"Rode said irritably, 'I ate him.'

Since that guy wasn't around, besides wasting a packet of Red Transformation Powder, two more Spirit-Sealing Bullets were wasted.

These things were expensive. He only made twenty in total, and with the previous consumption, there were only eight left now.

Moreover, due to the continuous and substantial consumption of spiritual energy, Rode felt dizzy, mentally pained, and extremely tired.

This was the manifestation of spiritual energy depletion.

Spiritual energy was essentially the power of the soul, and it essentially indicated that the soul was exhausted to the limit.

The triggering effect of the Red Transformation Powder couldn't conceal this fact.

Rode felt terrible. Although he could clearly feel the "spiritual recovery" working, the speed was much slower than before.

Of course, this was not because the Star of Frost had weakened, but because Rode had become stronger. He not only raised his spiritual energy level to Tier 2, but also tripled his soul strength. It was understandable that his recovery became slower.

Rode ate a Soul Red Crystal, the most commonly used spiritual energy supply. It had no side effects and was like a spring rain that nourished the soul, recovered spiritual energy, and was frequently used in both daily training and battle.

Crunch.

The red crystal was bitten open by his teeth, and the slightly sweet taste spread in his mouth. The soul seemed to be caressed by a breeze, and Rode felt a little better.

Nightwing also saw the ashes on the ground, blushed slightly, and whispered, "Sorry, I couldn't let go at the time... but it made you look cool."

Molly ran over with concern and stuffed a bunch of supplies into Rode's hands.

Nightwing picked up the monster's ashes from the ground, put them in a red stone box, and handed it over.

"Here, there are five in total. They are all your spoils of war."

Rode didn't hesitate to put them all into his arms.

Professor Bince walked up and said, "The information has been recorded. There is no need to go to the other two points. I suspect that there is a distorted spider nest below, and our recording behavior may have alarmed them. We need to go back quickly."

"Against the Gods"

He took off his coat and gently unfolded it.

The coat flew up in the air and turned into a flying carpet.

Nightwing dragged the teacher and Molly onto it, and the flying carpet didn't sag at all. It had strong tension and was obviously extraordinary.

No wonder Professor Bince was just an ordinary person, but he was not at all panicked... Rode jumped lightly and stepped on it too.

The flying carpet quickly rose with four people on it. Nightwing pressed his hands on the flying carpet, obviously operating it.

Rode leaned down and looked down. The giant's feet, which were towering and dark, stepped into the bottomless darkness, and the gray-white distorted spiders climbed up the giant from all directions, chasing the flying carpet.

The sound of cracking and clattering merged into one.

The giant was soon covered with gray-white color.

Countless spiders jumped towards them and fell into the bottomless darkness.Moli's face turned pale, and her petite body trembled slightly as she unconsciously moved closer to Rode.

Professor Bince pondered, "It seems like the tomb has already been occupied. With such a large monster nest, there should be a leader."

Before he finished speaking, Rode saw a powerful monster crawl out from the depths of the darkness. Its soul was as deep as the night sky, emitting extremely sharp waveforms. The powerful spiritual energy caused disturbances in space, and the dual fluctuations of spiritual energy and soul interfered with each other, making it difficult for Rode to determine its rank.

But one thing was for sure, they couldn't handle it.

"Quick, let's go!" Rode urged, "It's not safe here!"

"I know!" Nightwing shouted, pouring all his spiritual energy into the flying carpet and accelerating upwards.

When they reached the top of the statue, the scene before them was even more terrifying.

In the vast space, countless distorted spider monsters had already formed a gray-white sea, and countless thin legs pointed towards them like countless dancing hairs.

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If they fell, they would surely be instantly killed.

And in the depths of the gray-white sea, there was a huge black shadow moving towards them.

The sound of the spider legs colliding and clattering had already drowned out the huge underground space.

Moli had never seen such a terrifying scene. Her face was devoid of color, and her body couldn't stop trembling. Suddenly, a warm embrace enveloped her, blocking her line of sight. The breath of a human enveloped her, which made her heart slightly calm down.

Moli's hope +52

Humanity +5

So many?

Rode's heart was slightly happy, and he hugged her tightly.

The flying carpet quickly flew away from the group of terrifying monsters along a new path, until the sound of clattering disappeared, and Moli's petite body stopped trembling.

Rode thought to himself that it seemed that she hadn't completely overcome her fear before, probably because he wasn't strong enough.

Otherwise, he could have gained even more humanity.

Glancing at his status, he now had a total of 601 humanity, which was enough for fueling and making items.

With a thought, the information on the obelisk was reflected in his mind.

