CH 74

"First of all, the Ash Digger school is a formal organization, and its members are all professionals. It's much better than you wandering around in the sewers alone. If you fall into an indescribable place, we won't be able to save you."

"Secondly, if you obtain certain research results, not only will you be rewarded, but you will also gain honor and achievements that will be recorded in your file. This will benefit you in future entry into the Legion, promotion of positions, combat ratings, and purchasing property."

"Thirdly, even if you have combat qualifications, there are still risks in acting alone. It's best to cooperate with a formal school."

The explanation was very clear and logical, and Rode immediately understood.

The arrangement was also very reasonable, turning a solitary personal adventure into a legal and profitable employment opportunity, avoiding further criticism.

No wonder Kimberly was the dean of the Goldworth Academy.

But he was a bit forgetful.

Perhaps he had too many things to think about. That's how big shots were.

Rode was very fortunate to have met such an enlightened dean.

If the dean was a conservative and traditional old man, even if he didn't hand him over, as long as his hunter's license was revoked and ten groups were deducted fifty points each, he wouldn't have to wait for the invasion. Kassan would have killed him upon his return.

Hmm, with such an enlightened dean, he should be able to serve for several more decades.

After delivering the message, Hines showed no intention of leaving. He looked at Rode seriously and said, "There's one more thing. Although His Excellency the Dean didn't say it, I think he might have forgotten."

Rode nodded, "It's normal. His Excellency the Dean is old and tired."

"No, the situation is much more complicated than you think."

Hines touched his meticulous hairstyle, and his expression in his brown eyes was very complicated.

But he didn't continue on this topic. Instead, he said, "From today on, you are already a covert operative among the special students. This is an unexpected arrangement. The Academy didn't plan to confirm personnel so soon, but due to many complex reasons, the situation cannot be changed. You will face greater danger and need to prepare yourself psychologically."

Rode nodded and wasn't very nervous.

After all, he had always been in danger. One more wouldn't make much difference.

Hines looked at Rode with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"You're very good, little brother. I'm also a member of the covert forces. If you encounter any trouble, you can come to me. With the future second strongest holder of curse magic talent present, you don't need to worry."

He patted Rode's shoulder.

"You must work harder during this period. Practical-type students like you generally grow quickly, and you don't have the problem of adapting from a greenhouse to the cruel outside world. The environment of the covert forces may be more suitable for you. Alright, I'm going back."

Hines turned around, touched his meticulous hairstyle again, and muttered to himself, "I ran so late, I didn't even finish putting on my hair oil. My hairstyle is a mess."

So that's how it was. Rode suddenly understood why the dean didn't ask him why he sneaked out and why he participated in the dangerous hunting mission.

There must be people like this in the Academy, who perform poorly in the greenhouse environment and in class, but can grow rapidly in the cruel battlefield environment.To some extent, Rode was indeed that type of person, but his reasons were different from theirs.

After the guy with the hairstyle left, Rode finally returned to his room.

He closed the door, secured the spring needle, aimed at his thigh.

He had to be careful, or he might hit the wrong spot.

Rode quickly lay down on the bed, made the lightning gesture, and his soul soared into the air. He finally returned to the dream.

The dull mist flowed in front of his eyes, and the obelisk stood quietly in the center of the world.

In front of it was a small house, and behind it was a black soul altar.

Rode immediately saw the yellow-green flame floating above the altar.

It was long and thin, slightly wider in the middle, like a giant candle flame, much larger than the surrounding soul fires.

When Rode focused his attention on it, its information was fed back to his mind.

【The complete soul of the Oswe suffering person】

【Powerful soul】

【From the Oswe suffering person, relatively complete, with most of its power and soul characteristics】

【The body of life and dreams, the plague and illusion.】

It was indeed a powerful soul.

Rode was delighted.

Good, the materials for the soul fuel were finally complete.

But he didn't immediately start making it. Instead, he looked at the eye-shaped symbol on the back of his right hand, which was incredibly realistic and lifelike.

Last time, it was this symbol that summoned the soul altar.

What about this time?

Rode walked towards the altar.

Sure enough, as he approached it, the back of his hand began to heat up, and the black lines that formed the eyes boiled and broke out, turning into a large mass of black gas that fell onto the altar.

The black gas quickly dissipated, and a new change appeared on the soul altar—

A sickle with a long hooked blade extended from below the altar, like a huge withered claw.

What is this?

Rode looked at it curiously, jumped onto the altar, and lightly touched the handle of the sickle. The bright hooked blade was by his feet, half inserted into the altar.

A large amount of information rushed into his mind instantly, just like when he touched the eye of the soul last time.

【Soul Breaker】

Tear open the veil of the soul, destroy the darkness of the soul, find the weakness of the soul, and tear it apart.

It needs a weakness and can only be activated by the right hand.

The power is enhanced during a full moon.

—

Rode quickly read the information and felt very complicated.

This was a skill similar to the Eye of the Soul, and he needed to activate it to use it.

