Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 122 *Slap!* Will you talk or not? *Slap!* Will you talk or not?

Joewood District, Minsk Street.

Klein, who had just been released from the police station after giving his statement, felt increasingly uneasy. He had a somber expression on his way back, which even caught the attention of Dr. Allen, who was driving him home. Dr. Allen asked him with concern:

Are you alright?

"fine."

Klein shook his head and sighed, "I just never imagined Will Unsetin would die like this. He was only eight years old!"

Upon hearing this, Dr. Allen fell silent, unsure of what to say. He felt a special connection between himself and the child, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Soon, the carriage arrived at 15 Minsk Street.

Klein alighted from the carriage, smiled and bid farewell to Dr. Allen, watching the carriage disappear into the distance.

He then opened the door while smiling and greeting Mrs. Starling next door.

But the moment the door closed, Klein's expression instantly darkened again.

"No, I need to have a divination done!"

Klein took a deep breath, his eyes filled with deep worry, and immediately took four steps backward toward the gray fog.

He sat at the head of the long bronze table, then removed the citrine pendant from his sleeve. Klein, holding a pendulum in his left hand, also quickly adjusted his state through meditation.

"Going to the Brave Ones Bar at 10 PM tonight would be dangerous."

After entering a meditative state and completing all the steps of the "pendulum method," Klein opened his eyes and looked at the result:

The citrine pendant is rotating counterclockwise, but the amplitude is very small and the speed is very slow.

This indicates a negative outcome; there will be some setbacks, but there will be no major danger.

But Klein's brow remained furrowed, showing no sign of easing.

After thinking for a moment, he began experimenting with new divination phrases:

"Tonight's operation will be dangerous."

He silently repeated it seven times, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the citrine pendant spinning clockwise at an extremely fast speed and with a very large amplitude!

This indicates that it is not only dangerous, but very dangerous!

Klein's expression changed instantly, and he almost lost his composure.

……

Inside a room beneath the Church of St. Samuel in the North District of Backlund.

Al Hassen glanced at Ember, who seemed completely unfazed, and grumbled, somewhat exasperated, "You're really brave, aren't you? Daring to speak like that in front of Deacon Krest. Luckily, the deacon didn't hold it against you, otherwise… tsk tsk…"

Yu Jin glanced at him and retorted, "Didn't you notice anything amiss?"

Although he had always thought that Al Hassen wasn't very bright, surely he wasn't this dim-witted? Couldn't he see such obvious signs?

El Hassan rolled his eyes at Ember and said irritably, "If you mean your identity is special, I already saw that. So what?"

"I think you don't understand at all."

Seeing that El Hassen seemed completely unaware, Yu Jin said helplessly, "Have you ever wondered why Deacon Krestai summoned us so early?"

"Um?"

Al Hassen paused for a moment, and after being reminded by Ember, he realized a problem.

Since the operation was scheduled for the night, why notify them in advance in the morning?

Of course, it's perfectly normal for them, as an official organization, to operate at night.

This is easy to understand for the Church of the Night. After all, most of the Church of the Night's Extraordinary Beings are of the Sleepless Path, which is significantly enhanced at night. For other churches, while nighttime doesn't provide any boosts, it does offer other benefits, such as effectively concealing the traces of their Extraordinary Beings' battles.

The only problem is, why tell them about the night's operation more than ten hours in advance? Although Deacon Creste had instructed them not to leave the underground for the sake of secrecy, wasn't this just trying to cover something up?

If you really want to keep it a secret, you could simply call them together an hour or two before the operation!

Deacon Crest's actions were less about preventing leaks and more about encouraging some of them to do so. Doesn't this mean the Church of the Night has already been infiltrated?

"Who did you say that to?"

"Al Hassen asked with a serious expression."

What do you think?

Ember asked a question that left Al Hassen speechless.

It seems, probably, that I've only ever told him that?

Al Hassen was somewhat embarrassed and could only whisper, "Don't tell anyone else."

Yu Jin glanced at him, but didn't answer; he simply looked away silently.

With so many people present, surely some of them are also aware of this problem.

The only difference is how they choose to do it.

Although the Night Watchers of the Church of the Night are all believers in the Goddess, their faith is not necessarily devout.

……

Backlund Bridge district, Iron Gate Street, Braveheart Bar.

