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

Chapter 347: 'She' in the form of a spirit corpse (Part )
"Sir Allen! Twelve warriors, four intermediate swordsmen, seven advanced swordsmen, and one saint-level, all veterans of long-standing adventures. Eight advanced fire magicians, these are companions with more magic power, and seven advanced water magicians, all of whom have learned the magic of 'Heavy Rain', a total of twenty-seven."

Suddenly he stopped talking, and saw that Alan, who had been sitting there just now, had turned into a shadow in the rain and disappeared. In just a blink of an eye, he squeezed out of the rain and appeared in front of him.

"Loris? Saint-level water magician?"

Alan's voice quickly penetrated the bearded man's ears. He was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, his face twitched a few times, and he spoke through gritted teeth.

"In fact, including Leo, we originally had three Saint-level water magicians, but during the last expedition, one was seriously injured and died not long after coming out, and the other one...
She absorbed the ghost magic stone to restore her magic power. She turned into a corpse soul. Currently, she is still using her magic power to resist the erosion of the corpse soul."

He looked towards the edge of the camp, and everyone followed his gaze.

There was a tent that was separated from the rest of the tents by a fence. At this moment, an adventurer was holding a piece of moldy dry bread in his hand, opened the curtain and went inside.

Alan looked at that place, crushed the magic stone in his hand, and walked over, "Let's go and take a look." Melna, who had been staring at Alan's neck beside him, was suddenly startled and hurriedly followed over.

"Mr. Ai Allen, your collar"

Before she could finish her words, the bearded man pulled her aside, squeezed her next to Alan, and spoke anxiously.

"Loloris is no longer capable of fighting!! Don't go! She looks like she has no ability to fight anymore, Master Allen. The reason why she is not in the magician team this time is not because..."

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the tent in the distance, and the adventurer retreated from the tent and yelled at the bearded man at the top of his lungs.

"Ms. Luo Luo Li Si can't hold on any longer! Ms. Luo Li Si can't hold on any longer!!!"

"Lord Ai Allen's divine strike just now swept her body!!!"

The bearded man was stunned, his face changed suddenly, and he took a step towards the tent.

Boom!!! The intense air pressure almost made him stagger.

Look up again.

The figure beside him had torn through the rain curtain, and the raindrops were splashing in the air with a loud bang, leaving a human figure tunnel, which was then extinguished by the rain in an instant.

With a snap, the footsteps fell. The flow mystery shield on Alan's body couldn't even withstand the wind pressure and kept twisting. The rain splashed on his body irregularly, just like his restless heart.

He pushed the adventurer beside him away, reached out and grabbed the tent curtain, paused for a moment, and then suddenly opened the tent curtain.

The cloth slapped the rain, which flowed out of the tent and into the tent. In the dark pupils that were condensed like needles, the muddy river on the turbulent ground flickered a few times, like a frame-dropping picture shaking, and then stabilized:
The tent was filled with red stones all over, from top to bottom, from left to right, and from among the stones there oozed red flowing colors like magma.

With a splash, the rain soaked Alan's entire body.

The flow secret lost its carefully maintained precision and suddenly collapsed.

The sounds of wind, rain, footsteps, roars, and screams surrounded Alan and approached from all directions like boiling magma.

But when it fell into Alan's ears, he only felt that all five senses were rapidly moving away from his consciousness.

I can't hear anything, the sound is too 'far away'.

In the distance, Allen felt that there was only a buzzing sound in his mind, and then he was separated from this world.

In sight.

In the pile of dry stones that seemed to evaporate instantly if water was dropped on them, the magical accessories constructed a small barrier.

Half of her long blue seaweed-like hair was covered in mud and hung down among the rubble. The ends were yellowed by the heat and curled up.

Under the cracked thin lips, half of her body had become completely transparent, with her beating heart directly exposed at the junction of ghost and corpse.

The flesh is melting like wax.

He stretched out his hand and dejectedly caught the pieces of flesh that kept falling. He looked up with a look of helplessness and confusion.

The red and distorted face, with only half of the flesh and blood eyes left, looked at Allen.

Dark blue.

——Luo Qixi.

The moment I saw her eyes.

Alan felt as if his brain was forced into it by the human-god's head that looked like a piece of white mist and had a bald outline, which made his brain matter scattered all over the place. His consciousness was hazy and he could not sense any information.

Then came a severe headache, during which it felt as if liquid and air were constantly hitting my body, making a very noisy sound.

Someone was shaking his body violently.

Alan just stared at Loki with his eyes wide open, his teeth clenched and his gums bleeding.

Hiss, hiss, the images flashed layer by layer, mud, water and rocks kept surging in his sight, and Alan felt as if the world was shaking.

