There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 442, The Conquest of Blackrock City

Xiao Yang was relieved to see Xiao Gu return.

The little guy is still hiding in the shadows, just like before.

Occasionally.

A head will pop out from the shadows.

They were all peering at Xiao Yang.

There's a strange sense of theft present.

It has to be said that Xiao Yang is a bit of a jerk.

I always feel a little uneasy when my little one isn't around.

But after the little guy came back, he started thinking again.

"Will Xiao Gu be able to achieve more by going forward alone?"

Overall, it felt awkward.

But whatever.

Xiao Gu was not tainted by Xiao Yang's contradictory thoughts.

While Xiao Yang was pondering this question.

It was just the same as always.

He peeked his shiny head out from the shadows.

Silently watching Xiao Yang not far away.

"Xiao Yang and Xiao Gu, a hundred years!"

………….

Marching across the wilderness.

We are about to reach our destination.

The Salvation Army, emerging from the City of Hope, is about to arrive in Blackrock City.

This journey has not been easy.

But thankfully they did it.

Xiao Yang provided a great deal of support behind the scenes.

These days, the team has entered a high-risk area.

Xiao Yang's killing spree never stopped.

He went through almost every major danger on the road.

These days, Xiao Yang's body is constantly bleeding.

Of course, it wasn't his own blood that flowed.

The accumulation of experience yields almost no growth.

This is also an understandable situation.

After all, they've reached the legendary rank.

This is the final step that most beings in the heavens can reach.

"The legend is the end for most people."

Besides, Xiao Yang neither cultivates nor takes drugs.

"You can't really become a god just by killing people, can you?"

Perhaps it's not impossible.

A certain "Sage Saint" who fought across three thousand miles for his sister accomplished such a feat.

However, it also possesses the divine nature of slaughter and the legacy of a fallen god of slaughter.

"It's like someone whose family is rich."

But Xiao Yang is different.

"No, perhaps it's the same."

To some extent, Xiao Yang's family also owns a mine.

As long as he is willing to submit to those indescribable beings.

But he was unwilling.

The current progress is more about building things up brick by brick.

"Do you really want to build your own throne like this?"

"That's unlikely, isn't it?"

This makes one exclaim in surprise.

But it wasn't all for naught.

So many were killed.

There is still some progress that can be made.

Now, all sorts of strange things are dying at his hands.

It is difficult to give an accurate number.

There are so many.

The impossible has thus taken shape.

"No way, are you serious?!"

………….

It's quite bizarre.

Not long ago, those demonic players who invaded this world seemed to be a huge problem, causing Xiao Yang a great deal of worry.

but now.

The problem is no longer a problem.

It has entered the realm of legend.

Xiao Yang trampled on all the monsters and demons in this wilderness without discrimination.

Even the extra experience gained due to the biased faction in the Gods game.

He will become even more proactive in trampling on these demonic players who have invaded this world.

Those ambitious guys who barged into this world.

Those ambitious individuals who seek higher positions.

Ambitious guys.

The so-called holy land of demonic cultivation, an ancient sect with overwhelming arrogance, a lord who crawled out of the abyss, a scheming devil, a mindless beast, and all sorts of other freaks.

Everything was trampled under Xiao Yang's control. The chaotic demonic forum was practically turned upside down with Xiao Yang's actions.

One after another, these were infamous figures who destroyed worlds.

They were killed one by one by Xiao Yang during the clearing of the wilderness.

Even the process of killing them was unexpectedly the same.

"Those beyond imagination, those who shatter realms, those who enter the Dharma realm, or those who are deities incarnate."

"Negation, no-fly zone, slowdown."

"Not confined by barriers, but free from constraints and restrictions."

"Azure chant, restraining spirits and illusory methods."

That's enough.

Other methods were hardly needed.

"With five strikes, you can basically kill 99% of legendary enemies."

No matter who comes, there's nothing they can do.

No matter what system you belong to, no matter how capable you are.

To face those above means to fall with resentment.

It's hard to say whether Xiao Yang's various random abilities at the legendary level can actually form a decent system.

“But it’s not a big problem.”

It's enough to kill these monsters and demons.

Xiao Yang has become the nightmare of all the ill-intentioned figures in the wilderness.

"Scarlet eyes, a cold expression, walking alone in this wilderness, leaving a long trail of blood."

………….

In front of the black high wall.

The exhausted team set up camp.

On the city wall, a large number of dazed, god-abandoned figures stared at everything before them.

in the city.

The numb atmosphere shifted.

A certain unusual gleam appeared in the eyes of those who were hard to tell whether they were still human.

It comes down to it.

Hands grew out of his body.

"This is not a good experience."

They want to become human again.

The guy who arrived here not long ago also promised them that they could turn back into humans.

The pale hand was indifferent to these guys' wavering.

In short, hands have grown out of their bodies.

But they care.

They belong to the stubborn elements left behind by that poor fellow who went to the sea.

The leader was unable to accept this outcome.

"Your god does not like you."

These men, leaning against the city wall in a daze, were also unable to accept it.

Under the pale sun.

He knelt helplessly on the wide battlements.

Around them, those listless, monstrous, mechanical wanderers.

Fighting broke out.

The remaining monsters, and the stubborn believers in this city.

Gather together.

It roared and launched an attack on the people who had arrived in front of the city.

A brutal struggle has begun.

There were never enough Salvation Army soldiers to begin with.

At the time of departure.

"Thirteen thousand."

just now.

"Six thousand."

Even with Xiao Yang's protection, their numbers have already been cut in half.

Most of them were among the earliest survivors who followed Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang was watching everything that was happening in front of him.

You could say that being immersed in the sea of ​​the soul had no effect on him at all.

That is impossible.

The towering lighthouse's exterior walls are gradually becoming mottled.

Even if it can be repaired later.

It will eventually leave behind indelible marks.

"Struggle, fight, until the very end, and victory is achieved."

In this decaying world, the most vulnerable segment—mortals—have achieved a victory today.

Those desperate, devout believers either died in battle or chose suicide in despair.

Blackstone City was brought under Xiao Yang's control.

It became the second city in his hands.

A portion of the Salvation Army chose to remain in the city.

The other group chose to return to their hometown.

And about this expedition.

Perhaps it can be described like this.

"This is a great expedition!"

(End of this chapter)