CH 70

Black ash rose from the remains of the demon.

Not just the remains, its derivatives, scattered pus, and pervading poison mist all turned into black ash.

The entire space was covered by the rising black ash.

These were the black souls of the demons born from the black mist, shattered and falling back into the void.

But Rogers didn't see that a huge black line had entered Rode's body.

Overwhelmed with joy, he shouted, "Save them, save them! The Healing Church will restore their spirits."

But only he and Rode were able to move.

And Rode was a layman who didn't understand medicine or healing methods.

He could only fight on his own while Rode handed him medicine and potions.

The mission was successful, and the tearing pain in his mind did not hinder his good mood.

It was just excessive use of spiritual energy, but it could also be contamination of the soul.

Being attacked by such a powerful monster spiritually, he still had to be careful.

He would have to go to the Soul Church later.

Hopefully, it wouldn't cost too much.

During the healing process, Rogers found that this young, fully clairvoyant person, the future rising star, and the most valuable person in this battle, was severely lacking in common sense.

His judgment of the injuries of the wounded was completely based on their appearance, behaving more like a blockhead than a legendary fully clairvoyant person.

For example, he was very worried about the warriors with broken legs and arms, afraid that they would become disabled in the future, but showed no concern for Eve, who appeared to have no external injuries, thinking that she would be fine after a nap.

"Rode, your way of judging is wrong."

Rogers said seriously, feeling happy whenever he saw any hopeful future human powerhouse.

He would be even happier if he could help them become stronger faster.

"To judge whether a person's injuries are serious or not, you need to look at whether their spirit is stable and whether there are any defects."

"As long as the spirit is good, the Healing Church can treat all their problems. If the spirit is damaged, then things will be more complicated."

Rode remembered his experience in the sewer last time and nodded in agreement. He also wondered how Raisin, Ag and Karamon were doing and wanted to go see them when he had the chance.

The process of this battle was not long, but it was very dangerous. The eerie ability of the plague demon left a very deep impression on him. Even when he was seriously injured and ambushed, they almost wiped out the entire team.

If it were a complete plague demon, how powerful would it be?

Rode couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

The intact soul of such a powerful demon should be a strong soul, right?

Shouldn't he be able to make "Soul Firewood" now?

He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

What made him even more relieved was that no one died in the hunting team.

Only three were critically injured, and five were seriously injured, but they all survived thanks to Rogers' treatment.However, the situation of the Shield Warrior and Eve was very unstable. The former was too injured, with a broken jaw, broken arms, and a collapsed chest, which had endangered his soul. The latter's spiritual power was depleted from overuse, and her soul was extremely weak.

They needed to stabilize for a moment before they could be transported out.

Rogers took another soul red crystal and lit an orange-red flame while saying, "Rode, go to where the plague demon died and see if there are any monster ashes."

"Monster ashes?"

Rode knew that these were the remnants left behind by monsters after they died, containing a certain amount of soul power. They could be collected and transported back to the royal city, and were a very important material.

The remnants left by weaker monsters would quickly dissipate, while stronger monsters would sometimes leave behind condensed and distinctive remnants.

Because the royal city was always fighting against monsters in the black mist, monster ashes were not rare. Rode could even directly purchase many ordinary monster ashes at a relatively cheap price.

But he had never seen such strong monster ashes before.

Of course, not all monsters would leave ashes behind. Rode had only seen one monster drop a piece of ash with his own eyes.

Would this one have it?

Rode was full of anticipation as he ran over quickly.

The place where the plague demon died was now only thick ashes. Its huge body was like being burned by flames, its soul turned into flying ashes, and its flesh became ashes.

After nearly a month of hard study, Rode was no longer a novice.

He knew that only remnants with a certain amount of soul power would not be blown away by the wind, while ashes without any power would scatter with the wind.

Rode used his lung capacity to blow wildly, causing dust to fly everywhere. But he didn't mind and soon found a clump of condensed ashes. It looked like a swaddling cloth, but there was no baby inside, only a clump of umbilical cord.

The image was somewhat horrifying.

But Rode didn't care. He carefully picked it up, and could even feel the residual warmth on it in his palm.

For a moment, he wanted to keep this extraordinary monster ash for himself, but he immediately thought of his teammates sacrificing themselves to stop the monsters for him, and this thought dissipated.

Anyway, there was no specific requirement for monster ashes in the current production items. Any monster ashes would do.

Although they could be used to make "soul ashes" to summon the plague demon to fight for him, it could only be used once. Also, the plague demon's soul had to be made into soul firewood, so it was impossible to use its ashes to make its summoning item.

Thinking of this, Rode shouted, "I found it! The monster ash of the plague demon."

Rogers was carefully treating the Shield Warrior and Eve with the small orange-red flame in his hands. Without turning his head, he replied, "Put it in the ash box. This is our loot, and we can distribute it when we go back."

The ash box was a box made of redstone, which could prevent the power of the ashes from dissipating or being contaminated.

Rode didn't have this thing on him, but he found it on Keith."This guy just turned into the Hulk, his clothes were all torn apart, including his underwear, very eye-catching, but also let Rode see the red box tied to his waist at a glance.

After putting the ashes of the plague demon into the box, Rode asked, "What do we do now?"

"I still need half an hour, you go around and see if there are any other gains. This place was chosen by the plague demon as a nest, maybe there is something special."

Rode looked at the deep darkness like ink and hesitated, "Will I encounter any ghosts?"

After hearing this, Rogers was both angry and amused: "Aren't you a fully clairvoyant? Why are you asking such a question? For some reason, you always give me a conflicting feeling, like a child driving a big car, not adapting."

