Night of Despair-Chapter 431 - 429 is about to 1

Crack!

The large can-like creature behind them directly snapped a concrete power pole and swept it towards the two people in front.

Whoosh!

But it missed as Phils ducked and rolled forward, avoiding the horizontal sweep.

But they had not run far before another two similarly equipped large cans appeared at the intersection ahead.

"Fuck, there are still monsters of this level left in the Spirit Alliance!?" Phils’ precognitive ability flashed, and he hurriedly pulled his friend and squeezed into the narrow passage of a house.

"Indeed, coming to find you was the best thing I’ve done in my life." Rekus panted loudly.

"You’re screwing me over!" Phils retorted angrily.

They dashed out of the alley only to see three more large cans up ahead, blocking the road.

"I... still have more!!" Phils felt his precognitive ability was almost overheating.

"How many more are there!? Does the Spirit Alliance really have that many of this kind of monster!?" He felt a bit desperate.

"I told you before, these are not masters, just, just soldiers from their Spiritual Energy troops..." Rekus said helplessly while gasping for breath.

"Meaning, there are many?" Phils gaped, "And you never told me."

"Um, actually not that many, probably... just over a thousand..." Rekus abruptly stopped and stared at the line of large cans slowly approaching through the snow and dark, with the one in the front being a middle-aged man with black hair down to his waist, holding a matte longsword.

The man walked slowly, and even the blizzard beside him seemed to quiet down and lose its harshness as it approached his vicinity.

"Ah, another monster is coming..." Rekus took a deep breath.

"What did you say?" Phils didn’t hear clearly.

"I said, I have an idea..." Rekus whispered softly.

"Spit it out fast!" Phils stepped back.

"Is it almost time?" he asked.

"...." Phils stared blankly, then a needle-like pain surged through his head.

He crouched down, clutching his head while strangely, the Spirit Alliance soldiers in front did not take the opportunity to approach and act.

Click.

All the Spirit Alliance Black Light soldiers suddenly looked up, orienting towards Phils and Rekus’ side and back.

There, the residents of the town had shown up at some point with eerie smiles on their faces, walking in orderly rows, approaching from a distance.

They followed the alleys, the streets, the fences, ignoring the destroyed blocks and the broken street lights as if they were merely taking a stroll, and crowded in vast numbers towards Phils and the Black Light Army troops.

At first glance through the snowy night, there were at least thousands visible!

"We’re done for... seems like we definitely can’t escape today." Phils tensed up, frantically thinking of various ways to escape.

"Not necessarily, I don’t think they’re with the Spirit Alliance," Rekus held his breath and drew an automatic pistol from behind his waist, his last means of defense.

"You mean... there are only so few from the Ke Ling Alliance..." Phils frowned.

"Few does not mean weak." Rekus crouched down, eyeing the lead swordsman of the Spirit Alliance.

"Get ready!" He lowered his voice, his muscles taut.

"For the Spirit Alliance!!"

Suddenly, the surrounding Black Light soldiers of the Spirit Alliance who had been encircling them roared and howled, drawing their weapons and aiming at the bizarre crowd.

Da-da-da-da!!

The sound of heavy machine guns burst out like thunder in the snowy night, grating and loud.

But to Rekus and Phils’ ears, it became the most delightful music.

They watched as the large cans of the Spirit Alliance wielded heavy machine guns mowing down the crowd, but soon noticed bullets were ineffective as those knocked down quickly got back up.

Then armed with Battle Axes and covered in silver Spirit Light, they charged forward.

Although few in number, they plowed through like heavy trucks, smashing through walls and low buildings in their path.

A few cars parked on the road were simply lifted by the hulking figures wielding axes and used as heavy weaponry.

Boom boom boom boom!!!

Loud, heavy thuds exploded one after another.

Rekus and Phils took the opportunity to escape through the gaps.

Their escape went unnoticed, as if the attention of the bizarre townspeople was entirely drawn away by the Spirit Alliance forces who ignored their flight.

They tumbled and scrambled, only stopping a few kilometers outside the town to catch their breath.

Standing on the roof of a small snow-buried house, Phils was sweating profusely as he looked back at the situation in the town.

Boom!

An orange fireball exploded in the center of the town.

Followed by a series of loud thuds, indicating the battle was still ongoing.

"Pretty fierce..." Phils had seen the strength of those Blood Mother-infected creatures; every part of their bodies could transform into extremely sharp spikes, instantly piercing human flesh, sucking out organs, blood, muscles, bones, and everything.

Then they would rapidly re-infuse blood, converting a person into one of them in a short period.

But now...

"It’s been over ten minutes? They’re still fighting, pretty tough!" Phils originally didn’t understand the nature of the Spirit Alliance, which his friend had been struggling against.

But now, the soldiers of the Black Light had given him a very vivid lesson.

"For the Spirit Alliance!!"

"For eternal peace!!"

The town still faintly echoed with a massive roar.

The leading sword-wielding man was now bathed in silver light all over his body, like burning flames, surging up to three or four meters high.

He was totally unguarded, swinging his sword wildly in all directions—the silver light covering the blade wherever it went, causing town residents to be torn apart and limbs to fly chaotically.

