardly, his voice filled with a resolute determination.
"I am willing to become your servant! As long as you give me the power to take revenge, I am willing to pay any price!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped resisting and completely relaxed, accepting the cold and chilling energy.
"Hehe, a wise choice." The woman's voice carried a satisfied smile.
"From this day forward, you will be my first servant. I will grant you power; enjoy this gift..."
As the woman's voice faded, the chilling energy within Oscar surged instantly!
His body began to tremble uncontrollably, veins bulged beneath the panel, and black lines spread rapidly across his body like a spider web.
His once clear eyes were gradually shrouded in dark mist, leaving only endless coldness and resentment.
A sharp, intense pain shot through the wound in his groin, which was then forcibly suppressed by an evil energy. In its place came a strange sense of power surging from his limbs and bones.
His soul power began to soar wildly! Originally at level thirty-one, his soul power, nourished by this evil energy, increased rapidly, like a rocket.
Thirty-two.
Thirty-three.
...
Thirty-eight.
Thirty-nine.
Level 40!
Breaking through the barrier of the Soul Master realm was effortless, and his soul power ultimately remained at level forty.
Not only that, his martial spirit also underwent a strange mutation.
The original sausage martial soul now emitted a faint black light. The sausage's shape became distorted, covered with fine black lines, and exuded a cold aura. It was no longer a pure food-type martial soul, but instead had gained a hint of evil aggression.
"Power...this is power!"
Oscar felt the surging energy within him and the power he gained after breaking through to the Soul Master level. He couldn't help but let out a low and eerie laugh.
There was no joy in that laughter, only endless resentment and madness.
He looked down at his mutated martial soul, at the black patterns spreading across his body, and a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes.
Fu Qin! Tang San! Everyone at Shrek Academy! You just wait!
I will use my newfound power to crush you all under my feet!
Fu Qin, I will make you experience all the pain I have suffered, and make you wish you were dead!
I will take back everything that belongs to me, and even more!
In a corner of the Great Soul Arena, the black aura gradually dissipated, and Oscar slowly stood up. His aura was cold and powerful, completely different from the cowardly and stubborn food-type soul master he had been before.
His eyes were like poisoned daggers, fixed on the direction of Shrek Academy below, a cruel and eerie smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
...
evening.
As night deepened, the Shrek members returned to the inn, chatting and laughing.
But as soon as the door to Oscar's room was opened, the smiles on everyone's faces instantly froze.
The room was empty, the bedding was neatly folded, and there was a healing medicine prepared by Yu Xiaogang on the table. However, Oscar, who should have been lying in bed recuperating, was nowhere to be seen.
A faint, chilling aura lingered in the air, completely different from the food-type soul power that Oscar had possessed earlier, exuding an unsettling eeriness.
"Not good!" Flander's expression changed drastically, and he realized something was wrong.
Oscar's injuries had not yet healed, especially the fatal wound, so he should not have left on his own.
He didn't dare to think too much. He immediately released his martial spirit, and a pair of huge eagle wings spread out from his back. In a flash, he rushed out of the inn and flew outside.
The Cat-Owl Martial Soul granted him extreme speed and keen perception. Flander circled back and forth in the streets and alleys of Soto City, his sharp eyes sweeping over every corner, trying to capture Oscar's presence.
But he didn't know that Oscar had already left Soto City after gaining new power.
Oscar's soul power has now surged to level 40 Soul Master, and he has deliberately erased all traces of himself.
Flanders' search was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Half an hour later, Flanders returned to the inn, panting heavily, and shook his head with a grim expression.
"We can't find him. He's already left Soto City; his presence has completely vanished."
Upon hearing this, the Shrek members reacted with varying expressions and completely different attitudes.
Dai Mubai scoffed, his tone full of disdain.
"It's good that he's gone. Such a selfish guy would have been a burden to the team if he hadn't pushed us to take the blows. We wouldn't have ended up like that. Now that he's gone, it's better to have some peace and quiet."
Ma Hongjun nodded in deep agreement, touched his broken brother, and a hint of schadenfreude flashed in his eyes.
"Exactly, who doesn't know what he's thinking? He's jealous of Fu Qin and wants to harm Rongrong. Now he's brought this on himself. It's good that he's gone, so we don't have to see him and get annoyed."
Tang San showed just the right amount of regret on his face, his brows furrowing slightly.
"Oscar is still a member of our Shrek family. It would be too dangerous for him to leave alone while he is still recovering from his injuries."
But no one knew that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Oscar was a pawn he planned to eliminate, but now that the pawn has detached itself, it saves him the trouble of dealing with him.
Xiao Wu blinked, feigning surprise.
"Why did he suddenly leave? His injuries haven't healed yet; it's too dangerous for him to be out there alone."
Ning Rongrong frowned slightly, a hint of pleasure flashing in her eyes.
She knew that Oscar's departure was related to her, and she couldn't help but feel a little strange, but she didn't say much.
For her in this life, Fu Qin is the most important person, and Oscar's fate is not something she cares about too much.
Zhu Zhuqing remained aloof, leaning against the corner of the wall with calm, unwavering eyes, as if Oscar's departure had nothing to do with her.
In her view, it's a dog-eat-dog world, survival of the fittest, and Oscar's fate was entirely his own fault; his departure was simply a matter of course.
Fu Qin is currently playing the role of the "culprit".
A deep sense of self-blame and remorse instantly appeared on his face. He clenched his fists tightly and spoke with a tone full of guilt.
"It's all my fault! It's all my fault for being so impulsive! If I had recognized him sooner, I wouldn't have hurt him, and he wouldn't have left out of resentment..."