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Chapter 666 Accumulation and Improvement

Waves roll over the sea cliffs.

On the coast, Count Iris's soldiers have begun engaging the Viking warband.

At the top of the sea cliff, Jiang He and Norlund successfully climbed up, and in front of them was the back gate of the Earl's castle.

Norlund stepped forward and gently stroked it for a while, then said somewhat seriously, "The heavy wooden door made of Odin wood contains immortal power. Normally, it would take several warrior captains working with me to ram the door with battering rams."

Norlund turned to look at Jiang He, a strong man who could survive in a storm by swimming alone. In his eyes, such a person must have all sorts of problem-solving abilities.

"Stand back."

Jiang He rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, revealing his fair yet strong arms. He braced his hands against the crack in the door and then pried it open to the left and right. Dust and sand fell down in a flurry, and the door immediately cracked under the weight.

"What incredible strength!" Norlund exclaimed in surprise.

They could vaguely see a nine-headed, eighteen-horned savage dragon roaring on Jiang He's back. Its extreme power erupted, and the door did not fall off, but instead burst open with a loud bang. In front of the two was a dark passage. In this era, even a count would not be so extravagant as to casually arrange oil candles.

Jiang He waved his hand, and instantly his bones cracked.

"Turn left to the end and you'll find a spiral staircase. Go up to the third floor and you'll find the library. Prince Alfred is entrusting it to you."

"Understood." Norlund nodded and immediately took action.

Jiang He entered the castle and made his way to the front hall. The loud crash of the door bursting open attracted the attention of the castle guards. Twenty soldiers who had been closely watching the battle rushed over, each armed with a spear and shield and clad in iron armor. Count Iris had left behind his most elite forces to protect his wealth.

"stop!"

The soldiers formed ranks, and twenty church knights were forced to move out. The elder, a hero at the peak of his level, spoke up, a hint of doubt in his eyes, and said, "You're not a Viking, are you?"

The Vikings were relatively rugged in appearance and clothing, but the young man before them had skin as smooth as jade and black eyes, all of which were symbols of nobility in the Continent of Truth.

no answer.

A long spear with a silver base and red patterns materialized in Jiang He's hand.

Without any preparation or warning, as Jiang He took a step, the silver dragon spear seemed to come alive, transforming into a silver-white lightning bolt that tore through the darkness and pierced straight into the core of the battle formation.

The elderly paladin was horrified; it was too fast!
Whoosh!
The three shield-bearing soldiers at the front felt an irresistible, immense force slam into their leather-covered iron shields. Before the shields could even groan, they exploded with a deafening metallic twisting sound. The shattered metal fragments, like shrapnel, viciously pierced the chests of the three men, leaving them bloodied and mangled. The force sent them and several others behind them flying backward, the sound of bones cracking clearly audible.

The formation was instantly breached.

The spearmen on the left and right reacted extremely quickly. The tips of their four quenched spears were like venomous snakes, immediately biting at Jiang He's waist, ribs and back. The timing and angle were tricky and ruthless, clearly showing that they were veterans of many battles.

Jiang He's body didn't stop, and the gun had already spun around.

The heavy gun barrel felt weightless in his hands, tracing a round and domineering arc, like a giant python turning over.

clang clang clang!

The seven explosions almost overlapped into one, as the spears that were thrusting towards the enemy crashed into a charging battering ram. The spear shafts broke off one after another, the soldiers holding the spears suffered severe cuts and bruises, their arms were broken and shattered, and their weapons were forced out of their hands.

The seven professional soldiers were staggered and spun out by the violent force of the gun barrel, knocking over the shield bearers on the flank. Just as they landed, Jiang He raised his left hand, his thumb and forefinger touching, and the Sin Traps erupted continuously.

Wow!
As far as the eye could see, seven thorns as thick as a person's waist rose from the trap and pierced the chest of the soldier above.

Jiang He took a step forward, and the ground suddenly sank. He used the momentum to spring up his silver spear, the tip of which seemed to rise like a poisonous dragon raising its head, accompanied by a piercing whistle that cut through the air, and he struck out five times in an instant.

Chi Chi Chi!
Five cold glints flashed so fast they left only blurry afterimages. The five swordsmen who rushed forward almost simultaneously had a tiny flower of blood bloom on their throats or chests. Their movements froze in mid-air, and the life in their eyes was extinguished in an instant.

In the blink of an eye.

Fifteen elite soldiers were killed in action.

The battle formation that had filled the hall was nearly half cleared. The church knights were shocked. Even the most skilled and great knights might not have such a fierce killing ability.

call!
The elderly paladin raised his greatsword high and slashed down, his physical talent, Holy Word Body, fully activated, unleashing a dense array of prayers. He poured all his strength into the strike, and the Holy Sword Technique: Divine Judgment erupted with a blinding white light, blessed by the power of heaven and earth.

In response, Jiang He simply clenched his fist and activated the demonic seal.

A layer of chaotic shield instantly formed. When the greatsword struck, it stirred up gusts of wind. The walls of the hall cracked, and the scrolls and vases shattered. The old paladin's hand bones were in excruciating pain from the recoil, but when he focused his gaze, the enemy had already vanished.

Jiang He moved like a ghost. The legendary King of Sin Arts granted him six times the speed of a peak hero. He swept over the fallen soldiers, his spear transforming into a straight ray of death, piercing straight through. The three church knights, their spearhead pointing directly at him, raised their swords in horror to block. *Whoosh!*
The knight's sword snapped in two.

Without stopping, the spear tip pierced through the armor and emerged from the back.

