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However, the opponent hit in their vital area seemed to have sustained only minimal damage, which was clearly unreasonable.
The only explanation was something mentioned in the reconnaissance information... "Shared Suffering (Linked)."
[Shared Suffering (Linked): Originating from the Great Will, the shared link constantly shares all the sufferings felt by the linked ones. Most of the damage they suffer is transferred to the sharer. The linked one will not be affected by any negative status and will no longer have a fatal weakness, meanwhile, the damage they sustain is reduced by 70%; however, at the moment they disconnect from the link, the linked one must fully and lucidly bear all the suffering that was transferred during the link!]
Almost simultaneously, the three players who discovered the Heretical Sect's characteristic looked towards the girl on the high platform embracing the space towards the elliptical light - Glatis.
"It's her," Gong Yan whispered.
The scars on her body after she shed her clothes were horrifying.
Gu Lan bit her lower lip and remained silent.
The abilities added to these Heretical Sect members by the girl made these monsters, which should have been easy to defeat, quite troublesome. Essentially, as they were in the process of clearing the mobs in the instance, they, of course, loathed the target that was giving them trouble.
However, Franca's words made it clear to her that this girl was just another poor soul who had been deceived.
She approached with a heart full of compassion to relieve the sufferings of the world, and from this standpoint, she could indeed be described as "great."
But such "greatness," in the hands of despicable people, became a tool for evil deeds.
"She's the core!" Gong Yan, looking at Dai Lian, made the most accurate judgment immediately.
Dai Lian, whom Gong Yan was observing, squinted his eyes.
He understood what Gong Yan meant.
The ruthless mission machine naturally knew what the correct choice was, so after hesitating for a second, Dai Lian turned and disarmed another Heretical Sect member of their rifle.
In Kuang Xin's absence, he was the one who could deliver the strongest attack in the squad at that moment.
Limited by the lack of a bow and arrow, activating the Gun Fighting Skill was the most powerful burst he could perform at the moment.
"Da da da da da!"
The merciless barrage was fired towards the unsuspecting girl, who tilted her head back in embrace and glanced backwards.
Franca's words could not make her do a 180-degree turn from her convictions over many days, but they inevitably tore open a wound in her heart.
As the turmoil on Dai Lian's side naturally drew her attention, she trembled her fragile eyes closed the moment she saw the bullets heading towards her. In that moment before they closed, a glimmer of darkness flashed across her gaze...
"Weng~"
Under the faint humming, the brass bullets abruptly stopped in front of an invisible Psychic Barrier.
After a brief struggle, the bullet, having lost all momentum, fell powerlessly to the ground.
The pope retracted the purple scepter in his hands that had been pointed at the source of the attack, his eyes coldly glanced in the direction of Dai Lian and the others, "Kill these heretics!"
"Yes!"
Seeing that the attack was futile, Gong Yan instantly shifted strategies again, "Let's help Franca first!"
The mobs were tough, but they could still be beaten.
The main mission boss would still have to be dealt with by their own story character.
The three players, now going all out, turned and threw themselves at the armed Believers. However hard to beat, the armed Believers were only ordinary people with slightly stronger bodies, and they clearly could not continue to focus fire on Franca when faced with the harassment from three players.
The moment the barrage became less dense, Franca tore open a hole and nimbly burst through it, her Longsword flashing as several heads dropped to the ground.
Her momentum unabated, she headed straight for the high platform where the sacrifice was taking place.
"Shua shua shua shua!" The blade swept across the circular outer square but only futilely cut through the empty air.
The Believers, who remained in place with closed eyes praying regardless of what happened in the outside world, seemed to have already lost their lives in this long-planned sacrifice.
Even before Franca's blade could reach them, they had dissipated into ashes in the wind...
Invisible whirlwinds spun around the grey orb above Glatis's head, grinding the ashes of the scattered believers completely within, dissolving into the tempest and vanishing without a trace.
As if some kind of exchange had been achieved, shadowy grey wraiths began to surge out from the grey orb, flitting wantonly within the range obscured by the murky light.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
In the increasingly dimly lit circular plaza, only streaks of snow-white sword light occasionally cast a faint glow.
"Glatis, look what you've summoned!" Franca bit out with difficulty.
Previously closing her eyes, Glatis subconsciously opened them, only to discover that the pope she had always revered had become a horrifying visage.
Atop the rotting white and green belly carved with mysterious sigils split a massive black maw, from which a dark purple, snake-like tongue licked and thrashed about in the air menacingly, resembling the terrifying demons of legend.
When the horror laid its gaze upon Glatis, its pair of decayed grey-white eyes looked back.
A twisted and terrifying smile surfaced on the creature's wrinkled, rotten visage.
With a chorus of voices as if sung by thousands, it spoke, "I am... Unclean."
A great demon under the throne of eternity—The Unclean, Sogros!
A foul stench instantly radiated from its location, and a cloud of green plague nearly spread out like a ring of poison fog from its center the moment it appeared.
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Each target within it found their vision hugely disrupted, able to see only a few meters ahead; an overwhelming cacophony of alarms from their senses flooded them, as various feelings of discomfort eroded everyone's willpower all at once.
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Blood points plummeted while a series of negative statuses refreshed incessantly on the players' panels.
Only by deploying all one's Spiritual Energy in defense could one slightly ameliorate the onslaught of affliction, but then there was no energy left to counterattack.
"The boss is out!" Kuang Xin said blankly, staring at the huge figure twice his height before him.
"This clearly isn't something we can handle, right?" Dai Lian felt somewhat stunned.
The boss had made a dramatic entrance; surely, they weren't up to the task?
"Franca, didn't you call for backup?!" Gu Lan couldn't help but ask.
"I did!" Franca responded through clenched teeth, bearing the brunt of the pressure.
Arbitration Place was busy.
Every enforcer shouldered a considerable mission.
Without absolute and certain intelligence, it was difficult for Franca to muster other colleagues from the Arbitration Place.
In fact, before everything here truly unfolded, Franca alone, based on the information at her disposal, couldn't have anticipated that this seemingly small heretical sect could summon such a horror.
Against a common lesser demon, she could've easily coped.
So… she hadn't called for any other colleagues from the organization.
But to ensure a secure backup for this operation, just before taking action, Franca still made a personal call.
Someone she was rather familiar with within her personal network—General Bai E of the military territory.
"I hope it's not to collect my body," Franca thought wryly, as she summoned a multicolored veil from her storage space with a gesture of her hand.
Her level of Spiritual Energy could temporarily counter the myriad plagues inflicted upon her, but in doing so, she wouldn't have much strength left to resist.
Only by using items to undertake that job could she free up her hands to strike back with greater force.
Longsword across her chest, Franca ran her finger along the blade.
Light shimmered, and a rich spiritual radiance spewed forth from Franca's eyes...
