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"Praise be to the Lord of Radiance! I never expected to gain anything like this today..."

Song Shuaipeng's lips curled up, his eyes gleaming, like a hungry wolf that had spotted its prey.

These four people are all top-notch talents!

The weapons and equipment on your body can be offered to the Lord of Radiance. While alive, you can contribute your strength to the Order. Even after death, they can be transformed into Warmth attribute points.

The human resources in Dormitory Building No. 4 have been completely exploited. I originally planned to catch some fat sheep during the expedition on the night of the full moon in a few days, but I never expected to encounter such good stuff here today.

"Lost lambs, lay down your weapons and run into the embrace of the Lord of Radiance!"

"Ha, what Lord of Radiance? It's only been a few days, and a bunch of people have gone astray and started a cult."

Wang Tianyuan sneered and took out his secret crossbow.

This guy's religious fanaticism is so strong, we need to crack open his head to bring him to his senses.

"Stubborn to the end..."

Song Shuaipeng sneered, and a blood-stained spiked club appeared in his hand.

He beckoned, and two more men, wielding batons, flanked him from the side.

He'd seen plenty of these stupid guys; that group of talented people over there had always been like that.

But it doesn't matter. Once they witness the power of the Lord of Radiance, they will naturally realize their mistake and return to the right path.

"This is really... troublesome..."

Xiao Yun wondered if he had some kind of troublesome constitution, why he encountered such troublesome things every day.

All I really want is to develop peacefully...

"Take a break, this kind of trash doesn't need your help."

Ji Mingyu smiled and stopped Xiao Yun from drawing his sword.

"Arrogant!"

Song Shuaipeng sneered, looking at Ji Mingyu's priest outfit with disdain in his eyes.

When did a support player dare to speak so arrogantly in front of me?

"I hope you can still be this stubborn in a little while."

"Ah, I hope your strength will satisfy me as well."

Before he finished speaking, the wind howled overhead.

call--

The spiked club came hurtling in, its menacing iron spikes gleaming coldly.

Ji Mingyu remained completely calm, even taking the time to remove his priest's robe and tie it around his waist.

"Heh, so it'll be easier for you to kneel down and beg for mercy later?"

Song Shuaipeng sneered and increased the pressure on his hand.

He wouldn't give Ji Mingyu a chance to beg for mercy.

Just then, a sigh was heard:

"After giving it your all, this is all you've achieved?"

Seeing the disappointment on Ji Mingyu's face, Song Shuaipeng froze, his spiked club hanging in mid-air.

It was blocked by a book.

"How is that possible!"

Song Shuaipeng roared, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

He admitted that the guy in front of him was somewhat capable, but he wasn't going to give him another chance.

A flash of red light, and the [Explosive Growth Card] appeared in my hand.

Similar scenarios were unfolding on the other two sides.

When their first attack failed, the other two, who were blocked by Wang Tianyuan and Zhong Mo, also used their Burst Cards without hesitation.

"It's an honor for you to force me to use the Burst Power Card!"

Song Shuaipeng looked at Ji Mingyu with pity in his eyes.

"It's not too late to kowtow now, lest you end up not even having a proper corpse left!"

"whispering sound--"

But only a scornful laugh rang out.

"Okay, okay!"

Commander Song gave a cold laugh and said no more.

He gripped the spiked club with both hands and smashed it down wildly.

woohoo-

The wind howled, and the grass on the ground and the branches and leaves on the trees were all swept up by his domineering aura.

However, the book in front of me was still there, like an insurmountable city wall.

"Is that all there is to it...?"

Before he finished speaking, his aura surged dramatically.

All the buffs were instantly applied to Ji Mingyu, and an aura of dominance soared into the sky.

Click—click—

He stretched his muscles, which were now fully extended, and a slight smile played at the corners of his mouth.

"If that's the case, then the game can end."

Feeling the overwhelming and domineering aura before him, Song Shuaipeng's pupils shrank.

"Wait, we can talk..."

Before I could even speak, I heard the wind whistling in my ears.

call--

The book came rushing in with a powerful momentum.

boom--

With a dull thud, a tremendous shockwave traveled through his entire arm, and in an instant, Song Shuaipeng felt his entire arm go numb.

Clang—

The spiked club then fell to the ground.

Song Shuaipeng retreated repeatedly, speaking anxiously:

"I'll give you anything as long as you're willing to reconcile!"

However, all he received in response was Ji Mingyu's light chuckle.

And the Holy Word, which came rushing in again.

boom--

bang bang bang bang...

A series of drum-like sounds rang out, mixed with Song Shuaipeng's mournful cries.

The other two looked at Song Shuaipeng, who was being used as a punching bag, with expressions of horror.

Wang Tianyuan and Zhong Mo gradually increased their strength, preparing to end the battle as soon as possible.

With defeat imminent, one of them fled without hesitation.

The Burst Card was still active, and he moved with lightning speed, escaping more than ten meters in an instant, his figure gradually disappearing into the shelter of the forest.

"What a pity... I wasn't fast enough."

Wang Tianyuan said calmly, activating [Eagle Eye] and instantly locking onto his figure.