The heavy, dark wooden door was tightly shut, and like most other bars, it wasn't open during the day. Klein, however, didn't seem to care about the closed door; instead, he went around to a nearby alley and arrived at the bar's back door.

"Bang bang bang!"

Klein knocked on the door using the agreed-upon code, three times and two times lightly.

A moment later, a middle-aged man with a large nose and wearing a linen shirt opened the door. He was the owner of the tavern, Kasper Scanlinin.

He had a large, everted scar on his face that stretched from the corner of his right eye to the right side of his mouth, and his nose was a typical rosacea, almost completely stained red.

Casper looked around and lowered his voice:

"Come in."

Casper stepped aside, and Klein followed without hesitation through the back door. After Casper glanced at both sides of the alley as if he had done something wrong, he slammed the door shut.

"Speak, what is it?"

Kasper limped over to Klein and asked in a deep voice.

He knew that Klein must have something urgent to tell him, coming to see him in broad daylight.

Klein didn't mince words and quickly asked, "Where is Marich? I need to speak with him about something important."

He actually preferred to contact Miss Sharon directly, but he had no way to do so.

However, Klein noticed that Casper's expression became somewhat strange as soon as he finished speaking.

Because from a room at the back, Maric, wearing a white shirt, black vest, and tight pants, came out.

On the mirror beside her, a figure wearing a black court dress and a small soft hat was quickly sketched out.

Sharon's azure eyes looked at Klein, and she asked in a detached tone, "What is it?"

Klein breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Miss Sharon, then quickly said, "I've received word that the official Beyonders of Backlund will be making a big move tonight. I suggest we postpone our operation for now."

Before he came to the Brave Ones' Bar to inform Miss Sharon, the divination indicated that there would be no danger. On his way there, he had already thought of a reason, a reason to persuade her to give up.

Before Miss Sharon could speak, Marich, who had always been skeptical of Klein's abilities, frowned and said:

"If you're scared, just say so. We don't necessarily need your help."

Klein shrugged, ignoring Marich's sarcasm, his gaze fixed on Miss Sharon. After all, she was the one in charge here; Marich's word didn't count, hers did.

Miss Sharon paused for a moment, then said softly,

"Explain your reasoning."

"I have a friend."

Upon hearing this, Klein immediately and without changing his expression delivered the prepared statement he had already prepared, saying, "He is a Night Watchman of the Church of the Night, and it was he who revealed this information to me."

Marich frowned slightly, casting an inquiring glance at Sharon. But out of the corner of his eye, he subtly looked at Klein, his expression turning hostile.

Klein sensed Marich's hostility and offered, "I can stay here with you tonight. You have plenty of time to prove what I'm saying."

He had anticipated this situation and had already devised a countermeasure—

If they have doubts, suggest staying with them at the bar.

Anyway, he had already divined beforehand that there wouldn't be much danger here.

……

As evening falls, Backlund, shrouded in fog and without the sun, is always enveloped in darkness faster than other cities.

Pedestrians still on the road quickened their pace, hoping to get home as soon as possible. Although there was no curfew in Backlund, they instinctively didn't want to stay in the dark, even though there were still a few gas streetlights on the streets to dispel the darkness.

On the sparsely populated streets of Backlund, figures moved swiftly in the shadows. From the safest borough of Queens to the worst of the East End, every street in Backlund was teeming with extraordinary individuals.

An hour ago, each squad received accurate intelligence on some of Backlund's clandestine organizations. This allowed them to save time searching for these organizations and go straight to their hideouts to make arrests.

The Morse Order, the Secret Order, the Blood Worshipping Cult, the Gnostic Society, the Rose School, the Aurora Society...

Almost every piece of intelligence about clandestine organizations was laid out meticulously on their desks, causing even the Night Watchers to feel a chill run down their spines upon seeing it. Much of this information was something they themselves were unaware of!

Somewhere in the Hillston area.

"Snapped!"

A woman with a graceful figure and a charming face suddenly smashed through the window. Ignoring the pain of broken glass cutting into her body, she staggered and fled toward a manhole cover hidden in the darkness of the alley.

Her eyes were full of hope, brimming with a desire to live.

"As long as, as long as we can get to that place, as long as we can get to that place..."

Dragging her injured right leg, the beautiful woman walked with a limp, yet possessed a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people. In the blink of an eye, she vanished into the alleyway with astonishing speed.

