Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Lost One

  This is a war hidden in darkness, dark, silent and yet intense.

  From the outside, the gloomy old mansion seemed to have no difference, but only that occasional flash of light from the window revealed that it was not as calm as imagined.

  A star streaked across the sky.

  The snow-white sword blade led the charge, swooshing forward with a whistling sound, accompanied by the howling sword wind that swept away the already tattered debris. The bright red flames followed closely behind, growing even more ferocious with the help of the strong winds. The evil spirits that emerged from the walls and floor didn't even have time to launch an attack before they were completely engulfed. Afterwards, except for the charred burn marks, not a single piece of ash was left behind.

  Roth and Flame Reaper's coordination is getting more and more tacit, this task is not just for Lisha to practice her skills, but also for Roth to hone his coordination with the summoned creatures. After all, summoning cards are ever-changing, and the three in Roth's hand now belong to items he has never owned before in the game, although there are similar supplements, but the characteristics of both sides still have differences, it is necessary to seize the time to hone and adjust. The previous match against Serrek was a good example, the final result was barely able to be considered a tie, if Roth wasn't very familiar with Flame Reaper's skills at that time, and could only rely on his inherent experience to command, perhaps the situation would still be in their favor.

  Unfortunately, there is no if in life, and it's not too late to make up for it now.

  Roth drew back his sword, and the evil spirits sensed an opportunity and swarmed up, but soon the black hounds blocked their way, their sharp claws and flames filling the gap left by Roth's retreat.

  Perfect timing.

  Flames swept over once again, enveloping the evil spirits within. These lowest-level malevolent entities weren't even as powerful as the vengeful ghosts in the Misty Ruins, making them just right for practice battles with wooden stakes.

  Close to Rode, Lijie was also serious-faced, her right hand constantly waving, with columns of light descending from the sky, like a series of heavy hammers pounding against the evil spirits. It has to be said that the little spirit master's learning ability is indeed very strong, and in less than an hour, she can already skillfully grasp it, and start learning to try to adjust the size and strength of her power as well as its speed.

  However, Rhode knew that this was only a temporary solution. Although power is neutral and has no good or evil, it still needs to be defined. Just like a stone, when it has the title of "stone", it has a meaning as an object existing in this world. The same goes for magic spells, the ancient language passed down not only mysterious knowledge but also the definition and exploration of mystery itself. Water is water, ice is ice, but if you treat water as ice or ice as water, the result will naturally be bad.

  Lilith is currently at a stage where she hasn't reached level 10 yet, so she doesn't have the opportunity to learn attack-type holy magic like Judgment Sword. However, this doesn't mean that her abilities will go to waste. The blood of an angel can make up for the power weakness caused by "fixed nature ambiguity", and from a long-term perspective, it's not a bad idea to get Lilith accustomed to the rhythm of attacking early on.

  "Stay focused and keep the rhythm, the evil spirits aren't fast but you need to watch your back. Among the undead monsters there are many who excel at long-range attacks, for example... on your left!"

  Roth's hand grasped Lisha's collar, roughly pulling her away. At the same time, a cyan-green light arrow grazed past the girl's body and stuck into the wall beside them. Looking up, they saw several skeletal figures standing in the dark corridor ahead, their bony hands gripping rusty iron bows and arrows, coldly aiming at their prey. In the empty eye sockets, a soul fire flickered.

  It's come as expected.

  Roth gripped his long sword tightly. It was impossible for this broken house to be left unattended for so many years just because of the trivial words of an evil spirit. There were many strong people in Deep Stone City, and even if the Shining Swordsman came alone, it would still be a solo challenge. But this house was not that simple... And now, the real trouble was only just beginning.

  "Rise up, shield!"

  Roth said, raising his long sword, and at the same time pointing forward with his left hand. After receiving Roth's command, Lianfeng Kill immediately sprinted forward, breaking through the siege of evil spirits, and charging straight towards the skull archers in the back.

  "Hiss! Hiss!!"

  The blue-glowing arrow shot out again, but with the deployment of the Guardian Shield, all they could do was graze against the golden barrier and fly away at an angle, unable to pose much threat.

  Roth swung his long sword and dispersed all the evil spirits surrounding him. Then he grabbed Lisha's hand.

  "Come with me and take care of yourself."

  As soon as he finished speaking, Luo De didn't wait for Lijie to respond and took her with him, breaking through the evil spirit's encirclement and running towards the staircase on the left.

  Another round of arrow rain passed, and the black hunting dog had also arrived at the side of the skull bow and arrow hand. Its figure mixed with flames was exceptionally eye-catching in the dark corridor far away.

  As a remote attack unit, the skull archers were not very dangerous at close range. They had not even had time to prepare when they were knocked to the ground by the black hounds, and then quickly dispersed and no longer posed a threat. Those who barely retreated did not have time to launch another attack before encountering the second wave of attacks.

  Third floor.