Jiang He flicked his wrist, and the three knights were sent flying by the terrifying force of the spear shaft, crashing into the last five crossbowmen in formation, breaking their bones and tendons.

boom!
Fire Seal activated.

A golden fireball the size of a millstone fell, creating a deafening explosion. Sparks flew onto the wooden utensils, instantly igniting a raging fire. The explosion tore eight people apart, and a ripple like a blade spread outwards, leaving the last seventeen church knights sprawling on their horses.

"Sinners, go to Allah to atone for your sins!"

The old paladin roared and charged forward.

The Fearless Barrier Armor, blessed by the Pope, released its radiance, surrounded by a circular shield constructed of holy energy on all four sides. The Holy Sword Technique: Evil Slash was unleashed, and the radiance illuminated the entire hall.

clang!
The heavy sword fell, its blade penetrating an inch into the black armor covering Jiang He's body, yet failing to harm his flesh. The Great Heavenly Jiang King Armor displayed extremely powerful defensive capabilities, its strength far exceeding that of golden energy, thanks to its foundation in hero energy.

boom!
Jiang He finished charging up and swung his silver dragon spear.

—Master of Spearmanship, the Edge of the Deer Slayer.

With a powerful, charged strike, the immense spear force unleashed "Force Collapse," instantly clearing away the four holy energy shields and several buffs. The extra damage to flesh and blood, combined with the weight of the dragon spear itself, shattered the paladin's armor instantly, and the spear blew half of the old man's body apart.

Roar!
The old man let out an almost inhuman roar. His spiritual talent, Unyielding Will, allowed him to unleash a final sword strike, causing the knight's sword to crack. The Holy Sword Technique, Divine Wrath, amplified its power by several times due to the severe injuries he was now facing imminent death.

call!
The broken sword was pointed directly at the enemy's brow.

This was a fatal blow that could kill a warrior of the same rank; faith and killing intent flowed wildly along the blade.

clang!
Jiang He gripped the heavy sword with one hand and crushed it with a powerful squeeze. Then, he blasted the old paladin's head apart with a single spear thrust. The dragon soul severed the soul, extinguishing all life force.

The seventeen church knights stared in disbelief at the enemy's dragon-like hand. Although the black gauntlets were shattered, no blood flowed. The sturdy dragon scales and body withstood all the damage, leaving the enemy unharmed.

In an instant, the church knights turned and ran, their faces filled with fear. The enemy was like a hero from mythology, even bathed in dragon's blood, and had become inhuman.

boom!
Three golden fireballs shot out, blasting the castle's front hall into a crumbling state. Amidst the exploding flesh and blood, Jiang He displayed the power of speed in his King Armor form, sweeping across the area like a hurricane.
In just a few breaths.

Seventeen elite knights lay dead on the ground, amidst a carpet of severed limbs and fragments of weapons and armor scattered in three blood-soaked craters. The fire spread rapidly, only to be extinguished shortly after burning and destroying everything in its path.

Jiang He stood with his gun sheathed, the tip pointing diagonally. Drops of blood fell, their sound extremely jarring in the silent hall. The peak-level paladin and forty elite heroes had all been wiped out, leaving only the killing intent and the aura of iron and blood still lingering.

call!
A gluttonous black light swept out from the back of the gun.

The remains dried up and lost all vitality.

A large amount of extraordinary factors rolled back, and Jiang He took out a box of lemon mosquito coils, lighting them together with the dragon vein incense.

[Hint: You have gained three Sin Hunter Points]
[Hint: Your Legendary Sinful Energy has been upgraded to LV20]
[Hint: Your Legendary Chaos Energy has been upgraded to LV5]
[Note: Your Fire Seal has been upgraded to LV4, granting a 16% bonus to damage.]
[Hint: Your skill, Thorn Hand, has been upgraded to Legendary level]
[Name: Thorn Hand]
[Category: Ability]
[Quality: Legendary]
[Effect ①: Legendary Thorn Mastery, thorns possess the same level of Fortitude, Fire Immunity, and Sharpness]
[Effect 2: Immortality - Thorns can rapidly grow and repair themselves by absorbing energy or flesh and blood]
[Effect 3: Sealing - Thorns possess legendary sealing and magic-suppressing properties, and can be freely shaped]
[Effect 4: Aura - Thorn attacks can inflict Legendary-level Keen Strike and Overall Concussion on the Mind]
[Note: Functional supplementary capabilities]
Jiang He pondered for a moment.

At least for him, the Ice Sea is not a high-risk world, but a world of accumulation. Making up for shortcomings undoubtedly requires a massive amount of extraordinary factors, which will become a reality here.

A moment later, Norland, looking wary, carried Prince Alfred down from the hall. The stench of blood filled the air, and the hellish scene caused the prince to faint.

Norlund stepped on an eyeball, his expression complicated, and said, "As far as I know, it's not common for great warriors to accomplish such a feat. How could someone like you remain unknown?"

The battle lasted only a few minutes from start to finish, and the paladins, known for their strong defense, all died under the silver spears.

"Who knows?" Jiang He replied perfunctorily, his hands still moving. He peeled off the diamond-shaped bones between the eyebrows of each skull, then threaded them through with a strand of platinum hair, like some kind of ornament.

Faced with the bloody scene, Norlund felt that this guy was a bit brutal and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

“Domination,” Jiang He said casually, “either inspiring awe or inspiring fear; I’m more accustomed to the latter.”

Unable to determine whether creating the evil soldiers was a technologically advanced act beyond his time, he simply abandoned the option. Building reputation required starting from the basics, and besides, how to handle the spoils of war was the victor's prerogative.

Norrend was speechless.

(End of this chapter)