She was just a few steps away from lifting the manhole cover that had been placed there beforehand and escaping her pursuers through the complex sewer system!

"Snapped!"

In the blink of an eye, she had arrived at the manhole cover, quickly lifted it, and even threw a few talismans at the night watchmen behind her.

"Bang bang bang!"

Amidst the ear-piercing explosion, he quickly crawled into the sewer manhole.

By the time the night watchman finally realized what was happening, the woman had already vanished into the complex sewer system. Thanks to the stench of the sewers, no one could find her in this intricate network!

"Hahahahaha!"

The woman suddenly burst into laughter, as if she had completely forgotten that she was still in the process of being chased, and completely disregarded whether her laughter would attract the attention of the night watchmen.

"You're too slow."

At the alley entrance, El Hassen looked at Borgia across the street and immediately launched into a tirade, "If you had entered the dream world any slower, she might have really run away!"

Borgia said, somewhat speechless, "This is a Sequence 7 witch! Do you think she's just an ordinary person? I only recently advanced to Sequence 7 myself; forcibly pulling someone into a dream isn't something that can happen so quickly!"

"Is it my fault?"

Al Hassen countered with a question.

Borgia's eye twitched, and he wisely chose to keep quiet.

The most appropriate response in this situation would be "If you're so good, you do it," but Borgia couldn't bring himself to say it. After all, El Hassen was a Sequence 6 Soul Reaper, and he really could do it.

In situations like this, just shut up and take the scolding. Once he's had his fill of it, he'll naturally get bored.

"Tsk."

Just as Borgia had guessed, El Hasen, seeing that Borgia didn't retaliate, clicked his tongue and stopped mocking him. He then turned his gaze to the woman in the alley, who was standing just a step away from the manhole cover.

It seemed as if she could lift the manhole cover and jump in at any moment, thus successfully escaping her pursuit. However, fate seemed to play a cruel joke on her; this mere step away became an insurmountable chasm for her, and capture was her inevitable destiny.

In fact, they had already predicted this outcome long before the operation began.

Given the circumstances of a well-intentioned but unprepared attack, these extraordinary individuals from clandestine organizations have no chance of turning the tables. Furthermore, this is a joint operation by the three major churches and the royal family; it's conceivable that a large number of members of these clandestine organizations will be captured tonight.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for them, but not necessarily for wild extraordinary beings.

Although these wild extraordinary individuals are not within their hunting scope, wild extraordinary individuals who want to become stronger must attend gatherings of extraordinary individuals that also have organizations of wild extraordinary individuals.

Those who organize gatherings of extraordinary individuals are usually members of these clandestine organizations. Their capture will inevitably prevent many such gatherings from ever taking place again.

However, there's no other way; choosing to hold offline gatherings means taking on this risk, since they can't go online.

"You know what?"

Al Hassen stepped closer, scrutinizing the beautiful woman's fair and alluring face, and clicked his tongue in amazement, saying, "These witches are truly beautiful, and each one is more beautiful than the last. I've never seen an ugly witch. In fact, I've rarely seen a woman more beautiful than these witches..."

Yu Jin gave him a deep look, and said meaningfully, "If you're really interested, we can come back in half an hour. That should be enough, right?"

"Ahem, then let's skip it."

Al Hassen coughed twice and said seriously, "How can we, the night watchmen, be tempted by mere beauty? Besides, who knows what he looked like before he became a woman?"

He curled his lip. "No matter how good-looking he is, he still had to have been a man before."

"Where is Congressman Jim?"

Ember looked at Lolota, who had arrived late, and asked.

"Sleeping very soundly."

Ms. Lolota yawned. "But when he wakes up tomorrow morning and finds his 'wife' missing, he'll probably go to the police station to report it. But it's none of our business; it's not our responsibility..."

Before he finished speaking, their eyes suddenly lit up.

Or rather, the sky in the distance suddenly lit up! A huge mushroom cloud rose into the air accompanied by flames, which was clearly visible even to the embers in Hillston.

"boom!"

At the same time, a deafening explosion came from afar.

Even the witch who was forced into a dream was awakened by the huge explosion.

She almost instinctively showed a look of terror, because in her dream she had clearly escaped. But it was only for a moment; she quickly realized what was happening and prepared to pull out the talisman from her bosom.

