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#119 - Praise the Holy Light!

In a side hall of the Temple of Rest, a brutal slaughter began.

A swung great axe crushed a strong man in black robes, while the exploding flesh of a gaunt fanatic was blocked by heavy armor.

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The one causing this slaughter was Xiao Yang.

Sharp hand armor, like the claws of a dragon, viciously embedded itself into the sticky flesh. Xiao Yang grabbed the head of a flesh aberration that was chuckling hideously and exerted force.

The loose head of the flesh aberration was crushed together by Xiao Yang, interrupting the damned chuckling. Orange-red flames rose, accompanied by the sizzling sound of roasting meat.

After a lonely, drunken stupor, Xiao Yang returned. This time, he wouldn't give these grotesque creatures that had tormented him for days another chance.

Again, several fanatics rushed towards Xiao Yang.

With a series of bangs, several scarlet numbers appeared above Xiao Yang's head: twenty, twenty-three, thirty-one.

Not particularly strong attacks, even somewhat weak. Xiao Yang didn't even need to defend. His health didn't drop below one thousand three, but the direct damage wasn't the most annoying aspect of these fanatics.

After the explosions, in a low murmur, it seemed as if a group of creatures was whispering something in Xiao Yang's ear. The sound grew from small to large, from a murmur to a frantic shout.

In this side hall, as the battle raged, more and more strange things arrived: more fanatics, more flesh aberrations.

Through the chaotic dance of demons before him, Xiao Yang saw the flesh resuscitators cowering in the rear. It was these damned creatures that had caused Xiao Yang to fail time and time again!

"If I don't kill them, these twisted creatures will climb back up from the ground again and again!"

As if recalling the unbearable scenes of the past few days, Xiao Yang's expression became ferocious.

Five or six fanatics, along with those creatures that had climbed up from the ground once more, pounced towards Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang pulled out a handful of Holy Light badges and slapped them onto his Dragon Hunter armor.

The gentle chanting overwhelmed the wailing and frantic whispers, allowing Xiao Yang to embrace peace.

"Praise the Holy Light!"

Of course, these monsters wouldn't let him face this battle in peace.

In a series of exploding flesh, among the swarming cultists, the delicate Holy Light badges lost their luster and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Xiao Yang's figure was submerged.

In this situation, a roar filled with a hint of frenzy echoed in the side hall of the Temple of Rest.

"You deserve to die!"

Suddenly, a jet-black flame ignited and grew brighter and brighter.

In the surging black flames, a terrifying knight clad in black and red armor slowly walked out.

Scarlet eyes fixed firmly on the flesh resuscitators.

The dark and deep flames grew more and more intense until they completely obscured Xiao Yang's figure.

"You really deserve to die!"

A brutal massacre began.

Xiao Yang smashed the head of the last flesh resuscitator with an axe. At this moment, the entire right side hall of the Temple of Rest was smeared with a scarlet color.

At the final moment of the battle, these flesh resuscitators used the corpses of the cultists, the exploding fanatics, the charred flesh aberrations, and the flesh that Xiao Yang had chopped and splashed everywhere. They used these messy things to pile up a huge abomination.

Of course, this flesh abomination did not succeed in reversing the situation. It now became the huge pile of meat accumulated in the center of the temple.

Xiao Yang's last Holy Light badge lost its luster and fell to the ground. He himself collapsed to the ground at this moment, and the constant waving of the rusty great axe made him feel tired.

These Holy Light badges were created to spread the gospel, but to some extent, they did play a role.

If the scenes Xiao Yang encountered weren't so chaotic and grotesque, the proselytizing effect of these Holy Light badges should have been better.

A slight movement suddenly came from the pile of flesh in the center of the hall. The battle was not completely over. Xiao Yang saw something wriggling in the pile of flesh, and Xiao Yang struggled to get up from the ground again.

"No problem, one more axe will do!"

In the large pile of meat accumulated in the center of the side hall, a cultist was constantly struggling. He was still alive when he was spliced into this pile of flesh, and fortunately, he did not die when this pile of flesh collapsed.

Struggling to climb out, but unable to break free from this scarlet flesh that bound him, he felt suffocated. At this time, a hand suddenly reached in, like a straw in despair. The cultist grabbed it at all costs, and with a sudden force, he was pulled out of this pile of flesh.

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Gasping for breath, but this was not a good thing. Raising his head, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in front of him, along with the mottled great axe raised high.

Xiao Yang's expression at this time was without joy or sorrow. If he had to describe it, it was probably numbness.

The mottled great axe fell heavily, and Xiao Yang beheaded the cultist, ending the battle.

The battle was finally completely over.

Little Bone had already started searching for props on this chaotic field with his small backpack. This little guy seemed to be afraid of dirtying his white boots, so he summoned many green slimes and jumped around the field stepping on these slimes.

Little Bone can also use the skills of the equipment worn on his body.

After standing blankly for a while, Xiao Yang finally took a breath. The first thing to do was to use a lavender sachet to give himself a full-body cleansing.

But whether it was an illusion or not, even after being baptized with a new look, the Dragon Hunter armor did not return to its original appearance. It seemed to have a bit more scarlet than at the beginning.

Being in a state of fluctuation for a long time, the sound of the sea that Xiao Yang heard became clearer and clearer.

But at the same time, the feedback was equally obvious.

【Congratulations to the player for improving their spirit】

【Congratulations to the player for gaining a small amount of experience】

Xiao Yang leveled up, and his current attributes reached this point.

【Player: Screaming Emperor (Lord Killer)

Number: 1

Affiliation: Plane No. 33214

Race: Human (Low-Level Transcendent)

Tier: Elite

Level: 18

Life: 1500