The activation method was simple. He just needed to imagine a specific sickle symbol in his mind and fill it with spiritual energy.

Rode tried it out, and a sickle-shaped crescent moon symbol immediately appeared on the back of his right hand. At the same time, his hand turned into a translucent spiritual body, and a few strands of bright light rose from the back of his hand and dissipated in the air.

At this point, as long as he inserted his right hand into the weakness of the enemy's soul, he could tear apart their soul.

But!

He had to get close to the enemy!

Rode had only been in the Kimberly Academy for a month, and besides shooting a gun, he didn't know any combat skills, let alone any combat skills that were electives in the senior year.

He was very dangerous rushing in like this.Rode's style has always been steady, cautious, and careful. Shooting a gun or throwing stones from a distance is the best choice. Fighting against the plague demon was the most dangerous moment he had ever experienced, and he didn't want to relive such excitement.

This thing can only be put aside for now.

Rode thought to himself.

When I master the fighting skills, then I will consider using it.

The combat class starts in the second half of the one-year term, which is still far away. There are no summer or winter breaks in Kimberly College. The only difference between the two semesters is the final exams. After the exams, there is about one to two weeks of rest time for the students to exchange their credits for the necessary materials. The credits of the departments are also used during this time.

Before that, there is a flame trophy selection for the department, which offers a lot of material rewards. For Kassan, this is her highest pursuit, so she cares about credits like a mother hen laying eggs.

Rode stepped onto the altar, carefully grasping the yellow-green soul flame and bringing it into the small hut.

Letting go of his hand, it floated quietly in the air.

The small hut was empty, with only a stone platform and a bookshelf. But now, Rode knew it wasn't like that.

The representation of the small hut was a regular heptadecagon. As long as he found more heptadecagon fragments, its contents would increase.

Similarly, as long as he found the eye-shaped symbol representing the soul altar, the contents of the altar would increase, and he might discover more new abilities.

Rode walked towards the stone platform, picked up a bag of combustion element on the platform, and added it to the three-pronged candlestick next to it. Three candles were lit.

Under the faint candlelight, an invisible breath enveloped the stone platform, and it seemed to come back to life from a dead object.

In front of the stone platform, there was a large stone slab vertically attached to the wall, showing the materials for various items.

Rode placed the yellow-green soul flame on the stone platform.

【Soul Firewood】below.

The words "a powerful complete soul" lit up.

At the same time, 【Soul Ashes】below.

The words "a complete soul" also lit up.

Rode returned to the soul altar and brought back the soul of the Evil Black Crow, placing it on the stone platform.

【Soul Firewood】below.

The words "a medium complete soul" also lit up.

Rode opened the storage compartment under the stone platform and placed a very wriggling black substance on it.

【Soul Firewood】below.

The words "ten parts of humanity" lit up.

Rode took out a solidified golden light from the storage compartment, which he bought for 100 silver coins.

"One part divinity" lit up.

Rode then took out ten lumps of ash from the storage compartment, which he bought for 100 silver coins.

"Ten parts of any monster's ashes" lit up.

Finally, Rode took out a wedge-shaped, pure white stone, which he bought for 5,500 silver coins.

"One 13-gram luminous stone" lit up.

After that, the 【Soul Firewood】item lit up, and the four notes-like words emitted a bright light, like playing a festive melody, informing Rode that the materials were complete and he could make it.

With a light touch from Rode, the stone platform seemed to receive an order, and a cabinet suddenly opened, and a big hand flew out, pinching all the materials together. Strong light radiated from the hand.

Two big pestles flew over, crazily pounding the big hand, making Rode a little worried that the materials would be damaged.Fortunately, the twisted pain incident did not occur here. The production was 100% successful, not 99.9%.

In less than half an hour, the production was completed. The pestles flew back to their original positions, and with a wave of his hand, Rode jumped back into the cupboard and closed it with a bang.

On the stone platform, something emitting pure white spiritual light fell onto the tabletop, rolling twice before coming to a stop.

Through the light, Rode saw that it looked like countless tangled pieces of wood, with flames of light blooming from every crevice.

Is this the soul firewood?

Rode carefully picked it up, and the light passed through his palm unhindered, like a phantom from another world.

How do I add it to the stars?

Rode looked towards the empty bookshelf, where there was only one book.

At this time, he needed to consult the Book of Idiocy.

After spending some time with it, Rode found that it wasn't very reliable. Although he did learn a lot of knowledge from it, including everything about dreams, and it even helped him get a perfect score on the exam, unfortunately, he wasn't ranked first for the academic year, but tied for 99th.

However, this guy often had some quirks. It didn't like being open for long periods of time, nor did it like displaying the same content. And this knowledge was very obscure and difficult to understand, Rode couldn't possibly understand it in one go.

So whenever Rode studied for a long time, it would either suddenly close or flip through the pages frantically. It even spelled out two words on its cover with patterns.

Idiot.

To mock Rode for his low efficiency in studying.

