Alone and Infinite

Endless white light surged forth.

'boom!'

The overwhelming power, mixed with fragments of the barrier, sprayed out in all directions, carving out blank spaces in the monster horde.

The power of light followed closely behind, spreading like a wave.

To the astonishment of all the apostles, the backlash from the shattered Barrier of Light actually cleared a large section of the plaza of monsters!

A rough calculation shows that the explosion of the Light Barrier cleared out at least 10,000 Corrupted Tree Golems!

Li Xia couldn't help but take a breath.

He recalled another attribute of the Light Barrier.

When the barrier is shattered, it will release a powerful shockwave, causing widespread damage.

[Barrier Damage Value: Absorbs 80% of damage]

"This damage—it's outrageous!"

Aowu pinched his own dragon whiskers, clicking his tongue in amazement.

No one expected that the remaining corrupted tree golems would be cleared out in this way.

Li Xia stared intently at the bulwark of light, which was still unleashing its power, and said softly:

"Think about it from another angle, it's a one-time use purple-grade, extremely consumable item."

Unable to prevent spatial penetration, monotonous center point spread damage.

The primary damage pattern is fragmentation.

Not only Aowu, but even Black Charcoal realized what was happening.

But judging from the current situation, it is indeed an exaggeration.

They wiped out nearly ten thousand corrupted tree golems in one go, but that was all.

If used properly, it can be a strategic weapon; if used improperly, it's like walking into a trap, trapping someone and beating them.

If it were a more intelligent army, they wouldn't need to do anything; they could simply surround the area.

"Oh, Your Highness, if you calculate it this way, what are the benefits that Guge gained—"

Awoo quickly did the calculations, but unexpectedly, the charcoal was even faster:

"Meow meow meow!"

That's right. Even if so many corrupted tree golems were destroyed at once, Gug would only gain a 50% chance of transcendence.

In addition, there were dozens of white boxes scattered on the ground.

Moreover, these boxes have been flooded by the monsters that have surged back up, unless the rest are cleared out.

Otherwise, there would be no way to pick it up at all.

"withstand!!!"

The old man in the formal attire had bulging veins on his neck, his face flushed red, and he roared hoarsely.

The other apostles also howled madly:

"Use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve, or you'll all die!"

Violet didn't speak; her pretty face was contorted with anger and fear.

She let out a high-pitched and shrill scream, and the remaining three blue bags instantly rolled their eyes back and collapsed to the ground.

Even her once full cheeks were rapidly thinning, soon becoming skin and bones.

The massive amount of mana converted from flesh and blood instantly boosted Violet's mana to 2,600 points, a level that no apostle could currently achieve.

At that moment, she seemed to transform into a purple sun.

A dazzling purple light burst forth from her body, illuminating the area ahead.

The corrupted tree golem, like a melting candle, turned into pools of indescribable liquid.

The remaining apostles, their eyes filled with despair and a desperate ferocity, also charged forward.

The entire square instantly transformed into a chaotic battlefield.

Accumulated one-time-use items, consumables, and even ammunition that they are reluctant to use.

The apostle, driven to desperation, unleashed a dazzling brilliance.

Even under such circumstances, they still managed to maintain a certain level of command.

They deliberately concentrated all the damage together, attempting to blast a path through the enemy lines.

Under their relentless and frenzied attacks, the more than 50,000 corrupted tree golems surrounding the area were actually on the verge of being breached.

Surrounding the square and its ruins, the apostles no longer concealed themselves.

They crouch or stand, like vultures waiting for their prey to die.

Quietly and undisguisedly, they waited for the apostles in the square to unleash their final brilliance and burn themselves out.

Just like this world, only cotton-like remnants remain.

"Your Highness."

Looking at the apostles standing atop the ruins under the gray night sky, Aowu whispered:

"What they are doing..."

"Scavenging!"

Li Xia said calmly, "This world is not a world of killing. The benefits of killing Blood Keys are reduced by 80%, and mutual killing is not encouraged."

But no one would refuse a free 20% return.

