Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

Chapter 344 Camp, Shadow of the Corpse Soul

"Yes, yes! But...
A brother was bitten! ! "

The bearded man suddenly turned his head and looked down into the depression.

In the sight, a drainage ditch was dug at the lowest point of the V-shaped depression in cross section. The rainwater flowed along the drainage ditch into the river in the distance and flowed down the mountain. The V-shaped slope was covered with small tents built with wooden boards and canvas diagonally along the direction of the slope.

In the red light flickering above his head, at a glance, there were at least sixty or seventy of them densely packed together.

This is a refuge camp for 103 adventurers.

Beneath the bearded man, a magic circle with a radius of one meter was emitting a hazy glow. It was hastily carved from suitable obsidian nearby. The crooked magic lines underneath climbed down along the rocks on the hillside, extending all the way to form a huge magic circle with a radius of three meters at the bottom of the depression near the edge of the canal.

That is the hub.

The entire barrier is composed of five magic circles. The four small magic circles on the slope of the depression support the main body of the barrier on the top, which is like a big bowl upside down on the camp. The main purpose of the magic circle on the bottom is to continuously provide magic power to the magic circle on the upper layer.

Why not set it on the top of the mountain?

This is because worms can dig holes and launch surprise attacks.

The lines extending downwards formed a thin barrier film under the depression, attached to the stones and soil, which was barely enough to resist the worms.

This is already the second camp for these people. They chose this depression specifically to save magic power, because there are a limited number of magicians who understand magic arrays. There is only one saint-level barrier-building magician named Leo and four other saint-level attack magicians.

Unfortunately, during these three months, two of the five people who could maintain the barrier had died, and one was half-dead.

He was 'locked' half-dead at the edge of the camp, while the remaining two people were struggling to maintain the magic circle.

Why is it so hard to hold on?
——The magic power cannot be restored at all, they can only use the magic stones dropped by the impure ghost worms to continuously replenish the magic power
"what!!!!"

The bearded man looked at his companions biting each other in a piece of magic stone at the edge of the central magic circle, and his eyes were almost glaring with anger!
"Damn it!" He turned his head and shouted to his fellow adventurers beside him, "Don't be distracted!!"

"Yes Yes!!"

He used his huge body to nimbly climb the edge of the barrier, picked a gap when the adventurers were forcing the monsters back, used the barrier built in the camp to conceal his body, hung his hands on the edge of the barrier's 'trench', and looked out.

——A group of monsters are rushing towards the magic circle from the top of the mountain.

Just as he took his place, the magician standing on the magic circle with hazy light nearby quickly stretched out his hand and touched a certain line on the magic circle, making an "interception" with his hand wrapped in magic power.

The barrier rippled and a hole opened up.

Seeing this, the monsters rushed here and stabbed into the opening fiercely.

A knife flashing with cold light appeared in front of me!

"Roar!!!!"

The bearded man swung the blade violently.

He suddenly drew out a large amount of fighting spirit in his body, and swung out with a sword! The sword energy was thrown at the group of monsters in front of him like a tide, and the energy was similar to the use of "Avalanche Falls", pouring into the demon shadow.

Boom!
In an instant, the ground between the group of monsters in front of everyone was plowed open up a large open space with the sword energy landing as the center.

At this moment, the worms in the monster group exploded one by one, and the ghost worms in their stomachs swam out of the air densely, raised their heads and flew into the red cloud above their heads.

Even though a few fireballs exploded among them, they did not stop too many monsters.

Fire magic like Fireball is ultimately inferior to Divine Strike, which has special attacks against ghost-like monsters.

The barrier was 'healed' again, and the faces of the adventurers in the 'trench' below were numb, but even at such a critical moment, no one was screaming or crying like crazy. They were more elite than the group of people on the hill, and they understood the simple truth that the more chaotic the maze, the faster they would die, but they needed to overcome their fear instinct.

Those who are not elite had died in the last "punitive war" four months ago, and there is no way they can escape from here.

The bearded man squinted his eyes and watched for a moment, then his body swung down.

"This is the third time Leo has lost control again! I'll go check out the situation and be back soon!"

After saying this, he was about to jump down, but suddenly he turned around and looked straight at the adventurers.

"Brothers, hold on! The rescue from the Adventurer's Association is coming soon! The golden lightning faintly visible on the southern sea three hours ago was the work of a high-level divine striker from the Adventurer's Association!
The direction is the same! The "Hellfire Bomb" just now is proof of that! Do you understand? ! "

"Understood!" Everyone's faces brightened slightly.

