CH 123

But contrary to expectations, the number of monsters in the afternoon tide decreased.

Rode calculated that from noon to evening, a total of four hours, there were only a few dozen scattered monsters that were quickly eliminated, and he didn't even have to make a move.

There were slightly more monsters at night, but not too many. Rode couldn't hold on any longer and decided to go back to his room to sleep - he was the only one in Jian Pass who had the freedom to move around.

On the way back, whether it was combat personnel or logistics personnel, everyone had a happy expression. Most people believed that as long as they put in a little more effort, the Black Tide would soon be over.

And according to Thalorian's usual practice, after a disaster ended, there would usually be a long period of good days.

They happily discussed how to spend their vacation and enthusiastically invited Rode to join them.

As Rode passed by the duty room, he saw the members of the support and emergency teams sleeping inside.

In another room, two guys were applauding for love - they didn't even bother to close the door.

"Tsk, their skills are really poor."

After watching for a few seconds, Rode decisively left. The souls in the dream world were still waiting for him to sacrifice.

Halfway through, Rode ran into Annabel.

Rode greeted her and tried to walk past, but she stopped him.

A bad thought suddenly popped into Rode's mind: "No way, does this girl want to applaud with me? But I'm not interested in ordinary brothers."

Annabel looked at him.

This senior sister from the four-year period wasn't very beautiful, but she had a certain charm. She had a beautiful fringe, a slightly round face, and narrow, upward-slanting eyes, giving off a very proud feeling.

She directly asked, "What are my stats?"

Rode hesitated whether to accept the invitation or not, and spoke without much thought, "70, 59, 80."

Before he finished speaking, Annabel gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, you really are a pervert. Are these the stats for a woman's figure? You men only know how to look at appearances, you don't understand anything deeper. How shallow! How foolish! How childish! How absurd! Once we return to the royal city, I will report you to the Disciplinary Committee! I will make sure you suffer! Why does Mina's stats have to be so much higher than mine?"

Big sister.

Rode was completely confused. Mina was tall, while you are short and plain-looking, so naturally there would be a big difference in stats. People aren't aliens, how can they randomly grow?

But of course, he couldn't say the truth. Rode immediately switched his mindset, coughed, and changed to the softest and warmest tone:

"Silly girl, if I don't say you're worse, what if someone else snatches me away?"

Annabel's face visibly turned red, and goosebumps extended from her neck to her forehead.

"Smooth talker! Deceiver! All men are deceivers!"

She shouted loudly and turned around to run away.

Annabel's joy +21

Humanity +2

Rode sighed.

Well, I was forced to increase my humanity a little.

I hope she doesn't really report me. I don't want to be investigated anymore.

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On the way back, Rode encountered more interesting things.

At the corner of the spiral staircase, he saw Karamon secretly confessing to a beautiful female logistics personnel, but unfortunately, he was rejected because she didn't like skinny guys and felt insecure around them.

But when Rode walked down the stairs, Karamon claimed that he had rejected a beauty and warned Rode not to be arrogant, as he wasn't anything special.

Rode didn't even have a chance to say anything before this guy arrogantly walked away.

But when Rode went to the logistics department to get some late-night snacks, he met the same beautiful female logistics personnel.

She directly asked Rode if he could be her boyfriend.

Rode was surprised, "But I'm skinny."

The female logistics personnel blushed slightly and whispered, "I like skinny guys. Too much flesh is disgusting."

Rode had no choice but to reject her, using the excuse that he was still young.

After that, he encountered several similar situations. Men and women were filled with enthusiasm, and the atmosphere in the fortress felt like winter had passed and there was a feeling of blooming flowers in spring.

Only Rode felt a bit disappointed.

Could it really be over? I just rose one rank in my righteous execution!

Well, the gains from this trip are enough. I'll wait for the next opportunity.

Perhaps I can go play with big sister Mina tomorrow? She has worked hard for so long, it's only reasonable for me to give her a massage, right?

With such expectations, Rode entered a sweet sleep.

But that night, he was awakened by the urgent sound of the fortress bell.

This was the first time Rode had heard the bell in the fortress. It was sharp, short, and anxious, as if someone was banging a gong next to his ear.