Rode scratched his head, he really hadn't fully adapted to his identity and the power he possessed.

Rogers slowed down and said, "Don't worry, there are generally no threats near powerful monsters."

This makes sense.

Rode then investigated the surroundings with peace of mind.

He walked for a while and picked up a lump of mud from the ground like Sherlock Holmes.

It looked decayed, sparse, and had no stickiness.

Under the mud was a green stone, relatively flat, not like a natural creation. There were pitted and corroded marks on the stone, which looked very ancient.

This place is like an abandoned reservoir, but its depth is too outrageous.

Rode couldn't help asking, "Captain, is this the bottom of the sewer?"

"How could it be? This is the surface layer. There are countless terrible things dormant in the lower layer, which we cannot go to."

Rode exclaimed, "Why would there be such a deep place under the royal city? Why would the sewer be built like this? It's like an underground city."

"I don't know. Your question may be of great interest to the Ash Digging Sect."

"Ash Digging Sect?"

"It is a group of people dedicated to studying and excavating the history of the royal city."

Rode was a little strange, "Don't you know the history of the royal city?"

"This is where you are strange." Rogers laughed, "What do you mean by 'you'?"

Rode's heart tightened, he accidentally said the wrong thing, but fortunately he didn't care and calmly said, "We really don't understand the royal city. There are too many secrets in this city. Legend has it that it was built by the giant race in the era of the gods, and it was not until the era of fire that it was ruled by humans. It was not until the human hero Thalorian placed the holy fire here and established the Thalorian Kingdom that it was a later era."

"The inheritance of history has lost too much in the long time. Every major disaster is the destruction of civilization. We can only excavate some truths from the remaining records. The Ash Digging Sect is a group of people dedicated to this matter.""It is said that there are surviving records indicating that the underground of the royal city is very deep, even connected to the abyss. Of course, I personally don't believe it. I'd rather think that the giant's poop was too big that they had to build this bottomless underground system. It's just that time has passed too long, and the black mist has turned some of the giant's poop into monsters, which hindered us from further exploring the underground of the royal city."

The last sentence made both of them laugh, and it also reduced Rode's fear and confusion about the vast darkness.

"Here Comes the Point Guard"

The two chatted casually and soon became familiar with each other.

Rode soon learned that Rogers was a Kimberly student of the 1313th period, who was expelled because he accidentally killed his teammate in an accident.

Although his soul attribute was very good, integrating medical, purification, dispelling, strengthening and other functions, all legions rejected his joining. The recruiters even directly told him that they did not need soldiers who were difficult to expose their backs.

He could only join the Hunter Association and become a hunter.

But because his soul attribute was not suitable for this profession, he was still only a second-level hunter.

Eve was an orphan he adopted during a mission. Her parents were cruelly killed by the Doomsday Cultists as sacrifices because they refused to cooperate.

Unfortunately, Eve was also expelled from the Kimberly Academy for some unforgivable mistake after she luckily joined the academy.

This incident had a great impact on her, and for three years, she hardly smiled.

Rogers believed that the only way to make her smile was to find her an excellent husband, and he thought Rode was very suitable, and began to constantly praise how excellent Eve was.

Rode could only ignore it and walked towards a farther place.

He remembered that the plague demon was originally lying in a tomb and might find something there.

Soon, Rode found the tomb.

It was in the center of this area and had been blown into pieces, but the remaining remains still showed that the tomb was very large.

Rode took a look inside, but it was empty, with nothing.

Just as he was retracting his head, his heart suddenly missed a beat.

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A strong feeling of palpitations came, and there was something in the tomb that was attracting him!

And this feeling, he was very familiar with it!

This... is a fragment of a dream?

But I didn't see the lightning pattern, and there was no cult ceremony here.

The calling feeling became stronger and stronger, just like that day.

Rode couldn't help but jump down. The moment his feet landed, a familiar heat sensation came, as if something hot had been inserted into his body.

The scene of several static pictures appeared before his eyes:

In the deep darkness, the huge tomb was pushed open.

One after another, unknown creatures walked out of it, and the tomb was empty.

Until a yellow-green shadow flew into the tomb.

The picture disappeared, and the strange feeling faded.

Rode came to his senses and heard Rogers shouting, "Rode, where did you go? We can go back now!"Rode raised his right hand and illuminated the back of his hand with the lamp hanging from his waist.

Black lines crisscrossed to form a huge pupil.

It was exactly the same as what he had seen when the transfer team was annihilated in Hongshi Village!

What was going on?

Could there be two altars?

Countless information echoed in his mind, making him unable to respond to Rogers' call at the first time.

"What are you doing here?"

Rogers appeared above the tomb, and a orange fireball floated in the air.

"Why didn't you answer me?"

Rode forcibly collected his thoughts and smiled awkwardly, "I was too focused and thought I could find something here."

Rogers' face turned pale, and he said unhappily, "Your abnormality is very dangerous! Suddenly not speaking, showing signs of strange behavior, are all signs of being infected. Our operation is indeed very dangerous. I suggest you go back to the Soul Church for a comprehensive and in-depth examination. The abnormality in the soul is the most dangerous. The earlier it is discovered, the earlier it can be treated. Once the corruption deepens, you can only eat the red pill."

Rode was a little creepy, he remembered the trialist during the Trial of Fire.

He shook off this thought abruptly, not thinking of the scene when his ashes were put into the red box.

"Are they stable now?"

Rode asked.

"Can we leave?"

Rogers nodded, "They are stable, let's go back quickly. Without Eve, I really can't stand this stinky place for even a second. That's why Eve is the most perfect woman, even her shit smells good..."

Brother, please stop talking!