Formless Sword Bone
City Hall Plaza.
When Roger arrived.
This place is already overcrowded.
Ordinary people who heard the news flocked to the square, making it completely packed.
Inside the square.
All the doors and windows in the City Hall building were tightly closed.
Roger noticed.
Most of the doors and windows had been nailed shut from the inside with wooden strips.
Nevertheless.
The people inside this castle-like, secluded building were also shrouded in a sense of fear.
The glances flickering through the cracks in the doors and windows revealed that the city's authorities had long since lost control of the situation.
For all of this.
Roger was not surprised.
On their way.
He specifically chose a few members of the public for in-depth negotiations.
With the combined effect of deception and bread.
He now has a general understanding of the city and the current situation.
For Lotus City
Chaos is not the norm.
This city was once prosperous—
The initial trigger was famine.
Even the most impoverished people know this clearly.
The root cause of Lotus City's decline was the rise of "Blood of Myriad Filth" in the south.
since then.
The Blood Worship Cultist, who emerged from the Southern Tomb Wilderness, then seized the main road leading north from Lotus City.
Isolated by the blood mist.
Lotus City lost the granary they had operated in the Southern Tomb Wilderness for nearly a century.
Hunger thus began to spread.
People were forced to turn their attention back to the sea.
But the blood mist appeared not long after.
The black fog on the sea surface also grew thicker day by day!
Many fishing boats that ventured out to sea never returned after entering the dark fog.
All of this pushed Lotus City utterly into the abyss.
land.
ocean.
As time goes by.
There is no space left to support the city's massive population.
at the same time.
The Blood Worship Cultist ' influence also began to invade the city from the Southern Tomb Wilderness.
The old city lord, who had been addicted to 'illusion magic' and 'mind-controlling powder' in recent years, was beaten to death by the Blood Worship Cultist in his own mansion half a month ago.
The remaining officials managed to maintain order in the City Hall.
But once the chaos is ignited...
It spread like wildfire throughout the city.
This situation is beyond their control.
Lotus City has a very large population.
Therefore, this city is not lacking in capable nobles or generals.
They were just afraid.
Fear of the two driving forces lurking behind famine and chaos—
Whether it's blood mist or black mist.
Behind each of them stood a deity whom they could only look up to! The people of Lotus City had tried it before.
only.
After the Chief Archmage and the Glory Knight died one after another.
The last vestiges of courage in people's hearts were gradually extinguished.
Intelligent people have long realized that this city has become a battlefield.
The saddest thing is...
They do not belong to either side of the war.
They were merely fuel for the war.
Supported by the Blood of Myriad Filth.
The emboldened Blood Worship Cultist are advancing step by step toward their goal.
The only group in the city capable of opposing them, the "Black Mist Cultist," had an even more infamous reputation—
In the early years.
When Lotus City was still quite prosperous.
The Black Mist Cultist members from the deep sea repeatedly stirred up trouble.
But those times were all suppressed by the Archmage.
It's a pity.
That's all in the past.
Lotus City has now completely lost its guardians and has become a piece of fat meat that two Ancient Evil are fighting over.
Those who had a way out had already fled this place.
Those who remain either live in a daze or drift aimlessly.
Or they may collude with the corrupt.
Some people are also silently waiting for the day when this city will be destroyed.
As for hope.
That was a term long forgotten by the residents of Lotus City.
Every sensible person Roger negotiated with advised him to leave at the end of the conversation.
This is evident.
How desperate has this city become?
"Extraordinary Perception: You perceive that the ' Spawn of the God of Tainted Blood ' is greedily absorbing the negative emotions of the city's inhabitants, such as despair, hunger, pain, and numbness..."
"Knowledge (Theology): You once read in a book of the Sea Serpent Church that 'emotions are a power for the gods'"
"Creating famine, spreading panic, and inducing people to actively disrupt order..."
"No wonder even the usually reserved system triggered the ' Exorcism Mission '."
"Ancient Evil are indeed not to be trusted."
Edge of the square.
Roger's mind was as clear as a mirror.
The Blood of Myriad Filth and the Endless Touch are playing their cards openly—
Their goal is to harvest the "emotional power" from the people of Lotus City.
The infighting among Ancient Evil was at most an internal struggle caused by unequal distribution.
Their essence and methods are actually the same.
In most parts of Mystra.
The Ancient Evil ' methods of reaping are indeed unsolvable.
They survived the previous World-Ending Forbidden Spell.
Compared to humans and other races whose civilization has almost completely collapsed, their advantages are too great!
It is difficult for humans and other races to produce enough strong individuals to rival them in the short term.
Judging from their skillful harvesting techniques.
The Ancient Evil have developed a standardized, assembly-line approach to this.
It's no wonder Roger previously thought all the evil gods he encountered were pretty much the same.
That's because they do indeed operate according to a similar pattern!
"The Ancient Evil harvested emotions, possibly to enhance their own strength in order to fight against the World-Ending Forbidden Spell."
