Master the Abyss, starting from an apprentice priest.

Chapter 281 Divine Glory
——Dang! Thomas swung his sword fiercely, and the blade chopped heavily on the claws of the deformed undead, splashing a string of sparks that quickly dimmed.

The undead's sharp claws were deflected by the sword, and Thomas's sword finally opened a deep crack in its chest and abdomen, and black pus and blood squirmed out of it.

This was the final blow to the distorted undead in front of him. After the opponent's health was completely reduced to zero, the undead howled and twisted as it was purified. Its strange body suddenly exploded and turned into spiritual threads that dissipated.

This is the second undead I have "purified"... Thomas calculated and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

After the battle in front of him ended, Thomas's health was only half left. He retreated to the rear in time and entered the healing circle of the auxiliary clergy in the rear.

A ball of healing holy light floated towards him and transformed into a soft white light that poured into his body, making his limbs and bones suddenly feel lighter.

The wounds on his body were healing slowly but visibly, and his health was recovering at "+1+1+1". Thomas took a short break and observed the players who were still fighting fiercely with the Undead on the battlefield.

At this time, some players had been killed by the distorted undead, and they were quickly resurrected in an open space near the back of the battlefield, which was the temporarily selected resurrection area.

Thomas learned from a player in the forum who had jumped seven times before himself that, generally speaking, players would have two resurrection points at their permanent location - one in a safe area around their current location, and the other on the bed in a area that was identified as the "player's room."

But now the players in Red Maple City do not have such a thing as a "player room". Currently, the only resurrection point they can choose after death is the nearby safe area.

Most of the players who were killed were dying for the first time, so the resurrection time only took thirty seconds. However, as the number of deaths increased, the resurrection time required for death would be greatly extended.

From 30 seconds, to 5 minutes, to 30 minutes, to one hour... The maximum required resurrection time is one day, and the maximum number of deaths allowed is seven times a week. If the number of deaths exceeds seven times in a week, it will not be possible to revive again within seven days, and the player will become a "ghost body" and can only chat in channels and browse forums.

In addition, death is accompanied by certain penalties, such as halving of unused experience points, loss of weapons, etc. This makes some habitual offenders who constantly revive SL by death in other games lose the space to commit suicide to a great extent.

……

While observing the situation on the battlefield, Thomas's panel suddenly jumped.

A message popped up telling Thomas he had received a reward for the kill, and Thomas clicked on it to receive it.

[Kill the Deformed Undead (lv.7), gain 78 basic experience points]

[Deformed Undead (lv.7) is 6 levels behind you]

[Kill above your level! Gain 60% extra experience points...]

[Rewards settlement, actual experience points gained: 125! ]

【…】

Killing a deformed undead will earn you 125 experience points! Thomas looked at the contents of the panel with a gleam in his eyes, and had some vague ideas.

Killing two deformed undeads gave him a total of 250 experience points. Thomas originally wanted to invest the experience directly into upgrading, which was enough for him to level up two levels in a row.

But soon, he noticed another prompt on the panel - "killing above your level", which would give you extra experience points, or perhaps "getting stuck at a certain level"...

Thomas was a little confused, so he opened the forum and found that some players had already posted about upgrading. He learned that each level up would give him 1 free attribute point.

A little free attribute... Thomas thought, his current basic attributes are basically 5 points, which is equivalent to a 20% increase in a single value! At present, the level card will only give 7 points of additional experience, but it will increase the difficulty of the battle...

Because the reward for killing a distorted undead alone is not too high, Thomas knows that the main reward in the future will still come from the task reward of [Disaster of Death]. Shortening the attribute gap with the distorted undead as soon as possible to reduce the difficulty of the battle may be the right choice.

I will consider the issue of leveling up after the attributes have been improved to a certain level...Thomas thought to himself, and he gave the upgrade command without hesitation.

The level jumped from lv.1 to lv.3. Thomas allocated all the 2 free attribute points he obtained to "strength". He felt that every muscle in his body was instantly full of vitality, as if some kind of fighting spirit was burning in his body. So he waved his one-handed sword and rushed towards the next undead.

However, suddenly.

——Boom! Thomas heard a loud roar and looked up suddenly.

Right in the center of Gusta Street, a huge surge of golden light suddenly erupted, rushing against the ominous black clouds covering the sky, like countless golden meteors descending!

Thomas saw that the Heir of Death with a huge baby head seemed to be fleeing upwards again, but two golden figures suddenly shot out from both sides in his direction and jointly launched an extremely oppressive attack on him!