Until a cold glint flashed, and the icy straight sword, radiating a chilling aura, sliced ​​directly across her arm.

A fair arm, as white as a tender lotus root, fell onto the dirty black mud of the alley, but not a drop of blood flowed from the cut, because the wound had frozen the moment the arm was severed.

Even so, the witch still clutched her arm and screamed in agony.

"Ahhh~ My hand! My hand..."

"Snapped!"

Borgia showed no mercy, punching her to the ground and stomping his boots hard on her delicate face, leaving the other half of her cheek pressed against the foul-smelling mud.

Everyone's expression turned serious. They had already determined that the direction from which the fire and explosion were coming was the East District.

Such a commotion clearly indicated something serious had happened! The East District, being the most populous and largest district in Backlund, undoubtedly harbored the most hidden dangers. But no one had anticipated that the joint operation of several major churches would cause such a significant disturbance!

Ember said quickly, "You guys continue with the mission, I'll go check on things."

"it is good."

Al Hassen took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.

They are not red gloves, and their tasks are far from over; they cannot abandon their posts.

But Ember is different. Although he's part of my team, his strength is even greater than mine. And his freedom of action is even greater than Red Gloves'.

Be careful.

Lolota gave a word of advice.

Yu Jin nodded slightly, but the next second his figure seemed to turn into a blur and disappear in an instant.

At the same time, a terrified voice came from behind them.

"Who are you? What do you want to do to my wife?!"

Borgia turned around and saw Congressman Jim, who had also been awakened by the explosion. At that moment, he was standing on the fair and beautiful face of Congressman Jim's "wife."

"Darling, help me!"

The witch seemed to see a glimmer of hope and pleaded pitifully, "They're going to capture me!"

Seeing his beloved wife's miserable state, Congressman Jim was instantly enraged. Trembling with anger, he pointed at the group and said:

"Do you know who I am? I'm a congressman, what you're doing is..."

Representative Jim's voice trailed off as Ms. Lolota presented him with a small badge—a police officer's ID issued to the night watchmen at the Siviras Field.

Lolota said calmly, "Your wife is suspected of plotting to assassinate His Majesty the King. Are you sure you want to protect her?"

Congressman Jim's expression changed slightly, and he immediately said, "Officers, I don't know this woman at all! I don't know why she's near my house, I swear! I'm a woman..."

Before he could finish speaking, he noticed the expressions on the faces of the people in front of him suddenly turn unfriendly. As a member of parliament, his ability to assess situations was naturally excellent, and he immediately changed his tune, saying, "I swear in the name of the King, I am sworn to never forgive evil!"

……

Inside a building not far from the Brave Ones Bar, Klein gazed at the rising sparks outside the window, removed his hands from his ears, and said casually to the group beside him, "I told you, didn't I? Something big is going to happen tonight."

"What?"

Kasper stared at Klein with a mixture of pain and confusion. The sonic boom from the explosion had made him feel as if his eardrums had ruptured.

That's the East District.

Miss Sharon, dressed in a black court dress and wearing a small soft hat, outlined her figure in the mirror and whispered.

Klein raised an eyebrow and said seriously, "To be precise, it should be the dock area. Or rather, the area where the dock area meets the East District."

As a well-known detective who frequents the East District, Klein felt he was qualified to say that.

"..."

Miss Sharon remained silent for a long time before saying in a low voice, "You're right, tonight is indeed not a suitable time to take action."

"Um?"

Klein seemed somewhat surprised, but then, as if struck by a sudden thought, he said with a strange expression, "You're not going to tell me that the ambush site you originally chose was in the dock area, are you?"

Miss Sharon's pale face remained expressionless as always, while Marich, standing to the side, looked away somewhat guiltily.

"Alright, case solved."

Klein's lips twitched slightly. He had wondered how the divination result could be so dangerous. It turned out that he had run right into someone's gun.

Judging from the situation, there are at least two demigods of Sequence 4 or higher in the dock area. After all, only extraordinary beings of demigod level or higher can cause such a commotion from the aftershocks of their battle!

Klein stroked his chin, silently muttering to himself as if lost in thought:

"I wonder which path this demigod took?"

Perhaps driven by a thirst for power, or perhaps for other reasons, he was quite curious about the paths the two demigods in the battle had taken. Of course, it was only curiosity; after all, he didn't want to become a prime example of someone who would try and die.

