I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

The Plague Core was clearly still in the pile of undead at the bottom of the valley before it disappeared.

When did it run up to the cliff?

Unless its range of activity extends far beyond the ground.

Underground, in rock crevices, on cliffs... every inch of soil and stone in this entire canyon could be its hiding place.

Sure enough, the cliff face cracked the next second.

There were no warning signs whatsoever.

From the thickest crack, a viscous, dark purple substance seeped out. In less than a second, it suddenly expanded to several times its original size, carrying a pungent, nauseating stench of decay. It transformed into a shockwave and slammed into Lynn.

Lynn's hair stood on end, and he immediately used [Mist Concealment Technique].

This was a spell he had practiced repeatedly during every rest break in his journey over the past few days, taught to him step by step by Anna.

The effect is to briefly transform oneself into a mist form to quickly evade attacks.

Just before the dark purple shockwave made contact with him, Lynn's body turned into a wisp of pale white mist.

boom!

The shockwave swept over where he had been standing, cracking the rocks beneath his feet and creating a crater two meters in diameter in the ground, sending debris flying and dust billowing up.

If he had been a step slower, he would be a pile of rotten flesh by now.

In its mist state, it has no physical form, so physical attacks simply cannot touch it.

Lynn drifted to the side for more than ten meters along the crack in the cliff wall, and solidified again behind a protruding rock.

"Continue the attack."

Without hesitation, Lynn mentally gave the temple guards instructions.

The golden giant raised his spear, and the light at the tip of the spear instantly reached its peak.

This time it did not use an area-of-effect attack.

A straight thrust.

The golden spear tore through the grayish-purple mist, carrying enough power to shatter everything, and pierced straight towards the cliff face where the dark purple substance was located.

boom!

The cliff face crumbled.

Dozens of tons of grayish-white rock were pulverized by this single shot, leaving a huge crater embedded in the canyon wall, as if something had bitten it off. Debris poured down like a torrential rain, and dust filled most of the valley floor.

Lynn covered his mouth and nose with one hand, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

Did it hit the target?

The dust gradually dissipated.

There was no trace of dark purple in the center of the pit.

They ran away again.

The moment the temple guards fired their guns, the Plague Core completed its transfer once again.

Lynn turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the still densely packed horde of undead at the bottom of the valley.

At the farthest point of the sea of ​​corpses.

The posture of the undead was different from all around it.

The other spirits stood stiffly, their eye sockets empty, like rows of wooden stakes stuck in the ground.

The undead tilted its head slightly.

Two empty eye sockets stared straight in Lynn's direction.

It chose a position that was completely opposite to the previous one.

They traversed the entire sea of ​​corpses and ran to the farthest corner.

Lynn stared at it.

It was also staring at Lynn.

Then the mouth, so rotten that its features were almost unrecognizable, moved.

"Looking for...me...ah..."

At that moment, Lynn was completely certain of one thing.

This thing has intelligence, thought, and even emotions.

But before Lynn could react, the undead suddenly collapsed to the ground, mingling with the surrounding corpses.

The aura of the plague core vanished without a trace once again.

Lynn stood behind the protruding rock, motionless.

The taunts from the Plague Core kept him unusually clear-headed.

Anger is useless.

What he needs now is to think.

Think calmly and quickly.

The summoning time for the Temple Guardians is not infinite.

Although he still doesn't know how long this golden giant can exist, one thing is certain: it will eventually disappear.

This thing must be dealt with before it disappears.

Otherwise, once the temple guards leave, he would have no chance of survival in this sea of ​​corpses, given his own strength.

"Then let's try the dumbest method first."

Lynn raised his head and looked at the golden giant standing quietly in the center of the valley.

He issued new instructions.

Clear the entire area, leaving not a single one.

The temple guard received the order, raised its spear, and a dazzling ball of light condensed at the tip, growing brighter and larger, like a star being born.

Rain of Divine Punishment

The ball of light exploded.

Countless golden light guns rained down from the sky, covering the entire bottom of the canyon.

One wave.

Two waves.

Three waves.

After the three rounds of divine punishment rain, a large open space was forcibly cleared at the bottom of the valley, and at least two thousand undead were reduced to nothingness under the dense holy light.

Lynn's gaze swept back and forth across the open space.

What about the plague core?

In which undead body is it hidden?

With three rounds of area-of-effect attacks covering such a large area, it couldn't possibly dodge every single one. Just as this thought arose in his mind...

The ground began to churn.

The soil bulged up from beneath the newly cleared ground.

One after another, grayish-white, rotting arms emerged from the ground.

Less than twenty seconds.

The area that had been cleared by the golden rain of light was once again filled with countless undead.

"My guess was correct."

Lynn's lips twitched.

The spirits standing on the ground are indeed just the tip of the iceberg.

Beneath this canyon lie far more corpses than on the surface.

The Plague Core only needs to keep changing hosts in this meaningless war of attrition.

The temple guards' attacks could indeed easily eliminate these low-level undead, but so what?

Its true targets are always hidden among the endless corpses.

"Do we really have to let the temple guards destroy the entire canyon?" Lynn suppressed his agitation and forced himself to calm down.

Since a blanket search won't work, let's force it to show itself.

Lynn ordered the temple guards to cease their attack and return to the center of the canyon.

The golden giant stopped, the undead were no longer slaughtered, and the churning underground gradually subsided.

A grayish-purple mist rose again, enveloping everything.

Lynn crouched behind the rock, motionless.

He is waiting.

Wait until that thing's patience runs out before his.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Five minutes passed.

Nothing happened.

Just when Lynn almost thought that the Plague Core was going to hide forever, the temple guards moved again.

The golden giant's head turned once more.

This time, it was looking directly north of the canyon.

Lynn followed the gaze of the temple guards.

At the northernmost end of the misty canyon, a spirit is slowly raising its head.

Chapter 112 The Funeral in the Canyon (Part 2)

The undead slowly raised its head.

Just like the previous one, nothing could be seen in the empty eye sockets, but Lynn could still feel that it was looking at him.

wrong.

It wasn't looking at itself.

It is watching the temple guards.

The undead tilted its head, its rotting mouth seemingly curving into a smile. Then, as if its soul had been ripped from its body, it crashed into the surrounding pile of undead, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The aura of the plague core disappeared once again.

Lynn crouched behind the rock, motionless.

This thing isn't stupid.

You could even say it was much smarter than Lynn had imagined; it knew it couldn't defeat the temple guards head-on, so it didn't fight them at all.

No matter what moves Lynn makes, it always has a way out.

Lynn did not.

The temple guards won't last forever. Once they're gone, Lynn won't last a minute in this sea of ​​corpses on his own.

"If this drags on, I'll be the one who dies."

Lynn shifted his gaze from the horde of undead at the bottom of the valley to the top of his head.

The cliffs on both sides of the canyon, with their grayish-white rocks, form two huge walls that seal the entire valley floor in the middle. Sunlight seeps in through the narrow cracks above, but is filtered into a dim light by the grayish-purple mist.

He looked up for a few seconds.