Chapter 559: As Support, Let Me Scout the Path for You First

Cecilia did not disappoint Tang Luo; he quickly got Clement to join Tang Luo's team.

Thus, the strongest exorcist squad was formed.

The members were Support Tang Luo and a bunch of weaklings waiting to be strengthened and charge forward.

A very perfect configuration; with this kind of configuration, they definitely had to be taken out for some tempering.

Only then could the meaning and importance of the squad's formation be shown.

"Let's set a small goal first," Tang Luo said. "Kill one million demons."

"The number of demons probably isn't that high," Holt said.

"One million? If I kill one in 10 seconds, 100 seconds is 10, 1,000 seconds is 100, 10,000 seconds is 1,000, 100,000 seconds is 10,000..." Dupont started calculating.

By the end, he got confused.

Fortunately, Lola rescued him in time: "Stop calculating, you brainless idiot. You kill one demon in 10 seconds, and in 10,000 seconds you can still kill 1,000? Do you think you won't get tired?"

"My stamina is great!" Dupont retorted unconvincingly.

"Heh." Lola laughed mockingly.

Cecilia looked at the few people with a smile, especially staring at Tang Luo, her eyes shining with dazzling brilliance.

Beside her was the taciturn Clement, a woman who looked perfectly ordinary, except her sacred weapon was a whip.

So when she fought, it was very queenly.

Before joining the Holy Order, Clement and Cecilia were friends.

"It's possible," Tang Luo suddenly said.

"What?" Everyone looked at him.

"Kill one in 10 seconds, 10,000 seconds can kill 1,000," Tang Luo said. "As long as I'm here, you can do it."

"For real?"

"Power buff?" Holt asked curiously.

Tang Luo nodded.

To achieve the effect of "endless battle, not a bit tired," Boundless Dharma alone isn't enough; it needs to be paired with Enlightenment Healing to help recover stamina.

But there's no need to explain in detail.

Mystery is also a manifestation of strength; Tang Luo has already demonstrated his support ability.

What specific effect can be achieved, let these people experience it for themselves.

No matter how eloquently it's described, it can't compare to the effect of personal experience.

"Where is our destination?" Holt asked.

The place they were in was a train carriage, with no more field personnel.

Not even passengers, only necessary train staff, only the few of them.

After all, five Generals moving out together, their draw was on par with the Sacred Heart; the appearance of demons would be an inevitable result.

Tang Luo spread out the prepared map, pointed at a spot, and the few people gathered to look.

"What's special about this place?" Dupont was very puzzled.

"A valley," Holt said.

"There are quite a few settlements around, not a small population," Lola glanced over.

"If we stay in such a place, as time goes on..." Cecilia didn't continue.

The implication was very clear; most likely they would be besieged by demons.

Among the five people, only Dupont didn't see anything.

The other four were all old hands; they knew very well what places might encounter danger, what places were relatively safer.

Only Dupont didn't have much concept. But he always operated alone, and was inherently a restless temperament, with explosive initiative.

It was always him chasing demons, never demons chasing him.

The other Generals all had experience breaking out of potential encirclements formed by demons, and were very sensitive to this.

"This is exactly the effect I want," Tang Luo said.

"Good!" Holt said. "Men should strive to fight!"

Hot blood, ignited!

"Interesting." Lola looked at Tang Luo, as if wanting to see something from his calm expression.

Cecilia then said: "If the five of us join forces with Lord Tang Luo and don't even dare risk this much danger, then what exorcists are we?"

Clement nodded silently.

"I'll hit one thousand!" Dupont set his small goal.

"Thud!"

A sound came from above their heads, as if some heavy object had smashed onto the speeding train.

The train's speed, honestly speaking, wasn't too fast.

But given the current situation, it was also the fastest means of transport — only riding a horse might be faster than the train within a certain time frame.

Being able to smash the carriage roof and make a sound was obviously not a good omen.

"Eat my Flame Fist!" Dupont reacted fast, and liked to shout loudly during battle.

He entered combat form and punched upward.

Surging flames, not merely high temperature but also violent power; the formed fire pillar tore through the charred carriage roof.

And incidentally burned a mid-tier demon on the roof into a fireball.

Which turned to powder and vanished in mid-air.

It wasn't that Dupont's Flame Fist temperature really reached the level of instantly carbonizing a demon into powder.

He merely killed the demon; turning to dust is a demon's standard post-death procedure.

"Hahaha! A mere mid-tier demon dares act arrogant before me, Grandpa Dupont—ah!"

Dupont flew out of the carriage through the large hole he himself had blasted open.

Tang Luo, who had thrown Dupont out, was perfectly calm: "Next time a demon appears on the train, you make the move."

Lola, under Tang Luo's gaze, nodded, then asked curiously: "You've figured out our abilities?"

