Chapter 372 Sinking
Frodo stepped onto the Green Goblin skateboard and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, he shares the same name as Frodo the hobbit from *The Lord of the Rings*, but he's a high-quality reincarnator recognized by the main god! He was copied into the Demon Team during the intermission two rounds ago; from the Demon Team's perspective, he was essentially a newbie who had only experienced one horror movie. But after two intermissions and one horror movie, he gained some understanding of the Demon Team.

Hmm, the captain is an honest man beyond imagination... If other squads had someone like this, Frodo would definitely look down on him. Despite being labeled a demon, he is still hesitant and unwilling to do what he wants. This is either cowardice or hypocrisy!

He had heard long ago about a demon team in the cycle of reincarnation, composed entirely of white breeders who lived extremely comfortable lives, a place he longed for. Now, having been copied here, the situation was completely different from what he had imagined.

Since this person is the captain, Frodo must say that he is a great man and must firmly support him.

He swore it was absolutely not because of what the other veterans said—that almost all the breeders of the previous demon team were wiped out by Zheng Zha alone—absolutely not!

As for the others, that man named Chu Xuan seems terrifying. Even the captain seems a bit afraid of him, whether in real life or in horror movies...

That Chinese boy named Li Xiaoyi, at first glance, looks like just a high school student, but his strength is already greater than that of Frodo's former captain. Is it fair to say he's worthy of being a key member of the Devil Team?
He always had a gloomy look, but Frodo felt from the beginning that his intimidating presence was not as strong as that of another young man, Zhao Zhuikong. Although one was gloomy and the other was sunny, the feeling they gave off was the opposite, which was really strange.

Frodo quickly found out the reason... Zhao Zhuikong was a fucking madman, the kind who could dismember someone's limbs in a sparring match...

These four individuals, who wielded the most influence within the Demons team, were all Chinese. This confirmed for Frodo that he was definitely not a racist; like Tom, he was already a Chinese at heart!
The others didn't impress Frodo as much. Although ordinary melee fighters like Dechai were stronger than anyone in the original team, they were somewhat overshadowed by the other four.

However, Frodo knew he was the weakest, so he put on a very obedient act. Therefore, given his abilities, Chu Xuan assigned him a very important task in this team battle: to retrieve the story character.

It was indeed very easy, since he didn't have to face the stronger Central Continent team head-on... It also suited his abilities very well. With his enhanced attributes as a Shadow Lurker, it was naturally very convenient to kidnap the characters in the story without them even realizing it.

But why with Zhao Zhuikong?! Frodo was truly terrified. Ever since he saw through this guy's true nature, Frodo couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine even at the sight of him... It wasn't so much awe of a powerful being as it was the fear of a monster!
Fortunately, Zhao Zhuikong didn't say anything to him on the way. After seeing the Central Continent Team's bus, he followed it directly... After the bus stopped, Frodo quickly knocked out the three plot characters and dragged them into the shadows, then moved towards the alley where the Green Goblin skateboard was parked.

Thankfully, he didn't need to cooperate with Zhao Zhuikong on anything... Thank goodness.

Frodo glanced down at his feet; in the basket beneath the skateboard, three plot characters were fast asleep. He thought about Chu Xuan's arrangement and couldn't help but scoff inwardly. This Central Continent team seemed utterly pathetic, using a weak squad on plot characters. Did they really think the Demon Team was so weak they couldn't even catch a bus?

Guided by his mental controller, he avoided the Central Continent Team's telekinetic floating cannons, detouring before heading straight back to Umbrella Corporation. The Green Goblin's skateboard was incredibly fast; even the low-spec version Chu Xuan had built could reach speeds of 700 kilometers per hour. If Raccoon City weren't so vast, he would have already completed his mission.

Just as the Umbrella Corporation was about to arrive, the cold, detached voice of the Supreme God suddenly rang in Frodo's ears: "One of the opposing team members has been killed. The Demon Team has zero points..."

"It seems Zhao Zhuikong has already killed the one who blocked his way... But what is he going to do to his sister?" Frodo wondered to himself.

Below him, half was a vast expanse of darkness, and the other half was a sea of ​​blood flowing across the earth. Frodo could neither see nor hear what was in the darkness, which seemed to be so thick that it could even muffle sound; and in the sea of ​​blood, a high platform stood, seemingly formed directly from the road, where two terrifying figures were colliding violently.

