Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 338 Soul and Blade

He picked up his binoculars again and looked. On the deck of the supply ship, several mages were helping two wounded men out of the cabin. One of them was badly burned; the other, a young girl in a healer's robe, had a gleaming longsword deeply embedded in her delicate shoulder, blood staining half of her clothes.

He's seriously injured, and I'm afraid he won't live much longer! We must inquire about his condition as soon as possible!

"Bring them here immediately!" General Theodore ordered.

Soon, the two wounded soldiers were brought to the deck of the Vanguard Warrior.

The young healer seemed consumed by fear, completely lost in a state of panic. No matter how the adjutant questioned her, she only trembled, her pale lips pressed tightly together, unable to utter a complete sentence. Even the gleaming longsword embedded in her shoulder swayed slightly with her trembling.

Theodore frowned, waved his hand impatiently, and gestured for the ship's doctor to come forward and treat her wound first.

He then turned his gaze to another seriously injured person—who was in an even more miserable state, with the skin of his entire face and even his neck burned off by the fire, presenting a horrifying appearance of charred and cracked skin, making it almost impossible to recognize his original facial features.

Just as Theodore was about to step forward to question him, a thought suddenly pierced his mind like an ice pick: Is the skin that was just burned by the fire... in this stiff state?

A sudden surge of alertness rushes from the tailbone straight to the top of the head!

Sure enough, the next moment, the seemingly panicked and helpless healer girl's eyes suddenly became empty and cold, like a doll devoid of emotion. Without hesitation, she raised her hand and pulled out the longsword that was piercing her shoulder!
At the same time, the crew member on the ground who was "severely burned" and should have been on the verge of death suddenly stood up from the deck! He ripped off the dark cloak he was wearing, which, although covered in stains, still showed that the material was quite good, revealing his perfectly intact and agile body underneath!
General Theodore reacted swiftly, shouting and retreating backward to hide behind the solid human wall formed by his personal guards!
At the same time, a dozen elite guards, under the captain's stern command, drew their weapons with a clang, formed a battle formation, and surrounded the two spies!
General Theodore breathed a long sigh of relief as his shock subsided.

He thought to himself, “The biggest mistake these two foolish spies made was not to take him hostage the moment their disguise was exposed.”

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But soon, General Theodore understood the reason.

The healer girl and the burn patient moved like two ghostly bolts of lightning, striking in an instant! Their coordination was flawless. A deep black light suddenly enveloped the longsword in Gerus's hand; with a flash of cold light, the heads of the three closest soldiers flew off!
Rishiri clasped his hands together, then opened them, revealing two magical curved blades flowing with dark energy. As he moved like a ghost, the blades flashing, the two guards who rushed at him were easily cut in half as if they were made of paper, their flesh and blood flying everywhere!
In just a few breaths, the entire squad of soldiers was wiped out before they could even mount a proper resistance. Rishiri stomped his foot on the deck, and a sickeningly loud thud of bones cracking and tendons snapping echoed through the air!

A large number of pale bone fragments were summoned and shot out from the fallen corpses, converging in his hand and condensing into a hideous bone blade stained with blood and flesh residue.

The two men's first target was actually this group of soldiers!

Witnessing this bloody and bizarre scene, everyone alive on the deck gasped in horror!
Although the main force of mages had gone to the supply ship, five formidable fighters remained on board. They roared and charged forward, their hands radiating magical or battle aura!

Gerus's eyes grew colder, and the longsword in her hand, stained with the blood of herself and her enemies, danced in a chilling arc through the air. The souls of the recently fallen guards were torn apart as if by an invisible vortex, screaming as they were swept away and pulverized!

"Soul Howl!"

A surge of black soul energy, mixed with countless fragments of souls and filled with painful screams, suddenly rippled outwards like a shockwave, carried by the vast dark magic!
The first few powerful figures to charge were the focus of her attention. In an instant, they felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer, falling into a brief state of disorientation and confusion!
They barely managed to break free thanks to their profound cultivation and willpower, but Ruixiuli's ghostly figure had already descended upon them like a true Grim Reaper! The ferocious bone blade in his hand suddenly slashed out, instantly transforming into countless sharp bone spikes covered with a chilling death aura, shooting out like a torrential rain!

"Puff-puff-!"

The sound of bone spurs piercing flesh was enough to make your teeth ache! Two experts were instantly riddled with bloody, human-shaped sieves! Another was seriously injured, desperately twisting his body to avoid vital organs, but half of his body was also pierced, and he staggered back screaming in agony.

The remaining two sensed the deadly danger the moment "Soul Howl" was activated, abruptly halting their forward momentum and dodging to the side, thus narrowly escaping death.