The bearded man nodded, turned around, leaped down the mountain quickly.

But he turned his head and his face turned gloomy. The Adventurer's Association sent rescue? Don't be ridiculous, how could they send rescue? ?
Everyone knows that this is a deceptive statement.

But now everyone needs hope, so he made up a "hope".

People will really die without spiritual support.

Even if the support is just an illusion, it will shatter at the slightest touch.

But the "Hellfire Bomb" is from another camp where a Saint-level fire magician returned after a failed crusade? I was wondering why so many monsters were pouring in from the southeast, but they were all blown up here! !

It would be crazy not to save magic power like this!
Boom! ! Soon! The bearded man leaped from a high place and arrived at the bottom of the valley.

On the side of the huge magic circle, there were densely packed ghost magic stones that were glowing red. Above the magic circle, three people were rolling on the ground. Two of them were tearing each other apart. Another person had the electric light of divine strike flashing on his hands. He wanted to do something, but he was trembling and couldn't make a decision.

The three people rolling on the ground seemed to have pieces of magma hanging on their bodies, glowing red light, on their arms, shoulders, necks, and waists.

In the light, the flesh and blood in the glowing area seemed to be melted by the hot magma, and the flesh and blood flowed down the skin in a sticky paste. The empty space of the flesh and blood did not show a flesh hole, but was gradually covered with a layer of red mist and became strangely transparent.

Their faces were twitching unnaturally, and layers of scars as if their skin was burned spread out from the neck area covered by clothes and were crawling towards their faces.

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The situations of the two people fighting were completely different.

One of them was completely normal, with no missing arms or legs, but he was pressing the forehead of the tall and thin man opposite him in an awkward position, trying to control him from a safe distance. The latter's entire chin had turned transparent, and drops of broth were dripping in front of the two men from where the transparent chin met his lips. His face was covered with red scars from burns, and he was screaming unconsciously!

What was even more terrible was his body. His right arm was already missing, and now his entire left arm and both legs had turned transparent. There were lumps of melted flesh on the ground.

——Transformed into a corpse soul.

"Divine Strike!! Quick!!"

"But how can Captain Leo still be alive? Without him, we would have died long ago! How could it be like this now? How could it be like this?"

When the bearded man heard what the two said, he became furious and shouted loudly!

"The third stage of soul transformation!! What are you waiting for!!!"

The adventurer who was holding the divine strike spell in his hand was startled, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and chanted the spell. Crackling lightning suddenly flashed beside everyone and exploded into an "electric ball" with a diameter of three meters. It went out in an instant.

The three adventurers who fell to the ground stopped twitching, and at the same time, the divine strike removed the scars on their skin caused by the magical impurities in their bodies.

But
It’s not just the scars that are removed.

The part of the body that had transformed into a ghost was also removed.

I saw that their arms, shoulders, necks, and waists were missing pieces of flesh, which turned into injuries.

After the pain of their consciousness being eroded by magic eased, they did not blame their companions who had the special 'power of life and death', nor did they care about the pain of their bodies being torn apart. Instead, they all stood up and looked at Leo beside them.

Leo is already a human pig.

He moved his body dejectedly while lying on the ground, and glanced at his companions with clear eyes. He then turned to look at the vice-captain of the adventurer team that truly belonged to him before his death. He seemed to want to give an expression of "I'm fine", but it was just because of the phantom limb that he moved the skin on his face.

Then he died.

The first stage of soul transformation - two forms: active and passive. Active: absorbing magic stones containing impurities, and the body is gradually corroded. Passive: being bitten by humans who have been transformed into souls, and the magic power full of impurities is poured into the body. The former progresses slowly, while the latter progresses very quickly.

The second stage of transformation into a corpse soul: scars appear on the body due to the erosion of impure magic power.

The third stage of transformation into a spirit: the body is severely corroded by magic power and some flesh and blood fall off, gradually turning into a ghost.

Everyone stared at Leo's body in a daze. The young man who released the divine strike technique suddenly laughed. He stood up and grabbed the sleeve of the bearded man, but his face twisted several times. He could only accept the laugh and showed a crying expression. He sat on the ground, holding his face in silence.

The bearded man looked at Leo's body with his eyes downcast, and spoke in a buzzing voice.

"If you don't use the Divine Strike to remove the ghostly influence, with a strong will, you may become a half-human, half-ghost. If you are not strong-willed, you may already be a corpse. Leo told me that this is his own choice."

He took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

The barrier above the valley has become increasingly precarious under the impact of the red cloud.

"It doesn't matter. We'll be on our way with him in less than an hour."

(End of this chapter)