However, one of them is certain to be a demigod from the Sailor Path.

How did he know?

Because in his line of sight, a large amount of river water was being drawn from the Tasok River to extinguish the fires on the banks caused by the explosion. The once calm river water was now almost swept up into a raging tsunami!

In mid-air, there was a figure bathed in lightning, as if undergoing a tribulation. Mighty thunderbolts poured down from the sky, transforming into streaks of silver-white lightning that shot forth, carrying an intense, almost tangible, violent, and destructive aura, densely striking the surrounding earth!

From a distance, an area spanning at least several hundred meters was enveloped in the Thunder Forest. There was no doubt that any creatures within it would be shattered and vaporized by the roar of thunder!

Although Klein was not very familiar with the names of the high-sequence potions of various churches, he could guess from the two abilities he had just witnessed that they belonged to the Church of Storms and to a high-sequence extraordinary individual of the Sailor Path.

And this fellow Daoist undergoing tribulation might very well be one of the cardinals of the Storm Church, the archbishop of the Backlund diocese, the "Singer of God" Ace Snake!

However, all of this happened in an instant.

Whether it was the thunder in the sky or the landslides and tsunamis on the ground, they all vanished in the blink of an eye. A darkness silently enveloped the area, and no one could see what had happened.

Klein's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that the demigods of the Church of the Night must have also made their move.

……

When Ember arrived in the Eastern District, the rising mushroom cloud had long since dissipated, and the fire from the explosion had been extinguished by the river water controlled by the other demigods. The entire area was shrouded in darkness, as if space itself had been covered by a black veil, but this did not prevent Ember from accurately locating the scene of the incident.

Because that shrouded darkness itself is the best guiding light.

They had barely arrived at the area shrouded in darkness when a fissure suddenly opened up in the darkness before them, as if inviting the embers to enter. Through this fissure, they could see a scene of lightning and thunder within.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yu Jin passed through the crack and entered.

"Lord Ash."

Yu Jin ignored the voice beside him and instead looked at the area covered by lightning in front of him, frowning as he said, "I thought you guys would make a quieter noise."

An elderly man with a clean-shaven face and deep-set eyes, dressed in a black and red clergy robe, came to Ember's side. He was none other than Anthony Stevenson, the Archbishop of the Church of the Night.

Anthony's expression was not good, and he said in a deep voice, "There was a small accident."

"This is no small accident."

Ember glanced at Archbishop Anthony out of the corner of his eye, but considerately refrained from saying anything. He didn't say anything, but simply turned his gaze back to the battlefield ahead, where he saw two demigods facing off.

One of them is Ace Snake, the God Singer of the Church of Storms, who is manipulating lightning in mid-air to indiscriminately and devastatingly strike the area below.

The other one was on the ground... well, a giant bear.

The giant bear roared to the sky, surrounded by more than a dozen colossal golems, each four meters tall. These golems, like stars surrounding the moon, clustered around the giant bear in the center.

In the outermost area, countless plant vines were constantly sprouting from the ground and growing rapidly towards the sky. These vines formed a green 'plant cocoon' in mid-air, acting as a barrier against the thunderous roar from the sky and firmly protecting the golem and the giant bear within.

In the distance, green plants sprouted from the thunder-struck earth, attempting to grow from tiny buds into towering trees. But each time they emerged from the ground, they were mercilessly annihilated by the lightning that covered the entire area.

Anthony explained, "That's the demigod 'Ancient Alchemist' of the Earth Path Sequence 4. Those puppets are all products of his 'Life Alchemy,' some of which even possess strength comparable to the Warrior Path Sequence 4."

"Earth Path? Earth Mother Goddess Church?"

"No."

Anthony shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Every gracious recipient of the Church of Mother Earth will be informed of the other five major churches, and each one will be recorded."

A hint of worry appeared in Anthony's deep eyes. "But he is not any of the gracious ones we know. In fact, we wouldn't even know he was in Backlund if he hadn't come forward."

"That's a wild demigod?"

"That's the only possibility."

Anthony nodded, but the worry in his eyes did not disappear.

