In the darkness of night.
A ring of bone-white eerie flames surrounded them, exuding a strangely seductive beauty.
But Angela and Dover were trembling, for each flame represented a powerful undead spirit.
When night fell, or when that crimson glow faded, the hidden world transformed into a paradise for vengeful spirits.
“The number of them…”
Dover looked at the endless sea of undead and felt relieved: “Thankfully, they can’t come in!”
While fleeing, they had luckily discovered this black stone mountain.
For reasons unknown, even the most ferocious spirit tyrants dared not cross this threshold, giving them a rare chance to rest.
“I think… there might still be danger here. This place is too strange! Why won’t the spirits come near?”
Angela frowned, surveying the surroundings.
This black hill stood alone on the plain, its smooth black stones like mirrors, reflecting the eerie flames outside with a mysterious glow.
“Maybe… it’s because there’s no soil here!”
Jack, standing nearby, timidly added: “Those spirits always emerge from beneath the earth…”
“Hmm, that makes sense!”
Angela nodded, but her expression remained serious: “But it’s also possible that the spirits avoid this place because there’s an even more terrifying presence here—one that once resided here and left behind its aura, terrifying enough to keep the spirits away.”
“Oh? Jack, you’re still alive?”
Dover exclaimed as if discovering something new: “Even experienced players died, yet you survived and escaped from that sea of spirits!”
“Maybe it was just luck!”
Jack’s smile vanished as he slowly backed toward the edge of the stone hill.
“Enough! Are we really going to fight among ourselves at a time like this?”
Angela shot Dover a glare before turning to Jack: “Regardless, after this punishment mission, we won’t be using the farming mode anymore. So you can join our team. And remember our team vault? All the savings inside now belong to the three of us!”
She emphasized the last few words with an enticing tone: “Just think, it’s the accumulated resources from over a dozen missions!”
Although most of the vault’s contents had been exchanged for that cross-shaped pendant, Angela naturally kept that to herself.
“Him?”
Dover narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Dover!”
Angela’s expression turned serious: “We need to unite now! Do you want to die here?”
“Fine!”
As if recalling something, Dover muttered a few words and finally accepted: “Guess you’re just lucky, kid.”
“What an honor indeed!”
Jack appeared extremely grateful as he slowly leaned against a rock and sat down: “Would the two honorable masters be so kind as to give me something to eat? As you know, I’m starving…”
“Of course!”
Angela smiled and tossed him a piece of bread. After so many deaths, the supplies were more than enough for the next half month.
Yet she glanced outside, where the ocean of spirits surrounded the area like a tide, turning it into an isolated island.
Thinking of the scene where billions of spirits would surge in once the mysterious force here failed, even Dover and Angela found it hard to eat, watching Jack devour his food with astonishment.
“Wow… so full!”
Jack, seemingly oblivious, casually shook the crumbs from his hands: “Would you like someone to keep watch tonight? I can take the night shift, so you two can rest properly. After all, we don’t know what tomorrow might bring.”
“No need!”
Dover coldly refused.
Come on! In an environment surrounded by countless spirits, who could possibly fall asleep peacefully?
Yet neither he nor Angela noticed the faint black streams flowing from the rock Jack leaned against, gradually seeping into his back, causing a flicker of dark red in his eyes.
…
The next day, Angela happily found that the spirits surrounding the black stone mountain had mysteriously vanished.
Yet the three reincarnators remained as skittish as startled birds, unwilling to leave the stone mountain even a step.
They spent another full day exploring the black stone mountain and eventually found a cave, deciding to stay inside and endure the punishment period for half a month.
Perhaps their misfortune had been exhausted on the first day, for over the following ten days, nothing happened. No matter how many spirits came at night, they only dared to hover around the mountain, never daring to approach.
Though the return date was approaching, Angela and Dover grew increasingly tense, sensing the mountain must hold secrets, yet still dared not venture out to find another suitable shelter.
In the blink of an eye, the final night before their return arrived.
The stars formed from the corpses of gods in the sky dimmed their light, and the entire continent plunged into darkness once more.