"From this perspective, it's possible that the previous generations of humans weren't all killed by the World-Ending Forbidden Spell. Perhaps they were drained dry by Ancient Evil before the World-Ending Forbidden Spell even appeared..."
"If no one stops this, similar tragedies will continue to happen again and again."
Thinking about this...
Roger sighed softly to himself.
In fact, his most sensible course of action right now is to return to the Clear Spring Sect.
Then they gathered a force of their own.
Then came the frantic intelligence gathering.
Before figuring out the weaknesses of Blood of Myriad Filth and the others, the focus should be on negotiation.
It would be best to invite the Sea Serpent Queen to help.
Until the time is right.
Then, the extermination of the Ancient Evil will begin...
only.
This time.
He was no longer willing to be so 'rational'!
He used to be cautious, composed, and unmoved.
That's because of weakness and the unknown.
But now that his strength has soared, if he's still too cautious about his life, what's the difference between him and a coward? He worked so hard to acquire these great skills.
It's not meant to be just for decoration! With that thought in mind...
Roger decisively accepted the "Exorcism Mission"! "To wipe out the path of Ancient Evil."
"Let's start in Lotus City!"
The fighting spirit in his eyes gradually flared up.
Edge of the square.
The people remained silent.
It's obvious.
They still had some respect for the people at the City Hall.
But the Blood Worship Cultist with red ribbons tied around their arms didn't care about any of that! They were yelling for the City Hall to open the non-existent reserve granary and were frantically ramming the doors and windows of nearby buildings.
While looting, vandalism, and arson occurred...
The core members of the Blood Worship Cultist would also occasionally throw out some bread.
These black breads are the main reason why people spontaneously followed.
Most people do not really want to associate with the Blood Worship Cultist.
Those who pick up the bread are often drawn into the ranks of cult members.
Stimulated by the general environment.
They often find themselves involuntarily joining in the vandalism, looting, and arson!
In a short time.
The officials hiding inside the house could no longer distinguish between the true Blood Worship Cultist and ordinary citizens outside.
Fortunately, they sealed the gate very securely.
The Blood Worship Cultist attempted to storm the area but failed.
But once the clamor spread...
Then things got a little out of control.
After a while.
The crowd quieted down slightly.
A Blood Worship Cultist appeared to be of some prestige stood at the foot of the stone sculpture in the center of the square and shouted loudly, "They stole your food!"
"The city's rulers are enjoying fine food in their homes. They have reserve granaries, and they even have fruit and beef to eat!"
"And what about you? You can only watch helplessly as your parents, children, wives, or husbands starve to death!"
"This is not fair!"
"But what can you do?"
"You will only be trampled under their feet, utterly humiliated, and die silently!"
"I know some of you still cling to the false kindness of the past, but it was all a lie, otherwise—"
Why didn't the city lord lead the charge? Why did the Archmage flee alone? Where were those Glory Knight who claimed to protect this city?
It's all fake!
It's all fake!
Only the "Blood of Myriad Filth" is truly real.
He gives us bread to fill our stomachs.
Clothing that can cover the body.
He allows us to live! If you join me in silently reciting His Honored Name ... He will give us even more bread!
The man was gesturing wildly as he spoke.
However, at this very moment...
A shrill voice rang out:
"You're a liar!"
Your bread is poisoned!
"My son ate your bread and he turned into a monster! I saw it with my own eyes!"
The surrounding area fell silent instantly.
A thin figure crawled over from the ground.
She was an old woman with a face full of wrinkles.
It looked like her legs had been broken, and she crawled out of the crowd using only her hands!
"That's him!"
"He's the one who threw that cursed bread at my son!"
"I went to find him, and he broke all my legs..."
The old woman vehemently accused the speaker of his crimes.
The crowd was noisy.
Those who picked up the bread looked uneasy.
Because they've already swallowed everything!
"Get her out of here!"
The speaker roared in anger:
"She's lying!"
"Bread given by God can never be cursed..."
Two members of the Blood Worship Cultist immediately stepped forward.
They Swift as Thunder and Lightning approached the old woman.
The place the two passed by.
Everyone instinctively made way for him.
The people inside the City Hall also noticed what was happening outside.
But there was nothing they could do.
He could only watch silently through the crack in the door as the two thugs approached the helpless old man.
"Those who slander the glory of God."
"Die!"
One of the Blood Worship Cultist fanatically grabbed the old man's hair.
Then he suddenly raised his fist.
Whoosh! Before the fist even landed.
He was sent flying backwards like a kite with a broken string!
After hitting more than a dozen people along the way.
The body of the Blood Worship Cultist finally fell to the ground.
Everyone looked closely.
Beside the old woman.
A young man dressed in white shirt and black pants appeared.
His voice was steady and powerful.
It carries a natural credibility. "Trying to kill me to silence me?"
"What a coincidence, I also have a friend who turned into a monster after eating your bread."
"I'm here today to demand an explanation from you Blood Worship Cultist."
As he spoke.
Roger glanced at the data panel.