His sleepiness instantly disappeared, and Rode quickly put on his coat and rushed out of the room.

He saw an unprecedentedly bright fire in the fortress, and a loud voice echoed in the air:

"Level one battle preparation! Non-combat personnel evacuate immediately!"

"Repeat! Level one battle preparation! Non-combat personnel evacuate immediately!"

There were hurried footsteps everywhere, and the logistics personnel were running towards the shelter in the fortress, while a large number of combat personnel were rushing from the upper levels to the lower levels.

Rode grabbed a Jian Pass warrior and asked, "What's going on?"

The warrior anxiously replied, "The spirit generator is under attack by a large number of evil spirits! Miss Mina is in danger!"

Rode was shocked, "Where did the evil spirits come from? Weren't they all killed in the Corpse Wasteland?"

"I don't know! We need to go save Miss Mina quickly!"Rode didn't ask any further questions. He immediately activated his Soul Eye and followed behind the warrior, quickly changing the silver bullets in the spirit gun to sealing bullets.

But before they even reached the stairs, the warrior suddenly screamed in agony as both of his legs were severed, and his body flew far away, blood gushing out.

Rode's scalp tingled, and he immediately shifted his gaze to the ground.

There were many physical barriers in the fortress, and the Soul Eye was greatly restricted. However, he could still barely see the spiritual bodies and energy behind the walls.

What appeared in his line of sight at this moment was a pale spiritual body.

The moment Rode saw it, he felt a tremendous malevolence. The pale spiritual energy on it rose slowly like liquefied gas, but the core of its soul remained pure black.

The malevolent spirit sank beneath the ground, and a long scythe emerged from its spiritual body, silently slashing towards him.

A shiver crawled up Rode's spine, and he quickly activated his spiritual energy, jumping backward to dodge the scythe.

The malevolent spirit seemed to be provoked and leaped out of the ground, charging towards him.

A strong suffocating feeling rushed towards him, and his scalp tingled with a numbing sensation. But fear did not affect his movements. With great skill, Rode raised his spirit gun, and with a soul intensity of 850, he filled the spirit pressure gauge in the shortest amount of time.

Bang!

The sealing bullet hit the malevolent spirit.

The bullet, filled with spiritual patterns, instantly shattered into fragments. The impact of the spiritual energy did not delay the malevolent spirit for even half a second. Rode didn't even have time to fire a second shot before the pale scythe came down like lightning.

Dong!

As if hitting a solid piece of wood.

The scythe was blocked by a dark piece of wood.

Countless branches sprouted from the wood, rapidly spreading along Rode's arm. The intricate branches intertwined and extended like a tree and its vines that had been fast-forwarded thousands of times.

In just a second, a tree person entangled by countless withered branches appeared in front of Rode.

"Wood Puppet."

Rode crushed it at a critical moment, saving his own life.

The malevolent spirit roared furiously, but its scythe had already been entangled by the branches of the tree person.

These dark pieces of wood drilled into its spiritual body like living insects, spreading into its soul.

The white gas all over the malevolent spirit's body boiled, trying to break free from the entanglement.

But the tree person held it firmly.

Rode jumped up from the ground, aimed at the weak spot on its spiritual body, and fired five shots in a row before creating an opening.

He raised his right hand, and a crescent-shaped sickle appeared on the back of his hand. Spiritual energy quickly filled it, and a steaming light gas rose, making his palm transparent.

Rode took a step forward, and his semi-transparent right hand suddenly plunged into the opening of the spiritual body, grabbing its soul string, and forcefully pulled.

Buzz!

As if something in the void had been torn apart.

The malevolent spirit howled madly, and its spiritual body spewed countless dazzling gases like an exploding pressure cooker.

Amidst the piercing screams, the malevolent spirit shattered into pieces, dissipating into nothingness in the air, leaving only a pale powder.

[Soul of the Fallen Malevolent Spirit]

[Soul of the Soulless +32]

It was only at this moment that Rode felt his heart pounding violently, his blood rushing in his ears, making him unable to hear anything else except for a buzzing sound.

