Chapter 108

Killing monsters inside Castlevania can make you stronger, and there is a very small probability of obtaining fantasy objects.

Wu Pifu hasn't obtained any fantasy objects yet, but he already knows what the so-called becoming stronger is...

Negative!

To be precise, it is something similar to negative things.

When he kills monsters inside Castlevania, it's not obvious for weak monsters, but when slightly stronger and larger monsters are killed, faint light particles will appear in the powder after they are crushed. These light particles will fall into his body.

As these light particles fall into his body, his flesh and blood change. His qi and blood and blood aura start to run excitedly as if he had eaten a panacea. The blood aura is like pulp and mercury, and great power is born during the operation in the body.

But at the same time, his Sleepless Spiritual Light was slightly suppressed, the light began to become slightly dim, and slight negative emotions flickered in his mind.

Some kind of pollution was stimulating his flesh and blood and spirit. Wu Pifu didn't know how others felt, but having cultivated the Sleepless Spiritual Light, he was particularly sensitive to this. This peculiar external energy stimulated his flesh and blood to continue to become stronger like a treasure of heaven and earth, but it also increased his negative burden.

Perhaps the people in this world didn't feel it so deeply, but having both practiced national martial arts to look inside himself and having the Sleepless Spiritual Light to control his spirit, Wu Pifu knew everything about the most subtle changes in his flesh and blood and spirit. After killing all the skeleton soldiers in the hall, he closed his eyes and perceived it slightly, and he knew the general idea.

Forty-six skeleton soldiers were equivalent to about three catties of pig demon meat stimulating and improving the body, but the negative was subtly accumulating in his spirit. It was also thanks to his Sleepless Spiritual Light burning these negatives that he could gradually calm and eliminate them over time.

This improvement was actually negligible to him. His daily training had this effect. Forty-six skeleton soldiers didn't have as much improvement as he had in one day of training.

But this was for his flesh and blood!

If ordinary people obtained the improvement of these forty-six skeleton soldiers, their flesh and blood could be strengthened from a weak scholar to a strong man. This improvement range was not small.

And this was only the lowest-level chaos monster. Wu Pifu thought slightly about it. The strength of these skeleton soldiers was worse than that of an ordinary normal male, and their flexibility was much worse. Except for the terrifying appearance, they had no supernatural power. As long as there was courage, any normal adult male could easily solve them.

It can be said that the "experience point" improvement range inside this Castlevania was really not small.

But this negative accumulation was also terrifying.

No, this was not just simply negative!

Wu Pifu sensed it carefully and felt that this thing could only be described by the two words "pollution," subtly acting on the flesh and blood and spirit. If there was no method to look inside oneself, one would only feel that the environment here was depressing, and at the same time, one would accumulate fatigue during the battle. Over time, the body would be infiltrated by this kind of pollution, and in the end, one would really turn into a member of the monsters in this Castlevania.

Wu Pifu didn't have time to think about it at this time. He stood in this hall and stood silently with his eyes closed.

The state of the heart lake at the village entrance appeared again.

With him as the center, the surrounding area seemed to turn into a calm lake surface. A thought arose, and the lake surface suddenly surged with waves, and then spread to the surroundings in the form of ripples, encountering any living things, monsters, and even objects, and then folded back.

The next second, Wu Pifu opened his eyes and walked toward one of the doors.

Various main roads, various secret rooms, and various traps in Castlevania emerge one after another, and this is a chaos domain, in a state of chaotic change, so it is impossible to have a specific terrain map. There are only general area locations because of the existence of the commanders and Demon Kings of each region. What Wu Pifu has to do now is to go to the location with the most monsters.

No matter where the bird fell, killing the monsters of Castlevania is always right. The more you kill, the fewer monsters in Castlevania in the short term. Although they will be reborn on the next full moon night, the fewer monsters, the safer the bird is.

This is the simplest thinking. At this time, every second counts, and Wu Pifu didn't have time to think too much, so he could only go to the next room at the fastest speed.

In the next room, this seemed to be an art display room. As Wu Pifu stepped into it, those oil paintings, those sculptures, and those armors all became active. Moonlight shone in from outside the window, and the portraits in the oil paintings all stretched out their upper bodies, then the oil paintings floated up, and the sculptures and armors also moved their bodies and walked toward Wu Pifu.

At the same time, the door behind him turned into a wall, and the door disappeared after he passed through it.

"Hello, everyone."

Wu Pifu looked at the portraits stretching out from the oil paintings. Although he knew they were monsters, at least they had human shapes... half human shapes, so he said seriously, "I'm looking for a small emerald green bird. May I ask if you have seen her? If you can tell me her whereabouts, I will be very grateful and will definitely not hurt you."

