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Chapter 172: [171] The Aura of Divine Objects

The footsteps coming from all around, as well as the faint white figures in the distance, instantly caused panic among the followers of the alien gods.

"The Black Armor Army's people, how did they arrive so quickly?"

"Why are there so many Black Armor Army soldiers? I've seen at least thirty!"

"This is definitely a trap. Liu Mingshan deceived all of us!"

"He just rushed out earlier, it must have been intentional. The sound of battle coming from over there is him acting with the Black Armor Army!"

The crowd quickly came to a conclusion.

This is the most logical viewpoint.

Regrettably, this is also the most blasphemous viewpoint towards the devout.

No one knows.

The white figure in the distance is actually a snowman.

It just looks like a warrior wearing snow gear.

Cheng Han used a little trickery to scare these people out of their wits.

At this moment.

A leader stepped forward and said loudly, "Everyone, in the glory of our god, prepare for a tough battle."

He looked around, revealing his true purpose, "I will sacrifice myself, but I still need four martyrs!"

Responses came immediately.

"I'll do it!"

"Count me in!"

The leader took out a black stone from his pocket and raised it high with his right hand, "I'm very glad to fight alongside all of you, please stand closer."

The other four immediately gathered around.

The rest of the people spontaneously formed a circle, guarding against the Black Armor Army in the distance, ensuring that the ritual could proceed smoothly.

The followers silently watched this scene, their faces filled with sorrow, respect, fear, and anger towards the enemy.

"Thump! Thump!"

The stone in the leader's hand suddenly started beating like a heart, emitting an ethereal sound.

The five martyrs praised loudly, "Praise our god!"

"Poof!"

The stone suddenly exploded.

Countless black strands of flesh, like disgusting worms, burrowed into the martyrs' heads, necks, and chests.

Faced with this horrifying scene, the surrounding followers of the alien gods involuntarily took a few steps back.

One second later.

The strands of flesh rapidly swelled, as if something was flowing inside them. The martyrs quickly became withered, leaving only five thin layers of skin.

A large meatball appeared in place, with a diameter of over one meter.

Just then.

A voice filled with laughter suddenly sounded, "Hey, eating and drinking recklessly is not a good habit!"

With this voice, a burst of white mist suddenly surged several meters away.

The white mist dissipated in an instant, revealing a young boy in black armor standing on the snowy ground.

The followers were immediately shocked.

The boy was none other than Cheng Han!

He held a bottle in his hand, and a black strand of flesh extended from it, greedily sucking on it.

This was a method he learned from the Weather Walker, a form of concealment.

Simply put, it involved merging oneself with the power of ice and snow.

This method had many flaws and under normal circumstances, it would not be able to deceive so many people's eyes. But unfortunately, it was night, and the weather was harsh with a blizzard, so no one noticed.

Another leader reacted and shouted, "Stop him!"

Everyone could see that this unexpected guest must have done something to the meatball.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

"Boom!"

There was a loud explosion.

The large meatball suddenly burst.

Countless black flesh and black sludge shot out in all directions.

The black sludge fell onto the snowy ground, instantly turning the snow into a stinky black water.

When the black flesh touched the human body, it burrowed into the flesh like worms. Bumps immediately appeared on the surface of the body, followed by the bumps bursting open and oozing out large amounts of pus.

"Ah~"

"Ouch! It hurts!"

Various screams of pain filled the air.

All the disciples stood within a fifteen-meter radius, all sprayed with flesh and blood, only differing in the severity of their injuries.

Among them, seven disciples were completely disfigured and lost their lives due to being sprayed with too much flesh and blood.

Only Cheng Han escaped this disaster.

With a movement of his right hand, a large white mist condensed and instantly formed an ice shield, blocking the large pieces of flesh and blood that were coming towards him.

This is the characteristic of ice-based arcane arts!

"Wu~ Wu~"

The short spear was thrown.

Cao Hongshan and the others immediately launched their attacks.

The explosion of the large flesh ball severely injured this group of people, almost rendering them unable to fight. The attacks of the warriors could only be considered as finishing blows.

In just a few seconds.

All sixteen divine cult disciples were wiped out!

Thus, the second act of the revenge prologue, the revenge of the warriors, officially came to an end.

Cao Hongshan walked over and looked at the remnants left by the flesh ball, his face filled with lingering fear as he said, "The enemy actually wanted to create 'Cursed Corpses'."

"Cursed Corpses are extremely terrifying. If they are stared at by ten 'Cursed Eyes' for more than three seconds, 'Cursed Tumors' will grow on their bodies."

"If this thing takes shape, we're done for!"

Cao Hongshan then looked at Cheng Han curiously and asked, "How did you guess that the enemy was carrying 'Cursed Stones' and prepared props in advance?"

