007 Evil Spirit Knight and Fairy of the Lake
"They're here!"
Li Aoz slid low and skillfully vaulted over the obstacle. In the instant he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a tall man slowly emerging from the shadows. The man moved step by step, his body hunched over like a hunting dog, on all fours, his body wrapped in bandages and tattered armor. A brass chain around his neck was deformed from long-term restraint. He crawled slowly toward them, raised his head, and revealed six eyeballs crammed into his deep-set eyes.
In the instant the two locked eyes, Li Aoz felt as if he could hardly breathe, as if the air was filled with frost and a bone-chilling cold.
"(Falicia Language)... leave this place."
The deformed knight, crawling on all fours, slowly approached the spot where the Maggot Sword had pierced. He raised his third arm and grabbed it from the ground. His twelve eyeballs kept moving, seemingly trying to find and focus on Li Aoz.
He didn't actively chase after him, but casually flicked the Maggot Sword —the next moment, Li Aoz saw countless human arms suddenly emerging from the cracks in every brick of the walls, the floor, and the ceiling, constantly grabbing at him!
"(Falicia Language) You shouldn't disturb the peaceful sleep of those warriors!"
Each arm reeked of decay and rot, yet the flesh appeared plump and full, though the skin was incredibly pale. Upon closer inspection, however, it was discovered that the so-called 'flesh and blood' was nothing more than maggots crawling all over it.
[Entering combat mode, determining status...]
Based on your level, you will see the following information about the enemy:
[Name]: ' Heroic Spirit Overseer ' - Li Deweidensi (Warning! Extremely Dangerous!) [Race]: Evil Spirit [Gender]: None
[Age]:? [Template]: Advanced Lord-type NPC (Max HP +100%)
[Faction]: Pharassia Civilization [Total Level]: lv.100 — [Main Class]: Destruction-type - [Death Omen Knight]: lv.80 (MAX)
—— [Secondary Profession]: lv.15[Sword Officer]/lv.5[Warlord] [Health Points]:??
[Mana]:???
[Attributes]: (Due to class differences, you cannot see the other party's attributes) [Talent]: Class Talent - Death Omen Manifest - You are the most ferocious hunter, the most ruthless grim reaper. Your fascination and worship of death allows you to wield the power of death with your strength. Each time you learn a [Martial Artist] exclusive knowledge, you will immediately comprehend a [Strange] skill.
Epsilon - Advanced Effect: Your Qi will have a Soul Strike effect.
Racial Talent: Spirit World Creature - Gains a fixed 88% physical damage reduction, but will suffer a proportional amount of True Damage when facing fire or holy damage.
(Due to class differences, you cannot see more information about the other party.)
Specialty
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[Owned Skills]: (Due to the significant difference in attributes between you and your opponent, your Main Class's combat skills are not displayed.) [Tier]: Epsilon (Ε, the fifth Greek letter) ——————————
"Long time no see, Professor Li Deweidensi!"
Li Aoz made a joke.
This guy was a 'good teacher' who taught players how to navigate maps and memorize layouts back in the day. Countless people fell victim to Li Deweidensi, tormented by the paranormal phenomena he constantly summoned.
The maggot-infested arms kept reaching out to grab Li Aoz, the temperature in the air dropped rapidly, and some wandering souls even transformed into Spirit Wraith and pounced on Li Aoz.
Li Aoz received three mandatory checks on his [Constitution] in an instant. Even though his body had a full 100 points of [Constitution], he still failed the third check, and his health plummeted.
However, Li Aoz was not flustered at all. He skillfully avoided dead ends and long routes, focusing on taking shortcuts. Without any effort, he flipped over the wall and jumped behind a statue. The world in front of him suddenly A Glimmer of Hope – it was a shortcut to the outside world.
Li Aoz escaped from Li Deweidensi' clutches with complete nonchalance.
The cool moonlight, like a thin veil, quietly draped over the garden. The sunflowers with human faces frowned, crying and talking in their sleep as they swayed their branches.
A woman dressed in white sat slowly in the courtyard. Half of her face was decaying, while the other half resembled an angel. Her golden hair swayed gently in the evening breeze, and her incomprehensible song echoed across the wilderness, lulling ghosts into dreams.
(Falicia Language)
The boat drifts, the moon hangs in the distance, the lake water gently ripples, and whose heart is quietly burning?
A young woman greeted the dawn amidst laurel blossoms and blooming flowers.
The cunning sorcerer used a little trickery to bring the girl aboard the Lady Nabiro.
She traded her chastity for a symbol of lies; she traded her youth for beatings and screams.
She cried out, she cried out, the lake water gently rippled, whose heart was breaking and adrift.
A young master, on a dark and sleepless night, set foot on a deserted island.
Claiming to be a collector who asked for nothing in return, he rescued her from prison after a shipwreck at the bottom of the lake.
He was a one-legged man with a cane, in the prime of his life.
How handsome he was with his gem-like eyes and brown hair!
He never tried to be overly attentive or courteous to the girls.
The wind blows high, the starry sky is far away, the lake water gently ripples, whose heart is lonely and desolate?
Snap.
Li Aoz strode in, shattering the tranquility of the place. In the peaceful garden, a woman dressed in white slowly raised her head, her half-uncorrupted face facing Li Aoz, and calmly said:
"I don't know why you want to disturb this peace."
As she spoke, she slowly stood up. "Everything here is the Blood of Human Sarakka Legion!"
She stood up and slowly picked up a sickle from the courtyard beside her:
"Though their evil blood corrupts their souls, it cannot taint their will."
The white veil was blown by the evening breeze, making it difficult to distinguish whether it was a mourning dress or a wedding gown. The sensory interplay of death and happiness created a powerful psychological impact.
"Even I— Suofeiya·Malin —would not allow you to break their rest."
As Sophia spoke, she cautiously raised her scythe, her lips moving slightly. "I am not skilled in combat, please excuse my poor skills."
[Entering combat mode, determining status...]
Based on your level, you will see the following information about the enemy:
[Name]: ' Fairy of the Glimmer Lake ' - Suofeiya·Malin (WARNING! Extremely Dangerous!) [Race]: Evil Spirit/Collector
[Gender]: None (Psychologically Female) [Age]:? [Template]: Chief Lord-type NPC (Max HP +100%, can directly execute targets with less than 5% HP) [Faction]: Pharassia Civilization (Due to class difference, you cannot see more information about the other party)
[Rank]: Zeta (ζ, the sixth Greek letter)