Accompanied by the silver light, there were white mysterious magical runes revolving in mid-air by his side, appearing and disappearing now and then. Fluttering about.

That was one of the talismans against the Black Disaster.

For those possessing Black Light, it was better to enchant themselves with the Spirit Light to increase the Special Attack effect of the magic, rather than releasing magic spells with only thousands of Spiritual Value.

Otherwise, after casting about a dozen spells, one would be powerless to continue, leading to spiritual exhaustion and debilitating weakness.

Initially, this method was imitated by the Power King from Ku Chan, but later everyone found it more suitable for Black Light combat, so it was quickly promoted and popularized.

"Do you think they can escape?" Rekus whispered.

"I don’t know... But with such a big commotion, they should..."

Phils didn’t finish his sentence when suddenly, he saw streaks of silver Spirit Light shooting into the sky from within the town.

"Ah!!"

"For the Spirit Alliance!!!" Roars in unison rose to the heavens, as if on cue, there was an instantaneous explosion.

Nearly half of the town was enveloped in blinding silver light, too intense to look at directly.

Rekus and the other person couldn’t help but cover their eyes with their hands. It took a full three or four seconds before they dared to slowly lower their hands and look again.

They saw a total of nine streaks of silver light shooting out from the town, disappearing into the distant horizon in the blink of an eye.

The town finally quieted down.

"I guess they’re gone..." Rekus sighed, only after seeing the powerful congregated force of the Spirit Alliance did he understand that the current Festa couldn’t stop them.

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"We should leave too," Phils said urgently. "I have a premonition again, those monstrous creatures seem very angry... they’re turning towards us."

As he spoke, he started backing away.

"Why are they angry?" Rekus followed, starting to jog.

"It seems like the Spirit Alliance left nothing for them, not even corpses. Those monstrous creatures have wasted so much effort for nothing, they’ve suffered a big loss!" Phils laughed dryly twice, but his speed increased as he ran.

"From what we see now, though the Spirit Alliance is strong, they still can’t fight against the monstrous creatures," Rekus said.

"I don’t think so..." Phils had a different opinion at this moment.

"How so?"

"There must be, definitely must be more powerful people in the Spirit Alliance. This loss, huh... it will definitely trigger a follow-up investigation. Then, we’ll see who is stronger between them!"

"....That’s a good thought. But..." Rekus wanted to say something else but suddenly remembered the scene he had seen above the Capital earlier and fell silent.

If the big boss of the Spirit Alliance got involved, the situation could indeed change.

The two of them ran like the wind, and soon they found a snow vehicle parked by the side of the road, belonging to who knows who.

Phils managed to start it with his hard-earned car skills, and they both got on, driving away into the distance.

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As a small team of the Black Light Army sacrificed themselves in a self-destructive death.

The next moment.

Far away in the Festa Capital of Weilanser, Yu Hong suddenly opened his eyes.

He watched Ku Chan, who was seated in meditation opposite him.

"Black Light has been sacrificed..."

Within the hierarchy of the Spirit Alliance, different levels of people possess different grades of Spirit Light.

The strict and clear differential ranking established a highly orderly command and combat system within the Spirit Alliance.

And the Spirit Light of the Black Light Army had always been of the highest grade.

"Who could kill Black Light now??" Ku Chan also opened his eyes from his deep cultivation, his face showing surprise.

Given the current strength of Black Light’s Spirit Light, even he found it difficult to handle.

It would have to be either a quick kill by crushing them with power far surpassing that of Black Light, or it would take Grinding and Ding efforts.

"I do not know." Yu Hong shook his head slightly. He could only absorb the returning Spirit Light; anything beyond that would require finding the survivors to learn more.

"The Spirit Alliance and Fista have entirely ceased hostilities and started cooperation, while other places haven’t erupted in serious conflicts. There’s no force capable of threatening Black Light, so the only explanation is the possibility of encountering another Source Disaster..." Ku Chan analyzed.

"Send some people to this place to investigate and find any residual traces."

Yu Hong stretched out a finger and swiftly produced a simple map with his Inner Strength, marking the specific location of the soldiers’ disappearance in mid-air.

"Alright. I’ll arrange it." Ku Chan nodded, got up, and walked quickly outside.

Yu Hong remained alone, continuing his deep cultivation of the Tai Ling Skill.

As the Spirit Light spread and covered more area, becoming more and more extensive, the Spirit Light on him also became denser and more potent.

In this situation, the Tai Ling Skill was actually suppressed by the overpowering Spirit Light, making him feel somewhat more inclined towards the Light Disaster direction.

This was not a good sign.

Although the Light Disaster was more benign than other Source Disasters, getting too close could still lead to problems. The Tai Ling Skill was somewhat better, as it could be balanced with other forces, but the Spirit Light Secret Skill relied solely on the Light Disaster for power.

So now he spent more time at Ares Palace, actively practicing the Tai Ling Skill, while waiting for the Black Mark enhancement period to end and using the Tai Ling Skill to completely integrate the Spirit Light Secret Skill back into his control over Inner Strength.