Cheng Han smiled and said, "The first divine cult is best at manipulating flesh and blood. These disciples only have a few methods, so I applied for a few items from the captain in advance."

Cursed Stones have an insatiable desire for flesh and blood, and they will devour any flesh and blood they can.

Just now, he quietly sneaked nearby and took out a bottle of "Blood of Annihilation," which happens to be the nemesis of flesh and blood monsters.

Of course, the Blood of Annihilation is a transcendent material. If an ordinary soldier applied for it, Captain Mu Qiushan would never approve it.

Cao Hongshan asked a question, "It seems that the Cursed Stone didn't try to devour you. How did you deceive it?"

Cheng Han said something inexplicable, "I have some experience in dealing with hungry things like this."

When he was working at the Inspection Office, he encountered a strange creature called "Abyss Devourer," which was essentially "Eternal Hunger."

Compared to the hunger of the Cursed Stone, the Abyss Devourer was nothing. He could easily deal with it.

Cao Hongshan didn't ask any further questions, he just gave him a thumbs up and said, "Your methods are truly amazing!"

The other warriors nodded in agreement.

In this battle, Cheng Han almost single-handedly killed these divine cult disciples and stifled a highly dangerous Cursed Corpse in its infancy.

This is definitely a great achievement!

Cheng Han smiled and turned his head to look at the deep night sky.

This direction is Qinglin City.

The next scene of the drama will take place there, hiding an extremely high-level transcendent item.

Previously, Cheng Han had deduced it several times, but the results were chaotic and unclear, which was enough to illustrate the problem.

The All-Knowing Eye also gave a conjecture that there is a higher-level and more powerful existence connected to that item.

The latter seems to be an "anchor"!

*

Qinglin City.

Wood processing factory.

The middle-aged man, or rather the ghost, lived in a single room dormitory provided by the factory.

This can be considered a benefit provided by the factory.

When the battle between the arcane masters was taking place on the snowy field, the middle-aged man pushed open his door and walked quickly to the door of another dormitory, reaching out and knocking on it.

"Thud! Thud!"

The door opened, revealing the face of a boy.

The boy was startled for a moment, suddenly realizing something, and asked eagerly, "Is it time?"

The middle-aged man replied, "The opportunity has come!"

The boy returned to the room, took out a sharp knife from the drawer, and returned to the door, urging, "Uncle Long, let's go quickly."

The middle-aged man didn't move, and asked again, "Do you know about the 'Light of Purification'?"

The boy was a little confused, but still nodded and said, "Everyone in Qinglin City knows about it."

The town guardian controls the mysterious formation and unleashes a devastating beam of light, which the common people often refer to as the Light of Purification.

The middle-aged man continued, "In the underground cellar of Maotai Winery, there is something extremely terrifying hidden. The Light of Purification will surely descend."

"When you enter the winery later to kill, when the Light of Purification attacks the winery, you will definitely be reduced to ashes."

The boy looked up, his expression resolute, "I'm not afraid!"

The middle-aged man said to himself, "I have a way that might let you survive."

The boy hesitated for a moment and asked, "What way?"

After all, who would want to die when there was a chance to survive?

The middle-aged man pointed to the sky and uttered two words, "Accuse them!"

The boy was confused.

"Smack!"

The middle-aged man patted the boy's shoulder, and a slight ripple was felt in his hand.

The boy's eyes widened in shock.

Because he suddenly had a flood of information in his mind, this magical phenomenon was beyond his imagination.

The middle-aged man lightly pushed the boy's shoulder, "Let's go!"

The third act of the revenge prologue, the revenge of the insignificant, has begun.

Soon.

The two left the dormitory and arrived at the entrance of the winery.

The following scene surprised and puzzled the boy.

Although there were two warriors guarding the entrance, they seemed to be oblivious. The two of them entered the winery without any hindrance, and along the way, they encountered many people who were all blind to their presence.

How could this be?

What did Uncle Long do?

But the boy didn't ask anything, he just silently held the dagger.

Before long.

The two arrived in front of a luxurious bedroom.

The boy suddenly felt a chilling sensation.

The middle-aged man's tone became urgent, "That thing has discovered us."

The boy was at a loss, "What is that thing?"

The middle-aged man didn't answer, but quickly instructed, "Your enemy is in the bedroom. After you kill him, do as I say."

After saying that, he instantly disappeared.

The boy was stunned.

Where did he go?

He snapped back to reality and looked towards the bedroom door, a huge anger welling up in his heart.

The boy gritted his teeth, holding the dagger in his right hand and grabbing the doorknob with his left hand.

For some reason, with a "click," the door opened automatically.

