"Hehe, Florida, we meet again!" Han Shuo sneered with crimson eyes. He was terrifying, like someone possessed by a demon.
Normally, once someone from the Bloodlust Realm went berserk, they would lose their mind and enter a mentality of endless slaughter, unable to wake up at all. However, during the last journey to the forbidden land, Han Shuo and the Demonslayer Edge had absorbed a lot of 'specters'. When the pure power had been absorbed by the demon infant, it seemed to have a miraculous effect on him.
This time, Han Shuo felt that most of the evil aura of hatred, terror and cruelty swirling around him had actually been absorbed by the Demonslayer Edge in his body, so most of the things swirling around his body were nothing but pure evil power.
The negative emotions were the main reason why Han Shuo would lose control of himself once he entered the bloodlust mode. Although the endless bloodlust in Han Shuo's heart did not diminish when those negative emotions were absorbed by the Demonslayer Edge, his firm will allowed his mind to remain clear. This was different from when he was in the forbidden land, where he had almost killed Gilbert because he couldn't tell friend from foe.
"You won't be able to run away! You'll die today! Kill him!" Florida fled until he was in a safe place before he shouted hatefully.
"You're not really dead!" Grand Magus Ferguson of the Church of Light shouted as he looked at Han Shuo.
"How could I die so quickly when you haven't died yet, hahaha!" Han Shuo laughed strangely and made like an eagle preparing to soar into the sky. Dense bloodlust spread out with Han Shuo as the centre, forming an area filled with bloody red mist.
A terrifying and ferocious aura exploded from this area. The remaining power that hadn't dissipated from the experts that had just died all merged with the blood mist. As Han Shuo's aura grew stronger and stronger, the area became a burning cloud that moved to cover Ferguson.
"What... What kind of magic is this?" Even with Ferguson's insight, he was unable to understand Han Shuo's methods of attack. However, he instinctively sensed danger. The magic staff in his hand glowed brilliantly as he cast an 'Illuminate' and quickly backed away to hide like Florida.
As soon as the Illuminate spell was cast, it was as if another sun had appeared in the sky. A ball of piercing light, carrying pure and holy power, surged towards Han Shuo.
Unfortunately, while 'Illuminate' had the power to exorcise evil, it was completely ineffective against Han Shuo's demonic techniques. As the people beneath him died horribly, Han Shuo's aura grew stronger and stronger. A mist of blood covering a large area spread out, causing the eight Rainbow Sickles to feel as if an evil force had entered their bodies. They screamed in agony until their bodies bulged and exploded.
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"Who - just who are you? You're more evil than Calamity Church! I won't let you get away with this!" Ferguson grew furious and roared while pointing at Han Shuo as the Rainbow Sickles instantly exploded without any hope of resistance.
"Old fart, I reminded you last time and you didn't listen," Even though Han Shuo was still in control of his mind in the Bloodlust Realm, his desire for slaughter could not be suppressed. So he spoke coldly as he directed the demonic cloud towards the Rainbow Sickle mercenary band.
A blood-red fan flew out of the bloody mist. The intense murderous aura around Han Shuo surged madly into the bloody fan, causing the images of hundreds of demons on the fan to release an intense blood mist.
The blood mist fan was a demonic treasure that Han Shuo had refined during his three months of cultivation behind closed doors. It was specifically used by those within the Bloodlust Realm. Han Shuo's blood essence was contained within the Bloodlust Fan, and it was capable of transforming the murderous aura surrounding Han Shuo's body into a bloody mist that caused blood to boil and bodies to explode.
Now that it had been released by Han Shuo, it immediately showed a spectacular effect by transforming the murderous aura. As the number of corpses around him increased, the terrifying bloody aura around Han Shuo also became more powerful. Wherever the blood fan passed, the people trapped by the mist were unable to control the blood in their bodies from boiling, and they all imploded with horrific deaths.
"Use wind magic to blow away the bloody fog, quickly!" Seeing that the bloody mist was travelling over, Florida immediately lost his composure as he gave this quick order.
The wind mages on the side immediately cast tornado and gale spells as soon as he shouted. The dozen or so small tornadoes swirled around, destroying everything like a knife. The bloody mist gathered by the blood fan was blown apart, no longer able to coalesce as Han Shuo wished.