And one of the figures was the church's "High Priest", Ross Carlos!
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——Boom! The black flame hurricane summoned by the Heir of the God of Death heavily slammed into the golden round shield of "Holy Deacon" Hubert.

Tiny cracks spread across the surface of the circular shield, and a hurricane of black flames continued to burn the surrounding air, whistling and sweeping, as if to devour and tear apart everything it touched.

But Hubert just stood there expressionlessly, and the Lion of Heart, which was lightly placed on his shoulder, slowly reached forward, and one of its armor-covered claws raised the invisible giant sword.

Then, chop forward!
——Boom! A huge golden sword wave burst out from the invisible sword. It silently cut through the thick air like a city wall and lightly hit the edge of the black flame hurricane.

Whoosh, the hurricane that was originally swirling and raging stopped, and the sand, rocks and building debris swept by it lost their support and fell down one after another.

“So…hungry…” The God of Death was still murmuring like in a dream, but He instinctively felt panic.

So, while the huge black pillar of light had not yet completely shattered, He once again tried to escape, and his huge head had already drilled into the center of the black pillar.

Luo Xiu looked at Hubert. His sacred beast, the "Lion of Heart", had come down from his shoulders and bent its back in front of him.

Hubert stepped forward, grasped the illusory white mane of the Heart Lion with one hand, turned around and said to Luo Xiu:
"He's trying to escape again. I can only use 'Lion's Heart Slash' twice more at most. After that, I won't be able to neutralize his attacks anymore."

"Have you seen it clearly, Luo Xiu? Although you have just been promoted to Saint, you must also join this battle."

After saying this, Hubert rode up into the air on his Heart Lion and chased after the Heir of the God of Death who was escaping along the dark light.

Luo Xiu also summoned the "Golden Pegasus" Pegasus, rode on its back, and chased after him at a faster speed.

He had been observing the battle between Hubert and the Heir of Death, and had indeed analyzed some things.

For example, the incompleteness of the "Deathborn God" is not only reflected in his body, but also in his mind. He currently acts basically on instinct. Moreover, the "Deathborn God" has an obvious weakness. He always deliberately avoids exposing his neck to Hubert, and the strange centipede-like body behind him is always coiled around his neck when not in use, as if protecting that place.

He was fleeing high into the sky, so Luo Xiu took out the "Poisonous Bite" with his right hand and drew a crescent-shaped arc in front of him while chasing him.

Just above the escape path of the "Death Birth God's Heir", the air seemed to be torn open, and a circle emitting dazzling golden light emerged from it, blocking the Death Birth God's Heir.

“——Hungry!!!” The Heir of Death roared in a long, sharp tone. His eyes, as big as a human head, looked at the dazzling light in front of him. His chaotic consciousness only wanted to break through it and go to the densely populated areas of the city to "forage" for food.

Death! Only more death could satisfy his hunger. The more he fought here and those who blocked his way for unknown reasons, the more hungry he became. He longed for a feast of death.

However, before he touched the ring emitting golden light, he felt the burning heat on his skin.

Several tiny but incredibly fast meteors fell rapidly from the circle. They ignited golden flames as they brushed through the air and soon fell on the body of the Heir of the God of Death!
——Boom! Boom boom boom boom! The meteors smashed into the huge body of the Heir of Death and created bloody pits. He let out a shrill and tragic wail, and his upward momentum was blocked.

Hubert, riding on the Lion of Heart, caught up with him. The hammer in his hand had already left an afterimage, and the next moment, it flew towards the abdomen of the Heir of Death!
A stream of light shot upwards and struck behind the Heir of the God of Death, piercing through the air with a sound like tearing metal.

Boom! The next moment, a cracking sound rang out like a bell, and Hubert's hammer smashed a hole through the tail fin of the Deathborn God!

He finally couldn't maintain the momentum any longer and fell from mid-air again.

When he fell to the ground, a surging and dense air wave surged around like a tsunami. Houses were overturned and destroyed one after another, and with the body of the heir of the dead god as the origin, the ground sank into a circle of pits in layers.

At the same time as the Heir of Death fell to the ground, Luo Xiu held the Bite of Poison in his right hand and drew a cross downwards.

Two ten-meter-long and wide crosses of light quickly emerged from the place where Luo Xiu's staff passed, and quickly enlarged.