  Rode climbed the stairs, able to hear the distant sound of barking dogs and the roar of flames behind him. He knew that the Flame Reaper wouldn't last much longer, and he sensed that "that thing" which had invaded his body would become even more frantic as danger approached, but it didn't matter - after all, summoning spirits were things that could die yet still live on, as long as one's spiritual power was sufficient.

  "Firstly, sir, you wouldn't want to burn this place down, would you?"

  It was Lijie who turned back amidst her busy schedule, looking at the flames and black smoke burning slowly in the corridor under her feet, and asked with some concern.

  "Don't worry, I won't tear this place down, after all it's our base..."

  At this point, Luo De's voice stopped abruptly, and he raised his long sword.

  "Ah!!"

  A frenzied sword wind howled by, a large double-handed sword slashed horizontally and came, heavily chopping on Rode's sword, carrying his thin body crashing into the wall on one side. Although the already rotten wall had dissipated the impact, it still made Rode deeply embedded in it.

  "Attack!"

  As soon as Rude's voice fell, Liche, who was hiding beside him, immediately stretched out her hand. Soon, a white light pillar descended from the sky and hit the undead monster that suddenly appeared at the stairs, blocking their way. However, compared to those evil spirits before, this undead monster seemed not easy to deal with. After being attacked by Liche, it only retreated a few steps, but did not disappear like those guys before. But on that shriveled, rotten skull, there was a shocking empty hole.

  It wasn't until then that everyone saw their enemy clearly before them.

  That was a burly man nearly two meters tall, at this moment his whole body had no flesh, dark skin wrapped around thick bones, wearing armor that could no longer be identified, holding a giant sword. Lijie's sudden attack made it involuntarily relax its hands, roaring and retreating backwards, after all, the holy power was not something that an undead creature who defied death could withstand.

  "This is..."

  "It's a corpse...... I'll go first, watch both sides."

  Roth swung his massive sword with great force, clearing a path. Then he shifted his body slightly and sprang onto the handrail of the stairs like a cat, before suddenly leaping up, flipping his long sword over and stabbing it straight at the giant's chest.

  Just as Rode was about to deliver the final blow to his enemy in front of him, a long sword suddenly appeared from the side and slashed down. It turned out that there was still someone lurking quietly at the corner of the wall, and he only launched a surprise attack when Rode appeared, trying to launch a sneak attack from the side. At the same time, the undead in front of Rode also roared and opened his arms, pouncing on Rode. This tactic of killing one thousand enemies while sacrificing eight hundred was absolutely impossible for humans, but for the dead, there was no need to worry.

  Facing the dead who rushed towards him, Luo De's face was as calm as water. His right hand flipped over, and on the sword that scattered stardust, a ripple suddenly appeared, like flowing water.

  Sharp Blade Technique, activate.

  Just as the deceased's hand grabbed Rod's shoulder, his long sword had already cut through the opponent's left shoulder without any hindrance. Under the influence of the sharp blade technique, the originally sharp blade was even more unstoppable, and neither the rough dry skin nor the hard bones could stop its trajectory. A flash of white light was seen, and the tall mercenary spirit's left half of his body was cut off like paper, easily and effortlessly. The lost arm fell to the ground, no longer posing any threat.

  At this moment, another long sword also arrived at Rode's side.

  As she saw the scene before her eyes, Lijie's tense heart was about to jump out. In fact, when the guy hiding in the corner of the wall launched an attack on Rode, the girl following behind Rode had already seen his existence. However, before she could remind him, the sword blade had already reached Rode's ear. If it were just two seconds later, this broken longsword would have beheaded Rode.

  But at this moment, Luo De made an unexpected move.

  After splitting open the enemy in front of him, he didn't choose to retreat. Instead, at that moment, Rode's body shifted to one side, as if losing his balance, and crashed into the opponent's arms. The long sword that was supposed to behead Rode also missed its target and swung empty.

  The stench from the corpse made Rode involuntarily stumble, but he quickly came to his senses, gritted his teeth, and used his shoulder to forcibly push the giant in front of him aside. Then, with a swift motion, he swung the long sword in his hand forward.

  The moon's light blade swept across the sky, bringing with it a whistling wind.

  The bodies of the dead paused for a moment.

  Their movements stopped, and they stood still in place. Then, accompanied by dark lines spreading from the withered corpse, the disintegrating body finally collapsed.

  "Ah..."

  He stood up from the pile of corpses, and Rod brushed off the dust and grease on his shoulders, waving his hand to fan away the stench surrounding his nose - in the game, there was no such consideration to simulate the smell, now that he was in the midst of it, Rod finally understood that the introduction about "corpses having a strong odor" was indeed true... It seemed that when he got back, he would have to throw away this set of clothes.

  "We will continue to move forward."

  PS: For a series of problems that occurred in today's update, I have nothing to say but "fuck the starting point"... By the way, please give your recommendation votes to Li Dian...