The statues and activated armors naturally had no reaction, and the portraits in these dozen oil paintings were all pouncing toward Wu Pifu. Most of them showed ferocity, and their appearances began to twist toward the uncanny valley effect. However, there were also a few oil paintings that showed mockery, and they didn't pounce forward immediately, but slowed down midway, waiting to watch a good show.

Wu Pifu picked up the big knife and just slashed with one knife first. The two statues in front were directly cut off, the knife light was white as jade, and it flashed again, and three more activated armors were torn apart.

It was really a massacre. Under the waving of the big knife, Wu Pifu's figure couldn't even be seen clearly. Only the light of the knife could be seen. Within ten meters, everything became a knife light domain. By the time the remaining few oil paintings came back to their senses, all the statues, activated armors, oil paintings, etc., had completely vanished into thin air. Wu Pifu tried hard to make a pleasing, but actually ferocious, smile, and said very politely, "Can you please tell me the whereabouts of that little bird? I will be very grateful."

The portraits in the two oil paintings all showed confusion, doubt, and blankness on their faces. But after that, their faces all twisted, and they all pounced toward Wu Pifu.

Wu Pifu sighed, and slashed forward with the big knife. Except for the two oil paintings that were not affected because of his control, the other oil paintings had been completely shattered.

The two oil paintings were not annoyed either. They bared their fangs and brandished their claws, but didn't touch Wu Pifu, and immediately knew they had met a tough character.

They were a few monsters with partial intelligence, but they were not high-level themselves, and their combat power was weak. However, because they were in the front hall, they could also contact many powerful extraordinary beings who came to Castlevania. One of them laughed wildly with a harsh and gloomy voice, "Another traveler pursuing justice, or pursuing desire, has come."

Another portrait spat out a tongue several inches long, licking the air while saying, "Very soon, you will also become one of us. If you are lucky, you can probably become a high-level monster. If you are unlucky, if you encounter various leaders and are completely swallowed by them, you won't even be able to become a monster."

"Hahaha, we are immortal. You absolutely cannot..."

Wu Pifu didn't pay attention to them, just searched left and right, confirmed that there were no other monsters, and then put down the big knife in his hand. In the puzzled eyes of the two monsters, he calmed his mind, and a ball of light floated out from between his brows.

He directly sacrificed the Sleepless Spiritual Light, and as soon as he sacrificed it, he immediately urged it to the limit.

In an instant, the monster remains on the ground directly turned into black gas, and this black gas made various burning sounds and miserable howls when illuminated by the Sleepless Spiritual Light. At the same time, these two intact oil paintings also began to howl miserably. The oil painting paper seemed to have slight burn marks, but Wu Pifu controlled the intensity of the Sleepless Spiritual Light, letting it stay in a state of fine roasting without burning.

!

"...What is this!? Ah, it hurts so much!"

"I'm going to disappear! Impossible! This is the chaos domain! Those extraordinary beings who believe in new gods can't do this!"

Wu Pifu immediately used a sincere, incomparable, and kind smile, plus a gentle, incomparable, and requesting tone, "I beg you, tell me the whereabouts of that bird, and I will immediately release this light, okay?"

In the eyes of the two monsters, the human in front of them looked at them with a ferocious smile, and at the same time used a mocking tone to mock them. Some kind of peculiar feeling made them suddenly furious.

Because the human in front of them was very weak!

They felt that as long as they dodged the big knife, they could abuse and kill this human in minutes!

So both portrait monsters were silent, just looking at Wu Pifu with vicious eyes. Anyway, they weren't afraid of death. What if they died once?

So, under Wu Pifu's gaze, the two portrait monsters were roasted into charcoal, and then shattered and dissipated inch by inch.

Seeing this scene, although Wu Pifu was disappointed, he was also full of admiration for these two portrait monsters.

The pain of being roasted alive could not reveal the information. If it were another era, or another normal person, this would be a martyr.

"I didn't expect the monsters of this Castlevania to be so loyal to the Demon King. It's really unyielding..."

Wu Pifu didn't delay either, retracted the Sleepless Spiritual Light, and then turned and walked to the next room.

And just as these two portrait monsters dissipated, in the Demon King Hall at the highest point of Castlevania, a giant human nearly ten meters tall sat on a blood-red chair. He held a wine glass in one hand and supported his head with the other, his eyes closed as if he were thinking about something.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly.

At this time, shadows gathered around him, and a voice said, "Master, has the battlefield of the Reverse City encountered twists and turns? Is the giant of the end... so powerful?"

The giant shook his head slightly and didn't explain, just murmured, "Completely disappeared? Not absorbed by stronger pollution, but directly polluted and dissipated?"

"Send people to count the number of monsters in each area, especially count the number of newborn monsters..."

"Interesting things have happened."