A Conversation with Saladin, Shocking News of Demons!

Dormitory 200.

The crowd surrounded Wang Yazhi, in a flurry of activity.

Xu Lang had Wu Huihui and the others pick up all the fallen items outside. There were bound to be many that had been touched by others, but the group couldn't care less about that now.

Ever since being struck by that ball of black blood, Wang Yazhi has been in a coma, her face pale, and her body shows faint signs of jade-like transformation, her skin appearing frighteningly translucent.

Shirley continued to use her healing spells to save her.

Xu Ruyan posted a message in the Chat Room, offering to buy top-tier healing items.

Cao Yaxuan opened the Trading Network and searched for items with purification properties.

Xu Xiaomeng took out her special snack bag and fed Wang Yazhi snacks that could fully restore her energy.

Zhen Lu transformed into a white deer and placed her hand on Wang Yazhi's leg, attempting to transfer the healing power of the white deer form to her. In her haste, she actually succeeded.

The Sequence development has progressed further, but Zhen Lu did not show any joy on her face because Wang Yazhi was still unconscious!

All their efforts were in vain!

"Xu Lang, don't you have the Corpse Refinement Art? Quickly control that Saladin and see if you can get anything out of him!" Cao Yaxuan suddenly thought of something and hurriedly spoke up.

When Xu Lang entered the house, he also took Saladin's body with him.

At this moment, the corpse was bound by a scarlet chain and slowly Wither.

"I'm asking a question, don't bother me!" Xu Lang replied softly, his eyes half-closed.

Grave Pasture.

A piece of ancient, earthen-yellow pasture stands silently. A gentle breeze stirs the windless grassland, causing the scarlet Meadow to sway slightly, as if welcoming the general who once fought his way through the yellow sands.

[The Tomb of Saladin]

[Shepherded Soul: Saladin]

[Special Abilities: Significantly enhanced troop command ability and battlefield situation analysis ability]

[Description: This is the final resting place of a distinguished general, known for his skill in battle and strategy, generosity and benevolence, and widespread praise from the people during his lifetime.]

A middle-aged man, now out of military uniform and with an ordinary face, stared blankly at the inscription on the monument.

This man was Saladin.

At this moment, he was in a yellowish-brown Spirit Form form, looking like a lamp spirit that had escaped from a wishing oil lamp.

Suddenly, Saladin turned around and said, "This tombstone records my life story. Can you understand it?"

"Saladin, what did you do to Yazhi!?" Xu Lang asked expressionlessly as he strode over.

The Soul Shepherd Wolf followed beside him, baring its teeth at Saladin.

Saladin glanced at the Soul Shepherd Wolf with apprehension and replied, "It's a good thing, you don't need to worry."

"What you call a good thing is not a good thing at all!" Xu Lang's face darkened, and he said in a low voice, "The consequences of using the Rakshasa Royal Blood are either death or gaining Blood Pact skill, but Yazhi may not be suitable for that Blood Pact. Her condition is very bad right now!"

"Blood Pact Skills?" Saladin pondered the term, then said, "The Mad King Building you speak of seems to simplify reality... This makes it easier for you to quickly understand this world, but it will also trap you in a daze."

Xu Lang's expression turned impatient.

He didn't come here to listen to a dead man preach.

"The Rakshasa Royal Blood does, on the surface, grant one the bloodline of the Rakshasa royal family, but that's before any mutation occurs," Saladin said.

alienation?

Xu Lang thought of how the Rakshasa Royal Blood had suddenly turned black. At first, he thought it was a normal phenomenon after use, but now it seemed that it was not so simple.

Saladin continued without waiting for Xu Lang to ask:

"The Rakshasa Kingdom was once ravaged by a large army and nearly destroyed. That Demon invited me to become the commander of His legion, but I refused. He then gave me that amber, which contained the bloodline of the Rakshasa royal family, saying that I would need it sooner or later... but I have never used it!"

Xu Lang's expression changed slightly. "Does that amber have side effects? You're talking about Demon, Demon in the truest sense?"

The Demon Saladin spoke of seemed not to be an adjective, but a real Demon.

This inevitably reminded him of the conditions for becoming the Savior.

"A true Demon!" Saladin's eyes trembled with fear.

"So, that amber really can kill people?!" Xu Lang pressed.

Saladin chuckled, staring intently into Xu Lang's eyes as he replied:

"You should know that if it were something that could kill someone instantly, I would have already used it on you!"

"As time has passed, that piece of amber seems to have accumulated some new power, becoming even purer."

So I gave it to the female.

Xu Lang asked, "Why won't you give it to me?"

Saladin answered every question, "Because you are male, and the Rakshasa race reveres females, you cannot fully inherit the Rakshasa Power."

Upon hearing this, Xu Lang's expression changed erratically.

He received so much shocking information from his conversation with Saladin that he needed time to process it.

But overall, it seems to be all good news.

Wang Yazhi should wake up soon.

Finally, he took a deep breath and asked, "Is that Demon still alive?"

"Fifty or fifty... I tend to think He is still alive, but He probably won't come looking for you anytime soon. After all, so much time has passed, He may have already forgotten about it," Saladin sighed.

Why not give the amber to your queen?

She doesn't deserve it!

"..."

Saladin laughed heartily twice, "Whether you win or they win, the blood of the Rakshasa royal family will continue. I have fulfilled the oath I made to the late king."

Saladin was overjoyed to be able to awaken once again and protect the bloodline of the Rakshasa royal family.

"I have another question. Why did you go all in with me?" Xu Lang asked, staring at Saladin.

He was genuinely puzzled by this. Although he could enter the Simulation dream, Simulation have margins of error, and given the time constraints, he couldn't gather as much information as he could.

Considering the butterfly effect, where a slight change could lead to entirely different results, although he killed Saladin once in the Simulation dream, he chose a safer method—a sneak attack—when he actually took action.

Saladin laughed when he heard Xu Lang's words:

Why bet everything?

"Hero, are you not extraordinary enough?"

"Look what those rats are doing, lurking on the outskirts of our territory like hyenas that can only gnaw on carrion."

"Yet you never showed your face, yet the light you radiated shone like the sun, illuminating the earth."

"If you don't pick up the Gold Coin on the ground, it only means you can get even more Gold Coin. That's the reason that led me to my downfall!"

Are you satisfied?

Xu Lang's expression became subtle, somewhat incredulous that Saladin, who had never met him before, could analyze so much information.

It's unclear whether he stumbled upon it by chance or truly possessed the ability to discern the coming of Zhi Qiu from a single leaf.

If I let myself continue to develop, the Nightmare Bed will be upgraded again in a few days. I wouldn't even know what kind of bugged abilities it might have!

Saladin's actions can be summarized in one sentence: eliminate the ADC at all costs!

Saladin, simply by sitting in the army, was able to obtain so much information; it was as if he had God's vision.