"Log: You killed one Blood Worship Cultist using ' Mountain Splitting Fist '"
"Exorcism Mission Rewards: You have obtained 1 Immortal Bone Fragment"
Note: 1000 Immortal Bone Fragments can be exchanged for the first Immortal Bone.
"Immortal Bone: One of the unique specialties of Ascension-grade Martial Artist."
Tempering one's bones with immense perseverance and elevating them to a level beyond that of ordinary people is called ' Immortal Bone '; Immortal Bone greatly enhance the performance of martial arts.
Most Immortal Bone provide additional 'qi'; each Immortal Bone has its own unique additional attributes;...
The requirement for Qi Refiner to advance to the next level is to possess at least three Immortal Bone.
"It's actually Immortal Bone?"
See here.
Roger's eyes burned with even more murderous intent.
"Kill him!"
The speaker was equally clear-headed.
He knew they had encountered a deliberately provocative enemy, but in this Lotus City, they had never met a worthy adversary! Under his command...
Hundreds of Blood Worship Cultist poured out of the crowd.
Ordinary people quickly moved away.
Almost instantly.
Centered around Roger.
A large area in the square was now empty!
The Blood Worship Cultist charged forward, howling.
at the same time.
Roger noticed.
Not far from the City Hall, the military barracks, which had been tightly closed, began to stir.
A small squad of menacing soldiers quietly infiltrated the Blood Worship Cultist!
"Sixth Sense: You have detected a large number of Blood Worship Warrior in the Seventh Barracks, exceeding 2,000."
In Roger's perception.
The soldiers in that barracks have all been transformed into LV59 "Blood Worship Warrior"! They have lost their sense of being normal people.
They've turned into monsters who only obey orders from their superiors!
"What a pity."
Between thoughts.
The Blood Worship Cultist at the forefront were less than five steps away from him!
Faced with these madmen with contorted expressions.
Roger simply scratched the back of his head casually.
The next moment.
He held a silky hair in his hand.
Whoosh! He blew softly!...
Specialty: The Husun Clone Technique!...
In an instant.
That single hair grew taller in the wind.
Ultimately, it transformed into three thousand figures! This miraculous scene left everyone stunned!
But the Central Plaza was completely occupied by guys in white shirts and black pants! In the blink of an eye.
Three thousand Roger make their grand entrance—
Some of Roger stood on the statue.
Some of Roger leaned against tree branches.
Some Roger even went so far as to ride roughshod over the Blood Worship Cultist!
"Today we will only kill Blood Worship Cultist. All other unrelated persons are requested to leave on their own."
Roger and the others said in unison.
Immediately afterwards.
A deafening scream then echoed from the square!
Despite having only 1/10 of the original's combat power.
Even though Roger and his men only used the Mountain Splitting Fist.
Despite the Blood Worship Cultist ' menacing demeanor...
But from the very beginning, Roger's army held a firm advantage in this chaotic battle! Cultists have always been a mob.
After Roger's main body silently eliminated the leaders hidden among the crowd.
They were left with nothing but the prospect of being brutally beaten!
They couldn't even beat him in a one-on-one fight.
Moreover, Roger had an absolute numerical advantage!
Thud! Thud! Thud! The sounds of fists landing on flesh were continuous.
The Blood Worship Cultist were quickly routed by Roger.
Near the city square.
Everyone stared at Roger, still in shock.
After killing this group of Blood Worship Cultist.
Roger did not stop.
Instead, he walked straight to the barracks next door!
As if in response to his movement.
The gates of the barracks suddenly opened.
A large number of Blood Worship Warrior filed out in orderly fashion.
They were dressed in heavy armor, armed with elite soldiers, with cold expressions and fierce eyes.
"Kill!"
A real melee is about to break out.
The Martial Artist, whose armor was thin, ran headlong into the well-defended Blood Worship Warrior.
Like a stream rushing over a reef!
Faced with these formidable enemies.
Roger's clones began to show signs of wear and tear.
However, each clone can take one or two Blood Worship Warrior with it before it dies!
In the midst of the chaos.
Roger's true form remained detached from the edge of the battlefield.
He wanted to find the guy who was secretly controlling these Blood Worship Warrior first.
However, the fighting on the main battlefield was extremely fierce.
Not long after.
The data panel then displayed the following message.
"You have killed 1 Blood Worship Warrior, bringing your total number of Blood Worship Warrior killed to 1210 (including Blood Worship Cultist)."
"You have obtained one Immortal Bone Fragment"
"You have accumulated more than 1000 Immortal Bone Fragments. Would you like to exchange them for one Immortal Bone?"
"You have obtained one Immortal Bone: the Formless Sword Bone".
"Formless Sword Bone (Tier 1 Immortal Bone /Right Forearm)"
"Basic: Provides 1000 additional gas points"
"Refinement 1: You can designate a sword-type weapon and transform it into an ' Formless Blade '."
"Refinement 2: You have gained 1 additional Life Sword Slot (estimated effect) (not achieved)"
I've caught a cold.