No treasure was perfect. So Han Shuo was neither surprised nor discouraged when the bloody mist of the blood fan was torn apart by wind magic. As Florida screamed loudly and the remaining Rainbow Sickles attacked, Han Shuo's body flew backwards and quickly stopped in mid-air above Laureton's head.
"Laureton, I'll help you break through the encirclement, but this cursed shop belongs to me. Furthermore, the Soul Destroyers will have the right to publicly recruit mercenaries in the Valley of Sunshine. How does that sound?" Han Shuo stood straight in the air, surrounded by his murderous aura, and threw out these proposals as he looked down at the wounded Laureton.
It was obvious that three of the major factions in the Valley of Sunshine had conspired against Laureton in this battle. If Laureton were to die here, the Valley of Sunshine would be plunged into chaos. The Rainbow Sickles would most likely take over. This was something Han Shuo didn't want to see, and it was also detrimental to the development of the Soul Destroyer mercenary group.
Therefore, even if it wasn't for Laureton, but just for Trunks and himself, Han Shuo would still have helped Laureton escape. Of course, it would be even more perfect if Han Shuo could secure some benefits before helping him. Han Shuo also believed that Laureton would not refuse in this situation.
As he expected, Laureton did not hesitate. He looked up and shouted back at almost the same moment Han Shuo finished speaking. "Agreed. If our people can leave the valley alive, I'll give you an extra ten thousand gold pieces!"
"Deal!" Han Shuo replied calmly.
As spell after spell was cast, releasing the canopy of necromancy, the sky was covered with dark green clouds that were dense and impossible to break apart. Meanwhile, several acidic swamps suddenly formed in the middle of the Katar Orc Tribe and the House of Menlo troops. As Han Shuo waved his hands and chanted various mystical spells, rays of strange light shot out from under the canopy of necromancy and landed on the bodies of the experts who had recently died.
A terrible scene unfolded. The people who had been killed not long ago began to struggle to their feet, with no trace of humanity left in their eyes. The wounds on their bodies were still bleeding, and some even had their guts showing. What was even more horrifying was that some of them had their intestines dangling from their waists, as if they hadn't put their belts on properly.
As the dead stood up one by one, it was enormously shocking and absolutely horrifying to those who were still alive. Every single living person who noticed this scene let out a terrible scream, causing the whole valley to sink further into chaos.
The resurrection of corpses was one of the most terrifying and memorable magics of necromancy. It was something that had become an ancient legend, having disappeared from the continent for several thousand years. There was no record of this spell in the now lost branch of necromancy.
But on such a night and in such a place, the four great factions of the Valley of Sunshine were fortunate enough to witness this long-lost evil magic. But legends are legends. As the corpses rose one by one and attacked their former comrades, brandishing their weapons, the shock completely destroyed their companions' minds.
"Oh, gods! How is this possible?" Ferguson cried out in anguish as he watched in disbelief.
"Laureton, don't say I didn't help you. Quickly use this chance to free yourself!" Han Shuo grinned coldly as zombies and skeletons appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards the four shocked major factions along with the resurrected corpses. Under the protection of the canopy of necromancy, these beings of darkness became like fish in water, their power and speed greatly increased.
After being reminded by Han Shuo, the immensely shocked Laureton quickly regained his composure and immediately shouted, "What are you standing around for?! Charge!!"
The tremendous roar brought the dumbstruck Cairo mercenaries back to their senses. As they watched their dead comrades rise in terrifying form, the mercenaries were shocked to the core. If it hadn't been for Laureton's call to wake them up, it would have taken them quite a while to come to their senses.
However, since they were Han Shuo's protective targets, they were still fine even as they stared into space. As for the other three forces, the dead suddenly clung to some of their ankles, the subsequent terror of which might be etched in their hearts for the rest of their lives. Some who were slower to react were stabbed to death by their former comrades.
Han Shuo stood in mid-air, gazing coldly at the ferocious changes below. The murderous aura from his body surged and flared, releasing an evil atmosphere. Combined with his ferocious gaze and red eyes, it made him look like the epitome of terror.