Chapter 915: Reward for Slaying

A hundred ghosts roam.

Yuan Feng turned his head in shock, his expression quite fearful as he looked at the Undead Body summoned by Lin An.

White phantoms shot out rapidly from beside him, the sudden drop in temperature making him shudder involuntarily.

What kind of ability is this!?

Watching the Undead Body rush into the distance, he momentarily felt dazed.

He originally thought he could create Undead, considering his idea extraordinary, but he never imagined Lin An could actually control Undead.

That fully opened bronze door, just a glance inside, gave the feeling that even one's soul was being dragged in.

What a strange skill—is it equipment or talent?

No wonder...

No wonder Lin An could detect his abnormality.

After the last sliver of hope was let go, Yuan Feng gulped, and his true body, hiding far away, instinctively retreated another hundred meters.

Can't afford to provoke, can't afford to provoke...

Looking at Lin An's profile, he couldn't help but curse quietly.

Really a pervert... just how many abilities does this guy have!?

At the same time, he grew more curious about what level of enemy would require Lin An to set an ambush.

Ignoring Yuan Feng beside him, Lin An tapped his fingertip at the small building riddled with cracks, directing a mass of Undead Bodies in a suicidal charge.

Although the opponent might not last much longer, his style toward enemies has always been to exterminate completely, leaving no future trouble.

What if he has a trump card? What if he can also transform like him?

Compared to the Undead legion summoned in the first death match, this time a large number of points were exchanged from the long‑accumulated Death God Crystal, releasing a flood of Second‑Level Undead Bodies.

It didn't matter how much damage they could inflict; Lin An only needed to drain the opponent's strength.

Killing the opponent would recoup all losses.

Spiritual Entities surged forward.

Inside the building, the silver‑haired man, his consciousness nearly frozen stiff, panted heavily, his fists whipping up gusts as he desperately pounded the remaining Undead Bodies.

His Spiritual Energy was dim and dark, like a flickering point of light.

His Spiritual Energy had already been exhausted once, and his entire abdomen swelled like a balloon about to burst.

His bodily integrity collapsed; the human serving as his vessel had already been drained of over half its life force.

He looked like a hunched half‑human, half‑snake.

The snake head protruding from his skull lifted weakly, its jaws dry and open.

He simply couldn't swallow any more.

Fortunately, after activating his racial talent, the number of Spiritual Entities dropped from sixteen to nine, greatly easing his pressure.

Otherwise, with life force being drawn in turns, even his true body would be turned into a desiccated corpse.

Lin... An!!!

Gritting his teeth, his white vertical pupils filled with extreme killing intent.

He had been driven to the limit of rage; if Lin An stood before him, he would gladly devour his flesh and blood, crush his bones, and tear him apart piece by piece to make him feel his own pain!!

A mere Third‑Level Intermediate has driven me to such desperation!

His strength absolutely matches two peers of the same rank; even counting the No. 4 that Lin An slew, he finds he hasn't underestimated them in the slightest!

The Perfect One...

Just one step, only one step away!

He didn't know whether he regretted sending those two intermediates away or ached over the life force he'd spent; his extreme anger nearly drove him mad.

Unlike usual combat, which consumes the vessel's life force.

Activating the racial talent consumes the true body.

With half of his life force lost, if he fails to kill Lin An...

After the mission failed, he could hardly imagine how to report back to the existence behind the gate.

That brutal punishment is worse than death.

A glance at the Undead Bodies still shuttling inside his body made his gaze turn icy.

In his perception, that aura of hatred never faded; he could even imagine Lin An standing far away, sneering at his miserable state.

Won't you run... Lin An!

You'll regret it!!

I can hold on... waiting for him to exhaust himself...

Furious roar.

Huh!?

A surge of killing intent rose as the silver‑haired man prepared to expend his last life‑force reserve, breaking through Spiritual Entity control by force; in his perception, hundreds of white phantoms with the same aura rushed rapidly toward him.

Although their aura was weaker than the Undead Bodies inside the room, they were genuine, hard‑to‑kill ghost creatures.

His whole body shuddered.

In an instant, twisted ghost faces streamed through the walls and appeared before his eyes.

Gloop—

Like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, he felt his limbs go numb, his vertical pupils filled with despair.

Still coming!?

Why the hell are there still more!!!

No one knows how desperate he feels inside; on his ferocious snake‑like face, a human‑like despair actually appears.

Like the last straw that breaks the camel's back, hundreds of white ghostly shadows rushed toward his body, together with the remaining nine, all drilling into his body.

Flesh withered, Withering.

At the brink of death, realizing he had truly fallen into an unsolvable desperate situation, the snake head's vertical pupils were filled with extreme grief and anger.

"Ahhhh!!"

"Lin An! This is you forcing me!!"

Heart-rending, a furious roar.

In an instant, a bone-white broken finger slowly shot out from the snake head's spine.

Hovering, spinning.

The seemingly ordinary white bone of the broken finger, upon appearing, emitted a terrifying aura.