There was a sound coming from far away.

"Alan."

Getting closer.

"Mr. Allen"

Turned into a roar!

"Mr. Allen!!!!"

Alan suddenly opened his eyes! The muddy water flowed in front of him. He held his head and gritted his teeth to look at the person who was pulling his sleeve. The fantasy and hallucination quickly faded from his consciousness.

All I could see was Melna's extremely anxious look.

"Mr. Allen! Wake up! Wake up! Ghost Stone! You've been corrupted! You came right over before I could call you! Too fast! Divine Strike!"

Alan raised his brows and looked at his hands.

There was an intense burning and stinging sensation on the back of my hand.

He saw that hideous scars had spread to the back of his hand at some point, and the ghost magic stone that he had just crushed and grasped again in his hand had been sucked up by him again.

Alan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists! The micro magic circle of the Divine Strike that was slowly disappearing in his abdomen suddenly burst into afterglow!

The crackling lightning flashed across his body like a stream of water! The scar quickly dissipated in the lightning, and the feeling of unconsciousness just now also disappeared quickly.

The sounds are back.

Someone was shouting "Sir Allen!" and was squatting beside him, looking at him anxiously.

That's Oss.

Someone screamed in panic, "Mr. Allen has also been corrupted!!!"

That was the adventurer who was at the door just now.

Seeing that his own Lun was safe and sound, he called out the name of the Water Saint-level magician loudly and ran into the tent covered with mud and water.

That's a big beard.

Someone quickly passed by him and knelt in front of the figure in front of him, muttering in panic, "Hold on, hold on."

That's Loew.

In front of him, the poor brown-haired Water Saint Magician had lost nearly two-thirds of his flesh and blood.

That's not Lokishi.

"Are you feeling better?!" Melna beside him showed joy in her eyes.

The erosion of the corpse soul was eliminated, and the dream-like feeling just now suddenly disappeared from Allen's mind, and his eyes became clear again.

Staring blankly at the environment in front of him.

The scene that seemed to be in a cave somewhere in the volcano just now disappeared, and in front of me was only a tattered tent with a faint light of barrier in the middle.

The person inside, his blue hair and blue eyes have changed color.

Blood and flesh were rapidly draining from the lower body to the waist, but the heart under the chest was still firmly covered with magic power.

But it doesn't work.

Loris, the Water Saint magician in this camp, had half of her ghost body slowly dissipating in the air because it was swept by the aftermath of the divine strike that Alan leaked when he rescued the people.

——She had been using magic to resist the transformation into a corpse soul, and had been maintaining a balance like walking on a tightrope. However, all this was broken by a cluster of lightning from the divine strike that swept lightly, and the transparent corpse soul part spread uncontrollably and was purified by the "wound" torn by the divine strike.

It was as if she was being cut into pieces, the invisible hot blades were precise and sharp, cutting off her magic and body piece by piece.

Love knelt in front of her, reaching out to catch the other's flesh and blood, but he was completely unable to catch it. Bones, internal organs, and blood flowed out from his fingers. He looked into the other's eyes and kept whispering.

"Hold on a little longer. You can definitely do it. Just hold on a little longer."

"Hold on a little longer." With a loud crash, the skull, which had turned soft as a puddle of mud, fell into Löw's hands.

The Water Saint magician was reduced to nothing but minced meat on the ground. Even during the process, her remaining face just looked at everyone in confusion, completely unaware of what fate she would face.

until death.

The bearded man looked at this scene with a deep sadness on his face, but after such a long time, he had expected this scene and slowly stood up.

But Lev, who was supposed to be an 'outsider', just stared blankly at the flesh and blood in his hands that had fallen off due to the transformation of the corpse soul. His face twitched a few times, and he held the flesh and blood and grabbed his face hard. The air coming out of his throat was like a broken bellows, and his mouth emitted a wailing sound.

"Seris, Seris. Ah! Ah!!!"

The bearded man frowned, but was grabbed by the sleeve by Climb who was walking over.

"I'm sorry. Seris. It was his wife, who also became a spirit corpse. Just like this, she died in front of us."

The bearded man looked at the collapsed Love and asked.

".My condolences. Was she bitten by someone else?"

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Climb lowered his eyes.

"She is the barrier magician of our adventurer group."

The bearded man was silent for a moment, thinking of the dead Leo, and after a while he could only whisper "I'm sorry."

Behind the two of them, Oss breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the scars on Allen's body gradually disappear.

"Sir Allen, absorbing magic stones to restore magic power is very dangerous, even if you have the Divine Strike Technique."

