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"Don't rush me." Zhu Jun stretched and stood up. "Alright, I'll go back to find him now. I'll leave things here to you."

"You make it sound so easy. What good is a single sprout of life?"

"Isn't there still one planted in the palace?" Zhu Jun waved his hand. "That's the body of a god, much better than planting four or five on a player, isn't it?"

"You know it's a divine body? That's something you can just control?"

"If Dong Muge can become Pandia, why can't you?"

"That woman just got incredibly lucky."

“That’s your own problem then.” Zhu Jun said, his figure enveloped by the shadow rising from the ground, and then disappeared without a trace. “See you later.”

The dark room fell silent once more. Looking at the empty space before him, the figure gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, "...You bastard, I'll kill you sooner or later."

……

On the southern wall of the imperial city, the battle between the rebels and the zombie horde was raging, while the relocation of millions of citizens within the city was proceeding at a rapid pace.

Meanwhile, further south of the imperial city, across flat wilderness, through dense forests teeming with zombies, and over mountain villages to the Howling Mountains on the border of Valond, Ye Xiao, clad in a black trench coat, stood on a cliff overlooking the quiet and empty town of Grey Gold below.

Chapter 182 Shadow Mage

As the saying goes, to shoot a man, shoot his horse first; to capture a thief, capture his king first; all tactics are about stealing his home.

It's impossible to fight off a million-strong zombie horde with just manpower. To solve this problem, we ultimately need to find a way to cut off the source of that zombie army.

The total population of Greygold Town is only tens of thousands. Even if they were all turned into zombies, it would be impossible for the population to reach such an exaggerated number as one million.

The Cult of Life has stolen a portion of the authority over life, and its possible mastermind, Pandya, is the deity who controls the authority of "reproduction."

Therefore, Ye Xiao naturally thought that these zombies were probably produced from somewhere using some special method.

However, after investigating the dense forest outside the imperial city where corpses kept emerging, he found that these living corpses seemed to come directly from underground, crawling out of nowhere. Therefore, it was clear that the area was merely the destination where these living corpses were transported, not their true birthplace.

Following this line of reasoning, Greytown seems to be the obvious answer.

In addition, now that those undead are being transported to attack the capital, and having previously killed Pandia's offspring in the sewers, he knows that Pandia is also in the capital.

This means that Graygold Town may not have anything powerful to defend it right now.

Of course, it was previously speculated that there was probably an even more hidden force behind Pandia, but there was no concrete evidence of this force appearing yet, and Ye Xiao could not be timid because of such unfounded rumors.

With this in mind, Ye Xiao used Ella's portal to arrive at the edge of Grey Gold Town.

Time was of the essence in the capital, so after briefly observing the empty town of Gray Gold from the cliff's terrain, he descended the mountain and headed into the town.

Unlike when we returned from Storm Harbor, most of the buildings in Greygold Town were now dilapidated, with a few snowflakes on the eaves covered in dust and cobwebs, looking as if no one had cleaned them for a long time.

The streets were deserted and eerily quiet, almost suffocating. Grayish-yellow weeds and withered branches grew along the roadside, swaying gently in the light snow and cold wind.

The raven familiar observed that the fog that had previously surrounded Princess Femihill's guards, the area where Chen Yao and his group had hidden, which was located at the crossroads leading to the mountains south of the town, had dissipated.

After observing for a while, Ye Xiao decided to go to the tavern where they had been attacked. After all, Zhu Jun had deliberately led the group of players there when he lured them, so there might be a reason for it.

The tavern was located in the center of town and was once a favorite spot for adventurers and merchants traveling to Greygold Town.

However, when Ye Xiao arrived at the tavern, all that remained was devastation, with charred marks on the doorway resembling those from a fire.

Other places were dilapidated but not ruined, but this place looked like a battle had taken place here...

Wait, a fight?

Ye Xiao stroked his chin, and he quickly recalled that Chen Yao and the others had fought against those withered old trees in this tavern before.

Logically, that should have happened in the divine realm, which is the Gray Gold Town located in another dimension.

How could the signs of battle from that place appear in this small tavern that is clearly in reality?

Could these two spaces overlap at this location?

Ye Xiao realized this almost instantly. He decisively walked into the tavern, his eyes scanning the ruins in an attempt to find a connection between this place and the Gray Gold Town in the Divine Kingdom.

"Hey, Ye Xiao, this is all we need to find."

Just then, a faint voice sounded from behind.

Ye Xiao turned around and saw a tall, thin young man standing at the entrance of the tavern.

The other person was wearing a simple travel cloak, and had a faint but hard-to-ignore scar on the bridge of his nose.

"Zhu Jun, long time no see." Ye Xiao curled her lips. "Time flies. I remember the last time we met was at this tavern."