For a moment, it seemed to collectively suppress the Undead Bodies, freezing them in place.

A hundred meters outside the building.

At the moment the bone finger appeared, Lin An, who had been gathering sword qi, suddenly twitched his eyelid.

A strong sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Ignoring distance, ignoring rank, in his perception, a terrifying danger suddenly appeared inside that building.

This feeling... was somewhat similar to the giant eye that appeared at the end of the trial.

It... Fourth Stage!!

"Retreat!!"

With a fierce shout, he frantically retreated.

Descent activated, Lin An instantly used Blink, flashing toward the Rear.

In an instant, an intangible wave like crimson clouds burst forth violently!

"Bang!!"

Glass shattered, floors collapsed.

The circular red wave had no physical impact, more like an attack upon the soul.

Feeling the red wave narrowly graze him, Lin An's heart tightened; he saw Yuan Feng in the distance, unable to escape, instantly swept by the wave and turned into scattered debris, dead beyond death.

Is this... the trump card of those pursuers?

Staring fixedly at the collapsed building, Lin An's eyes were full of solemnity.

How ruthless!

His vigilance was indeed correct; the opponent actually hid a trump card capable of unleashing a Fourth Stage attack?

What on earth could make the opponent want to kill me so badly!!

Although he didn't know how this attack was launched, being able to let a Third Stage burst forth such power certainly requires a heavy price.

In his perception, all the Undead Bodies had been cleared in a single strike by the previous attack, as if specifically prepared to counter this kind of spirit body.

Is it a one-time use, or can it be used again?

Lin An slightly bowed his body, his right hand tightly gripping Cain's Blade, continuously exhaling a chilling sword qi.

If it could still be used... then I would have no choice but to flee.

In the wreckage, a huge half-human, half-snake monster slowly rose into the air.

"Lin... An...!!"

Slurred, a low growl filled with murderous madness rang out.

The exposed snake head's true form looked miserable beyond compare, its pale white bones covered in cracks.

His life force extremely weak, the silver-haired man staggered mid-flight, at this point seeming to have lost his reason.

Anguished heartache to the extreme.

Gazing at Lin An in the distance, the silver-haired man's heart held only endless killing intent.

As a trump card not even allowed to be used until the final moment, he had already employed it.

He could imagine that even if he killed Lin An, it would not be enough to compensate for the cost of using it.

On the ground, the finger bone that had unleashed the Fourth Stage attack now had no aura left.

"I want... to kill you!!"

His eyes mad, dragging his shattered body, the silver-haired man's only thought was to kill Lin An as he staggered forward; a dim, almost intangible dark red spiritual energy struggled to surface on his body.

That was his final strike.

Although using the ultimate trump card cleared the field in one strike, under the onslaught of numerous Undead Bodies, he had also exhausted all his life force and spiritual energy reserves.

They stood opposed.

In the distance, watching the swaying snake head fly over, Lin An's gaze slightly relaxed.

He could feel that the opponent had run out of fuel, only a last trace of spiritual energy left.

If that trump card were usable, it probably wouldn't have come flying like this.

And yet he still wants to kill me?

With a cold snort, a flicker of coldness flashed in Lin An's eyes as he frenziedly poured spiritual energy into Cain's Blade.

If so...

Then I'll send you on your way!

"Boom!!"

"Roar!!!!"

In an instant, the various high explosives buried under the wreckage detonated instantly; a streak of orange-red light first collapsed inward, then suddenly expanded, forming a ball of scorching fire before booming!

The earth trembled; the violent explosion generated a shapeless mushroom cloud that slowly rose into the sky.

At the same time, a sword light almost a hundred meters long also instantly slashed toward the explosion's center.

In the firelight, an unwilling snake head let out its final wail.

"Ah ah ah ah....!!!"

"No...!!!"

If resentment could condense, the silver-haired man's unwillingness and grudge at this moment would likely become a new supernatural incident.

As the sword light fell, he never managed a second attack even until death.

"Ding, slain Alien Species in YiKongjian, gained 27 points of Human Honor."

"Gained 6 points of Spiritual Energy Limit."

"Gained Alien Species material*1, Reborn Snake Skull (Orange Quality, Broken)."

"Gained Special Material: Finger Bone."

"Gained White Equipment (Elite Combat Uniform), gained Blue Equipment (Battlefield Waistband), gained Blue Equipment (Polar Gauntlets)..."

System prompts sounded continuously.

Half a minute later, inside the pit.

Lin An frowned slightly, his sword tip continually probing the cracked white bone snake head on the ground.

In the blurred snake eyes blown apart, one could still faintly see the grief and despair before death.

He sighed, Lin An glanced at the expanse of scorched pit.

Too shattered...

He struggled for half a day, yet could not piece together the body of this Alien Species.

What a pity, shattered like this, even if he wanted to resurrect the corpse he couldn't...

However, licking the corner of his mouth, his face showed a playful cold smile.

The system prompt only occurs once.

It seems another Alien Species had already fled early.