178. Mount and Blade

"What... exactly are you?"

Harisi's expression changed drastically as he watched the leader of the Dark Eagle Alliance die before his eyes, and he pointed his shotgun at Sulu.

He didn't believe it was Beru at all, suspecting that the other person was possessed by some terrifying entity in the Ancient Mansion.

The next moment, he met Sulu's eyes.

The black flames, seemingly from the Abyss and filled with filth, threatened to ignite his soul.

Through this eye contact, Sulu seemed to sense Harisi's 'sin'!

Inside a prison cell, a pale-faced boy was pleading desperately...

"By Federation order, execute all those with faith related to ' Dark Crow '!" In the lair of a certain sect, Harisi, with a cold expression, gave the order.

"Charles City has no need for high-ranking superhumans out of the loop. Carry out targeted eliminations!" Harisi gave the order indifferently in the office.

"Ah!"

Harisi's eyes were bloodshot; he could no longer bear the eye contact and fired at Sulu.

The spiritually imbued shot scattered, fanning out the surroundings, passing through Sulu's body and landing on the wall behind him.

"You... are guilty!"

Sulu calmly raised the scimitar in his hand, his gaze suddenly sweeping around.

After the Demon Ancient Mansion was 'killed' and the terror dissipated, more and more superhumans, as if driven mad, rushed towards the Ancient Mansion from all directions.

"The curse has been broken... The wealth left behind by that Demon family is definitely mine!"

"Just by picking up one or two Curio items, I can advance my rank!"

"That's mine! Mine!"

Numerous Greed figures swarmed into the Ancient Mansion like locusts.

Flames burned, amidst wild laughter and screams.

Those second- and even third-tier professionals hiding in the surrounding area fought each other fiercely for a Curio, causing the death toll to rise rapidly.

Sulu, in his ' Evil Spirit Knight ' form, sensed all sorts of negative emotions.

"The human world... has become filthy again!"

He muttered something to himself and raised the butcher's knife.

"Kill!"

Kill them all!

Let the flames of the Abyss burn everything before us!

"No!"

Under Harisi's horrified gaze, Sulu gently spurred his horse forward.

The Nightmare arrived in front of Harisi with terrifying speed. As its scimitar flashed, it didn't stop, but charged to the side.

Over there, two professionals who had no idea what was happening had their heads crushed into their chests by a horse's hoof falling from above!

"Greed... is your original sin!"

With Sulu blade, a dark, crescent-shaped beam of light danced, instantly ending the lives of several more professionals.

"Monster! Die!"

A level 3 melee fighter suddenly charged forward, and a greatsword slammed down on Sulu's shoulder.

But the next moment, the giant sword slashed past lightly, as if it had only cut through thin air.

Even the battle aura contained within the greatsword could not have any effect on Sulu.

He simply gazed calmly at the hider before him, and lightly swung his curved blade.

The professional looked stunned as his head slowly fell off.

"Attack together... kill him!"

Numerous screams and cries of terror mingled together, and the next moment, hail, Lightning, flames... all sorts of magical attacks rained down on Sulu.

His steps were slowed down for only a moment because of this.

"Evil Spirit Field!"

The next moment, Sulu let out a low roar, and a pitch-black curtain appeared, quickly enveloping the surroundings.

Many first-tier professionals screamed in terror, discovering they had become ordinary people.

The next moment, he was swiftly slaughtered by Sulu appeared in front of him.

"No... we must retreat!"

After several charges and kills, Sulu's expression changed.

Although it felt great to see experience points skyrocket, the soul, constantly being scorched, was already sending out messages that it was overwhelmed.

Furthermore, the more Evil Spirit Knight kills, the more he feels a sense of losing control.

It was as if... if this continued, the Evil Spirit Knight would be 'resurrected' within him.

Knowing he was nearing his limit, Sulu didn't linger. He glanced at the carnage around him and the few lucky survivors trembling in the Ancient Mansion Ancient Mansion, then rushed out.

The outside world is also a battlefield.

"Um?"

Sulu's eyes swept across the battlefield, and the first thing he saw was a battle group. "Tier 4?"

No wonder we didn't see any fourth-tier beings in the previous battles; they were all outside.

If he had been outside the area, he would have witnessed what happened.

That was the moment Archbishop Malone, in cooperation with Hughes, completely destroyed the Demon Ancient Mansion, when ' Butcher ' Grede appeared.

He had been hiding among ordinary superhumans, hoping to take the opportunity to retrieve the Treasure Map of the Gaoso Ancestors.

It was precisely because of this chaos that the Church was unable to organize the blockade of the Demon Ancient Mansion, which triggered the Greed and chaos among the superhumans.

"Grede!"

Outside the battleground, Geri, holding a shotgun, roared as she pulled the trigger.

In the next instant, the two figures in the battle seemed to pause, or perhaps they didn't move at all, as a bullet flew back and hit Geri near the face.

This female bounty hunter was just a hair's breadth away from certain death.

"Greed the Butcher! And the Archbishop of Light?"

Sulu's Judgment Eye across the arena, instantly discerning everything and revealing two souls.

One of them represents holiness, which he instinctively finds somewhat repulsive, but is not evil.

The other one was filled with a blood-red aura, as if hundreds of people were struggling and wailing around it at any moment—this was the result of killing at least thousands or tens of thousands of people, causing a tangle of resentment!

Furthermore, both of them were in poor condition.

Grede was already severely injured by the Cursed Spirit, and then he was attacked by Zoren.

Bright Archbishop Malone of Light was ambushed by Grede and seriously injured; his priest's robe on his chest was shattered, revealing his smooth skin.

Clearly, he had previously suffered a fatal injury, but recovered through treatment.

Even so, their combat strength will be greatly reduced.

When Sulu rushed out.

Seeing darkness envelop the Demon Ancient Mansion, the professionals, thinking something had happened, all stopped fighting.

Sulu merely glanced at it before unhesitatingly spurring his horse into the fourth-tier battle circle.

"Grede!"

His eyes blazed with fury, and he delivered a powerful slash with his curved blade.

"Ah... Cursed Spirit... no... you are not!"

To everyone's surprise, upon seeing his appearance, Grede let out a scream and considered turning tail and running away.

Previously, the other party had suffered a lot under the curse of Evil Spirit Knight.

But Grede was, after all, a fourth-tier, master-level figure, and he quickly regained his composure, realizing that Sulu was not Cursed Spirit.

Even so, he still chose to run away.

If it were just the Bright Archbishop, he might have been confident of putting up a fight, but with this strange accomplice, he was definitely no match.