The tree person lowered its hands and stood dumbly in front of him, waiting for his command.

At that moment, Rode almost thought he was dead. This malevolent spirit was completely different from the one he encountered in the Corpse Wasteland. It was much stronger, and the environment of the fortress was also very unfavorable for him, allowing the malevolent spirit to reach his face.

Fortunately, the tree person saved his life in a critical moment.

Seeing its soul, Rode finally confirmed that it was not the "Raging Malevolent Spirit" from the Corpse Wasteland.

The "Raging Malevolent Spirit" had holes all over its body, and a silver bullet could take its life.

The "Fallen Malevolent Spirit" only revealed a small opening after being hit by six sealing bullets. They were not on the same level at all.

Is this a monster that came from the Black Tide?

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from bit.ly/3iBfjkV.

Rode felt a slight doubt in his heart, carefully looking around to confirm that there were no malevolent spirits before running over. The warrior was lying on the ground, bleeding profusely. He needed to quickly stop the bleeding.

But when Rode ran over, a chill ran through his heart.

The warrior's head had been severed at some point, and the blood in his neck was almost drained.

Rode had never seen such a gruesome scene before and didn't know how to handle it.

After a few seconds of daze, he decided to put the warrior's torso together and then go to the lower level for rescue.

Enduring the fear and nausea, he picked up his legs and head, and the warrior's eyes remained wide open, still showing signs of anxiety. But his eyes dilated, and his spiritual body disappeared.

He had permanently lost his life.

Rode sighed lightly, placing the head and legs on the torso, and was about to get up.

But in the next moment, the headless and legless body suddenly jumped up, knocking Rode down. Flesh and blood gushed out from the severed neck, and the intestines flew in the air, forming a large mass of viscera that wrapped around Rode's neck.

Rode's mind went blank, and an unprecedented force surged through his neck. Everything went black before a sense of despair overwhelmed him.

Am I finished?

But in the next moment, the tremendous force on his neck disappeared, and the intestines were torn apart by something, making a loud sound of breaking through the air.

Rode knelt on the ground, coughing frantically. Fresh air rushed into his nostrils, causing a burning pain when it entered his trachea.

After more than ten seconds, he finally recovered.

Standing up, he saw the wood puppet standing in front of him. The warrior's body had been torn apart by it, and the intestines were thrown against the wall, forming a puddle of yellowish sticky substance.

Did the wood puppet save me?The thought surfaced in Rode's mind, and he realized that his spirit had connected with the wooden puppet. It might have automatically retaliated when it saw its master being attacked.

What on earth was happening?

Was the corpse infected?

Looking down, he saw that the warrior's skull had also been crushed. He wasn't sure if it was the work of the wooden puppet or his own corpse.

A strong sense of panic and nausea rose from the bottom of his heart. This was unlike any battle he had encountered so far.

Rode suppressed this feeling, instantly returned to his dream, and took out the "Spirit of Immortality", clutching it tightly in his hand.

At this moment, footsteps sounded again. Rode quickly turned around, only to see Beowood.

This bear-like man was rushing over from the other side of the staircase at lightning speed.

Rode reacted swiftly, shouting, "This is my summon!" At the same time, he suppressed the puppet's intention to retaliate in his mind.

Boom!

Beowood's fist stopped in mid-air, like a muffled thunder.

He stood still, examined the wooden puppet, then took out a stone and waved it in front of Rode before he finally spoke:

"What happened?"

Rode briefly explained the situation.

Beowood's face was grave. He squatted down, picked up some evil spirit powder, and examined it closely. He said in a deep voice, "This is a high-level evil spirit. It should have evolved into a more powerful creature long ago, but something suppressed it, so it could only remain in this critical state."

He then moved to the shattered corpse, took out the stone and looked at it for a moment, saying:

"The corpse has been cursed. The dimension of the evil thoughts is quite high. Your psychic level is not enough, and even with high spiritual vision, you can't see it."

Rode anxiously said, "They said Mina is under attack! We need to go and help her!"

Beowood stood up, his face darker than ever before.

"No, I feel something is not right."

Just then, the light of the flames quickly dimmed, and shadows rushed towards them at an unprecedented speed.