Chapter 166: Frontal Assault

"Suppress her!"

Upon hearing this.

The orc Amy reacted the fastest.

She suddenly took a deep breath.

"Roar!!!"

A thunderous roar suddenly erupted!

The orc's innate spiritual technique—【Frenzy War Cry】!

A fierce sound wave radiated outward from the orc as its center.

The furniture and curtains in the room, along with the sound waves, formed a powerful spiritual shock!

Low-rank individuals facing this spiritual technique would immediately suffer internal organ damage from the shock, and worse, could die directly from cerebral hemorrhage.

Even those of a higher rank than the user would fall into paralysis if caught off guard!

The feathered person Caroline's figure stiffened slightly.

Buzz!

Rod's figure became semi-transparent, and the air emitted the sound of intense friction between flesh and air.

When he appeared again, he had already reached the side of the feathered person Caroline.

The 【Sacrificial Body Sword】 in his hand, not yet fully recovered, crazily swallowed spiritual energy, instantly forming a spiritual giant sword that pierced the ceiling.

【Giant Slash】!

However, just as it was about to fall.

Rod noticed that the halo on the feathered person Caroline's body had been producing an effect similar to 【Misplaced Shadow】.

The originally intended path of the spiritual giant sword's slash differed from her by a full body length; even if it struck, it would not touch her at all!

"Misplaced Shadow?"

Rod's right hand, gripping the sword, immediately twisted, forcibly changing the downward chop into a horizontal slash.

This feathered person did not use a magical shield.

The sharp spiritual energy immediately collided with her flesh.

No!

The paralysis effect of 【Frenzy War Cry】 was ultimately limited.

Especially when facing a seventh-rank Demon Swordsman.

Perhaps due to the halo on her body carrying the Misplaced Shadow effect on its own, Rod could not tell when she had raised the long sword in her hand to her side.

At the moment of contact with 【Giant Slash】, she twisted her right hand, snapping the spiritual giant sword in two, while the sword tip suddenly thrust toward Rod's face.

"Rough swordsmanship."

Her expressionless face, with those pale eyes beneath long white eyelashes, did not look at Rod; she even had the time to comment.

Rod reacted with godlike speed, instinctively turning his head to dodge the opponent's direct thrust.

However, the Misplaced Shadow effect of the feathered person's halo also took effect on the weapon.

By the time his thoughts caught up, the sword tip was already about to pierce his forehead.

Behind.

The zombie Selena finished casting her spell.

Wail!

A mournful wail like that of evil ghosts and spirits instantly erupted in the room.

The floor beneath the feathered person Caroline had already turned into a pool of blood, among which floated skull heads dyed scarlet, opening their mouths to emit wails even more unpleasant than those of the Banshee Chris.

Crimson chains shot out from the blood pool, wrapping around the feathered person's body and locking her firmly in place.

Especially at the joints, which made her movements particularly slow.

【Wailing Chains】!

Rod was thus spared from the attack.

Sensing that Selena's attack had not yet ceased, he retreated backward.

At the same time, three blue ice spheres passed by him.

Striking directly into the body of the feathered person Caroline.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The ice spheres exploded in succession.

White frost mist spread, condensing into a large frozen area at the spot where she had just been.

【Olu's Ice Seal Sphere】!

"Amy hates the cold."

The orc Amy, being the closest, was nearly caught by the frost mist and hurriedly retreated.

But she was not letting her guard down.

The orc's superhuman intuition allowed her to instantly locate the target; she raised her hand and swung her blade to meet a sudden red figure approaching from the side.

Clang!!!

A powerful wave of spiritual energy rushed toward her face.

Amy was defeated in this single clash, completely unable to withstand the opponent's force; she was knocked through the wall like a cannonball and shot out of the house.

And that red figure stood calmly in place.

Glancing casually at Rod, who was still present.

Rod sized him up and couldn't help but laugh aloud.

The devil's red skin, sharp horns, and the fanged, exposed face.

He wore Fried Argyle's clothes.

"Devil kind? Pretending to be someone from the Argyle family? You certainly know how to play."

The devil Atou did not take up his thread, but instead reached out a hand toward him.

"Ranger Rod, do you have any interest in serving my Lord?"

"Purgatory? What strange races are inside?"

Hearing this, the devil Atou paused, stunned.

He then recalled the continuous succession of strange-race women by the other's side.

So he smiled.

Devils have always liked people with great desires.

"Only what you can't think of, nothing you won't encounter."

At that moment.

A thread of magic flew in from outside, drilling straight into his body.

There was not the slightest reaction.

"【Possession Removal】?"

The witch Dimia rose outside the house using 【Levitation】.

Her expression was extremely serious.

She said, "This devil is not pretending. Whenever someone from the Argyle family enters Shi Ying Town, the Guardian Array reacts. This is due to the Argyle family's special bloodline. This person reacts the same way. Since 【Possession Removal】 had no reaction, the true Fried Argyle has already fallen and transformed into a devil."

"Precisely so."

The devil Atou bared his large mouth full of interlocking canine teeth. "I have been reborn, named Atou!"

"Argyle's retainer, witch Dimia, the class shackles you have long suffered from, my Lord has a way to remove them, as long as you are willing to join us."

"Don't even think about it, devil!"

Dimia shouted angrily.

Magic surged around her, manifesting nearly twenty yellow-green 【Acid Orbs】.

Moreover, 【Acid Mist】 spread out in a large cloud around her.

"No wonder she's a witch, her casting speed is truly fast!"

Buzz!

He vanished instantly from his spot.

But Rod saw the trail of fire he dragged through the air.

As if predicting, he flung a 【Scream Slash】, but the broken sword's power was greatly reduced, causing only a brief stagnation in the opponent.

Still, it served to alert Dimia, so that would do.

"Selena, Tally, go help her. Get Pan Ni to come over. Amy! No sleeping! Go fight that devil!"

Crack!

The ice inside the room made a sound of splitting.

Then came the swift arc of a blade.

Caroline, the feathered human with a holy aura, burst out through the ice.

"Human, do you still have the energy to care for others?"

Before the battle began, Rod had dumped 10 points of 【Growth Spirit】 into the not-fully-recovered 【Dedication Body Sword】.

It was passable.

The skills were barely adequate, even rolling out 【Intermediate Sharpness】 and 【Basic Spell Nullification】.

But unfortunately, it failed to roll the fast recovery effect.

Whether such a fast skill even existed was debatable; Rod was too lazy to bet on that possibility.

In fact, a weapon with a broken cross-section greatly hinders the transmission of Spirit.

Facing a Seventh-Tier opponent, this was a fatal flaw.

He simply sheathed it.

The blade slid back into the scabbard; the hilt trembled, emitting a aggrieved wail.

"Didn't I tell you, feathered humans and devils don't mix well?"

He rolled his shoulders.

Placing his hand on the hilt of the 【Soul-Trembling Blade】.

He immediately dumped 10 points of 【Growth Spirit】.

This sword was truly outrageous.

Not only was it useless for chopping, but the skills it rolled had no trash, only worse trash.

After that, he rarely added points to it.

Not long ago, he learned of a constant spell called 【Adamant Touch】 that grants weapons the Adamant attribute.

He planned to gather enough money and just make it constant on the thing!

(End of Chapter)