The boy found it strange, but didn't have time to think about it. He strode into the bedroom.

What he saw was three naked figures lying on a large bed.

One of them was his father's killer and the owner of the winery, Wei Qian.

The other two were seductive women.

Upon hearing the sound, Wei Qian, busy with something, shouted without turning his head, "Who let you in? Get out!"

One of the women sensed something was wrong and warned, "He's holding a knife!"

Wei Qian was startled and immediately turned his head to look.

In that instant.

The boy, as if possessed, threw the short blade.

"Bang!"

The short blade accurately hit Wei Qian's forehead, and he instantly died.

"Ah~"

"He killed someone!"

The two women were frightened, not even bothering to put on their clothes, and scrambled out of the bedroom.

The boy, however, was somewhat dazed, "When did I become capable of this?"

He suppressed his nausea, forcefully pulled out the knife, and then cut off Wei Qian's head, carrying it into the courtyard.

The boy took a deep breath, raised the bloody head, and shouted loudly towards the sky:

"I used to believe that there would be fairness and justice in this world, but I was wrong. There is no fairness or justice at all."

His voice carried a strange power, reaching high up into the sky, and could be heard clearly throughout half of the city.

"Three years ago, my father was intentionally killed by Wei Qian in a car accident. He only stayed in prison for ten days and then came out..."

*

In the underground wine cellar below.

A fierce battle was unfolding.

A large mass of pitch-black flesh, wielding more than ten tentacles, swung out waves of black gas, chasing after a figure.

The figure kept flickering in the wine cellar, avoiding the attacks of the black gas, shooting out illusory gun shadows, constantly attacking the mass of flesh.

Every time a gun shadow landed, the mass of flesh ignited a pale blue flame, followed by a surge of black gas pouring out from within the flesh, extinguishing the flame.

Although the gun shadows contained astonishing power, a few shots were enough to kill a Xuan Shi, they couldn't shake the mass of flesh at all.

And the intense battle inevitably generated a vast surge of source energy fluctuations.

During this time.

The boy's voice of grief and anger kept echoing underground: "For the past three years, I have watched Wei Qian swaggering around..."

At this moment.

An immensely grand fluctuation surged from somewhere in Qinglin City, sweeping across the entire city in an instant.

The Xuan Formation has been activated!

The boy's roar continued: "Xuan Shi, kill me! Wei Qian has been deemed innocent by the Inspection Bureau. I killed an innocent person, so please execute me!"

The pitch-black night sky brightened slightly.

A terrifying aura was rapidly gathering.

With the faint light in the sky, one could vaguely see countless snowflakes falling from the sky, whistling towards the vast white earth.

In the next instant.

A pillar of white light descended from the sky, enveloping the winery.

The night sky was illuminated once again.

The boy held his head and was forced to close his eyes.

Even so, he still felt a stinging pain in his eyes.

The boy thought that he would turn into ashes.

However.

Things didn't go as expected.

After a moment.

The light disappeared without a trace.

The boy opened his eyes, looking bewildered.

Am I still alive?

*

In the wine cellar below.

Just before the pillar of light descended.

The mass of flesh seemed to have a premonition, and a large amount of black mist erupted from its body. Then, the mist dissipated, and it disappeared in an instant.

This was a flash escape.

The flickering figure finally came to a stop.

It was the middle-aged man.

Or rather, the Specter.

He looked at the empty wine cellar and laughed for the first time: "It wasn't in vain that I went through all this trouble. This thing was scared off by the Xuan Formation. I finally pulled out the 'anchor'."

The "anchor" was connected to an extremely terrifying existence. If the "anchor" wasn't pulled out, he wouldn't dare to touch that thing at all.

But with the Specter's strength, it wasn't enough to make the mass of flesh voluntarily pull out the "anchor". And he couldn't let the pillar of destruction light actually fall, otherwise the huge disturbance of source energy would prevent the "anchor" from being pulled out.

This was truly a tricky problem.

After Cheng Han joined the Black Armor Army, he obtained a lot of information, one of which was that the Xuan Shi guarding Qinglin City was relatively kind-hearted towards the common people.

When the boy, seeking revenge for his father, roared at the sky, the Xuan Shi hesitated.

The pillar of light attack was delayed and ultimately became an illusory strike, only using source energy fluctuations as a deterrent.

The mass of flesh was scared off and voluntarily pulled out the "anchor".

And this was the true effect of "revenge of the little people".

Of course, if the Xuan Shi had taken decisive action, he had prepared countermeasures to save the boy's life.

At this moment.

The Specter chuckled deeply, "It seems like I have detected the aura of a 'divine object'. It seems that this harvest is even greater than I expected."

(End of this chapter)