"Faster, faster and they'll get away!"

Feeling the cold gaze behind him, his hair stood on end, and he moved with incredible speed.

But behind them, the trumpet of death had already sounded.

call out--

A streak of light pierced through the trees and emerged from his chest.

He took a few more steps forward, his pupils gradually dilated, and finally he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

"Damn it!"

Seeing his companion die, the last man's expression changed as he pondered how to escape.

Fortunately, the fat man in front of him had excellent defense, but was very clumsy and not very strong in attack.

"Let's unleash a burst of energy, and while this fat guy isn't paying attention, I'll..."

Suddenly, an invisible wave emanated from the very center.

[Spell Shock]!

Seeing the three people who were frozen in place, Xiao Yun nodded slightly.

The new spell is quite effective, especially in team battles; it can catch everyone off guard if it comes out of nowhere.

The battle ended quickly. Zhong Mo drew his ceremonial axe and shook off the mangled flesh.

I accidentally used too much force.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Fatty, you're so dirty. You'll have to do laundry when you get back."

"There's nothing I can do, the ceremonial axe isn't sharp enough. I'll use a knife next time."

After cleaning up the scene, Zhong Mo and Wang Tianyuan turned back to Xiao Yun's side.

On the other side, Ji Mingyu picked up Song Shuaipeng and threw him at Xiao Yun's feet.

"You're barely alive. What do you want to ask?"

Xiao Yun waved his hand and said:

"There's nothing to ask, just give him a quick death."

"No, you can't kill me, Lord of Radiance... His Holiness the Bishop will not let you get away with this!"

click-

Before he could finish speaking, Ji Mingyu pressed down on Song Shuaipeng's head and twisted his neck to the right.

puff-

Song Shuaipeng's body slowly collapsed, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.

[Assisted in killing Song Shuaipeng, contributing 10% to the battle, gaining +0.3 Strength, +0.2 Agility, +0.3 Constitution, and +0.1 Intelligence.]

[Assisted in killing Zhou Ming, contributing 20% ​​to the battle, gaining +0.2 Strength, +0.3 Agility, +0.4 Constitution, and +0.1 Intelligence.]

He only used magic to get an assist, and the attribute points he gained were negligible.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Ji Mingyu looked at the group of classmates wearing shackles.

They hid behind the iron mine, their faces filled with terror.

The skinny guy covered in whip marks was terrified and stared blankly at them.

"What do you plan to do with these people?"

Xiao Yun pondered for a moment and replied:

"There are too many people for us to handle. Let's put the ore away first. Ah Yuan and Lao Pang, go back and find Qi Xiaoran and ask him to bring the student council to deal with it."

"Actually, we can..."

Don't even think about it!

"Hey, don't be so absolute. Working for us is better than being a slave, right?"

I said, no!

"...Alright then."

Ji Mingyu clicked his tongue and put away his little scheme.

Xiao Yun and Ji Mingyu arrived at the mining area and collected the mined ore.

There are 43 blocks, which account for more than half of the ore content in this mining area.

"There's still so much left, we can't finish it in a short time, so how about..."

Xiao Yun glanced at Ji Mingyu, who seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and then at the poor classmate squatting on the ground not far away.

They were all covered in dust and dirt, their eyes filled with panic and fear, and they were emaciated, as if they would die at any moment.

Xiao Yun, with a complicated expression, walked to their side, and the mithril sword appeared in his hand.

A look of terror flashed across their faces. The skinny boy covered in whip marks shook his head and smiled bitterly, seemingly resigned to his fate.

"No, don't kill us! We're willing to do anything!"

They cried and knelt down, begging for mercy.

"It's better to be dead; life is really meaningless..."

The boy, covered in whip marks, lowered his head, awaiting the final moment.

Ding ding—

A flash of silver light appeared, and the sound of metal clashing echoed through the forest.

When everyone came to their senses, they found themselves feeling light.

Like a dream, all shackles were removed.

"We don't have enough manpower, we need your help to mine ore."

"Of course, it's paid for; one piece of ore can be exchanged for a pound of meat—or two liters of water."

Xiao Yun paused, then took out a handful of dried meat and a few bottles of water from his bag and tossed them to them.

"I provide meals while I work, so eat your fill before you start working."

The group of people looked at him, then at the food and water in their hands, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Everyone was saying thank you; this was all they could offer in return.

Xiao Yun simply waved his hand, told him to finish eating and get back to work, and then turned and left.

The boy, covered in whip marks, stared blankly at Xiao Yun, holding water and food, his eyes gleaming.

Then, a smile appeared on his lips.

If people like that exist, then living isn't so bad.

"My benefactor, may I ask your name?"

Xiao Yun turned around and glanced at the person who had spoken.

He was the thinnest among the group, covered in whip marks, but his eyes held something the others didn't.

Like a blade of grass desperately struggling to survive in a pile of mud.

Xiao Yun looked into those eyes and smiled:

"My name is Xiao Yun."

"Okay, Brother Yun, I've got it... My name is Chu Yuhang. Um... can I follow you from now on?"