The two rays of light of the "Glorious Holy Cross" slowly but unstoppably pressed towards the head of the Heir of Death and Birth below.

The Heir of the God of Death raised his head in confusion. He felt waves of pain all over his body. He wanted to escape from here again in the direction of the black light column, but he was weak due to his injuries and could no longer call upon the rich spirituality in his body.

The two cross-shaped rays of light on his head, like the sword of Damocles, finally descended under the somewhat terrified gaze of the Heir of the Death and Birth of God. It pressed heavily on the back of the Heir of the Death and Birth of God, and then branded into his flesh.

“——Hiss!!!” The intense pain made the Heir of the God of Death tremble all over. The two shining crosses had penetrated deep into his flesh and bones. Thick black smoke with a burnt smell rose from his back.

His movements were hindered once again, and he was unable to move at all due to the unbearable weight on his back. At the same time, Ross and Hubert had also landed on the ground.

……

Hubert watched Luo Xiu skillfully use the sacred technique just now, and he felt a strong sense of shock in his heart again.

In just less than half a month, Ross Carlos had mastered two sacred arts at the "Saint" level, which once again exceeded Hubert's cognition.

He still remembered that when he had just been promoted to the "Fifth Level of Destiny" and became a "Saint", it took him nearly a month to master the first sacred art that matched his level...

He originally thought that Luo Xiu had just been promoted to the "Fifth Level of Destiny" and his strength was not yet able to reach the level of a true "Saint", but now Hubert realized that he was completely wrong.

He underestimated Luo Xiu, and underestimated him too much. However, this was a good thing in Hubert's eyes, as he had more confidence in completely purifying the "Death Birth God's Heir".

His mind was racing with thoughts, and at the same time, he felt as if there was a glorious palace surrounding him, and a bright light seemed to be descending above his head.

Under Hubert's gaze, Luo Xiu, who had landed on the ground, raised his staff once again. The outline of his body was covered with a layer of golden light, and he used his third sacred art of "Fivefold Destiny".

——The divine light descends to the world!
As the "Apostle of Divine Glory", this is the most powerful sacred art that Luo Xiu has mastered since he became a saint. Hubert felt that the sacred light was enveloping and protecting him, and the spirituality of "Glory" in his body was also leaping and boiling, and his state had reached an unprecedented peak.

The divine light also enveloped the "Death-Birth God's Heir". But the light was disturbing and burning the fire, constantly burning his body.

"So...hungry..." Hubert heard His shrill wail and felt that His state was visibly weak.

But even so, he suddenly raised his head and let out a deafening scream in an almost insane manner!

“————hiss!!!”

The whistling sound was like a sharp spike, piercing through the eardrums of everyone present, causing Hubert's head to feel a sharp pain, as if it would burst in the next moment from the pressure!
At the same time, he felt that the spirituality that had just become active within him was being suppressed and blocked by some higher-level "divinity". His vision was gradually being occupied by darkness, and his consciousness seemed to be pulled out of his body and suppressed into a windless and bottomless valley.

This strange feeling also emerged in Luo Xiu's body at the same time. He inexplicably felt that an irresistible force was pressing down on his head, as if to bury him underground.

However, the more than 300 points of resistance attribute that he had gained before being promoted to "Saint" in order to avoid spiritual detection allowed Luo Xiu to still have room to move under the pressure of this divine power.

With severe headache, Luo Xiu summoned the panel and added all the remaining free attribute points he had accumulated to the "resistance" attribute.

"Resistance" broke through 400 points, and the spiritual pressure of the God of Death suddenly decreased a lot. Luo Xiu then raised his arm with difficulty, and the red mark on the back of his hand flashed with light that flickered.

——Isor, the Lock of Time!

It was visible to the naked eye that the movements of the God of Death in front of him gradually froze like ice, and the shrieks that kept piercing his eardrums also gradually stopped.

In the space where his huge body was, time was frozen by the "Lock of Sequence Time". The surging spiritual pressure disappeared for a short time, allowing Luo Xiu and Hubert to resume their actions for a moment.

Almost at the same time, Luo Xiu activated all the holy arts that he had accumulated from previous prayers, and Hubert's Lion of Heart once again raised its invisible sword.

Just when the time limit of the "Lock of Time" ended and the time around the God of Death and Birth resumed flowing again.

--boom! ! !

Before He could release His spiritual pressure again to suppress the actions of Ross and Hubert, the terrifying spiritual surge surrounding Him had already caught up with Him.

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(End of this chapter)