My health recovery is incredibly fast.

A large group of Transformers emerged from the garbage heap and simultaneously sprayed venomous bullets at the action team. The dense barrage landed on the protective barrier, exploding into dark green water droplets, with a continuous sizzling and corrosive sound.

The five team members unleashed a torrent of fire to retaliate against the enemy.

The Poison Alchemist's fire power was unexpectedly strong, even stronger than the Guardian in the team.

The flames he spewed out were golden-white, about half again as hot as the crimson ones, and the fire was even more intense and the pillars of fire were thicker.

Three cube-shaped shadow demons appeared, flanking each other, surrounded by layers of black mist.

They raised their twisted, emaciated black arms high, spewing out clouds of black mist that obscured the nearby night sky, and descended a spherical dome that enveloped the battlefield, covering the garbage dump, the action team, and the converts.

There was also a Shadow Demon in the sky. After blocking the fiery bullets calling for reinforcements, it transformed into a larger and darker dome that covered the spherical dome below.

Once the two layers of light-blocking domes overlapped, not a single member of the action team could be seen!

Even the beams of magic and the light from searchlights could not penetrate the dome.

Xia Zuo involuntarily clenched his hands...

In the final scene, bright magical fire illuminated the surrounding landscape, with a total of 17 Converters and 4 Cube Shadow Fiends involved, along with a large amount of sewage and debris interfering with the battle.

This team is likely doomed.

Did the liaison girl send out the message requesting support?

Can these two domes block the messages from the secret ring?

Will the resident monks be able to notice the unusual situation here in time?

Servant Number 1 drifted towards the building far from the battlefield.

Xia Zuo silently counted to twenty-odd seconds, but seeing neither a vehicle approaching nor a mage flying in, a sense of foreboding gradually rose within him…

What's this place called again?

Xia Zuo opened the drawer, spread out the map, and found the place name—Police City, South District, the landfill south of 17th Avenue.

He took out a secret message ring and sent a secret message to the bald man.

He wouldn't get involved in the matter unless he witnessed the team in danger.

But if we see it, we must take action; we cannot stand by and watch someone die, nor can we pin our hopes on the resident monks not having deserted their posts…

"Click, click..." Rexol replied, saying he had informed the City of Polis's Category 3 Disaster Emergency Response Department.

Servant No. 1 landed on the roof of a building a hundred meters away.

Xia Zuo waited quietly for reinforcements to arrive, glancing at the clock on his desk; it was 9:30 PM.

Good heavens, we have to hand over grain to the government and worry about this action team from Polis City... This is a tough situation.

He shoved servant number one into the roof drainpipe, rubbed his face a couple of times, and walked toward the study door with a normal expression.

Fighting breaks and snaking, working diligently.

More than 10 o'clock in the evening.

Xia Zuo returned to his study and eagerly switched to the perspective of Servant No. 1, maneuvering it to float out of the rainwater pipe and look towards the garbage dump.

! !

The landfill was engulfed in flames, with black plumes of smoke rising into the night sky and flames spreading across the entire area.

The flames ignited the flammable materials in the trash, sending plumes of fire shooting into the sky and blasting the surrounding debris high into the air.

Fortunately, a barrier surrounded the landfill, preventing the fire from spreading to the residential buildings.

Firefighters are also mages, or at least mages at the apprentice level.

They split into three groups, each carrying a powerful fire hose that sprays a thick stream of water, and fought the fire under the protection of the firefighters.

The firefighters were followed by elemental servants dressed in fireproof suits.

They had water pipes hanging from their bodies to cool the embers and prevent the flames from reigniting.

On the roadside outside the landfill, medical personnel provided on-site treatment to the injured.

All five team members survived, with no casualties, but their injuries were severe, and most of them would be unable to stand up for a short period of time.

The least injured were the expert-level poison alchemist.

He only had bruises on his face and chest, and he stayed by his teammates' side, taking care of the wounded together with the medical staff.

Xia Zuo couldn't help but take a few more glances at this fellow traveler, only to realize that the other party seemed to possess an elemental body, as he couldn't see any small specks of light floating out of his body.

Hmm... he's probably a long-time employee...

But something just doesn't feel right.

Xia Zuo scratched his head and looked at the ground beside him.

There were more than a dozen metal boxes lined up there, and the action team that had come to provide support was counting the enemy's corpses.