"Never mind, none of that's my concern..." Frodo felt a mix of disappointment and longing. He glanced at the darkness below and sped up the Green Goblin skateboard. Once back at Umbrella Corporation, he could use his abilities to infiltrate the darkness and ambush whoever he could... The abilities of the Shadow Lurker and the darkness controlled by Li Xiaoyi could indeed complement each other.

Shortly after Frodo withdrew from the battlefield, the gas station exploded, but the flames and intense heat were confined to a small space.

Due to excessive blood loss, Liu Xi's vision was somewhat blurred... but with the combined power of True Sense Vision and Telekinesis, the force of the explosion was still contained within a single space.

Modifying Zhao Zhuikong's coordinates, however, placed a considerable burden on her.

The flames and high temperatures had not yet subsided, and the flames were fixed in the distorted space, like a bright lamp.

A figure engulfed in flames emerged from the fire. The terrifying explosion seemed to only bother him with burnt clothes… even his long hair remained unharmed. Zhao Yingkong gritted her teeth, staring at the man who had emerged from the flames. Now he resembled a demon even more… an unkillable demon, a demon who disregarded everything. Beneath that indifferent smile lay only a thirst for slaughter and the manipulation of human hearts.

Xiao Lian and Cheng Ying had merged into one sword, which Zhao Yingkong held in her left hand. After being struck again, her right arm was completely immobilized... Zhao Zhuikong's understanding of her weaknesses was unbelievable; whether she attacked actively or dodged passively, she would always suffer some injuries.

If Zhao Zhuikong wanted to kill her, she would have been dead long ago.

But Liu Xi didn't have this advantage. Metal powder filled the air, and even though she brought several protective shields, she could only block a few more attacks... The arrival of the fatal blow was not delayed much.

Looking at Zhao Zhuikong's contorted face and the small dagger shimmering in the light in his hand, Liu Xi shook her head slightly. The next moment, blood gushed from her back; the fatal wound that she had forcibly healed with her True Sense Vision finally erupted.

If it weren't for the three-eyed people's internal vision, they probably would have had to use telekinesis to heal the wound in their heart... which would have made them die even faster.

Liu Xi shifted her gaze from Zhao Zhuikong. The girl didn't say much and silently collapsed to the ground.

Zhao Zhuikong brushed the fire off his body, rubbed his face, and revealed a slightly more normal smile. He looked at Zhao Yingkong: "Well, the person blocking our way is finally dead. From now on, it's just the two of us."

After saying this, an uncontrollable twisted malice emanated from him again. Zhao Zhuikong turned his head away, seemingly admiring his spoils. But his gaze wasn't on Liu Xi at all; instead, it revealed a hint of struggle.

No...no...we can't lose control at this time...

Was the process not completed just now...?

Although she doesn't seem to have ever been resurrected, if I couldn't resist... I would have wasted this opportunity...

Zhao Yingkong couldn't see his eyes, but she could sense Zhao Zhuikong's inner turmoil and hesitation.

Not as former friends and relatives, but as adversaries... to understand the enemy's state of mind.

Zhao Zhuikong's body trembled slightly, and he finally looked at Zhao Yingkong. Just as he was about to say something, the mental pull and physical pressure caused him to be knocked to the ground.

A man with a cigarette in his mouth appeared from behind, looked at Zhao Zhuikong who was trying to struggle, clicked his tongue and said, "Has he already succumbed to his inner demons... No wonder he's so troublesome."

Zhao Zhuikong's body was struggling wildly, to a degree that went beyond resistance to danger; it was more like a frenzied attempt to reclaim his physical form. The connection between his mind and body was severed, and an unimaginably terrifying mental force invaded, completely sealing off his spiritual body.

Apart from the voices coming from behind him, he knew nothing else.

“You’re using telekinesis not to extend your attack range, right?” Zhang Jie took a drag of his cigarette. “Your Mind Light is related to space. If you want, you can attack any point within range… It’s just that you can’t use it reliably yet, so you need to use telekinesis to bring out the attributes of Mind Light.”

"It's a pity you're so foolish. The Light of the Soul can temporarily suppress your inner demons, but this kind of premature guidance is just a temporary fix... In the end, the Light of the Soul becomes your inner demons. You can neither see through your inner demons nor devour them... It is the inner demons that devour the real you."

"In fact, being able to come into contact with the light of the soul is the temptation of your inner demons... You will probably never have the chance to step into the intermediate fourth tier again. No matter how strong you are, you are only infinitely close to the intermediate fourth tier. Once you cross the final critical point, that will be the time when you completely perish!"

(End of this chapter)

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