There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 502, Ghostly Corpse and the Extraction of Holy Water

A new round of Salvation Army recruitment has begun.

The main conscription is for reserves.

Xiao Yang's stubborn attitude of "I'm going to beat you to death" was as resolute as if he were on drugs.

This has caused considerable trouble for the guys active in this area.

Among them, such resentment was most intense among the demonic forces, Ghost Cave, who had visited the area.

The three sects, two associations, seven demonic paths, one hundred and eight caves, and two abysses—these numerous demonic player factions have been making rapid progress in the Rotten Lands during this period.

At the time when those freed evil gods gathered their followers and the alterers had once imprisoned themselves in the dungeons, vast tracts of land were occupied by these demonic players.

The ruins, relics, and artifacts related to the gods left behind from the wars of the gods greatly enriched them.

Such a bountiful harvest is the envy of many.

But Ghost Cave is not included in this harvest sequence.

As one of the first participants in this major expansion of the instance.

It's all because of Xiao Yang's existence, because of Xiao Yang, this insane killer.

After the big battle, not only were almost all the gains from this period wiped out, but most of the principal was also lost.

The Ghostly Cave Heaven's barrier was shattered by the ancient dragon descendant who arrived with a roar, damaging its core. The Ghostly Earth Immortal guarding the core almost crashed along with it.

The enormous cavern fell into the wilderness, and was forced to connect with the ley lines of the decaying land.

The immense magical energy poured into the cave, and from time to time, the damage to the cave was completely repaired. It could even extend the connection time and perhaps allow the cave to advance further.

This is a good thing.

"The rotten land is now too rich."

However, the severely injured White Bone Immortal was terrified by such a good thing.

Along with the magical energy came the distorted pollution and some inexplicable things.

Although he was unable to fully overcome the Heavenly Tribulation and take that most important step, he could only become a half-step immortal who relied on blessed lands and grottoes.

However, some of his detached qualities still made him sense that there were things that shouldn't be spied on.

In fear, He wanted to immediately raise His Cave Heaven and break free from this connection, but unfortunately He could not, unless He was willing to give up His Cave Heaven.

If the dilapidated cave is forcibly restored, it may collapse directly.

"The price is too high, too high for him to bear."

The immortal in the Ghost Cave might not even have realized it himself.

The changes in my state without my realizing it.

Extreme, irritable, hysterical.

Just like now.

In the dark hall, a disciple under his command was torn apart, and he screamed hysterically.

"Useless! I don't care what methods you use!"

"Bring back more ghosts!"

"Bring back more ghosts!"

This is a very dangerous situation.

The disciples, trembling at his furious roar, lowered their heads, looked at each other, and each of them wore the same fear on their faces.

No one reminded Him of this.

"And no one dared to remind Him of this."

Ghost Cave is the second adversary to once again scale the City of Hope after the great war.

This is something that can't be helped.

In the Rotten Lands, the City of Hope is probably the only place that can produce legitimate ghosts.

The war begins.

One by one, figures dressed in black Taoist robes chanted obscure incantations, releasing countless black ghostly figures.

They swarmed through the area like locusts.

This is a tactic that Ghost Cave prefers to use before officially committing to a full-scale attack.

On the battlefield, black ghosts burrowed into the unburied corpses, regardless of which side they were on, creating a batch of cheap ghost corpses in a very short time.

The dead climbed back up.

It was crooked and twisted, as if it were adapting to its new body.

It's not just about disturbing the deceased.

These guys who toy with souls and corpses are utterly despicable.

In the trenches.

The hand gripping the magic-powered rifle trembled slightly. Hoarse shouts echoed from nearby.

"Hide well, don't be afraid, I'm here."

It's like a distorted tape recorder.

This phrase is repeated over and over.

Not far away, a corpse crawled out of the soil, wearing Salvation Army clothes, with one hand missing and half of its head missing.

The only remaining, dull eye stared at the figure in front of it, its mouth moving as it repeated the same words over and over.

These lowest-level ghosts, if the conditions are right, can capture a portion of the corpse they occupy before death.

Repeat those last words, those terrified cries, or those desperate pleas for help over and over again.

The fallen comrades rose again in this way, repeatedly repeating their last words.

"Not everyone has the courage to face such a scene."

The magic-powered rifle had already been raised.

The body is shaking constantly.

He knew perfectly well that the figure in front of him was already dead.

"What stood up was merely a body resurrected by a monster."

But he hesitated to pull the trigger.

Struggling.

The corpse in front of him was already lunging at him with a ferocious expression.

At this critical moment, a hand forcefully pushed him away, pulled the trigger, and fired the magic-powered rifle almost as if it were pressed against his head.

My head felt like it was exploding like a watermelon.

The stun effect from the attack caused the ghostly corpse in front of him to freeze and fall to the ground.

But it wasn't completely killed.

The true nature of this monster is a corpse possessed by a ghost; smashing its head is not enough to completely defeat it.

It's not easy to truly harm these ethereal and illusory monsters.

But it's not a big problem; the Salvation Army has plenty of ways to deal with these monsters.

A glass bottle was smashed onto the corpse in front of him.

The glass bottle shattered, and clear water splashed out. At that moment, a piercing scream rang out.

A pitch-black shadow emerged from the corpse, screaming in terror as if burned by flames. If you got closer, you could even see its soul melting away.

This is "holy water".

The Holy Grail of Sin is a byproduct of exploiting monsters.

After burying a large number of monster corpses and waiting briefly, a batch of exceptionally pure holy water will soon emerge from the spring.

This thing can cause significant damage to souls and is a standard supply for the Salvation Army.

Do it all.

The experienced soldier turned his head.

A hideous scar on his face writhed as he spoke.

"Don't make the same mistake again next time."

"That's just a monster!"

After saying this, there was no further lingering.

These ghostly corpses can capture and occupy the remnants of corpses, which means that if they seize weapons from the Salvation Army, they can also use them in a simple way.

after a while.

The experienced soldiers surveyed the area once more.

He met the newcomer who was still somewhat absent-minded.

He strode over and slapped her across the face.

The poor guy fell to the ground again.

"Now take this fight seriously!"

"If those things take over your body, I won't hesitate to blow your head off!"

"Did you hear that!"

"heard it!"

Soon, a man with clenched teeth and a demon-like appearance appeared on the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)