Chapter 122: Physical exorcism is the most deadly!

Blue Tile Heart Tavern.

Today, compared to yesterday, there are many more customers.

Aside from some being demon hunters.

Many are locals, and they are locals of not low rank.

At this time, many locals have gathered together, discussing heatedly.

"Damn, Black River Valley is no place to stay; yesterday the widow next door secretly called me over to fix her pipes, and I spent most of the night on it."

"Today I want to go back to her place to see if anything needs fixing."

"As it turned out, that mere level‑5 widow knight jumped straight onto the ceiling and even had the nerve to tell me to come up and have fun with her."

"You don't know how creepy that laugh is—his tongue is longer than my dagger."

"Sounds like this mutant isn't half bad!" a nearby supernatural being joked.

Laughter came from the surrounding crowd.

"You say, isn't it possible that it's not our turn for Black River Valley, but… it's already begun?"

Just as he approached, the Light Missionary cleric‑robed demon hunter grabbed his collar.

Take downed the fruit wine in front of him in one gulp.

"A despicable outlander demon hunter with no martial virtue."

Take took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

The drunk supernatural being jumped down from his chair and walked over.

His clothes may not fit well, but they suit the situation perfectly.

They look like they've fled the Black River Valley City‑state.

Within his precise sight.

A sentence from the crowd.

Steam demon hunter Andre·Fan's squad member had just come down the stairs.

"Sure! I can give you a free physical exorcism—come try it."

With a "Peng!" sound.

"But the angry devil has already begun to breed!"

"Peng!"

There, the bizarre puppet strings, using raindrops as their context, spread throughout the Black River Valley City‑state.

Especially those supernatural beings who fled from inside the Black River Valley High Tower City‑state, the puppet‑string context covers their whole bodies.

"I think the devil of your greed has already been expelled, right?"

"Exactly."

Those strange puppet strings have indeed been expelled in part.

His gaze gradually swept over the whole tavern.

"That's because you're opening it the wrong way."

The agile supernatural being, his mouth bloody from the beating, dared not resist—he's only level 17.

The tavern was a bit dull and oppressive.

Those words instantly drew the gaze of many supernatural beings in the tavern.

"Otherwise… you won't be able to leave Black River Valley."

What met the eye was a group of demon hunters whose levels were generally thirty or above.

Inside the tavern, which had once again become lively and noisy.

Exactly!

"You can choose to pay, or you can choose to be free like him!"

That directly silenced many of the supernatural beings in the tavern.

"I heard that many supernatural beings from several other High Tower City‑states are crowding toward Holy Landau."

The demon hunter clad in the Light Missionary's clerical robe nodded and said.

"That exaggerated?"

"Hey… outlander demon hunter."

The border town where Take is located is still okay.

"And then, in the blink of an eye, it turned into a heavy downpour—is the weather here always like this?"

"The herders we have to deal with today… will be many."

The agile supernatural being's miserable cry cut off abruptly.

A terrifying power is gestating deep within the Black River Valley High Tower City‑state.

"If this continues, even if we go to Holy Landau we'll end up begging."

In Take's precise context vision.

"I've already been lenient—you haven't seen how they dealt with those Dark Day Evil Falls before; if you heard the details, you wouldn't be able to eat for three days."

Inside the corner of the Blue Tile Heart Tavern!

And Take learned from the mouths of those escaped supernatural beings that in the other two border towns, there are also quite a few demon hunters.

But what astonished many supernatural beings was…

"We've set up an exorcism zone at Sheep Pen Keeper No. 6."

After throwing that knocked‑out supernatural being to the ground.

Andre·Fan: "……"

"Really?"

A moment later, the Light Missionary Demon Hunter finished the exorcism.

"The rent in Saintland Dungeon has more than doubled in the past six months."

"How about I give you a free experience boost?"

Meanwhile, the city district of Black River Valley is a severe pollution zone.

"After all…"

"No~~"

A resonant voice broke the stalemate.

"Not exaggerated at all."

"You people from Black River Valley are clearly already polluted."

"Being willing to help us exorcise and purify is already quite good."

With the Demon Hunter's departure.

The game between Saintland and Black River Valley.

In Ta Ke's thoughts, steam Demon Hunter André Fan sat down beside him, glanced at the window, and then said,

That guy was knocked out cold by a single punch from a Demon Hunter.

These Demon Hunters from elsewhere, they can indeed perform exorcisms.

"The people inside probably all died there."

The speaking Demon Hunter looked toward the tavern stairwell, nodded, and immediately left.

These cultivators have a considerable network of puppet threads on their bodies.

Going proactively to a border town some distance from the Black River Valley city‑state is also how these cultivators actively avoid the dangers deep within Black River Valley.

Ta Ke, sipping fruit wine, quietly listened to the accounts of the cultivators who had escaped from Black River Valley.

The Demon Hunter speaking was wearing a Light Missionary's robe that he had somehow obtained, draped over his outer clothes.

It has already allowed many cultivators to sniff out this bad information.

"You're relatively lucky; a region north of us was hit by blood rain, and several lighthouse defense points were flooded with blood water."

"I heard exorcism can boost your source energy experience."

The agile cultivator was knocked to the ground by the outsider Demon Hunter's fist as big as a clay pot.

"Right!" the agile cultivator gritted his teeth, speaking in a low, restrained anger.

Fresh blood spurted out through the cracked gaps of his teeth.

The Demon Hunter said coldly.

Soon, light fell on the Demon Hunter like a fine drizzle.

And at that moment,

"Alright, now that the members have gathered, let's begin!"

Herders and Dark Sun Evil Fallen keep appearing around Black River Valley.

A black, eerie mist hissed, continuously spilling from the fainted cultivators and being dispersed.

"Free physical exorcism, only to expel the devil of greed in your heart!"

The cultivators inside the tavern couldn't help cursing inwardly.

It unfolds on these Demon Hunters.

The game between Saintland and Black River Valley actually began long ago.

"Yes, a great many," Ta Ke nodded seriously.

The Demon Hunter sneered and waved his fist.

But... did they... really escape?

Then, Ta Ke withdrew his gaze and looked toward the high‑tower city‑state of Black River Valley.

Two of his teeth were shattered and flew out.

The Demon Hunter clad in a Light Missionary's robe began a low chant.

"However, as far as we know, the herders are fairly scattered," André Fan, who was leading, frowned slightly.

A relatively agile cultivator stood on a chair, swaying, and said to the Demon Hunters, obviously having had a bit too much to drink.

The series of strange incidents during this period all prove that the pollution in Black River Valley is gradually worsening.

"This already counts as good weather; at least the heavy rain didn't wash away the small town."

"Although we're not priests, we are Demon Hunters; exorcism is our profession."

"And those high‑tower bigwigs in our city‑state, hehe... might already have treated us as lambs and sold us to the Dark Sun Church."

"Will there be many?"

"This group of Demon Hunters really is ruthless!"

"It was Lamorel before; now it seems Black River Valley's turn."

The other end of the puppet thread lies atop the high tower of Black River Valley.

"When the rain was light yesterday, I thought it would stop."

"I'll help you 'for free' expel the angry devil."

Among them, those who are polluted might still have a chance of rescue.

Some cultivators silently rose and left, unsure whether it was for other matters or to seek exorcism assistance.

"To be fair, these Demon Hunters are quite good; at least they actually act when there's a matter."

The small tavern instantly erupted into noisy bustle.

Ta Ke imbued himself with a shield, entered Shadow Form, and floated toward the tavern's exterior.

"Once we have found the correct way to open the hunt in the Ashen Land."

"You will discover… the herders… are astonishingly numerous!"