Awoo had already guessed that this was how the ecosystem of the temple was, but it always felt that the apostles should not be like this.

Those flickering silhouettes are perhaps images etched deeply into his mind.

He couldn't recall the stories behind those silhouettes, but he always felt that the apostles would eventually grow up to be arrogant.

Even if you took the wrong path at the beginning.

Aowu shook its head, deciding not to dwell on it since it couldn't figure it out, and began to look at the situation in the square again.

After the Light Barrier cleared out the original 60,000+ Corrupted Tree Golems, only about 50,000 remained.

If there are no unexpected events or interference, these apostles will probably really break out.

Unfortunately, there's also the Ascended, Amodrich.

Its enormous hammer was like a death knell; with each ripple of black light emanating from it, an apostle would fall.

I curse you—I curse you!

Violet's once voluptuous figure and delicate, fair skin had vanished, but she was still wrapped in that purple dress.

With her back hunched over, she curled up like an old woman among the pile of corpses on the ground.

Beside her was 'Blue Bag,' which she had long since drained dry.

I don't know how such a loud sound could come from her withered body, which looked like it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

That was a piercing voice, sharp and filled with venom and chilling coldness, powerful enough to drown out the noise in the square:

"Guge, I curse you. No matter what you plot, you will suffer the consequences of your actions before you succeed. I curse you to die a horrible death, I curse your soul to be burned by the flames of purification, I curse you to watch helplessly as everything is done for others."

I curse you, I curse you to become a stepping stone beneath the feet of a true king.

The brilliance of life gradually faded from those no longer bright eyes.

Her chapped lips moved slightly.

Her voice gradually faded, becoming barely audible, as if she were speaking to herself, or perhaps making some kind of prophecy.

"A conspiracy can never truly strengthen a conspirator; a conspirator will inevitably die by his own conspiracy!"

Gulag sat upright in a velvet, gilded high-backed chair, his scarlet eyes filled with disdain.

"curse."

Slender fingers tapped on the armrests of the chair, and she felt an urge to laugh.

Hahaha. That stupid woman actually wanted to curse the noble vampire bloodline?

He coldly stared at the dozen or so apostles remaining in the center of the square, and at the others who, seeing no hope of finding anything, were preparing to leave.

Honestly, they have absolutely no patience.

The appetizers have just finished; what follows is the main course of this banquet!

"Let's go, there's not much of a chance left. We can only hold on for a few more minutes at most before we can't break through."

The squad leader tossed away his cigarette butt and turned to leave without the slightest hesitation.

Just like how he decided to wait here without hesitation.

"Team Captain"

The teammate's stammering voice came from behind.

The squad leader turned around in confusion, just one glance.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and an unprecedented heat quietly emerged.

"What the hell?!"

Aowu stared in disbelief at the edge of the monster horde in the square.

Several dazzling rays of light shone brightly, shining brilliantly against the gray night sky.

It was a huge ceremonial table with several items on it.

Beneath that deep purple light, a pale orange glow shone exceptionally brightly.

"Your Highness! An orange-tier item has dropped!"

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A pale orange glow!

In an instant, the pupils of all the apostles seemed to be tinged with an orange halo.

His breathing gradually became heavy, and an irrepressible desire burned fiercely within his body like a flame.

Light orange!

Whether it's equipment or anything else, even one-time use items, the allure of the light orange items is like a magnet.

It firmly captured their attention.

"Boss"

"head"

"Boss!"

The apostles, their eyes almost turning red, looked at their respective leaders with various titles.

"Wait. Wait a little longer."

They felt the fire in their teammates' eyes, a fire that also burned in their own hearts.

Hundreds of eyes were fixed on the enormous ceremonial table, like starving people seeing an incredibly lavish feast.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the corrupted tree golems were all drawn to the apostles who were still desperately trying to survive.

No one noticed those tempting treasures.

"Whoosh-"

A dark figure suddenly darted out from a corner of the square and, at this moment of great attention, rushed straight toward the ceremonial table with incredible speed.

"rush!"