Xia Zuo manipulated Servant No. 1 to move closer and examine it carefully.

The waste from the Converter and the debris from the Shadow Fiend are quite easy to distinguish.

The former resembles charred bits of meat, while the latter is like black, flaky powder.

There are 9 clumps of Converter debris and 2 clumps of Shadow Fiend fragments here.

That means 8 Converters and 2 Shadow Fiends escaped.

Xia Zuo activated his poison senses and used his No. 1 servant to search for the enemy's whereabouts.

He circled the blazing garbage dump once, then drifted south.

The landfill is already close to the outskirts, and further south is the desert. Unless you follow the road, it's hard to find any human presence.

Servant No. 1 walked and stopped intermittently, following the trail of toxins until it stopped 200 meters from the garbage dump.

This is not the end.

Traces of the toxins are still extending southward.

Xia Zuo stopped here because of the wriggling chunks of meat below.

The chunk of flesh was wriggling southward, seemingly trying to return to the body and become part of the Transformer once again.

Xia Zuo activated the [Bloodline Sensing] talent and added one blood rune to it.

This way, when he attacks the meat chunks, he will have a 1% chance to gain the Bloodline Mark.

Minion #1 consumed 100 health points to condense 100 sharp, short spikes.

The short spikes floated a few centimeters above the meat and pierced into it almost simultaneously.

-0

-0

-0

-0

The short spikes failed to damage the meat, but they did indeed attack.

Theoretically speaking, you should be able to get the Bloodline Mark after 100 attacks, right?

Xia Zuo admitted that there was an element of taking shortcuts in this.

The message from the cheat system came to my mind:

"[Bloodline Sensing] activated! Successfully acquired Ufacas's bloodline mark."

"Hehe~ Successfully stole the chicken."

Xia Zuo sat at his desk and chuckled maliciously. He deactivated the Bloodthorn summoned by his No. 1 servant and made it fly towards the city.

Don't rush to cast the curse.

Let's settle servant number 1 first.

Xia Zuo patiently manipulated his No. 1 servant to go to the shop next to the Boles Building and hide it in the signboard. Only then did he activate [Bloodline Sensing] and select the bloodline mark of Ufacas.

"What? Ufakas, you're saying you left behind eight pieces of flesh?"

The familiar voice of the Blood Demon reached my ears; it was the same one that had caused the three Transformers to self-destruct last time.

The Blood Demon sounded furious, scolding Ufacas for being forgetful.

"No! You can't go back! You're out of your mind and mentally challenged! Did you steal some domestic pig? If you go back like this, you'll definitely run into those bastards!"

Blood Demon roared and berated Ufakas a few times, then paused, "Hmph!...I'll send Shadow Fiend again to bring you your flesh. There won't be a next time, Ufakas, there won't be a next time."

There was no sound in my ears.

Xia Zuo activated the [Blood Curse] and checked the location of Ufacas on the map.

About five or six kilometers south of Polis, and another three kilometers south, there is a small town right next to the road.

Shazo unleashed a full-damage Curse of Decay on Ufacas.

He listened intently to the sounds around him, but to his surprise, the Blood Demon didn't beep.

Uh… could it be that Ufacas was so afraid of being scolded by the Blood Demon that he dared not report the matter of being cursed?

Xia Zuo scratched his head in confusion.

Leave it alone.

As long as I can gain experience points, that's fine.

Hey.

Shazo maintained the curse of decay, glancing at the current time: 10:34 PM.

Five hours of deep meditation can restore energy, so if things go smoothly tonight, I can meditate for more than two hours.

I feel a little unsatisfied; the time was too short.

Xia Zuo activates [Blood Rage Casting], consuming 230 HP to stack 23 layers of buff, increasing his output. Once his HP recovers to over 50%, he continues to consume HP to stack buff, always keeping the first stage of [Emergency Moment]'s special effect triggered.

Two hours later, just after midnight, the Blood Demon's voice rang in my ears:

"Idiot, Ufacas, you're an idiot! This is what happens when you devour domestic pigs! You devoured garbage, so your blood patterns became garbage, which is why your essence blood and flesh pieces fell off your body, and why you can't fuse them together!"

After listening to Ufacas's explanation for a few seconds, the Blood Demon roared, "Don't talk to me about the flesh chunks! You deserve it! Inferior blood patterns are destined to be unable to fuse with essence blood flesh chunks!"