The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 5585

Zeke's expression shifted at the words.

Impossible.

Hardly anyone knew about the loophole near his fairy soul. How did this man know it?

"You…"

Amidst his anger and shock, Zeke's gaze flashed as he stared intently at Prince Auten. "Who… who are you, really?"

Prince Auten smiled lightly. He did not answer right away, and instead walked closer.

"You're about to die, anyways. I might as well tell you."

Prince Auten lowered his voice as he reached Zeke. "I am Prince Auten. It should be your honor to die in my hands." His voice was extremely soft, only loud enough for Zeke to hear him.

What? Prince… Auten?

Just then, Zeke's chest sank upon finding out his real identity. His brain buzzed blankly.

Hadn't Prince Auten been cultivating in solitude ever since he had failed to get the crown? How had he come to the Nine Continents, and changed his appearance?

Impossible, there was no way…

At the thought, Zeke tried with all his might to fight back. Yet he had barely struck before Prince Auten had already reached out, pressing a hand down onto his temple.

Thump!

Zeke's soul was destroyed with a dull hum as he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Just as he fell, Zeke's fairy soul energy drifted out of him.

"Indeed, I'm going to use this to rebuild my fairy soul. Success is getting closer by the second." Prince Auten gave a satisfied nod, mumbling to himself as he sat down cross-legged to raise his hands, rapidly absorbing Zeke's powers.

Prince Auten could clearly sense that his own energy was increasing by the second as he absorbed the powers.

Both Heather and Ambrose could not help but suck in a breath at the sight.

This man… knew how to absorb powers.

Another general?

Ambrose frowned, continuing with his questions. "Why did you help us, then?"

Prince Auten smiled, saying in a serious tone. "I didn't want to be nosy either. Zeke isn't easy to take down. I just couldn't help but overhear that you were the master of the Elysium Gate just now."

As he spoke, Prince Auten paused before he asked Ambrose, "You must be Darryl Darby's son, if my facts are right."

Ambrose nodded. "That would be correct."

"Well, there we have it."

Prince Auten smiled as he nodded. "I was firm friends with your father back at the Godly Region. That's why I helped you upon finding out your identity."

So that was the case.

Ambrose let out a breath of relief at the words, letting his guard down immediately. He exchanged a glance with Heather, unspeakably gleeful.

Wonderful. This was his father's friend, and he wouldn't need to worry about the Godly Region soldiers with him around.