This is also why the people of the Royal City detest cleaning the sewers so much.
And this monster had been bitten hundreds of tis by a hundred plague rats, and if it had been a person, they would have died violently long ago, but the Abyssal demon was still struggling crazily, its countless tentacles writhing as if boiling, like a pot of water with hundreds of large octopuses being cooked.
But it was too deeply poisoned, the plague killed its tentacles, killed the eggs on its body, destroyed its flesh, and inflicted heavy damage on its soul.
Finally, Rod fired a shot, and the Abyssal demon trembled all over, collapsed to the ground, and a large hole broke open in the twisted black flesh of its soul.
Rod, who had been waiting for this mont, charged forth like lightning.
A scythe erged in his right hand, with spiritual energy surging forth, stabbing straight into its soul.
Boom.
As if a muffled sound ca from the void, Rod tore apart its soul thread.
A silent wail rose in the air, countless black dust rose from the huge octopus’s body, the thick black fog unable to hinder the ceremony of victory.
A massive black qi pierced through Rod’s body.
[Soul of the Abyssal Demon]
[Soul Without Spirit 990]
Good.
Rod finally showed a smile.
This was a powerful soul, even more so than the [Soul of the Mutated Giant Beast] he had collected before.
With two powerful souls gained in one journey, a few more trips and [Justice Execution] would soon be complete.
Perhaps he might even co across a unique soul that could ignite the stars.
Along with my various hidden moves, this way, the invasion is not a problem at all.
Rod couldn’t help but spread his arms wide, as if basking in the rising black dust.
Everything about the monster, along with the disappearance of its soul, crumbled away; this distorted darkness needed a vessel to exist in this world.
But life does not need to do so.
Soone once said that art is a rare miracle, chaos is rely common dirt, and life is the most precious artwork born from the infinite chaos, with the beliefs and emotions being the most shining gemstones on this artwork.
Rod very much agreed with this.
Disgusting deford monsters should just die.
Gentle and cute young ladies, aren’t they so much better?
Hehe.
Of course, all these are predicated on being alive, and only the strong can survive.
Hmph, I will not die.
The black dust dissipated quickly.
Rod found a lump of clumped embers in the thick ashes, which should be the monster’s ashes.
Monster ashes contain residual power and have so value, with the ashes of powerful monsters being quite expensive, useful for making various spiritual items, and so even for potions.
This lump of ashes could be sold.
Unfortunately, [Soul Ashes] could only be used to make weaker monster spiritual bodies. Rod had tried it once, and powerful monsters like the Abyssal demon could not be made from it.
There must be higher-level formulas.
Rod thought to himself.
Just didn’t know where to find them.
However, powerful souls are very precious, the needs of the stars could not be satisfied, it’s unlikely to use them for making [Soul Ashes].
The remaining treants and plague rats approached Rod, all of them wounded and scarred, the black fog also had a certain erosive effect on them, and soon they fell apart and dissipated.
This battle had consud all his stock at once, and also a lot of supplies.
Rod felt slightly worried.
He had originally intended to find so reliable teammates to help him fight the monsters, but it turned out that his teammates were not dependable, forcing him to use his trump cards.
Next ti he must find so stronger ones.
Rod sighed, unhooked the signal flare from his waist, charged it with Spiritual Energy, and tossed it lightly.
The signal flare soared into the sky, bursting with intense red light, piercing through the black fog, shining far away.
This was an essential item for field missions, used for communication, marking locations, preventing separation, and so on, and according to the different flashes of light, it could transmit so brief ssages, like "help", "reinforcents", "escape", "danger", and others.
Indeed, before long, the howling of the Iron Wolf was heard.
"Brother Rod! Hang in there, we’re coming to your rescue!"
In just a mont, the massive figure of the Green Giant ca into view.
"Brother Rod! Hang in there... uh, the monster? Did you shake it off?"
The Green Giant looked around, as if fearing the monster would suddenly jump out.
Big Bug and Sweet Tea rushed to his side, frantically searching him.
