Terror Descends!

Han Xing searched the Dark Elf corpses one by one.

Obtained Damaged Wooden Plate Armor (White) ×1, obtained Wooden Warhammer (White) ×1, obtained Spirit Core ×1, obtained Blood of Corruption ×1...

Obtained Damaged Wooden Staff, obtained Spirit Core, obtained Wooden Bow, obtained Blood of Corruption ×1...

There was nothing much of value on these Dark Elves. Aside from some white-grade equipment, there were only a few Spirit Cores and a strange drop of blood.

"Blood of Corruption? What the hell is that?"

Han Xing was puzzled when he saw several drops of bluish-black blood in his inventory.

But there were no notes attached to the material, so he simply set it aside for now.

Han Xing continued searching the bodies. When he reached the last Dark Elf—the mage whose head he had pierced with an arrow—his eyes suddenly lit up.

He found a book in this Dark Elf's waist pouch.

Skill Book: Fireball.

"It's actually a mage skill book!"

Han Xing was instantly thrilled.

As a staple class in countless games on Blue Star, mages had lured who knew how many people into choosing them in the early stages.

In their imagination, mages were beings who could command lightning and flames, summon wind and rain.

But they would soon discover that this mage class was completely different from what they had imagined.

In the early stages, human survivors had no other offensive means besides a basic air blast skill.

Only after learning their first skill could they perform simple elemental attacks, at which point their damage would rise by several tiers.

Therefore, Fireball and Ice Arrow were both skills that mages desperately needed in the early stages.

If this Fireball skill book were put on the Trading Channel, it would definitely trigger a scramble among many mages.

Of course, the skill book was merely an unexpected bonus.

Han Xing's original target had been the possible water source within this Dark Elf territory.

Taking a closer look, he saw a pool in the middle of the five-meter-by-six-meter platform, about the size of a table.

By rough estimate, it covered at least four square meters.

Although it was less than forty centimeters deep, a quick calculation showed that it contained at least 1,500 liters of water!

1,500 liters, not milliliters!

Han Xing felt his breathing quicken.

"I'm rich... I'm really going to be rich this time..."

How long could all this water last him?

And if he put it on the Trading Channel, how many resources could he trade it for?

Han Xing could hardly imagine it!

However, after the initial excitement faded, Han Xing sensed something unusual in the pool.

Bubbles gurgled up from the surface, and black smoke occasionally rose from it.

Han Xing suddenly remembered that the system seemed to have given a prompt before he entered.

These Dark Elves appeared to be summoning something.

Could this pool be their summoning medium?

As he moved closer, a System Prompt indeed appeared.

Spirit Spring Water contaminated by dark energy can no longer be consumed.

Han Xing's racing heart instantly turned to disappointment.

However, the disappointment did not last long, because thick black mist suddenly rose before his eyes, drifting up from the pool.

"Something's wrong!" Han Xing quickly retreated several steps.

Then, a second System Prompt appeared.

The Dark Elves' evil ritual has reached its final stage. A powerful being from the abyss has answered the summons. Human survivor, you now have two choices before you.

1: Continue adding 'Blood of Corruption' to the ritual to complete the summoning ritual.

2: Add Spirit Cores to the ritual to purify the dark energy from the Spirit Spring Water.

Please make your choice as soon as possible.

"A summoning ritual or purification?" Han Xing frowned tightly.

As someone who had played Sky Island Paradise for a while, he quickly realized that he might have triggered some kind of side quest.

And just from the description alone, this side quest seemed extraordinary.

Han Xing knew that his next choice would likely determine the direction of the quest.

"The abyss... a powerful being." Han Xing pondered the system prompt.

Just then, the black smoke rising from the spring on the ground grew increasingly dense and rapidly spread outward.

Han Xing did not know what kind of being would be summoned if he chose the first option.

But at a time like this, for the sake of safety, he made his decision instantly.

"I choose option 2, purify it!"

The System Prompt displayed a string of ellipses.

A bad feeling suddenly rose in Han Xing's heart. He had never encountered anything like this before.

"System, what's wrong with you... Say something... You're scaring me!" Han Xing shouted in a trembling voice.

Just then, he suddenly saw that the Dark Elf corpses on the ground vanished without a trace after being shrouded in black smoke.

The Next Moment, the System Prompt before his eyes sent his heart plunging into the abyss.

The summoning ritual has been completed. Demon Lord Julius is about to descend...

"What!?" Han Xing's face was full of question marks.

At the same time, a terrifying murmur and whisper suddenly rang in his ears.

Hatred, rage, fear, resentment...

All kinds of negative emotions flooded into Han Xing's mind like a tidal wave.

He felt as though his head were about to explode, his vision growing darker and darker. He even saw countless wronged souls wailing in grief.

Torn space,

Piercing cries,

His mental defenses were effortlessly shredded in that instant.

"Fuck..."

Han Xing clutched his head and struggled to remain conscious.

"No... I have to get out of here quickly..."

"Otherwise, I'm really going to die..."

Han Xing took a deep breath, gathered his last shred of willpower, and controlled his territory to move away from this place.

However, when he inadvertently saw the scene behind him, his heart immediately turned cold.

From the spring pool emitting black smoke, a massive white bone horn slowly emerged.

Only the very tip of the horn had appeared, yet Han Xing already found it difficult to breathe.

A powerful aura began to spread.

At that moment, it seemed as though the skies within several hundred kilometers had darkened, the evil aura staining every cloud black.

Before this terrifying power, Han Xing seemed so insignificant.

Then, he heard a burst of arrogant laughter.

"Hahaha! Hahahahahaha!"

"After three thousand five hundred years, the great Demon Lord shall finally emerge from that damned abyss once more!"

"Lowly elves, weep! Wail! I will make you experience the fear and pain of the past once again! Hahahaha!"

Rumble!

Han Xing felt the territory beneath his feet shaking continuously, as though something were about to burst from the ground.

By then, that terrifying being had revealed one complete horn.

The horn was nearly twenty meters long and about two meters thick. From this enormous horn alone, one could tell just how colossal the creature was.

That terrifying being continued laughing wildly as the dark energy grew ever thicker.

The shadow of death enveloped him!

At that moment, only two words surfaced in Han Xing's mind.

It's over...