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With a swish, a black double-headed knife flew out of the hands of the Black Priest.
Her spiritual power surged, and the powerful spiritual fluctuations almost overshadowed her soul.
"Do you think we don't know that you're bait? Do you think we don't dare to send out strong players with big eyes watching?"
She laughed wildly, and brown filth spewed out of her ears, nostrils, and mouth, rushing into the sky.
"The things you stole should be returned!"
Just by looking at this incredibly strange and incomprehensible scene, Rode knew that she was probably not her opponent, but a strange black curtain covered this area.
He had already tried, but he couldn't get out.
In the sight of the Soul Eye, Lauren and twelve team members were surrounded by dozens of shadows, and it would probably take a while to break through this barrier.
As expected.
When the mountain falls, the river dries up.
He could only rely on himself!
Rode took out a whistle and blew it hard.
A tall phantom appeared in the air.
He was wearing a blue-gray robe, holding a long staff, with long white beard, wearing silver-framed glasses, and had blue eyes that were full of wisdom even in the faint illusion.
He was Theodore Kremang, the pillar of Thalorian Kingdom, the headmaster of the Goldenworth Academy, and the holder of the strongest "Magic Talent".
The phantom.
The phantom descended from mid-air, looked around, and fixed his gaze on the Black Priest and the rising filth, looking very serious.
Rode shouted, "Phantom, go and entangle that person, she is a disciple of the Doomsday Cult!"
The phantom nodded slightly, lifted his staff, and cautiously moved towards the Black Priest.
Rode changed all the bullets in his gun to spirit-sealing bullets, and held a thunderstone in his hand from the gray bag.
The Black Priest sneered, not caring about his actions. The filth above her head formed a huge triangular symbol, and a strong spiritual light flashed from it.
"Filth!"
She shouted.
"Infect!"
"Your spirit will decay!"
"And it belongs to me!"
"Because, I am the Queen of Corruption!"
The spiritual light turned from white to brown, filled with indescribable strangeness and horror. The whole area turned into a dark brown color, and countless moans echoed in the air, mixed with harsh noises and maddening whispers.
The space began to distort, the ground cracked, huge abscesses grew on the bluestones, bronze lamps exploded, and the residual light went out.
The phantom silently sneaked underground.
The Black Priest laughed madly, "Transform into my servant, obey my command, and give me your power!"
Rode watched her quietly, as if watching a madman.
The ominous brown spiritual light shone on him, but he felt nothing and did not feel any discomfort.
Rode tried to raise his gun, and his spiritual power operated as usual. The spiritual pressure soared, and the spirit-sealing bullets shot out, hitting her forehead accurately.
Bang!
The Black Priest staggered back a few steps, her spiritual power was interrupted for a few seconds, although it quickly recovered, her shocked face did not recover.
"What? Why? Why isn't the filth spiritual light infecting you?"
Rode smiled, "Maybe your spiritual light is too weak. Maybe you should go back and practice for a few more years?"
The Black Priest's face twisted, "You bastard! What did you say?"
Rode suddenly pointed behind her and exclaimed, "What is that?"
The Black Priest sneered, "I stopped playing this trick twenty years ago..."
Boom!
The huge phantom jumped out of the ground, holding the staff with both hands, and heavily smashed it on her head.
The force was so great that there was an obvious ripple in the air.
The expression on the Black Priest's face collapsed, blood spurted out of every hole on her face, and her body shrank.
However, her soul was still active, her spiritual power was still operating, and the filth spiritual light above her head did not stop.
And in just a few seconds, the phantom seemed to have weakened a lot.
Obviously, this spiritual light had a high damage to him.
The phantom raised his staff for the second time and smashed it heavily again.
But the Black Priest had already recovered, the double-headed knife turned, and the blade lifted up to catch the staff that was smashed down.
Boom!
A huge invisible ripple spread out, and Rode, fifty yards away, felt a suffocating feeling. The ground directly collapsed, and within dozens of yards, dust flew up.
Rode was shocked. This guy's strength was indeed far beyond his own. Last time, he had accidentally fallen into the ditch, like an elephant being toppled by ants.
No wonder she hated him so much.
The dust settled, and the two of them were still in a stalemate. The weapons were flashing with spiritual light, obviously not competing in strength, but in spiritual power.
Rode seized the opportunity and immediately raised his gun to shoot at her, while running towards her, throwing the thunderstone full of energy at her.
A thick mist rose from the Black Priest's body, and she sneered, "I haven't been afraid of bullets for thirty years..."
Bang.
The spirit-sealing bullet hit the mist, not penetrating it, but the sealing effect interrupted her spiritual power. The spiritual light on the double-headed knife flashed, the spiritual power was interrupted, and the staff immediately pressed down heavily on her face.