"Are you injured?"
"Any discomfort?"
"Quick, take a sip of Spirit Tree Dew, and we’ll check you thoroughly when we get back."
Rod was forced to take a sip of Spirit Tree Dew and said helplessly, "I’m not hurt; the monster is already dead. Look at the ashes on the ground."
"What?"
All three exclaid in unison.
"It’s dead? How did it die? Did a Guardian co over? We only just sent out the distress signal."
Rod casually said, "The monster was severely wounded by you guys. I dragged it for a while, and it just died on its own."
It sounded ominous to talk about the ability to summon a monster’s spiritual body, better not to ntion it.
The Iron Wolf trio found it hard to believe.
It’s true that the monster had sustained serious damage before fleeing, but it didn’t seem fatal, and within the Black Fog, the monster would be strengthened and healed. How could it possibly be dragged to death?
But the embers were right there, and the monster’s ash was in their hands. They couldn’t not believe it.
Big Bug’s simple face finally showed a smile, "I told you Brother Rod is a fast runner and would be safe and sound."
"Shut your damn mouth!"
Iron Wolf cursed him out.
"Every ti you say we’re going to win, sothing weird happens. If sothing had happened to Rod, I’d tear off your mouth."
Big Bug retorted with dissatisfaction, "That’s just silly superstition. Look, isn’t Brother Rod standing right in front of us?"
Sweet Tea played peacemaker, saying gently, "No matter what, the mission is finally complete. We also exterminated an extra Abnormal Demon, which is a long-term task for the Military War Departnt with a hefty reward. We’ve already gained a lot this ti. Let’s finish the mission and head back quickly."
Iron Wolf nodded his head. After collecting so ashes, they returned to Green Grass Town.
Upon hearing the news of their successful mission return, the four of them were warmly welcod by Green Grass Town.
The Mayor of Green Grass Town personally held an evening celebration for them, with at least one-tenth of the town’s population attending. The large square was filled with jubilant people, and the Church’s Fire Priest personally lit a bonfire for them. Countless n and won danced around the soaring flas, and the air was filled with the scent of roasted at and honey.
The Mayor told them this was the biggest attack event to occur in Green Grass Town in a year.
The four seriously injured guards had not yet awakened, and the townspeople were very afraid, with no one wanting to disturb the peaceful days and return to living under constant fear and anxiety.
So, that’s why they were so jubilant to hear the threat had been eliminated.
Rod indeed felt their enthusiasm; at the celebration, every person received invitations from beautiful won or handso n, including the apparently no longer young Sweet Tea.
What displeased Rod was that he received invitations from both beautiful won and handso n.
Of course, none of them accepted the offers. After enjoying the local delicacy of Green Grass honey roasted at, they bid farewell to the Mayor.
People were reluctant to see them go but understood.
After presenting them with many special products of Green Grass, they escorted them out of town.
The four rode in a pedal carriage and finally returned to the Royal City, to Aido’s Hunter branch.
But to complete the mission, they still had to go through a series of complicated procedures.
For such a high-star-level mission, the confirmation process was quite cumberso, unlike the sewers, where submitting a few images with the Hunter Mark would suffice.
While the Iron Wolf trio was busy with the procedures, Rod waited in the tavern.
He chose a corner, tucked his hands into his sleeves, and manipulated his gestures, entering the Dream Realm.
At a glance, Rod saw two huge souls floating above the Soul Altar.
[The Mutated Giant Beast’s Soul]
[A Powerful Soul]
[The Mutated Giant Beast is a pure creature of darkness, with devouring and growing as its only instincts.]
—
[The Abyss Demon’s Soul]
[A Powerful Soul]
[The Abyss Demon was born from the Abyss Attribute of an abnormal demon, but the fractured Abyss significantly weakened its power.]
—
The description of the Abyss Demon’s soul was sowhat intriguing; perhaps it could be validated in the future.
Without much hesitation, Rod successively threw both souls into the [Justice Execution].
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