Tang Luo merely glanced at Holt.

Holt spoke with righteous confidence: "Isn't it only natural for teammates to understand each other?"

"Forget it, it's not like it's some secret anyway," Lola said.

Five Generals — naturally, their combat styles all differ.

Holt is a heavy-armored warrior, Dupont is a pyromaniac chuunibyou, Clement is the Whip Queen.

And Lola bears the title "Trickster Enchantress"; her sacred weapon is a staff — initially only good for bludgeoning, now it can cast certain "tricks."

Including "Teleport" and "Binding Chains."

On a speeding train, her combat style is the least likely to damage the carriage.

As for the other one, Cecilia, his ability is even more special, known as "Paradise Lost."

His sacred weapon is a book, also called *Paradise Lost*; opening it summons projections of other exorcists to fight.

The reason Cecilia sought out Tang Luo lies in this — he wants to paint Tang Luo into his *Paradise Lost*, and thereby his strength would skyrocket!

Simply wanting to paint someone into Paradise Lost is not easy; it requires the other person's consent — not surface consent, but genuine consent.

So he must build good relationships with people.

The reason Lola calls Cecilia a social butterfly lies here as well.

He can converse with any exorcist — not a condescending dialogue where the other party answers in fear and trepidation.

But an exchange that makes one feel comfortable, pleasant, with a touch of slight excitement.

In Cecilia's Paradise Lost, there are fully over a hundred exorcist portraits.

Among them are the other four Generals — Lola only reluctantly agreed for the sake of the war against demons, absolutely not because she was licked into great comfort by Cecilia back then.

However, the summoned projections certainly do not possess combat power as strong as the originals.

Otherwise, Dupont would have told Cecilia: "I'd have to call you the strongest."

"I'm back!"

Dupont descended from the sky, accurately passing through the large hole and landing back in the carriage.

Only to discover the interior was already empty — everyone had packed up and transferred to another carriage.

Although the destination was a valley where no one lived nearby, before that, Tang Luo and the others had deliberately made a conspicuous show of themselves in every surrounding settlement.

Costing two days' time, only then did they openly gather at the valley.

The valley overall resembles a washbasin; near-vertical cliffs at nearly ninety degrees — even a General would need some effort to climb out.

From the lowest point to the ground outside, it is a full fifty meters; from the cliff edge to the top, thirty-odd meters as well.

An excellent spot to be besieged.

Tang Luo and the others barbecued right here.

"Lower the temperature, you've charred another one." Tang Luo coached the human flamethrower Dupont, "You've already ruined a full twenty fish."

"My flames are for burning demons!"

Dupont really wanted to say that, but Tang Luo was too strong; he didn't dare, and could only obey meekly.

"Haven't you noticed? I've already started training you, making you stronger," Tang Luo said.

"Huh?" Dupont blanked for a moment.

"Your flame arms — in terms of pure destructive power, even Holt can't compare," Tang Luo said, "But do you know why you can't beat him?"

"Because I was careless," Dupont held his head high and chest out, then was slapped to the ground by Tang Luo.

"Because your power is too dispersed."

Tang Luo said, "You only want fiercer, bigger, yet forget the leakage of power — able to release but not retract. If you can learn to truly converge your power, then release it…"

"I see!" Dupont abruptly clapped his hands.

This is actually a very simple principle.

However, Dupont himself never thought of it; others did think of it — but who would go tell Dupont?

Even if told, would Dupont listen?

This guy only knows "You don't know shit; only fierce enough power is big enough power."

He doesn't even accept defeat to Holt who beat him, let alone anyone else.

Only Tang Luo, this strongest support who can casually slap Dupont to the ground, make him convinced in heart, and — most importantly — make his body most obedient, can get Dupont to listen meekly.

"Fish!"

Dupont found a new target, like he'd been injected with chicken blood.

Successful marketing loves this kind of student.

But for everyone else, this method isn't necessary; only real, solid combat can bring improvement.

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"Only a hundred low-tier demons, five mid-tier — they're looking down on us."

A few hours later, Dupont said, looking at the demons that had appeared in the valley.

"Don't rush, this is just the appetizer; don't be eager to move. I reckon these demons have already received the World Destroyer's orders," Tang Luo said.

Sure enough, those demons did not act as usual — shouting and killing the moment they appeared — but floated and stood in place.

Silently staring at Tang Luo and the others.

Black hair drifted.

After a short silence, the wailing cries of "Exorcist..." began to ring out, incessant.

"So noisy."

Tang Luo waved casually, and vast power surged forth, crossing the distance between them to instantly tear apart several dozen demons, including those few middle-rank demons screaming the loudest.

"..."

"..."

Whatever happened to the agreement not to rush into action?

"As support, let me scout the path for you first." Tang Luo's expression didn't change.

You call this scouting? You've already killed half the enemies!