Cultivating a demigod is no easy task, especially cultivating a demigod through the cultivator pathway, which is even more difficult! This is because any power will strictly control extraordinary individuals through this pathway. Low-sequence individuals may not be a problem, but it is almost impossible for high-sequence extraordinary individuals to emerge!

Even within the Church of the Earth Mother, for certain reasons, these extraordinary beings of the Earth Path are treated differently.

For example, the Church of the Earth Mother is internally divided into two major systems: those favored by God and those blessed by God. Those blessed by God are clergy who receive the favor of the Earth Mother through the two pathways of Earth and Moon, while those favored by God are those who are favored by the Earth Mother from other external pathways besides these two.

In theory, the Earth Mother is the true God of the Earth Path, and she should trust those who are also favored through the Earth Path more than those favored through other paths. However, she clearly distrusts those who are favored through the Earth Path, and even divine pronouncements can only be delivered by those favored through other paths!

Within the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess, a taboo is widely observed:

Whether they are clergy or believers in Mother Earth, anyone who claims to have received divine revelation has been tempted by the devil—without exception!

Even within the Church of the Earth Mother, control is strict; it goes without saying that other forces are even more tightly controlled.

Now, a strange, unrecorded demigod, seemingly emerging from the earth, has undoubtedly stirred the hearts of almost everyone in the three major churches!

"So that's why they're not getting involved?"

Ember glanced thoughtfully at Anthony, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, and the old man on the other side of the battlefield who was wearing a white priest's robe and a soft clergy hat.

They didn't make a move from the very beginning of the battle, instead remaining on the flanks as observers. In professional terms, this is called "edge observation." But considering the demigod's special status on the field, it seems more like they were guarding against something!

A wild Earth Path demigod is far more dangerous than any other Path! What's more, this Sequence 4 demigod has been on the defensive all this time.

Instead of trying to break through or counterattack, they focused solely on defense, which made them realize something unusual.

However, the Singer of Gods was, after all, a Sequence 3 demigod, far stronger than the mere Sequence 4 Earth Path demigod. Although the situation seemed to be at a stalemate, the Singer of Gods quickly broke the deadlock.

Gradually, the plants' frenzied growth began to slow noticeably. In the blink of an eye, huge gaps were cleaved in their path, leaving the giant golems, which served as the second line of defense, with charred marks.

Finally, the demigod of the Earth Path, the giant bear, seemed to have anticipated something. He stopped defending and began to attack!

The vines on the ground began to grow wildly at an even faster rate, resembling a long serpent that shot straight into the sky, colliding with the silvery-white serpent formed from the lightning. In the blink of an eye, the wildly growing vines even shattered the lightning, transforming into a gigantic, all-encompassing net that swept towards the Divine Singer in mid-air!

"snort!"

The Singer of Gods snorted coldly, and countless bolts of lightning wove an even more intricate field before him, shattering the giant net formed by the countless vines almost instantly.

But as the giant vine net was shattered, the giant bear's figure vanished!

The golems that had been standing motionless like gatekeepers beside him suddenly rushed toward the direction of the Singer of God!

Among them, the four largest steel golems, each over six meters tall, quietly broke away from the main force and charged straight at the other two demigods located on either side of the battlefield! Clearly, the other golems were only used to entangle the Singer of God, while these four golems were the Alchemist's backup plan for breaking through!

The four golems were almost identical in appearance, all clad in exquisite and sturdy full-body armor. The only difference was that two were silver, while the other two were black, each wielding either a greatsword or a giant axe. And the ones rushing towards Archbishop Anthony were the "Silver Knight" wielding a greatsword and the other, also wielding a greatsword, the "Black Knight"!

"Your Excellency!"

Anthony called out in a low voice, and at that moment, Ember had already changed into a full set of black knight armor, wielding a greatsword larger than himself, transforming into a slightly shorter black knight, facing the 'Black Knight' golem that was also dressed in black armor.

[Black Knight Greatsword]

The Black Knight's Greatsword, Wandering the World.

A weapon used to fight against the Chaos Demon.

It may be due to the continuous fighting against enemies larger than themselves.

Unique attacks can effectively reduce the enemy's toughness.

Combat Skill: Arrow Step

Lunges, which involve lowering your body weight, can improve strength.

And can then unleash a powerful strike.

"Bang!"

Ember placed the greatsword in front of him, lowered his body, and used a combat technique to cover his entire body with a faint milky white light.