Then, Gerald and Rishuli strolled leisurely toward the bridge. Along the way, they slaughtered the ordinary soldiers who had been knocked unconscious and collapsed in the earlier assault. Blood flowed freely, completely staining the gleaming deck red, and more bone fragments and the souls of the newly fallen swirled and gathered, replenishing the power of their weapons.

On the deck, no one dared to attack again! The bodyguards who had stood in front of General Theodore collapsed completely in fear, dropping their weapons and fleeing in panic. The two killing machines thus arrived before the pale-faced general without any further obstacles.

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Meanwhile, the mage team fighting the fire and searching the burning supply ship also discovered the fierce battle raging on the Vanguard Warrior. Realizing the danger, they immediately cast flight spells in an attempt to return and provide support.

They had just taken off from the supply ship when they were horrified to discover that the “necromancer raiders” who had seemed to have fled in panic earlier had now returned with murderous intent, and their numbers had increased several times over!
These thugs had long since shed their disguises, their faces filled with naked murderous intent, like a swarm of frenzied sharks that had caught the scent of blood, charging straight at the Temple of Light's mage team!

Meanwhile, on the command deck of the Vanguard Warrior, Rissuri casually kicked aside an obstructive corpse, and the grotesque bone blade in his hand, stained with blood and gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light, was firmly held against General Theodore's carotid artery with an unyielding sense of oppression.

“Cursed Blade Rishuri!” General Theodore spat out the name through gritted teeth. He then glared at the healer beside Rishuri. “Jelus?! It’s you, you traitor! The Temple of Light has treated you well!”

"Nice to meet you, General Theodore." Jelus's face remained expressionless, but she showed no mercy as her longsword flashed with cold light, aiming straight for Theodore's heart!
Fortunately, Rishiri reacted quickly, wielding his bone blade and narrowly parrying the fatal blow with a crisp clang. However, he clearly hadn't used his full strength; Jelus's sword tip was only deflected.

As a result, Gerald's longsword and Rishuri's bone blade struck General Theodore's left arm one after the other!
“Tsk, I told you not to upset her.” Rishiri said helplessly, “kindly” reminding her, and even winked at Theodore. “She’s going through menopause lately! You see, I can’t completely stop her.”

“...You’re the one going through menopause!” Even in her shadow form, Gerus was angered by Rishu’s words.

With a flick of her wrist, the blade pierced General Theodore's right arm, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound!

"Stop cutting! Stop cutting!" General Theodore was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely and trembling all over.

He instinctively wanted to cover his bleeding and excruciatingly painful arms, but he was afraid that making too much of a move would anger the crazy woman in front of him again. He didn't even dare to argue that the "menopause" was clearly said by Rui Xiuli—why was he the one being cut?
Theodore's voice was trembling with tears, "I'll cooperate! I'll cooperate with you unconditionally! Please, please stop!"

****
Behind the two men, an officer, seeing an opportunity, secretly reached for the musket hanging at his waist.

Without even turning his head, Rishiri casually flicked his finger, and a piece of bone shard struck the officer in the chest!
"puff!"

The muffled sound of bones shattering was clearly audible! The officer, with a bloody hole piercing his chest, collapsed heavily onto the cold deck, blood spreading rapidly.

"Surrender, and I'll spare your lives." Rishuri glanced at the remaining Temple of Light soldiers and officers on the deck, his tone indifferent. "There should be quite a few of you here who have fought me before. If you resist stubbornly, I don't mind stretching your muscles a bit."

Literally, it means to stretch and loosen up!

On the deck, there were indeed several bishops and paladins of considerable strength, their eyes flashing with struggle and resentment. However, after quickly weighing the disparity in strength between the two sides, despair prevailed.

Among necromancers, "Cursed Blade" Rishiri, who is recognized as the strongest in combat power below the Saint rank, is already very difficult to deal with.

Add to that Gerus, who is equally capable in combat and can switch to a healing support form when necessary—although she seems to only want to kill people right now… This is simply an invincible killing duo!
In the distance, the damage control team of necromancers had already swarmed in like a dark cloud of death, completely blocking all escape routes on the sea and in the air!
A senior bishop sighed, loosened his grip on the scepter, and let it fall with a clatter onto the blood-stained deck.

Letting these two killing machines onto the ship was an unforgivable mistake! Even more fatal was allowing ordinary soldiers to participate in the encirclement and kill, pointlessly providing the enemy with the corpses and soul materials needed to unleash powerful necromancy!

Then, like the first domino falling, more people dropped their weapons. The clanging of metal hitting the deck echoed like a mournful death knell, announcing the complete demise of the Vanguard Warrior.

(End of this chapter)