Under the cover of night, the bone-white eerie flames became even more prominent.
Dover had almost gotten used to it.
“Tsk tsk!”
He leaned against the edge of the stone mountain, carefully counting the number of spirits around. Due to their presence, the number of spirits surrounding the mountain had grown even larger.
“Seven spirit tyrants, over a dozen death envoys, and a dozen skeletal knights. Enough to form a full legion…”
Dover grinned widely: “But what can you do? Can you touch me? Haha…”
“Dover!”
Angela, nearby, was polishing her dagger and frowned at his words: “Don’t provoke them! Lower-tier undead have no memory or emotions, but the higher-tier ones are different. Necromancy is the most mysterious discipline. You should show it some respect.”
“Alright, alright, I know…”
Dover’s face showed no concern as he glanced at Jack, who had become increasingly lethargic, his expression growing even more displeased: “You really got lucky to pass this punishment mission so easily, kid!”
“Indeed, I do believe I’ve been favored by Lady Luck recently. Although misfortune once constantly haunted me, now it has finally granted my wish.”
Jack, who seemed to be dozing nearby, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a dark red glow that made even Angela shiver inside.
“Dover! Angela!”
Jack inhaled deeply, calling their names with a nostalgic expression: “Once… I was just an ordinary butcher. Although I had a terrible nickname, I lived a fulfilling life and met a wonderful wife, until that hellish day arrived…”
“Chosen to enter the Main God Space, we had no complaints, for we had already died once before. But you… you used her as bait…”
Jack’s face darkened: “From that day on, I swore I would take revenge!”
“Tsk tsk…”
Dover casually dug in his ear and shrugged at Angela: “See? I told you these meat pigs are the most unreliable. If you want to rebuild the Silver Wing Team, recruit new members instead.”
“Alright, Dover, I admit you won this round!”
Angela stood up and looked at Jack, licking her dagger: “Little Jack, now that you’ve confessed everything, are you ready to rebel? Are you prepared to die? You must have some trump card, right? A powerful item? Or a skill you’ve exchanged for? Go ahead and try it.”
Strangely, despite knowing Jack was about to betray them, both she and Dover remained confident.
“Are you ready to face my wrath?”
Jack’s voice was low and heavy.
“I’ve never intended to accept any punishment!”
Dover’s lips curled into a sinister grin: “And let me tell you a secret… I’ve killed too many newbies to count. That woman you mentioned? I don’t even remember her!”
“You bastard!”
True to form, Jack was furious.
His beloved had been treated as a mere ant, crushed without care. This sense of disregard only fueled the raging fire in his heart.
Yet at this moment, he strangely calmed down.
“Angela, I know your secret. Besides being a thief, you’re also a poison master! You’ve been poisoning and cursing our food for days, haven’t you?”
Jack’s voice was low and heavy.
“Correct!”
Angela’s triumphant expression immediately froze: “You discovered that, yet I clearly saw you eat everything!”
“Exactly, and I didn’t leave a single crumb!”
Jack’s aura grew increasingly mysterious: “As a reward, let me tell you a small secret. Do you know why I managed to escape the sea of spirits that night? Because this world possesses a strange force. Those powerful beings were influenced and cultivated by this force…”
He was clearly a very observant person, having actually discovered this phenomenon.
“And why couldn’t we obtain this force? Because we are outsiders, protected by the Main God, naturally regarded as enemies by the local entities… Of course, these are just my guesses, so I conducted a verification experiment!”
“What experiment?”
Angela’s face turned serious, sensing the situation was slipping from her control.
“I applied to the Main God to remove its protection over me!… Surprised, right? But in fact, it really did it…”
Jack’s voice was cold and mocking: “Perhaps… protecting me consumed its power. If I voluntarily requested to remove this protection, the Main God would naturally be happy to comply. And those spirits seemed to pay less attention to me because of that…”
His voice became increasingly eerie, his shadow cast on the wall twisting into grotesque shapes: “Now, I have fully embraced that power… Are you ready to face your fear?”
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