Rode was half dead with anger, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only curse it as the "Book of Idiocy" in his heart.

Rode took down this book with a personality and found that it was being stubborn, tightly holding the pages together and not letting him open it.

Rode had no choice but to feed it two red stones.

The big book finally opened up, revealing its tender inner pages to Rode.

This guy!

Rode had a feeling of being both amused and exasperated, so he asked it a question.

"How do I add the soul firewood to the stars?"

The pages shook impatiently, seeming a little annoyed.

[Deeply communicate with the face of the obelisk]

Deep communication?

Rode knew that he had to touch the obelisk with his forehead.

Is that it?

Is the front of the obelisk really called the face of the soul?

As he pondered, he stood up, took the soul firewood, and walked towards the obelisk.

The big book slammed shut with a bang, feeling somewhat annoyed.

Rode approached the obelisk and lightly touched the surface with his forehead.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to flip over, with the black sky upside down above his head, and he stood on an endless black plain.

Rode was startled, but quickly regained his composure. This was probably the world of the soul face. He looked down and saw the soul firewood in his hand.

Looking up, the darkness stretched on infinitely, with nothing on the plain and the sky pitch black, without a single speck of light.

Emptiness, silence, despair, oppression, and horror.

This was the feeling that the place gave Rode.

He took two steps forward and soon found a dark pile of something. He crouched down and looked carefully. It looked like a pile of extinguished bonfires, the ashes left behind by travelers on the wasteland.

Rode continued to walk outward and soon found more of these bonfire ashes.They were scattered all over the plain, countless in number, all made up of black residues and gray ashes.

Just as Rode didn't know what to do, he suddenly saw two balls of firelight.

He quickly ran over, one ball was dark red, the flame was not strong, but very stable, the dark red light illuminated the surroundings.

A line of text appeared above the firelight.

【Dark Devourer】

【Status: Constant Burning】

【Star Energy: Soul Erosion】

【Infusion: Unavailable】

【Quantification: Abyssal Darkness, Eternal Fog, Ancient Gros Blood】

【Potential: Eternal Flame】

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【Strength: Thirty】

【Description: Brief】

Is this what the stars look like up close?

Are those ashes the extinguished stars?

Rode instantly understood the truth and walked towards its front right, quickly finding the blue flame.

Its flame was weak and very unstable, the light blue light only illuminated a small area.

【Chilling Blue】

【Status: Weak Burning】

【Star Energy: Spirit Resurrection】

【Infusion: Soulless Spirit】

【Quantification: Unavailable】

【Potential: Dim Flame】

【Strength: Seven】

【Description: Brief】

As expected, so all I have to do is put the soul kindling in?

Rode carefully stretched out his hand, the light blue flame touched his skin, gently licking him, without any sensation.

But when Rode put the soul kindling in, the whole bonfire changed, it suddenly shrank inward, then slowly stretched out, not only becoming much more stable, but also seemed to reach a higher level, as if looking down at him.

This feeling flashed by like an illusion.

The soul kindling fell in the center of the bonfire, becoming a part of it.

Rode knew that at this time, as long as the status of 【Chilling Blue】 was raised from weak burning to extreme burning, its potential would be improved.

This was simple, just infuse the 【Soulless Spirit】.

As Rode thought, another line of text appeared in his eyes.

Soul Host: Rode

Soul Strength: 37

Soul Star: 2

Humanity: 511

Divinity: 45

Soulless Spirit: 241

The obelisk was connected to his spirit, and after his spirit level was raised to 2, many things he could do just by thinking about them in his mind.

He focused his gaze on the Soulless Spirit, which was the part of the soul separated when he sacrificed souls on the soul altar, absorbed by the obelisk and stored within it. The spiritual part then condensed into spirituality.

【The First Minister of the Great Ming】

The next moment his thoughts were focused, indeed, many black and white solidified objects appeared on his hand.

He sprinkled these solidified objects into the bonfire, and the flames quickly intensified.

The status of the Soul Bonfire quickly changed from 【Weak Burning】 to 【Continuous Burning】, and its strength also increased from seven to eight.

It's worth noting that the soul strength also changed from 37 to 38, which is exactly the sum of the strengths of the two stars.

Rode nodded and remembered another piece of knowledge.

With the addition of the Soulless Spirit, the bonfire became more and more fierce, successively changing from 【Continuous Burning】 to 【Intense Burning】, then to 【Excessive Burning】, and finally to 【Extreme Burning】.

When its status successfully reached 【Extreme Burning】, the entire flame suddenly grew larger, and the blue light that rose even covered the other dark red bonfire.

Rode looked up again, the blue fire was already more than two people high, and the text above had changed.

【Chilling Blue】

【Status: Continuous Burning】

【Star Energy: Spirit Resurrection】

【Infusion: Soulless Spirit】

【Quantification: Unavailable】

【Potential: Intense Flame】

【Strength: Seventy-seven】

【Description: Brief】

The soul strength had changed to 107.

Rode showed a relieved smile.

I've finally become stronger.