“Hey, don’t think I don’t know. If you’re chatting so politely in this kind of situation, it’s like you’re plotting to kill me,” Zhu Jun said, shrugging. “We’re old classmates, there’s no need for that.”

"You seem to know me quite well? I don't recall us being that close," Ye Xiao said, casually placing his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Since the other party already knows he's about to make a move, there's no need to hide his actions anymore.

"Dong Muge told me that, maybe she knows you better?" Zhu Jun shrugged, looking lazy. "She even wanted to recruit you directly, but you're not a tester, so recruiting you directly wouldn't be in accordance with regulations."

"Test personnel?" Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow.

“Interested? Unfortunately, I can’t tell you anything right now,” Zhu Jun smiled. “But don’t worry, the company values ​​talent. Your performance among the players is quite good, even better than some testers.”

"So I came here specifically to give you a test. If you meet the requirements, you can join us, and then you'll be able to know everything you want to know."

"That sounds interesting, but your condescending attitude is really annoying." Ye Xiao curled the corners of his mouth. "Is this part of your company culture?"

"Oh, no, I think we're quite humble with each other." Zhu Jun scratched his head sheepishly. "It's just that I'm probably used to speaking to the weak like this. You'll get used to it."

“That might be a bit difficult,” Ye Xiao said, slightly bending his knees. “After all, I don’t have the habit of talking to dead people.”

The moment the words left his mouth, the long sword was drawn.

A diagonal cut suddenly appeared on the wall of the tavern, and Ye Xiao's figure was already behind Zhu Jun.

A cold glint flashed and cleanly cleaved Zhu Jun's body in two.

With a swift draw of his sword, he covered the distance of about five steps in an instant. Ye Xiao's swordsmanship, now at the Master level, had become increasingly superb.

"Wow, that's a fast knife, I almost didn't react in time."

But Zhu Jun's annoying voice did not stop. His body, which had been split in two, suddenly turned into two wisps of black mist and merged into the shadows on the ground.

Then, the shadow rose and bulged from the ground, transforming back into Zhu Jun's appearance, as if it had been born from the shadow itself.

Shadow Mage?

Ye Xiao frowned slightly upon seeing this scene. This was an extremely rare profession; he had only heard of it in his previous life but had never encountered it.

But then Zhu Jun slightly raised his hand, and his shadow on the wall, cast by the light streaming in through the broken window, made the same gesture, except that the shadow now held the shadow of a sickle.

Then he swung his hand, and the shadow scythe simultaneously slashed at Ye Xiaoyu's shadow on the wall.

In Ye Xiao's eyes, Zhu Jun merely raised his hand and waved it in the air, but a gloomy killing intent immediately made his hair stand on end.

He immediately raised his sword to parry, only to see a dazzling burst of fire erupt from the blade.

A tremendous force blasted Ye Xiao's body away through the burst of firelight, sending him crashing through the wall behind him and tumbling through a cloud of dust onto the snow-covered street outside the tavern.

Chapter 183 A Flash of Hidden Dagger

As snowflakes fell, a wisp of white mist rose from the small house that Ye Xiao had knocked down, filling the cold air.

Zhu Jun stared intently at the hazy illusion, then suddenly raised his hand and waved it. A magic book with a purple-black cover leaped out from the intricate magic circle as if responding to a summons, and hovered in front of him.

The next second, a sharp sword aura, like the dawn breaking through the mist, pierced straight towards them.

At the same time, a deep, dark shadow shield instantly surged from the magic book, perfectly blocking the lightning-fast attack.

Zhu Jun knew very well that the slash wouldn't kill Ye Xiao, so he decisively set up his defense in advance.

However, the sword energy shattered into countless light fragments upon impact with the shadow shield, scattering in all directions along with the wind and snow, temporarily obscuring Zhu Jun's vision.

Suddenly, a slender, tall figure appeared in the mist. Zhu Jun remained still, only catching the change out of the corner of his eye. He then swiftly waved his right hand, and the shadow beneath his feet instantly snaked out, quietly covering the mist-shrouded ground.

The next moment, the shadow transformed into sharp spikes that shot into the sky. However, when the spikes pierced the figure, the dissipating mist revealed only an afterimage.

"Snapped"

A soft sound came from beside his ear. Zhu Jun turned around quickly and saw Ye Xiao kicking off the wall and rushing down from mid-air like a cannonball above him.

At that moment, Ye Xiao was only two or three meters away from Zhu Jun in the air. For an ordinary mage, that amount of time was not enough to chant a spell.

But Zhu Jun simply flicked his finger, and the shadow beneath his feet instantly transformed into three dark spears, which shot out into the air and pierced through Ye Xiao's body.

No blood gushed out from Ye Xiao's chest, which was pierced through; it was merely an afterimage.

