Raisin's tall body fell softly to the ground, blood flowing from the just-healed wound, but the healing power had not dissipated and was still trying to heal the wound.
The Dark Priestess ignored Rode and swung her double-headed sword towards the Guardian.
The Guardian killed a Doomsday Cultist who was already covered in wounds with a spear, then turned to fight the Dark Priestess.
But he was seriously injured, with too much psychic energy consumed, and gradually couldn't withstand the fierce slashes of the Dark Priestess.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the situation became extremely unfavorable.
Rode could hardly believe his eyes.
What's going on? Is your soul characteristic psychic control?
Then why don't you just control the three of them and kill the Guardian together?
Although he didn't understand why, this didn't stop the Dark Priestess from advancing towards victory. Her state was not only much better than the Guardian, but also had the psychic amplitude and healing of Calamon.
The Guardian's virtualization speed became slower and slower, with longer intervals, and was almost unable to continue.
What should we do?
Running away is definitely useless.
And the Spirit Gun posed almost no threat to her, and the trouble caused by the Thunder Stone was also minimal.
Rode glanced at the Thunder Stone in his hand, which had been filled with psychic energy for a long time. The small thunder patterns on the green stone lit up, but most of them were still empty.
Obviously, his psychic energy was far from full.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to Rode.
If I fill it up, can I hurt her?
Rode's heart began to beat rapidly.
This is very possible.
Just now, he only lit up one or two thunder patterns, which caused them a lot of trouble.
If all of them could be lit up, there might be a chance for a single blow.
The only problem was that the effect of the Redening Powder was about to end. He felt extremely tired, and his soul was rapidly losing heat like a broken hot water bag, and his psychic energy was almost depleted.
Today's consumption was too great, and Rode was able to hold on until now thanks to the effect of "Spirit Recovery".
Suddenly, a thought occurred to Rode.
What if I strengthen the Star now?
Will my psychic energy become stronger? Will the effect of Spirit Recovery be enhanced?
I have gained so many souls, I can definitely strengthen them.
Originally, he planned to clean up the souls he had obtained after the patrol mission was over and study how to maximize their use.
But now it's obviously too late.
Rode gritted his teeth, his thumbs overlapping, and he squeezed out the symbol regardless of everything.
His vision blurred instantly, his soul rose into the air, and almost in the blink of an eye, he came to the dream realm.
Gray mist drifted past his eyes, quiet and oppressive to his eardrums. This mysterious space seemed to have no boundaries, and only endless gray mist could be seen.
The center of the world was a three-meter-high blue obelisk.
Its surface was covered with cracks, which were the scars left by the monsters last time and have not yet healed.
Behind and to the side of the obelisk was a black altar.
Countless small and large dots floated above the altar.
Those were the souls he had just acquired.
Rode quickly ran to the obelisk, lightly touching its surface, and it once again became deep, like the starry sky on a summer night, except that most of the stars were very dim, like phantoms.
Only two stars emitted a more obvious light.
One was the dark red "Devourer of Darkness."
The other was the blue-glowing "Chilling Blue."Rode focused his gaze on the "Frigid Blue" and the words appeared again in the stars.
He only looked at the main parts:
[Frigid Blue]
[Status: Weak Burning]
[Star Energy: Revival of Spirit]
[Infusion: Soulless]
[Position: Dim Fire]
[Intensity: Four]
This was the result of adding more than ninety dust souls yesterday. The intensity had changed from one to four, and the status had changed from almost extinguished to weak burning.
With a thought, Rode instantly connected to the Dark Altar and saw his loot for today.
The first thing that caught his eye was 781 dust-like souls.
Then there were eight small pieces of souls.
One large piece of soul.
Four "Insane Sinner's Complete Souls"
One "Evil Crow's Complete Soul"
Rode's heart hardened as he threw all 781 dust-like souls into the blue star.
781 small dots rose from the black altar and flew into the obelisk, then appeared in the night sky.
They were like scattered fireflies, leaving brilliant trails as they entered the blue star.
The state of the blue star quickly changed from weak burning to continuous burning.
Then it became blazing burning.
The star's light boiled like burning blue flames.
But the influx of souls did not stop.
As more fireflies arrived, the blue flames became even more intense, and the state of the star changed from blazing burning to excessive burning.
The intensity also rose rapidly, from the initial four to twenty-six, and still did not stop.
781 souls were not a small number, and even though they were like dust, the night sky looked like a meteor shower.
When the meteor shower finally ended, excessive burning had become the limit burning, and a line of red letters appeared below:
[Reached the limit state of the current position, cannot add firewood.]
Is this full?
The big ones haven't come yet.
Rode felt incredulous as he looked back at the blue star. The words on it had changed to:
[Frigid Blue]
[Status: Limit Burning]
[Star Energy: Revival of Spirit]
[Infusion: Unavailable]
[Position: Dim Fire]
[Intensity: Twenty-six]
Rode had a slight realization in his heart. It seemed that it was because of the position. Perhaps the position of the star was too low, which led to its low upper limit.
It seemed that he would have to find a way to raise its position in the future.
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However, this was not a problem that needed to be considered now.
Rode exited the night sky. The strengthening had ended, and he had reached his strongest state under the current conditions.
In theory, the star's intensity had increased, and its [Star Energy] should have also increased. According to previous experience, the spiritual power should also have some improvement.
Without hesitation, Rode squeezed out the symbol again. His vision became blurred, and he felt weightless as his soul appeared.
When his sight recovered, he was back in the gloomy and damp sewer.
Many people lay on the muddy ground in various positions. Not far away, two shadows were fighting fiercely. Behind them, a slender figure was shining with white light, blessing the side that was fighting.
One of the guard's arms had been cut off, and his robe was stained with blood.
The Black Priest, on the other hand, had no damage. His double-headed sword was swinging like a windmill, making the guard stagger and unable to stand.
Not good!
He couldn't hold on anymore.Rode quickly picked up the Thunderstone. The exhaustion in his mind faded away, and his soul was no longer empty. His spiritual power was more abundant than ever before, and under Rode's will, it gushed out like a fountain and poured into the Thunderstone.
The lightning pattern on the Thunderstone was lit up at a visible speed.
But it seemed to be too late.
The Black Priestess spun her knife and cut off the guard's spear, then stabbed him in the throat with a backhand knife.
The guard fell to the ground.
The Black Priestess shook off the blood on her knife and walked towards Rode.
"Let's use this waste. Maybe there will be some new discoveries."
Her indifferent tone sounded like she was talking to herself, and Rode seemed like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in her eyes.
Rode's heart was in his throat.
At this moment, only half of the Thunderstone in his palm had been lit up.