Then the fully charged thunderstone fell beside her, and a strong electric light burst out, engulfing her.
Rode didn't take it lightly and continued to shoot at her figure, while his left hand continued to charge the thunderstone.
As the lightning fell, the Black Priest's broken body fell to the ground, and the filth spiritual light in the sky stopped flickering, and the brown filth fell to the ground like a pile of shit.
Her soul had disappeared, and her spiritual power was gone.
She seemed to be dead.
But Rode did not receive her soul.
This meant that she was not dead, but had escaped using some method. Otherwise, there would be at least one fragment of her soul. So far, there had been no exceptions.
The phantom emerged from the ground and stood in front of him.
Rode had already clenched the Undying Spirit in one hand, and the Soul Eye was operating at full capacity, looking underground.
Physically blocking the Soul Eye was the only way to shield it. She could only have gone underground.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise behind him.
Rode was startled and turned around to see that the phantom had intercepted the Black Priest, who had appeared from behind at some point. She was enveloped in black flames, and the double-headed knife was also covered in black fire.
After missing a hit, her figure disappeared.
Even the Soul Eye couldn't see her.
Rode couldn't believe it. Since he had gained the Soul Vision, the Soul Eye had been in full operation and had never encountered this situation.
Could she have some advanced invisibility ability?
But according to their words, he was already a complete Soul Seer. If he couldn't see her, then she could freely roam in the royal city?
Bang.
Another loud noise.
The phantom once again intercepted the sudden attack that appeared from behind. The Black Priest missed again, and then fled.
He looked at Rode, seemingly blaming him.
Rode's heart moved. The phantom had intelligence, he knew that, but it seemed that he couldn't communicate with people.
His eyes seemed to be saying, "I should be able to see, right?"
Rode concentrated all his attention, and the Soul Eye operated at full capacity, looking around.
Sure enough, he saw faint transparent ripples in the air, like an invisible fish swimming in the water.
Rode had never seen such a scene before.
The Soul Eye couldn't see the entity or the flow of energy of the soul, but only saw these ripples, which were like the space itself.
After seeing the ripples wandering around in a circle, approaching again, and moving towards behind him, Rode calmly grasped the spirit gun and pointed it behind him.
Sure enough, the ripples became obvious, and a figure emerged from the air. She raised her right hand high, and the double-headed knife, flickering with black flames, was about to strike down.
Bang!
Rode fired his gun, and the spirit-sealing bullet directly interrupted her spiritual power. The black flames disappeared, and she seemed to fall from a high place, kneeling on the ground, and then the staff that was sweeping towards her face hit the black curtain, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of her mouth.
"You!"
The Black Priest finally spoke, her tone full of resentment.
"You ant-like trash! I will make you suffer!"
Her face suddenly changed, becoming gentle and full of love.
"My little baby, why did you hurt me?"
In response to her, Rode fired another spirit-sealing bullet. Although it did not cause any harm to her under her guard, it slapped her face like a slap.
Rode sneered, "Please don't make threats before changing your face. Even pigs can't be deceived."
The Black Priest's entire face turned red, and her expression was full of indescribable resentment and disbelief.
"Why, why are you immune to my corruption? This is unreasonable, this is impossible... You should be more easily attracted by me."
Rode laughed, "Please have some self-awareness. You are so ugly, with a big and wide face, a flat and collapsed nose, a mouth that looks like it wants to eat people, a waist like a bucket, and a chest like a bag of flour. How can any man be attracted to you? I would look better in women's clothing than you."
This was obviously nonsense. The Black Priest was actually very beautiful, with a melon seed face, a straight nose, delicate eyebrows, and fair skin. Her figure was perfect.
She shouldn't have paid attention to such nonsense.
But as soon as Rode finished speaking, the Black Priest's entire soul seemed to explode, and the boiling spiritual power fluctuations almost overshadowed her figure.
"Die!"
She screamed sharply, her voice losing its seductiveness and becoming like a female demon.
"I want you to die!"
The intense black flames ignited again, and she rushed towards Rode.
The phantom immediately met her, and they fought each other.
The loud noises of their weapons colliding merged into one, and Rode could no longer see their movements. The intense spiritual power fluctuations covered everything.
Outside the black curtain, Lauren's voice suddenly came, "Hold on, Rode! We are about to break the barrier!"
His voice was full of anxiety, obviously they had also sensed the intense battle inside.
Rode turned his head to look. Outside the black curtain, he could only see the shadows of Lauren and the twelve team members.
Obviously, the enemy had been defeated.
Lauren and the others were fiercely attacking the black curtain.
Cracks appeared on the black curtain, and it seemed that it would be broken soon.
