Upon receiving Lin Baici’s approval, Yi Jisheng became excited, his desire to perform instantly peaked, eager to prove his loyalty to the leader.
Yi Jisheng roared and lunged at the two survivors from Dayao.
"We come from Dayao, members of the strongest Deity Hunter Group in Dongying Kyoto; if you kill us, you’ll be in big trouble!"
Ito Youhui shouted, aware that such words were shameful, but there was no choice. Both the leader and vice-leader were dead, and it was sheer suicide for the two of them to face so many enemies.
Quan Sangin’s steps hesitated slightly.
Dayao was formidable, with just one team possessing strength equivalent to that of Sejong of Goryeo. Today’s group was merely one of Dayao’s teams, but if Lin Baici hadn’t taken action, Quan Sangin and his men would have all been dead.
And not just once, but twice.
Both the Sunny Doll and the Red Demon were contaminations of the rules that Quan Sangin and his companions couldn’t handle.
However, the next second, Quan Sangin charged forward.
If the people from Dayao came seeking revenge, they would say Lin Baici did it.
This team was all wiped out, and Dayao’s people didn’t know who did it?
Quan Sangin wasn’t so naive. With Dayao’s strength, finding the culprit would be easy.
Forget about Ito Youhui’s group being outnumbered; even Lin Baici or Xia Hongyao alone could have killed them, so the outcome was without suspense.
In less than three minutes, when a large squad of fully armored imperial soldiers had the place surrounded tightly, the battle was already over.
"Red Medicine, clean up the battlefield!"
"Be careful, don’t damage the corpses!"
Yi Jisheng was very anxious.
Kim Jinsoo watched, as Yi Jisheng knelt on one knee next to the body of Heimu Xun, carefully wiping his chest with a damp cloth as if handling an antique, and she shivered involuntarily.
What on earth was this guy?
Kim Jinsoo looked at Yi Jisheng’s arm. Why could his severed arm be reattached?
He seemed not human, but if not human, then what could he be?
Lin Baici glanced at those imperial soldiers and then stopped paying attention to them, playing with the Dongying blade that Kim Myungjin had retrieved for him.
It was the kind of Japanese sword commonly seen in movies and animated works.
Lin Baici gripped the hilt with his right hand,
and with a metallic clink, he drew it from its sheath.
The blade was one and a half meters long, curved, entirely red, and inscribed with patterns of fierce demons.
The hilt was wrapped with red cord, and both it and the scabbard were dark red, as if the color of coagulated blood, giving off a sense of spiritual contamination. In any case, it evoked a feeling of discomfort.
The guard was a round coin-shaped piece of copper with a ghost face on it, and the blade seemed to spit out from the ghost’s mouth.
All in all, it had a very sinister design.
[Red Demon: the personal sword of a famous warlord during the Warring States period, soaked in the blood of three thousand surrendered enemies to "feed" the blade!]
[Once activated, it can summon a ghost warrior clad in red armor, invisible to human and electronic eyes, who will protect the owner to the death, and the main body has a great reduction effect against physical damage.]
Before Eater God could finish evaluating, Lin Baici whistled. With this blade, it was like having an additional bodyguard, and he could sleep without worry of being attacked overnight in God’s Ruins.
In God’s Ruins, firearms and other gunpowder weapons couldn’t be used, so Deity Hunters all wielded melee weapons. And this ghost warrior suffered very little physical damage, making it virtually a natural enemy, right?
This Red Demon was truly powerful.
Heimu Xun had simply been careless. The fox he summoned was lent to him by Dayao’s Monk master, a formidable strength. He had intended to kill Yi Jisheng with a swift strike, to intimidate and demoralize the enemies before slaughtering the rest. However, who could have expected Yi Jisheng was not human, and with only one arm remaining, he managed the counterkill.
Or rather, Heimu Xun died at the hands of Yi Jisheng, beyond human understanding. If he had only known the origin of this human model and been more cautious, it would not have been easy for Lin Baici to kill him.
Lin Baici held the blade, swung it a few times; it felt good, well-balanced, making it very suitable for slashing.
Lin Baici activated the Red Demon.
Immediately, a dark red mist swirled around the blade, and the Divine Power within Lin Baici’s body surged like a breached dam, flowing swiftly through his right arm toward the Red Demon.
And even more uncomfortable, a bone-chilling cold swept over him as if he was walking through a graveyard in the dead of night.
[Upon activation, the sword consumes a great deal of Divine Power and causes the wielder to develop a fondness for human corpses!]
[Over time, you’ll want to marry and raise children with corpses, living together forever!]
Lin Baici went numb, nearly dropping the sword.
What the hell! Why did it have to be this kind of negative effect?
The blade was powerful, but with prolonged use, it could induce necrophilia—who could stand that?
Lin Baici still wanted to be a normal person.
Gu Qingqiu didn’t understand why Lin Baici’s expression had changed from joy to deep depression. "The blade looks very beautiful!"
Lin Baici briefly enlightened him.
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Quan Sangin’s eyes, filled with greed, roared silently at the sight of the Red Demon. If you don’t want it, give it to me. I’m not afraid of becoming a freak.
Kim Jinsoo also thought Lin Baici and the others were too picky. How could such a powerful Taboo thing be disdained for a little flaw?