In the round area where the light penetrated, only the group of small thugs lay on the ground with no more sound, and on their bodies were remnants of extre resentnt that had attacked them.
The victims' resentnt did not choose to slowly tornt them, but in the instant they had the ability, all accumulated resentnt and despair turned into anger and erupted quickly, extrely swiftly taking away their vitality, strangling everyone linked to the resentnt... They had no apparent external injuries, yet they died in twisted and horrifying postures.
It's unclear whether they died miserably in fear, but one thing is certain, they experienced the despair and pain they had previously inflicted on others right before they died... This all felt like a destined cycle, and only death was so fair and impartial.
Gu Mo didn't think much of it, because in the last mission, he had already witnessed what true bloodshed and cruelty were. Initially, he felt uncomfortable, but gradually he got used to it, even capable of taking down enemies himself.
So people did nothing wrong but couldn't survive in such chaotic tis. And the people in front of him had indeed committed sins, so this was just karma... Yes, just karma, although it was a matter that he helped bring about, he didn't see a problem with it.
Sensing that the omnipresent sense of oppression was getting closer and closer, Gu Mo no longer focused on the life and death of those small thugs but turned around once more.
He stood alone at the mouth of the alley, clutching a small folding knife, looking extraordinarily calm, ready to face whatever would happen next alone—
It should have been a cool scene, but because of the small palm-sized knife in his hand, the entire scene was discounted... Usually, in scenes like this, a lone hero shouldn't be holding a weapon that's either very imposing or elegant, in any case, sothing with style, so what's with the cheap little knives sold in stores for three or five bucks.
He imdiately noticed this issue, twitching the corner of his mouth as he glanced at the weapon in his hand, quite regretting not preparing sothing more fitting, if he had a sowhat normal knife or sword at this mont, he would at least feel better, at least the grip wouldn't feel so light and effortless.
Of course, the main reason is that equipnt without attributes can't fit into the inventory, and he can't just run around with large controlled knives on him, so he didn't get any of those things.
They're coming... Getting closer...
There seem to be many of them, perhaps every monstrous being in the city has been alerted...
At this mont, the outlines of so oncoming figures finally appeared in view, Gu Mo shook his head, dismissing the wild thoughts, pulled out a container of Divine Water and swiftly drank more than half in one gulp, then quickly slapped a Nourishing Body Talisman and a Barrier Talisman on himself...
Though he enhanced his spirit by two points and constitution by three points, roughly gaining a significant boost of five points in energy, the Guardian Spirit still consud energy heavily, he had to rely on buff items to endure the energy drain of unleashing his powers.
In any case, let's start with Ninety-nine and see if the stress is too much, if so, then use Demonized, but hopefully, it won't co to that point.
The thought flashed through Gu Mo's mind, and the next mont, with his determination, the Guardian Spirit in sync with his mind reacted accordingly. The originally ordinary folding knife suddenly burst into radiant pure light, amidst its pulsation, its blade aura soared several ters in an instant.
Ninety-nine Weapons! Activate!
Mortal iron transford into a Divine Weapon, and with the radiance so dazzling it's almost impossible to discern its material form, at first glance, what Gu Mo held was no longer that depreciated tool knife, but a Distinguished Sword composed entirely of endless brilliance.
In the dazzling and radiant special effects, a glimpse of a gigantic white shadow spiraled around him, amidst its vague appearance, intricate scales and a long body outline flashed and vanished, like a wholly white giant serpent exuding power in the void, flicking its tongue ready to strike.
The two Guardian Spirits and the two strongest skills in the Nioh World—"Ninety-nine Weapons" and "Demonized Fusion"—are his current confidence source, he should at least be able to handle these intangible small fry even when unleashing his full power.
If the sheer number becos overwhelming, he could still flee.
Besides...
Being so close, the God of Poverty will certainly co as well, he just needs to hold on for the initial period.
...
...
On the other side—
What's happening...
Why did the phenonon suddenly occur? Clearly, there were no signs before.
Rushing to the scene in so anxiety, the purple-haired, blue-eyed young man in sportswear felt his luck was terrible, observing the sky of that part of the city and sensing a massive gathering of auras akin to a grim mood... This feeling is unmistakable; it's a phenonon.
When such a phenonon occurs, not only do a large number of demons gather, but those influenced by the phenonon can also see the presence of these inhabitants lurking in corners unseen by the living... This situation is extrely troubleso, especially now that he just lost the Divine Artifact in his possession.
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