However, the phantom couldn't hold on anymore. The Black Priest found that the profane spiritual light had no effect on Rode, but it could cause a lot of damage to the phantom.
She once again raised the filth, and the brown ominous light once again enveloped this area.
What's worse, Rode found that he was affected this time. There were inexplicable whispers in his mind, and his spiritual power not only became sluggish, but also quickly drained.
What's going on?
Rode panicked for a moment. He quickly checked his whole body and suddenly remembered something. With a thought, he shifted his gaze to the number displayed on the obelisk in his mind.
Soul Strength: 240
Soul Stars: 3
Humanity: 101
Divinity: 45
Soulless Soul: 2173
--
He immediately noticed something was wrong. What about my humanity?
My humanity was clearly 961 before, why is it only 101 now?
Rode's mind flashed, remembering the original function of humanity - to enhance rationality, increase resistance to madness and dementia, and increase resistance to dark corruption!
So that's it!
He instantly understood that it was his humanity that helped him resist the corruption of the Black Priest.
But at the same time, his humanity was rapidly depleting, and his resistance was rapidly decreasing, so her corrupt spiritual light was affecting him.
In just a few seconds, Rode was horrified to find that his humanity had decreased again, to 96 points.
If this continued, once he lost his humanity, he would immediately be corrupted by the Black Priest.
Suddenly, another wave of dizziness hit him, and his soul became tired and empty. The feeling of extreme exhaustion surged from the bottom of his heart.
No good, my spiritual power is drying up.
Rode knew the situation was critical, and the Undying Spirit might not be useful at this time.
Even if he could save himself from death, he couldn't save himself from corruption.
Without hesitation, with a thought, a bright light bloomed in his soul.
[Awakening]
A strong spiritual storm was awakened, and the power from the source of the world poured into his soul. The feeling of exhaustion and emptiness disappeared instantly, leaving only a strong sense of power.
Rode then turned his spiritual gaze to the yellow star and touched its star power.
In an instant, an impassioned melody descended in his mind.
Almost instinctively, Rode raised his right hand, and powerful spiritual power gathered on his hand, extending into a bright yellow light on his arm.
The air trembled, the spiritual power boiled, and an unknown soul screamed.
The grand melody was like a rushing river, breaking through the barrier and resounding in space.
The first melody.
The bright yellow light formed a huge cannon, pointing in the direction Rode's index finger was pointing.
Dang dang dang dang.
The strong notes shook the space, and the intense melody formed a storm, and the countless spiritual power formed destructive energy through the laws of characteristics.
In the cannon, white light flickered.
The second melody.
Boom boom boom boom.
Like an explosion that had accumulated to the limit.
Strong light pierced the darkness, mountains and rivers collapsed, and the heavens and earth collapsed.
The third melody.
[Justice Execution]
[Spiritual Power Trio]
Boom!
Dazzling white light spewed out, and the torrent of souls surged.
The Black Priest had long been scared pale by this terrifying scene. She had tried several times to dodge, but was firmly entangled by the phantom. When the spiritual power surged, she desperately tried to avoid it, but the phantom held her tightly, allowing the double-headed knife to cut his body.
"No! Why is this..."
The destructive white light swallowed her figure and also drowned her voice.
The whole area was as bright as daylight, and a substantial white light column directly pierced the black barrier, leaving a huge trail in the sky above the royal city.
--
Upper City District.
White Tower.
In a huge diamond eye.
Iyeta, one of the most important pillars of the royal city, the Great Prophet, and the Forbidden One, turned his gaze from the other side of the Dead Ash Mountains to the outer city district.
"Hmm, interesting melody."
He pondered, murmuring to himself.
"Whose is it? Is there a new spark of hope about to be born? No, it's not enough, not as good as Evelyn and Teresa."
Although he said so, a smile of anticipation appeared on his old face.
"Maybe there will be some surprises? Just like Alan back then..."
--
Royal District.
Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
The king, who was reading about the unfair practices of the candidates submitted by the secret monitor, suddenly looked up.
The Archbishop Horus immediately asked, "Your Majesty, what do you think?"
The king glanced at him helplessly, "Little Horus, I don't think much."
Horus seemed nervous, "Your Majesty, unlimited fighting is malignant and cannot be allowed."
"Don't talk! Of course, I know."
But when the king tried to sense it again, the disturbance of the Source disappeared.
He sighed:
"Horus."
Horus immediately answered, "Yes! Please give your orders, Your Majesty."
"Can you dance for me as an apology?"
"Ah?"
The flesh on Horus's face twitched, looking at the king in confusion.
But the king ignored him.
He sat silently in front of the blazing holy fire, lost in thought.
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