Soul Strength: 117

Soul Stars: 2

Humanity: 601

Divinity: 45

Soulless Souls: 222

Owned Souls: [Dust-like Souls] 30, [Small Soul Fragments] 19, [Large Soul Fragments] 55, [Maggot Man's Soul] 4, [Dead Spirit Hound's Soul] 1, [Distorted Spider's Soul] 5.

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The harvest far exceeded his expectations, thanks to the power of the "Sealing Bullet" and "Soul Crit." With this, the invasion in nine days was definitely not a problem.

Rode had never been so confident before.Maybe, with just one "Sealing Spirit Bullet" and one "Soul Crit," he could end the invaders and live a shameless and happy life from then on.

"What are you guys hugging for?"

The voice of Nightwing woke Rode from his contemplation, and he realized they had already reached the top level of the sewer. The light from the street lamps shone down from the well, and the initially uncomfortable and dirty environment now looked like a road to heaven.

The flying carpet had already landed, and Morley was still buried in his arms like an ostrich.

Rode let go of her, and Morley reluctantly lifted her body, her face blushing and her temples a little messy.

"We're home." Rode smiled.

Morley nodded, not daring to look him in the eye.

The four climbed out of the well and finally bathed in the light of the king's city. The spacious bluestone road, the houses hanging with copper lamps, and the neat and elegant street lamps all gave a familiar feeling of returning to the world of human civilization.

Morley turned her head, unwilling to look back at the towering Dead Ash Mountains. Now, everything non-civilized made her feel afraid.

Nightwing sighed lightly. He knew Morley might need psychological intervention.

Professor Bince's face was also very bad, but not because of fear. As a professor who was close to a university and had not gone crazy, he had encountered many more terrifying and unimaginable things.

What he was worried about was that they had disturbed a very ancient monster's nest. If it turned from dormant to active, it would add a lot of trouble to the already struggling defense of the king's city.

Moreover, with so many parasites, there would be nothing of value left in this ancient tomb. Any spiritual item would be devoured, and the twisted, corrupt, and crazy power would destroy all remnants of civilization.

The possibility of excavating powerful relics was very small.

The threat could still expand.

They had to report to the upper level immediately.

Thinking of this, Professor Bince immediately said, "We need to hurry to the headquarters of the school."

I don't know what he did, but soon, a floating spirit car descended from the sky.

Before leaving, Professor Bince said to him alone, "Rode, you're very special. The ability to extract souls has appeared in the Fire Seed three hundred years ago. That person eventually fell into madness, and his undead body is still locked under the Silver Oath. I hope you can always maintain your love for humanity no matter what. It was a pleasure working with you, and I will highly recommend you to the school."

Nightwing waved his hand. "You're strong, but I'll surpass you next time we meet. Come to 11 Rose Street when you have time and feel the weight of history. You'll fall in love with it."

Morley whispered, "I live at 22 Rose Street. The Red Rose Bubble Wine at the Rose Bar is great. Come and try it when you have time."

The three boarded the spirit car and flew away.

Hey, did you guys ever think of giving me a ride?Rode irritably found a paid spirit car, planning to find a place to rest for a while before proceeding with the next step of his plan.





Outer city district.

Sewer.

One of the strongholds of the Polluters' cult.

Black Priest Balistan Selmy was looking for new targets for the sacrilegious ritual of spirits.

She was able to become one of the high-ranking members of the cult at a young age because she had mastered this complicated high-level ritual.

She sat at a long table pieced together from human bones, her naked body without a shred of clothing. Several people who had been completely transformed into slaves were maintaining her body. This was her most important weapon, the most powerful ritual tool, and it could not have any flaws.

"Possible targets... Beowood from Dama Village? Hmm, very strong, high value, but he's not very interested in women. He hasn't touched a girl in four years at the academy. How can I approach him?"

"Heins from Apple Town, very strong, three-time champion of the Black Heddle Training Ground, assistant to the headmaster, high status, loves hairstyles... This one can be listed as an alternative, using hairstyle as an entry point."

"Annabel from Mushroom City, likes women... No, she'll be corrected, I can't get involved."

While studying, the door of the prayer hall was knocked open, and a believer rushed in, shouting, "Priest Selmy, something's wrong!"

Selmy stood up instantly, thick fog shrouding her body and face, and the slave who was still kneading her body was kicked away by her.

"What's wrong?"

"Our dispatched cleanup team has been completely wiped out!"

"Impossible! They only have two combatants! The strongest one is only at level eight, and we sent eight formal combatants, four of them at level eight. Twelve against two, how could they be wiped out?"

The believer cried, "They encountered an unexpected group of monsters, not a single one escaped. In the last spirit communication, we only heard screams and the crunching of bones!"

Bang!

Selmy smashed the crystal ball on the table and gritted her teeth:

"It's fake news! We've been deceived! Trace the source of the information, dig out the mole, and I'll tear their soul to shreds!"