"The appearance of scars means that we have entered the second stage. At this time, the magic impurities will seriously affect people's thoughts. If we don't use the Divine Strike Technique to quickly remove the ghost magic impurities from our bodies, it won't take long before our bodies begin to turn into ghosts.
If one reaches the third stage of ghostification, using divine strike will cause fracture injuries. If the degree of ghostification is too deep at this time, divine strike will turn from a life-saving medicine into a death warrant.

After all, ghosts cannot be illuminated by light.

You must proceed with caution"

Allen just stared at the pile of flesh in front of Love with bloodshot eyes.

The scene I just saw was like a dream caused by the scar affecting my thoughts.

But is that really a 'dream'?

The miniature magic circle on the Dragon Saint Fighting Spirit crystal in the abdomen has been completely annihilated.

That was not a 'dream' that occurred when one's consciousness was hazy.

Because people cannot see information they have not been exposed to in dreams, he had never entered the interior of a volcano during his lifetime, let alone since he came to Wuzhi.

Alan turned and walked out of the tent.

"go!"

The boots stepped through the mud outside.

'There is no time left. I have to race against time.'

The footsteps splashed in the passing rain.

'Faster.'

Torrential rain from the sky continued to fall in front of him.

'Faster!' '

The sky, which made it impossible to distinguish between day and night, dyed the road pitch black.

'Faster! ! '

His brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, his steps were getting faster and faster, and the magic stones in his hands were constantly destroyed and replaced one after another.

“Faster!!!”

then.

"We're here! Sir Allen!"

Bang, my foot stepped on the grass that had been soaked into mud by the rain.

He stopped and looked ahead.

Every word from my heart is urging me.

The transfer point is a dense forest three kilometers west of the camp where everyone is located.

Arrived.

The bearded man shouted in the rain.

"Everyone, stay closer! Don't be too scattered when transferring. Magicians and warriors should walk together with each other at intervals. Don't panic if you find that the environment has changed during the transfer. Before the "maze" is integrated, all the transfer magic circles are in the molten cave on the inner wall of the "Purgatory Volcano", so there will be no dangerous situation of suddenly entering the magma directly.

If you are near the lower section of the inner wall of the "Purgatory Volcano", don't panic even if you see the "Secret Sword of the Dead Ghost". First check your own position and start moving towards each other according to the formation agreed upon on the road. In the eyes of the "Secret Sword of the Dead Ghost", we are all ants and it will not actively attack ants!

Unless the ants provoke him! What we have to do is wait until the formation is assembled, and then conquer him according to the tactics, understand! ? "

"clear!!"

The bearded man walked up to Alan with a very respectful attitude.

"I've already given you the instructions. Shall we go in now?"

Allen nodded.

"Into the jungle!"

At this time, more than twenty minutes had passed since we returned to the tent in the camp.

In the violent storm, it was difficult to determine the direction, and there were many monsters along the way.

Even so, after everyone left the camp and sorted out their equipment, which took nearly five minutes, they still quickly found the dense forest.

They even discussed the formation for conquering the Secret Sword of the Dead Ghosts on the way.

All this is thanks to Allen.

He almost never stopped along the way, and used various means to almost brutally increase everyone's speed. Even when facing three waves of monsters, these so-called warriors and magicians did not even take action.

The bearded man walked in the dense forest for a while, and did not forget to look back.

The rain was heavy and the shadows of the trees obscured the sky.

But in his memory, he could still remember the shape of the sky behind him.

——There is a piece missing from the dark cloud.

What level is the divine strike technique used by Mr. Allen? Terrifying.
Just as he turned his head, the light and shadow around him changed.

The dark background of the sky suddenly dropped frames and turned into hot stones.

The cold rain curtain that continued to carry everyone's body temperature was instantly submerged by the blazing red light.

It's hot, scorching, and my skin is burning.

The sudden change in temperature instantly turned the remaining rainwater on the body into steam!
The bearded man's pupils constricted, but he still kept turning his head.

Alan's figure flashed into his eyes.

The latter was staring blankly at something beside him, and the bearded man subconsciously followed his gaze and looked over there.

——It was a huge tattered wizard's hat.

Just put it in front of the two of them.

He subconsciously wanted to see more clearly, but the inertia of turning his head still caused his head and vision to sweep to the side.

A fiery and twisted 'door' is right before our eyes.

The molten magma rose and fell in front of the entrance of the cave where the two were.

In the distance, the figure standing in the lava was very far away and could not be seen clearly in the distorted air.

It was the "Dead Ghost Secret Sword". We were actually transferred directly to the molten cave at the bottom of the maze. Our luck was really bad.
Fortunately, it won't attack unless you draw your sword.
I.
We.
With a snap, the bearded man's body broke into two pieces and he fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)