I'm not just human!

"This is a sealed artifact I obtained during an adventure in a lost ruin somewhere in the earthly divine kingdom. It is called the 'Never-Ending Lantern.' It can be lit with one's own blood and will never go out unless it is immersed in the waters of the Black Abyss River."

In this situation, it was natural to explain the effects and costs of the sealed artifact to his two companions, Tefaro continued:

"As for the price, it's very simple. As long as it's ignited with blood, this sealed object will continue to use the host's blood as fuel until the host's blood is exhausted. This is also the origin of the name 'Never-Ending Lantern.' But don't worry, I always carry a bucket of water from the Black Abyss River with me."

In this vast and deep, pitch-black tunnel, where they could face deadly danger at any moment, Xia Fa and the Laughing Clown naturally couldn't offer any advice.

Tefaro was quite decisive; starlight shimmered on his finger, and a gash immediately appeared, from which crimson blood seeped and dripped into the wick of the lantern.

boom--!

A burst of intense light suddenly shot up, instantly illuminating an area of ​​several meters around it.

In the darkness, a circle of enormous faces with bloodshot eyes and white pupils stared intently at them, the light shining on their faces.

Each face was several meters long, covered in blood, like tears of blood, and its eyes were white like those of a dead fish.

And so, in the darkness, beyond the firelight, they kept a close eye on their figures.

"What the hell?!"

The clown, unusually, uttered a curse, clearly startled. He made a clenching motion in the air with both hands, and the eerie green dagger immediately appeared. Without hesitation, he swung it around.

call out!call out!call out!

A series of blades, seemingly formed from foul-smelling venom, suddenly pierced into the darkness, slashing towards those enormous faces.

Those enormous faces actually possessed physical bodies. The moment they came into contact with the venom, they immediately began to wail and dissipate, emitting thick blue smoke, as they were completely corroded and melted.

The clown who was startled breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he was being overly alarmed; it was just that this place was too dangerous. It was the place where a divinely ordained holy spirit had fallen, and he had just been in the dark. Under such excessive tension, he had made an instinctive reaction.

Tefaro, carrying the blazing lantern, appeared slightly pale, seemingly due to the rapid loss of blood. Fortunately, as an angel, he could withstand it thanks to his powerful self-healing abilities. He said:

"Don't be afraid. This is a strange 'Venomous Face'. It usually appears in places where resentment is strong and where corpses are buried. It can also appear on powerful beings of the Dominator rank or above who died unexpectedly. However, its strength is only at the Wolf level, so it is rather weak."

The clown, laughing hysterically, was breathing slowly, seemingly trying to calm himself down.

"I only realized what we were doing after I had already started."

As He finished speaking, darkness engulfed him, and the ever-burning lantern was instantly enveloped in darkness.

The blazing flames went out with a "bang," and the three of them were once again plunged into boundless darkness.

At this, Tefaro's expression changed as well.

Even this high-ranking sealed artifact, fueled by the blood of His supreme angelic overlord, still couldn't withstand the erosion of darkness.

The three of them had a vague feeling that at the end of the darkness, in the room that the Holy Spirit of Destiny had mentioned, where His legacy, the reason for His disappearance, and a part of the truth about the world were kept, seemed to hide some extremely important and terrifying secret.

"I'll give it a try."

The appearance of bizarre creatures like "vengeful faces" in the mithril tunnel indicates that something must have happened here.

Otherwise, according to the words spoken by the remaining will and soul of that Heavenly Spirit, they should have been able to walk unimpeded into the room at the end of the tunnel.

Therefore, Xia Fa decided to try other methods.

Isn't it darkness that can devour most of the light simply because it holds a higher position? Then let's see who holds a higher position!

Of course, this doesn't mean that as a wolf-level superhuman, I can compare my status with that of a being who is suspected to be an Outer God.

Rather, it is the burning sensation in my heart and cells, and the strange electric current in my spine, that helps me resist the influence of the higher-level existence!

Seeing that Xia Fa had spoken, Tefaro didn't ask any questions and simply handed him the ever-burning lantern.

Xia Fa took it with one hand, bit the index finger of his other hand, and dripped the liquid into the wick of the kerosene lamp, which had already gone out.

At the same time, he infused the burning sensation in all his cells and a strange electric current into this drop of blood.

boom--!!!

In that instant, a silvery-white flame erupted, almost filling the entire lantern!

Moreover, Xia Fa did not feel any continuous loss of blood in his body.

It seemed that the burning sensation and the strange electric current that he had injected into that drop of blood were enough to fuel this ever-burning lantern.

The surrounding area, spanning dozens of meters, was immediately illuminated by a silver light, as bright as day.

Tefalo and the Laughing Clown stared at Shafa in surprise, seemingly taken aback.

Xia Fa smiled, just about to make up an explanation, such as that as a signatory to the Silver Throne, his blood was particularly suitable for lighting the lantern, etc.

Unexpectedly, Tefaro sighed softly, saying with considerable envy:

"So this is the future Emperor of Mystery. As expected, he is completely different from us overlords in terms of life level. Even the effects of his blood are so strong."

