A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 359 The King's Crepe Cake

Xu Lie, playing Ince, faced with the dense swarm of snake-like deadmen and the refrigerated trucks constantly approaching from afar, remained expressionless, still maintaining a faint smile: "It's up to you."

"Hey, Lord Ince!"

The members of the Fierce Ghost Clan brought out by Xu Lie this time were all 'devout' believers who had advanced to the Sequence 8 Listener level.

The Sequence 9 Mystic of the Hanged Man pathway is exceptionally well-suited for the Oni Clan, allowing for extremely rapid advancement.

The more they pray, the more frantic they become; the more frantic they become, the more they pray to the so-called 'Lord,' creating a vicious cycle.

Moreover, the members of the Fierce Ghost Clan who were not recruited by the Tokyo Diocese are themselves fallen hybrids, whose mental state has long been driven to madness, making them a perfect match for the Hanged Man's path.

The demons stepped forward one after another, and under the leadership of Feng Moxiu, the first believer to 'understand' the oracle, they continuously poured their spirituality into their attacks, shouting "Leave!" to deal with the Death Servant.

"Stab! Stab!"

In the vast square, a terrifying sound echoed endlessly as pale skeletons forcibly tore their own bodies apart, smeared with countless amounts of corrosive blood, and detached themselves from their bodies.

He was unable to utilize Deadpool's formidable close-combat abilities and died a violent death.

Deadpool's blood flowed across the plaza, transforming the once sacred and tranquil place into something eerie and bloody, as if a large number of cultists were performing a massive blood sacrifice.

The general, who was observing the battlefield from a distance, was so enraged that he nearly fainted and his seven orifices were blazing with fury: "Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

"After being fed so much ancient dragon blood, even an insect could transform into a monster. How come it can't unleash even the slightest bit of the ancient dragon blood's power inside you Death Servants?!"

"Charge! Charge forward and kill these traitors!"

Herzog, hidden behind the king and observing the situation in the square from a distance, pounded his fist on the computer desk, venting his unease and anger: "Ince! It's you again! It's you again!"

"It was me, it was clearly me! I used the blood of the ancient dragon to lure out the Takamagahara Corpse Guardian and divert the various hybrid forces. You, the one who reaped the benefits, are now trying to steal Erii from me!"

"No, you worthless Deadpool, charge forward! Kill Ince! I've used up all my ancient dragon blood. If you can't get past me, what's the point of all this?!"

Herzog is in a real hurry. To snatch Erii, Herzog is going all out this time. To use a gambling analogy, Herzog has gone all in, betting his entire fortune. He simply can't afford to lose.

His eyes, gradually turning bloodshot, were fixed on the monitor screen, hoping to turn the tide against all odds.

Little did they know, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Herzog, who believed himself to be hiding behind the scenes, controlling all clones and Deadpool, was unaware that behind him, there was also someone silently watching the bloody battle in front of the ancient temple.

Like a mille-feuille cake, layer upon layer, you think you're on top, but there's always an even higher layer.

Pompeii was like that. After receiving a message from his subordinate Blake Gattuso, Pompeii had already figured out the truth behind the deep-sea disaster and knew the purpose of Herzog's extraction of all the ancient dragon blood.

Pompey then ordered the Gathussian family to go to Tokyo Bay to fight the Corpse Guardians, while he himself, like a cowardly patriarch, stayed in Tokyo.

She secretly followed the king to the ancient temple, evading everyone's sight. From the king's indignant curses, she learned that Herzog's true purpose was Erii, who was inside the ancient temple.

The Gattuso family had been monitoring Herzog for over twenty years, so they certainly understood Erii's role. She was a precious filter for becoming a god, an indispensable presence when Herzog wanted to steal the power of the White King.

"Sigh." Pompeii was right behind the king, but the king, being of low strength, didn't notice him. Pompeii distanced himself and stood on the roof of a building, letting out a sigh.

Herzog had a clone of the King, and the plan seemed plausible, but he hadn't anticipated Ince's sudden intervention.

As a result, Herzog and the King were reduced to clowns, forced to hide in the shadows, writhing in impotent rage.

Pompeii shook his head dismissively. Strength is the most fundamental thing. No matter how many schemes you have, if you lack strength, you will always be overwhelmed by the strong.

Apostates of the old church? Pompeii was on the rooftop, looking down at Ince and the members of the Fierce Demon Clan, including the Wind Demon Cult.

The mysterious method that could separate Deadpool's bones and blood once again shocked Pompeii. In Pompeii's long history, spanning tens of thousands of years, they had never seen such a mysterious technique that could separate a person's bones and blood from a distance.

However, the members of the Ghost Gang could easily do it with just one sentence.

A hint of curiosity flickered in Pompeii's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed by reason. Now was not the time for curiosity; if he didn't act soon, Herzog would be utterly defeated.

Herzog cannot afford to lose, and Pompeii makes a quick decision.

For Pompeii, it was far better to continue supporting Herzog than to allow the unfamiliar and unknown Ince to steal the power of the White King.

For twenty years, Pompey had ordered the Gattuso family to provide Herzog with various forms of support, precisely because he valued Herzog.

Herzog is ambitious, intelligent, and has strong research capabilities, but he lacks the strength, vision, and willpower to be a suitable filter.

For twenty years, Herzog, who had always regarded Erii as a filter, was unaware that he himself was also regarded as a filter by Pompeii, the filter of the White King's Dragon Bone Cross. So Pompeii reached out his hand to the refrigerated truck still heading towards the old temple square on the road—space creation.

No one could see that in the back of more than a dozen refrigerated trucks heading to the old temple square on the highway, more than a dozen spatial rifts of the same number were gradually opening up.

One after another, 'Heroic Spirits' far more powerful than Herzog's Deadpools descended across mountains and rivers into the refrigerated truck.

The Death Servants here are almost all like the Corpse Guardians, with a height of over five meters, jet-black scales and claws, bulging muscles, and an even more terrifying predator aura.

Just by appearing in the refrigerated truck, the sheer power of their bloodline made Herzog's serpentine dead servants kneel in submission, daring not to cause trouble.

The 'Heroic Spirits' roared, but could only hiss like snakes. After sensing the aura of the mixed-blood demons, they decisively broke out of the box.

"What is this?!" The Wind Demon Cultivator, who was leading the resistance against the Deadpool, looked surprised. The Deadpool that had just arrived in the refrigerated truck was completely different from the snake-like Deadpool from before!
Before he could even shout "Leave!", the Heroic Spirit Deadpool had already arrived in front of him, and its speed was more than twice as fast as the Serpent Deadpool!
A shadow of death flashed through Feng Moxiu's mind. His will to survive surged and he rolled to the right. He felt a foul wind blow past and the claws of the Heroic Spirit Death Servant were only an inch away from his head!
He was so close to death that he almost lost his life, but luckily he survived. Feng Moxiu even felt that it was God's blessing that allowed him to avoid death.

Fortunately, at that moment, the members of the Fierce Ghost Clan behind Feng Mo Xiu spoke up in time: "The Master said, leave!"

"Sizzle!" Even the more powerful Heroic Spirit Dead Servants are still inevitably affected by the Listener's unique ability.

It's just that its bloodline is higher, which is equivalent to a higher sequence rank. It has better resistance to "leaving", and its fate is much better than that of the ordinary snake-like Deadpool.

The skeleton of the Heroic Spirit Dead Servant came to life, but it did not completely detach from the body; only a few pale bones stubbornly pierced out of the body.

There are bony protrusions that pierce from the elbows to the upper arms, bony spurs that pierce from the face and turn into ivory, and bony protrusions that pierce from the back like bone wings.

The already eerie appearance of the Heroic Spirit Dead Servant made him look even more ferocious and vicious. The members of the Fierce Ghost Clan who shouted "Leave!" clearly looked surprised and obviously did not understand why the "divine magic" from the Lord had failed to kill the Heroic Spirit Dead Servant instantly.

Before the demon could come to a conclusion, the extra bone spikes and the slowed-down heroic spirit servant still managed to crush the demon's head with a single claw.

They then grabbed the member's mangled body and feasted on it.

Unlike the Corpse Guardians, who have no eating or digestive functions and are simply bloodthirsty, Deadpool still has the need to eat. The superior dragon blood in the Ghosts is, of course, on Deadpool's menu.

"Inuyama?! Damn it, the Lord said, leave...!" Another member of the Oni Clan refused to believe it. If one "Leave" attack couldn't kill the Heroic Spirit Death Servant, then let's try another one.

Before he could finish speaking, another heroic spirit servant broke through the top of the refrigerated truck and pounced down to kill the demon.

The instant death of his two colleagues and the near-fatal blow to Feng Moxiu alerted the surrounding ghostly figures: "Be careful! These tall, imposing death servants are completely different from the snake-like death servants from before!"

"Try having several people use the 'Leave' spell on it simultaneously; one 'Leave' spell won't take it down!"

"No, there are more, there are more! There are many more Deadpools like this!"

Don't be fooled by the fact that Pompeii's undead servants performed poorly on Bellow Island and couldn't stop Fingel; that's because of Fingel's many secret techniques.

In the realm of hybrid races, these Pompeii-trained heroic spirits and undead servants all possessed S-rank bloodlines before their fall.

These were powerful warriors that Pompeii had collected over thousands of years while traveling to various places. He wouldn't even bother to look at those whose bloodlines weren't at least S-rank.

Having collected these warriors, Pompeii forcibly injected them with bloodline-enhancing drugs developed by the Gattuso family, further amplified them with alchemy, and finally bestowed upon them dragon blood of the Dragon King level, transforming all these S-class hybrids into Dead Servants.

Ultimately becoming a collectible in Odin's Valhalla, Pompeii's most powerful warrior, was worlds apart from the serpentine undead trained by Herzog.

As more and more Heroic Spirits broke through the refrigerated truck and led even more Serpentine Deadmen to attack, the situation instantly reversed.

The ranks of the demons instantly fell apart as more than a dozen heroic spirit servants stormed into the crowd and slaughtered indiscriminately.

Xu Lie remained unmoved. The death of the remaining corrupt half-bloods of the Fierce Ghost Clan would not stir even a ripple in his heart.

Distributing potions is merely a means to obtain more of the Hanged Man's extraordinary traits and to impersonate Ince, thus disrupting fate.

However, Xu Lie glanced at the rooftop where Pompeii was, seemingly unintentionally.

Is it a case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind? And behind the oriole, there's a child with a slingshot? Who exactly is on the last layer of this mille-feuille cake?

Xu Lie thought for a moment and realized that it wouldn't be good to let Pompeii's Heroic Spirits and Dead Servants continue killing like this, since low-sequence extraordinary traits weren't actually that useful.

The Church needs extraordinary properties and extraordinary items from the middle sequence.

Then Xu Lie, playing Ince, turned to Yuan Zhinu and gave her a smiling look.

"Hmph!" Yuan Zhinv knew it was his turn to make his appearance.

(End of this chapter)