The leader in front of him, whose gray-white writing Lu Yuan still remembered, was someone with a talent for affinity with flesh and blood. So theoretically, he should be even harder to kill than the Singer. His connection with this land was probably even stronger than that of the two heretics.

Meanwhile, the Singer and the Bone Controller did not give up their support for their leader; however, these efforts ultimately could not overcome the lightning.

But the next moment, a slight rustling sound came from the ground. Lu Yuan frowned, and before he could dodge, countless mournful laughs swept over from the ground. One after another, twisted, brown-black souls crawled out from the rotting flesh and rushed towards Lu Yuan like madmen. There were hundreds of them.

Lu Yuan could see very clearly that among those distorted faces were heretics dressed in ancient clothing, as well as outsiders in various attire. They were all people who had died in this world, and even their souls had not escaped after death, but had been turned into slaves to be driven at will.

The moment the first soul collided with Lu Yuan, a sense of sluggishness arose in Lu Yuan's heart. The next moment, countless souls began to wander around Lu Yuan, and a tearing sensation rose from the bottom of his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yuan seemed to be forcibly pressed to the spot. No, that wasn't an illusion. Lu Yuan's movement of raising his hand was noticeably slow, and what made his heart sink even more was yet to come. As those souls brushed past the surface of Lu Yuan's body, the blue arc of electricity that the Seventh Seat had given him seemed to be wiped away by something, dimming in segments. This thing actually carried a kind of dispelling power, and the enhancement on Lu Yuan's body was being dispelled.

The seventh seat also noticed the abnormality on Lu Yuan's side, but he could no longer help. The Bone Controller had completely given up the plan to attack. Countless skeletons poured out from the ground and mid-air, continuously blocking his position, clearly not seeking to harm him, but only to keep him in place.

Blocking these bones had already depleted most of the Seventh Seat's lightning, and the Bone Controller was not having an easy time either. However, he couldn't withstand the continuous supply of bones from this world. Judging from the situation, he could obviously hold on for a while longer, but it was hard to say whether he could hold on any longer.

However, could it hold out for that long? Because at this moment, the Singer had completely turned his attention away from the Seventh Seat. He realized that his soul could not harm the huge skeleton in front of him at all. So he floated in mid-air and looked down at Lu Yuan. More souls emerged from the ground and converged in that direction. Judging from the posture, they were preparing to forcibly fix Lu Yuan in place and create time for their leader.

Meanwhile, the leader's skeleton had been completely filled with endless flesh and blood. He moved his newly grown flesh and blood, looked in Lu Yuan's direction, and his expression was a mixture of indifference and admiration.

"What astonishing power!" His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly. "Then let's give it a try."

As soon as he finished speaking, the loose flesh on his body began to tighten suddenly, clinging tightly to his bones. At the same time, his body swelled up a lot, as if someone had skinned him alive. The dark red muscle fibers were exposed one by one, with distinct textures. They undulated with his movements, and fine blood light seeped between the fibers. The whole person looked like a fleshy body that had been skinned.

The leading man clearly wasn't going to continue tug-of-war with Lu Yuan and was preparing for a real close-quarters brawl, which suited Lu Yuan perfectly. The next moment, the two figures collided directly. Lu Yuan broke free from the soul entanglement and forcefully collided with the charging figure. A huge gust of air roared out as the two collided, tearing the gray mist that was trying to re-condense around them to shreds once again.

The moment their fists collided, Lu Yuan sensed that the man before him was still no match for him. Yet, there seemed to be something wrapped around the man's fist. For several seconds, neither of them backed down. They exchanged injuries for injuries, and strength for strength. With each punch, Lu Yuan felt a strange force eroding his body.

At the same time, gray text pops up.

You have been corrupted by the desolate land of ■■■■.

[Sanity: -1...185.5/200]

The moment the gray-white text appeared, Lu Yuan's heart sank. The appearance of this text didn't even trigger a judgment. Normally, if it were pollution from this world, or pollution bestowed by the Emperor, it would at least require Lu Yuan's judgment. Furthermore, Lu Yuan was already at the fifth level, with a rationality level of V. Logically, his resistance to this kind of pollution should be even higher. However, this time, no judgment appeared; instead, a point of his rationality was directly deducted. Clearly, this leader had directly used what their Emperor had bestowed upon Lu Yuan.

But so what? Because deep within Lu Yuan's left eye, in that place that had been empty for many days, the throbbing became clearer and clearer, very close, extremely close. The sea of ​​knowledge was about to arrive.

Just then, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the direction of Brunkel, several hundred meters away.

That was the Blue Knight. She was starting to lose her grip. Her body began to show signs of decay. On her body, which was solidified by reason, dents began to appear. At the same time, decay began to linger around her. The Blue Knight's reason began to fade at a visible speed, and her body even began to flicker.

The most dangerous thing was the aura of the Blue Knight, which began to mix with something familiar, an aura connected to the heretics of this land.

Brunkel's brows were furrowed tightly. She had nothing in her hands to dispel the pollution. The sanity potion, sanity stabilizing potion, and holy water were all on the outside of her body. She was completely helpless in the face of the Blue Knight's deteriorating condition. She had been carrying the Blue Knight on her back the whole time, not daring to touch the ground even a little, but it didn't help much. The Blue Knight's sanity seemed to be sliding in some irreversible direction.

Lu Yuan glanced back, and in that instant, the leader seized the opportunity, delivering a solid kick to Lu Yuan's chest. Lu Yuan let out a muffled groan and was sent flying.

He rolled repeatedly in mid-air, and Frey, who was on his back, finally lost her grip on her hands and feet. She was thrown off by the force. Lu Yuan used the momentum to his advantage, twisted his feet, and forcibly stabilized his body. He reached out, grabbed Frey's wrist, and pulled her back onto his back.

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