The afterimage doesn't move. Ye Xiao, who jumped off the wall and into the air earlier, must have been the real body. So how did he disappear suddenly, leaving only an afterimage, before being hit by the shadow spear in mid-air?

Zhu Jun's gaze followed the afterimage in the air and he caught a glimpse of a throwing knife stuck in the wall panel.

Spatial magic?

Knowing the abilities of the miracle sorcerer, Zhu Jun immediately turned his head, his keen eyes quickly scanning the walls and floor of the tavern, and sure enough, he found three other places where a throwing knife was stuck.

As expected, this was that guy's spatial marker, Zhu Jun made a judgment in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Xiao's figure flashed out from one of the positions, wielding a long sword that sliced ​​through the air, its cold light pointing straight at Zhu Jun's heart.

Foreseeing this, Zhu Jun immediately flicked his finger again, and the shadow beneath his feet instantly expanded, like countless dark spikes gushing from a dark abyss, covering Ye Xiao's path of movement.

Ye Xiao could only leave behind an afterimage and shift his form once again, but this time, as soon as his figure appeared where a flying knife was, he was met with the array of shadow spikes that Zhu Jun had predicted and summoned.

Fortunately, thanks to his exceptional reaction speed, Ye Xiao was able to somersault in the air the moment he landed, narrowly escaping the thorny crevice.

However, before his feet could even touch the ground, the spreading shadow had already swallowed up the ground he was about to stand on.

With a series of soft "tap tap tap" sounds as the walls and floor were pierced, Ye Xiao dodged several times in quick succession, constantly avoiding the sharp spikes that clung to him like maggots in the dilapidated tavern, leaving behind several hurried afterimages.

Just when Zhu Jun thought Ye Xiao was trapped in an inescapable predicament, Ye Xiao suddenly pulled out a staff from behind and pointed it at Zhu Jun.

A blazing fireball shot out from the tip of Ye Xiao's staff. Although such an ordinary fireball posed little threat to Zhu Jun, he still used his left hand to lift the magic book hanging in the air and activate a shadow shield.

But then Zhu Jun was surprised to find that the fireball passed over his head and hit the wall behind him.

Did it miss? ...No, wait!!

Zhu Jun reacted quickly, turning his body around, but the throwing knife that had been embedded in the wall earlier was already spinning and flying towards him in the shockwave of the fireball explosion.

The next moment, Ye Xiao's cold eyes appeared instantly, and Zhu Jun's astonished expression was reflected in his dark pupils.

There was a flash of cold light.

Ye Xiao's figure intersected with Zhu Jun's, and a blinding white light flashed like lightning across the edge of Zhu Jun's neck.

This was certainly not because Ye Xiao showed mercy; it was just that part of Zhu Jun's upper body suddenly and strangely transformed into a thick, black liquid, thus escaping what should have been a fatal blow.

But this was not the end. The afterimages left in various parts of the tavern transformed into physical blades of light in an instant, like a giant net woven from thousands of silver streaks of light, spreading out and enveloping the entire space.

In an instant, the dense blades of light sliced ​​Zhu Jun and the entire tavern to pieces.

The roof beams collapsed with a deafening roar, like a giant dragon breaking its spine. Accompanied by the resounding crash of the ceiling shattering and falling to the ground, bricks and rubble collided violently with the falling snowflakes, raising a vast expanse of white mist.

Ye Xiao naturally leaped out of the tavern window and onto the street before the building collapsed.

However, he also noticed that in the collapsed ruins, a shadowy figure, like a cunning snake, darted out close to the ground, climbed up the wall of a nearby building, and reached the roof.

"very nice."

The shadow slowly rose on the roof, forming a human-shaped outline, and then gradually transformed into the appearance of Zhu Jun.

"He truly deserves the company's high regard for talent."

Zhu Jun's voice remained calm and composed, his travel cloak fluttering slightly in the snowy wind.

"You're so arrogant, I thought you were invincible." Ye Xiao chuckled, gesturing with his right hand to his neck. "But you can still hit me, huh?"

Zhu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a bloodstain quietly appeared on his neck.

This is the mark left by Ye Xiao's slash when he just dodged. It's a pity that he missed the final burst of sword light, otherwise it wouldn't be such a simple wound.

"Hehe, very good." Zhu Jun wiped the bloodstains seeping from his neck with his thumb. "It seems that we still need to break your arms and legs first to make our next conversation easier."

"I don't know if my arms and legs will break..."

Although most of the long sword at Ye Xiao's waist had been sheathed, his left thumb was still pressing against the hilt, so that a small part of the blade was not completely sheathed.

The next moment, as the words fell, Ye Xiao gently released his left thumb, letting the long sword slide completely into its sheath. "But your neck is truly broken."

"Snapped"

A blood blossomed on Zhu Jun's neck without warning, instantly staining the white rooftop crimson.