The clown who was amazed also exclaimed:

"Cousin, after meeting you, I understand why our great-grandfather so hoped that our family would produce a mysterious emperor."

Xiafa: ...

Well, he almost forgot about his two partners' incredibly strong ability to fill in the blanks with their own imaginations.

With light, the three felt much more at ease, and Xia Fa carried the ever-burning lantern as they continued their exploration.

Suddenly, a dripping sound, like the sound of water droplets hitting the ground, rang out a few meters ahead.

All three of them stopped in their tracks and stared intently at the scene.

It was a single drop of bright red, viscous blood.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock—

More drops of blood fell, like a small patch of blood raining down in front of them.

Xia Fa exchanged a glance with the two men, then raised the lantern in his hand and shone it into the air.

The corpses of women, dressed in plain white robes, hung in the air, their faces as pale as paper.

Their hair stretched into the darkness high above, serving as ropes to suspend their bodies.

Their corpses were deathly pale, as if they had been submerged in water for hundreds of years. The veins on their hands and feet, visible through their robes, were bulging, making them look particularly gruesome.

These female corpses hung in the air, hundreds of them, their arms and legs hanging limply at their sides, blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, their faces contorted in agony, as if they had suffered immense pain before their deaths.

The clown felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason, while Tefal stared at the female corpses, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Xia Fa also became increasingly aware of the strangeness of this mithril tunnel; everything seemed too unusual.

Looking at this chilling scene, he thought for a moment and said softly:

"Let's go around it, ignore what it is, and don't disturb them."

The clown immediately nodded vigorously and followed his cousin like a shadow. Tefal also followed with a serious expression.

The three of them bypassed the area where blood was constantly dripping and the hundreds of female corpses hanging in the darkness, and continued to walk forward.

However, just as they had walked a short distance forward, the hundreds of female corpses behind them turned around, opened their eyes, and quietly stared at their backs.

Even though Tefalo and the Laughing Clown were top-tier angel-level overlords, and Xia Fa was a wolf-level superhuman capable of fighting superhuman monarchs, neither of them noticed the unusual movement behind them.

It seems that some extremely high-level "power" is interfering with their perception.

In the darkness, bathed in the silvery light of the lantern, the three continued on their way.

This time, we walked a long distance, about several hundred meters, without encountering anything strange.

All three had a premonition that they were getting closer and closer to the room left behind by the Holy Spirit of Destiny.

Just then, the silver flame in the lantern that Xia Fa was holding suddenly began to dim and rapidly shrink.

Fortunately, he was quite calm by this point, and said in a low voice:

"It's okay, it's probably just running out of fuel. I'll add another drop of blood."

As he spoke, Xia Fa stopped in his tracks, and Te Faro and the amused little scandal also stopped.

In that instant, the lantern went out completely, and the three of them were once again plunged into complete darkness.

Xia Fa quickly bit his finger and added another drop of blood, which was infused with a burning sensation and a strange electric current.

boom--!!!

A silver flame blazed up in the lantern, instantly dispelling the darkness.

But whether it was at the feet of Xia Fa, Tefalo, or even the Laughing Clown, there were more and more heads with gruesome appearances.

Countless heads spread out from their feet, almost covering the entire area reached by the silver light.

Under the silver light, all the heads turned on the ground in unison, their empty eye sockets looking at the three of them, their mouths opening silently.

Click! Click! Click!

The next moment, all the heads split open in unison, and out crawled out one after another pitch-black infants.

These babies were only the size of a palm. As soon as they crawled out, they opened their mouths wide, almost to their ears, revealing sharp, serrated teeth, and let out a shrill scream before attacking the three of them.

"run!"

Xia Fa suddenly shouted, and the three of them immediately began to run forward without hesitation.

The reason is simple... each of these pitch-black babies possesses the status of an angel!

Thousands of pitch-black babies swarmed around them like a tidal wave; how could they possibly resist?

The thousands of pitch-black infants chased after them, their gaping mouths spewing out purple, spiky tentacles that kept trying to entangle them.

As the clown ran, he suddenly swung his two daggers behind him, instantly creating a vast swamp of deadly poison.

From those venomous swamps, swamp monsters crawled out, immediately attracting the attack of a large group of pitch-black infants.

Tefaro drew his scimitar and decisively slashed forward.

This strike directly created a portal to the starry sky. The three of them, with perfect coordination, rushed in together without Tefalo even needing to say anything.

This teleported them several kilometers forward. When they came out of the Star Gate and looked back, they saw that the black infants had finally stopped following them.

"What exactly is that? How can it have the rank of an angel?"

Tefaro was still quite shaken; even someone as calm and rational as Him felt as if He had just walked the line between life and death.

The clown, then suddenly remembered something, and said:

“My great-grandfather once told me that this seems to be… a combination of the blood of an Outer God and extremely strong resentment. He once saw it on the corpse of an Outer God in the Celestial Spirit Realm. It is said that the Outer God fell inexplicably, which led to the birth of a large number of such strange creatures, which have a special name: Filthy Blood Monsters.”

After catching his breath, he continued: