CH 23

It was a golden light!

Rode was excited.

Saved!

He was about to rush over and grab the Light Blade like last time, and stab the monster to death.

But the golden light dissipated.

The monster, torn in half, turned around and took a step towards him.

Boom.

The ground seemed to shake, and half of the monster's body dragged on the ground. Only the lower half was still stuck together. Black sticky substance flowed down from the cut surface of the body, and two red-eyed glares stared at him from two large angles.

Not dead yet!

A chill exploded in his soul. Rode instinctively tightened his gun and urged his spiritual power.

The spiritual pressure soared, and the gun's muzzle burst with spiritual light.

Bang!

The white line shot out instantly hit the side of the monster's body. The high-speed true silver bullet drilled into the pure black sticky substance that filled the body, releasing its energy and blasting large chunks of black material.

The black monster stumbled, but quickly regained its balance and continued to move towards him.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Rode fired five shots in an instant, emptying his bullets.

All five white lines hit the cut surface of its body, and the silver light from the exploding true silver bullets flickered continuously. The black sticky substance splattered like a naughty child throwing firecrackers into a ten-thousand-year-old dung pit, exploding out the old feces.

Click.

Rode quickly unloaded the gun shell and instantly loaded seven true silver bullets.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The seven shots rang out almost instantly, and the seven true silver bullets accurately hit the monster's wounds.

Rode was more focused than ever before. His spiritual power was constantly produced in his soul like breathing, just like muscles releasing strength, it was instinctive.

Click.

The seven true silver bullets were loaded again.

The seven gunshots rang out again.

Rode felt like he was burning, his soul was restless, and his spiritual power was surging. "Raven" began to heat up and couldn't withstand his crazy infusion.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

After another seven gunshots, the monster finally fell.

As its huge body fell to the ground, the contents inside were almost blown away.

A strange moaning sound echoed in the air, as if something had left.

The monster's body began to evaporate, and countless black dust rose into the air. The sticky substance scattered on the ground also began to decompose.

The black flying dust covered the sky for a while, blocking his vision. But Rode clearly saw a huge black line composed of countless black dust entering his body.

Then, on the black altar, a black flame larger than all the previous flames appeared.

After a moment, the black dust disappeared, scattered in the air.

The dream returned to its original state, and all traces of the monsters' existence had disappeared. The black mist in the distance also dissipated, and the gray-white and peaceful mist flowed slowly without any waves, infinitely distant, as if it extended to the end of time.

Everything was so peaceful, as if the invasion had never happened.But the excited yet exhausted spirit, the hot handgun, and the real silver bullet that was still in his hand, all reminded him that this was not an illusion.

Finally!

It's finally over!

I finally survived.

I have overcome another crisis.

Rode took a long breath and relaxed his mind. As exhaustion flooded over him like a tide, he just wanted to collapse and sleep where he stood.

But that was impossible. He still had many things to do.

Rode grumbled dissatisfiedly.

Why do I always feel like I'm in a crisis and busy?

My dream was to be a quiet and handsome man, sitting alone by the window reading a book in the rainy weather, with a warm fireplace, soothing music, steaming hot coffee, and a lady in black stockings dancing.

That's all.

What a simple dream. It was almost within reach, so why did it turn out like this?

Rode sighed heavily and turned to the altar, casting his gaze on the black flame about the size of half a fist.

[Soul of the Twisted Demon Meat]

[The Dark Side of the Twisted Demon Meat's Soul]

[The black blood wraps around the corpse and dead souls. This is the spiritual essence that has fallen from a greater existence and has been floating in the River of Eternal Death for countless years, forming a demon.]

Rode frowned.

This soul had one more description than the previous one, and it seemed to be related to something serious.

He carefully wrote down every word and planned to study it carefully when he got back.

Then, he listened carefully to the soul for half a second, only to hear countless mixed and insane glass scratching sounds.

Rode immediately stopped listening, thinking that he would never listen to anything other than human souls in the future.

He jumped off the altar and came to the obelisk, anxiously finding that it was not healing as quickly as last time.

The greenish-gray surface was full of cracks, and huge claw marks were everywhere. Some small greenish-gray dust was slowly gathering from the air and filling the cracks.

But the speed was very slow.

A continuous pain came from deep in his mind, but the intensity was much less than before.

Indeed, my spirit has bound itself to it.

Perhaps, it was my soul.

Rode reached out and gently touched its surface.

The deep night sky appeared on the surface of the obelisk again, and countless dots of light reappeared on this pure black background.

So, this is actually the inside of my soul?

Rode guessed, and all the belongings outside belonged to me?

But why were the words and information on the belongings presented in a way that I could understand, while the strange characters on the light dots inside the soul were completely unfamiliar?

This question had no answer for the time being.

Rode could only bury it in his heart and hope to learn the truth someday in the future.

Moving his gaze, Rode saw the central dark red "Dark Devourer" and the light blue dot near it.

The "Dark Devourer" could not add any more souls.

I can only invest in the light blue dot... Rode focused his gaze on the dot.The light disappeared, and the black hole appeared before him once again.

Six dust-like flames were floating inside, which were the six souls he had previously put in.

Rode's mind was connected to the altar, and with a thought, the black fire flew into the obelisk. A black meteor appeared in the night sky and flew into the black hole according to Rode's gaze.

In an instant, the entire black hole ignited, and all seven souls turned into burning flames, lighting up the star.

The light became stable from an illusory state, and the light blue glow gradually deepened, tinted with a touch of green.

Now, two stars were shining in the night sky.

Under their radiance, other stars were barely visible.

A line of text appeared on it.

[Icy Blue]

[Status: Weak Burning, About to Extinguish]

[Star Energy: Resurrection of the Spirit]

[Injected: Unknown]

[Strength: Unknown]

[Description: Unknown]

The text on this light spot was very different from that on the Dark Devourer. Many of the words Rode did not recognize, and many of the descriptions were different.

What he cared about the most was the words "Weak Burning, About to Extinguish."

On the Dark Devourer, it was "Eternal Burning."

Why is that? Is it going to extinguish right after I light it up?

Is it because there are not enough souls?

Rode speculated in his mind.

He had already felt the changes brought to him by this star. The mental exhaustion was obviously decreasing, the tingling nerves were calming down, and even the recovery speed of the obelisk seemed to be a little faster.

It seemed that its function was to restore and heal, but he didn't know the specific scope.

He had to figure out the meaning of the following three lines of text quickly.

And he had to find a way to get more souls.

Rode wrote down what he needed to do, put his hand down, and the dim night sky disappeared, revealing a green-gray surface full of cracks.

"Well... I also need to find a way to restore the obelisk. Otherwise, what if there is another invasion and it breaks with a touch?"

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Rode thought, and came to the left side of the obelisk, lightly touching the surface.

Pure black color appeared from the surface of the obelisk, and then settled down, stopping at about half the height.

There was no difference from before.

However, the right side of the obelisk had changed.

The golden color on the surface of the obelisk used to stop at about one-third of the height, but now it had not even reached one-tenth, leaving only a thin layer.

In an instant, Rode thought of the golden light that had saved him twice in a row.

"Does it come from here? Is it some kind of life-saving talisman that appears to save me in times of crisis? Is it already used up now?"

This was a very bad news.

It made Rode think of some unpleasant things.

He came to the last side of the obelisk, and as he lightly touched the surface, blood once again flowed down from the top of the tower, forming many blood-red characters.

Although he did not recognize them, they looked much more normal this time, no longer having a structure similar to an alarm, nor were they flashing.

Rode was slightly relieved, jotting down the font and leaving the dream.

The crisis was temporarily over.

For a period of time afterwards, life finally became peaceful.The atmosphere at Kimberly College is actually very good. Here, Rode can feel the effort that the royal city has poured into it everywhere. The college not only has complete facilities, but also every teacher is highly skilled and virtuous.

Not a single rude or immoral person can be seen here. The phrase "you are the worst class I have ever taught" is never used. Instead, teachers say things like "you can do better if you put in more effort" and "you are the best class I have ever met." Encouragement and positive feedback are the norm. The teachers are not only enthusiastic, but also responsible for each student. There is no discrimination, and personalized teaching is provided. The college even has a student council to combat any bullying behavior.

Living here is basically worry-free. The college provides for all the basic needs of the students, and even training materials are distributed. Even a level nine salary student will not feel a lack of resources as long as they do not waste them.

Of course, if you want to eat better, use better equipment, and train faster, it's not enough. However, the college has a special promotion exam that can take you from level nine all the way to special level. The salary level is determined upon enrollment, but rather than treating students differently, it is more of an incentive for poor students, creating an atmosphere and belief that hard work pays off.

If it weren't for the trouble he was in, Rode would really want to live here forever. Such a pure environment is becoming increasingly rare no matter where you go.

But unfortunately, he can't fully experience it now. He has too many things to do. First, he needs to study hard. Knowledge is not only power, but also his life now. He needs to have a more comprehensive and in-depth understanding of this world, this kingdom, and this royal city in order to make targeted strategies and survive better.

Then, he needs to train hard. In the battle against the invading monsters, he revealed his true form. He has no strength and knows nothing about fighting. If there is another invasion, he can only rely on himself.

Finally, he needs to find a way to make money. A weekly salary of 42 silver is simply not enough for him, let alone buying training and combat materials. The gap is quite large.

So, Rode goes to class during the day, self-studies the common language and ancient language at night, goes to dreamland before bed, occasionally hangs out with his developing buddies Wayne and green-haired Zales, and thinks of ways to make money. That's how his day goes by.

It can be considered fulfilling. The only annoying thing is Kassan. She has become more and more like the leader of group ten, bossing everyone around and making decisions for them. Everyone is afraid to speak up. But to be fair, she is only urging everyone to study and complete their training on time. It's just that her attitude is arrogant and her methods are a bit rough, which makes people uncomfortable. Rode can actually understand this. Learning and growing up is a very painful thing, while freefalling into depravity is easy and much happier.Of course, if it was just for his own future, there was no need to be too harsh. There are many roads to Rome, and there are many directions to a bright future.

But if it involved the fate of the country, the future of the race, then it's okay for Kassan to be a little more intense.

Therefore, on this issue, Rode and Kassan were on the same side, and even used a famous saying to encourage Wayne and Green Hair who were suffering:

"Cry more in peacetime, bleed less in war."

This simple and easy-to-understand sentence quickly spread and gained Kassan's great favor. Rode's diligent attitude towards learning also made her very satisfied, so he became one of the few people in the group who was not questioned by Kassan.

But what bothered Rode was that this girl had completely treated his dormitory as her own home.

She often ran in without knocking, worked or studied in his dormitory, and put a lot of things that she didn't usually use here. Sometimes she would come in to take them or simply ask him to deliver them.

If it weren't for her help in paying the water tower bill in Huichui Street, he would definitely change the door lock.

But these were just small things after all. Rode's diligent studying and hard training were not because he had great self-control, but because he would die if he didn't do so.

But calm days never last long.

On the third day after the investigation ended, the chief inspector Lauren came to him and told him that the Internal Adjudication Office was investigating Grey Cat Alei and Bass.

The evidence found so far was not in his favor, and he had to be prepared for a long interrogation.

This made Rode very anxious. He tried to ask for the address of the blue and white lady, hoping to deepen their relationship.

But he was ruthlessly rejected by Lauren.

"The Guardian's mansion is impossible for anyone below level three combat personnel to enter."

Rode was very depressed. Even if he went crazy, without high-level personnel leading the way, he couldn't even get out of the college gate.

The second thing was that he found that his second star was really about to extinguish.

Its light was getting dimmer and even a little transparent.

This made Rode very panicked. How could the star that he had just ignited be extinguished?

But where could he go to plunder souls for a while?

He couldn't just go on a killing spree in the college, even if he wanted to. Even if he went crazy, the college, with its various hidden defense forces, would arrest him immediately.

What should he do?