Three Days from Retirement: I'm Taking on Evil Spirits with Trash Talk

The Teleportation Channel stretched endlessly forward through the void.

In Evil Injury's eyes, the scenery stretched into blurred ribbons of light. The shattered remains of stars and the violent currents of the void roared past outside, yet they could not so much as shake the barrier built from the power of the Black Tide.

Its burly frame stood firm in the center of the channel, like a reef.

Newly formed spell-markings glimmered across its body. As the teleportation progressed, the bloodlust in its eyes grew stronger.

Behind it, a black flood of lesser evil spirits and blood slave warriors followed close on its heels.

It was now an Evil Spirit Warrior, having officially stepped onto the ladder of advancement within the Black Tide system.

The inherited knowledge in its mind laid out two completely different paths before it:

The first was the path of conquest.

It could rely on the Tadu Legion to build its own forces, roam the endless void, seek out, mark, conquer, and devour worlds one after another. Through accumulating battle merits, it could gradually rise through the ranks of the Tadu Legion, from commander to marshal, then on to become a Lord in its own right. The ultimate goal was to ascend to the rank of King. This path was relatively stable. As long as it had the ability, it could secure a place for itself in the Tadu Legion and become one of the generals under Lord of Corruption.

The second path was the Abyss Trial.

After proving its ability to conquer by destroying multiple worlds, it would earn a chance at something far more brutal: entering the true Abyss Trial grounds. No longer a "nest" where young spirits devoured one another, they were a life-or-death arena prepared for experienced, gifted Evil Spirit Warriors.

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