In that brief moment, the golem that was hundreds of meters away was now right in front of him. Accompanied by heavy footsteps that could shake even an emperor, it swung its greatsword, which was six or seven meters long, down at Ember!

"clang!"

Just like their masters, the two greatswords, vastly different in size, clashed fiercely! Taking advantage of its size, the Black Knight Colossus successfully suppressed Ember under its sword.

But that's all.

"It has enough strength, but lacks the support of extraordinary power."

The moment their greatswords clashed, Ember immediately assessed the Black Knight's strength.

They appear to possess strength comparable to demigods, but they only possess pure brute force. For extraordinary beings, their unpredictable and ever-changing abilities are the most difficult to deal with.

Take Mr. A, for example. Even when he was reduced to a small piece of flesh, he was still able to survive. While it's not quite the same as rebirth from a drop of blood, this regenerative ability is still quite astonishing.

Even those Warriors who are known for their brute strength possess extraordinary abilities. These are abilities that Golems undoubtedly lack!

Just as he was thinking this, countless green buds suddenly sprouted from the blade of the greatsword in the Black Knight Golem's hand, and even the Black Knight Greatsword in Ember's hand 'grew' green buds!

These green shoots were growing wildly, soon covering most of the sword's blade. Not only were they corroding the originally exceptionally sturdy Black Knight Greatsword, but they were also like slippery green venomous snakes, surging wildly up the hilt towards Yu Jin, who was holding the greatsword!

Without a doubt, this is the power of a demigod of the Earth Path!

Any creature or object touched or attacked by it will gain 'life,' or at least a large number of 'life' will 'grow' from its body. And along with this growth comes endless madness and pollution!

Without hesitation, Yu Jin released one hand, pulled out a black round jar from somewhere, and hurled it at the tender bud on the sword!

"Bang!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, the raging flames instantly engulfed the newly sprouted shoots! Faced with the raging fire, these newborn lives quickly met their end, turning to ashes in the flames.

These burning green shoots further fueled the flames, making them even more intense. But soon, more and more green shoots grew wildly, eventually cutting off the air supply and engulfing the flames.

But at the same time, Ember had already sheathed the Black Knight Greatsword. With no obstacle in its way, the Black Knight Golem slammed its heavy greatsword into the ground, creating a deep crater, the dust kicking up even covering its towering six-meter frame!

Amidst the dust billowing in the air, a single flame shone brilliantly. It was the spellfire residing in Ember's right hand, radiating an intense, blazing light!

[Spellfire]

The fire catalyst used by sorcerers.

To use spells, you must equip yourself with the Flame of Spells.

They memorized the spells beforehand at the campfire.

Combat Skill: Ignite Flames

Able to ignite a strong flame from their hands

It is a simple spell, but that is why it is so powerful.

Combat techniques that can be used regardless of whether the weapon is in the left or right hand.

On the flames of sorcery, a boiling flame, seemingly from the ancient abyss or the primordial fire, was burning fiercely—the very cradle of demons that had once ravaged the world!

It started out as small as a fist, but the moment it was hurled at the Black Knight Golem, it began to expand rapidly as it flew. Beneath the intense heat and flames, it seemed to contain some deepest darkness and terror.

But before it could even see clearly, it had already crashed into the Black Knight Golem!

In the brief instant of contact, the Black Knight Golem's chest and abdomen were completely melted away, revealing the terrified man inside. The next moment, countless vines, like a wildly growing jungle, surged out from the Black Knight Golem's body.

They grew rapidly, transforming from tiny sprouts into writhing green snakes in the blink of an eye. They intertwined and converged wildly in front of the man, like spiders weaving a web, eventually forming a huge green cocoon that both enveloped the man and attempted to use the same trick to isolate him from the flames.

However, the moment these plant vines grew, they were completely burned by the flames! Those vines that were strong enough to withstand the thunderous attack of the Sequence 3 God Singer were now incredibly fragile, unable to even provide a brief respite!

Until the man inside the giant golem looked on in horror, the raging flames completely engulfed him.

Not even a trace will be left.

[Residue from a warm bed]

[The dregs of a breeding ground for demons.]

It can throw chaotic flames that can burn everything around it.

Demons born of fire,

Living amidst the smoke, they gradually marched towards their demise.

This is also the current state of the flames.

(End of this chapter)