Malice from the World

A huge rock fell from the sky and hit Zack. Although his flexible body did not cause him any harm, it made him stop moving abruptly.

With a swift claw strike, Zack's left arm was severed. A said with extreme dissatisfaction, "What? With your abilities, you shouldn't have been able to kill Sengruier at all. That idiot was far too careless."

Despite saying this, A glanced at the Sengruier halberd that Zack was holding with one hand, and a trace of resentment still flashed in his eyes. He had fought against Sengruier before and lost. He never expected that he would die at the hands of such trash before he could challenge him again.

The phantom behind him became increasingly distorted, and all sorts of Malice from the World were amplified on Zack. Various low-probability events that could occur, as long as they were bad, would inevitably appear under the malice of the world.

This is just the beginning. In the later stages, the enemy's own physical structure will collapse due to low-probability events. In other words, the longer you fight against A, the more dangerous it becomes.

"Trash is still trash. Even if it suddenly gains considerable power, it's still just trash." Because of the nature of its own ability, A didn't rush to attack. Sometimes, as long as it dragged on long enough, the opponent would collapse without A even having to lift a finger.

"Do you know why the company's higher-ups tacitly approve of us cleaning up your trash?" A provoked Zack with his malicious words. "Besides your four teams, there are four other teams from other regions, a total of 80 people, but not a single one of those 80 people can advance to A-level Spirit Envoy."

"The company believes that the problem lies in our model. We have A Team, and they have Team B. Whenever you trash encounter any difficulties, the first thing you think of is retreating and waiting for us."

"Most of you have been misled by the favorable conditions; in the teacher's words, you are definitely the worst group."

Cordira's spirit envoys are mostly trained by themselves, and their spirit weapons are also provided by the company. In fact, it would not be a loss if one or two of these people produced A-level spirit envoys. However, it may be due to the failure of the model, or it may be due to other reasons.

These spirit envoys enjoy high salaries and benefits, but very few of them actually do anything meaningful for the company. They just occupy positions without contributing anything. According to the regulations of the Alliance Spirit Envoy Committee, private companies cannot have more than 100 spirit envoys for combat. By keeping this bunch of trash, Cordira will find it difficult to train new spirit envoys.

Furthermore, there is one clause in the Spirit Envoy Regulations that Cordira Company does not want to accept: that is, a Spirit Envoy's Spirit Weapon cannot be deprived under any circumstances.

Every spirit envoy is a combat force. The Alliance Spirit Envoy Committee was established to better manage the combat power of spirit envoys. Any spirit envoy who can achieve resonance is a valuable combat force, but if they are stripped of their spirit weapons, they are nothing.

This resulted in the Cordila Group having to dismiss these spirit envoys, not only having to pay hefty breach of contract fees but also being unable to reclaim the spirit weapons they had provided—a huge loss for them.

Let's keep them. Paying them high salaries and benefits only supports a bunch of trash and blocks the way for newcomers. Let's fire them. Forget about the breach of contract fees, but if the spirit weapon gets taken away, that would be a huge loss.

So they resorted to this desperate measure. When they detected the arrival of a new anomaly, they devised this plan and gave these spirit messengers one last chance: if they fought bravely, everything would be fine. Unfortunately, old habits die hard.

The Cordila Group is prepared to pay a substantial sum in compensation.

Zack suddenly spat out a mouthful of green sap. The world's malice had descended upon him. The structure that had been strangely and stably integrated with the plant had developed a slight flaw, causing it to become unstable. This extremely low-probability event occurred directly under the world's malice.

"So trash, die." A took a step back, watching Zack collapse on his own from afar. The malice of the world behind him continued to take effect, so there was no need to go forward and kill him. That would give his opponent an opportunity to seize. He had seen too many people get overturned when they were on top. He would just quietly wait for his opponent to collapse and die.

The tentacles beneath Zack writhed restlessly, his internal structure crumbling bit by bit. Holding the Sangeriel's Halberd in one hand, he thought to himself, "Sure enough, there is still an insurmountable gap between me and these people, whether it's in the development of my abilities or my combat experience."

"Then let's fight to the death!" Zack's eyes flashed with the image of the halberd that Sengruier had swung to kill him. All the dark green Fire of Wrath on his body gradually clung to the halberd. Zack used all his strength to swing it out.

The dark green flames were compressed into a line of fire, sweeping forward. A was slightly surprised for a moment, then stepped back, its claws severing a section of tree. It then kicked forward to meet the dark green line of fire.

The next moment, the fire swept across, instantly stripping the tree of all its vitality, turning it into two pieces of pitch-black charcoal. However, the fire then became unstable, turning into a burst of dark green flames. A nodded almost imperceptibly, "Not bad, but still too inexperienced."

"Hmm?" But the next moment, A looked at the horned demon that had appeared next to Zack, his expression turning cold. "Any more help?"

"The newcomer is a bit lacking. I'll be your opponent from now on. You can call me Shadow Demon." The Broken-Horned Demon said, grinning maniacally, his enormous claws particularly ferocious.

Lu Li's body was struck by Wu Jianguo's claws, producing a cracking sound. Lu Li's skin cracked like tiles, and then, under the malice of the world, the skin broke off piece by piece, revealing a shadowy body underneath.

"Honestly, I really like this skin." Lu Li said with a smile, as a wizard's robe appeared out of thin air, enveloping his shadowy body, and the spear in his hand dissipated. "But without that restraint, it feels easier to unleash my full power."

Two daggers appeared in Lu Li's dark hand. "Indeed, I am more suited to this kind of Short Blade than a spear."

"Is that so? All Living Things: Colt." Wu Jianguo nodded, the claws in his hands disappeared, and transformed into a layer of sharply defined armor covering his own armor. At the same time, the purple malevolent spiritual light turned earthy yellow, the soil beneath his feet trembled, and countless stones flew and floated around Wu Jianguo.

Lu Li charged directly at Wu Jianguo, sending countless stones and dirt flying as they hurtled towards Lu Li. Lu Li with strange footwork, his Short Blade slicing through any incoming stones and dirt with a single strike.

Wu Jianguo clenched his fist, and the other earth and rocks converged on him with immense power, swinging towards Lu Li. Lu Li turned and appeared behind Wu Jianguo, activating the Shadow Spear, removing the Form Module - spear, and applying it to the shadow Short Blade.

More than a dozen shadowy Short Blade pierced Wu Jianguo's earthen armor, while more than a dozen tentacles retracted beneath Lu Li's wizard robes...