Sacred Souls: Genesis-Chapter 211 - 209 Our Conditions are Very Good (3rd
Chapter 211 -209: Our Conditions are Very Good (3rd Update)
Chapter 211 -209: Our Conditions are Very Good (3rd Update)
By the time Denghis Xisi arrived at the fourth level, his apprentices and the criminals hired had long been ready.
Most of these criminals from various empires hadn’t successfully endured the Crystal Plague, but with some tricks, Denghis Xisi had evolved them into Magic Thieves, the price being their lives wouldn’t last more than two years.
Yet for these desperados, power was far more important than their lives.
The outermost part of the fourth level was made up of city walls and gates cast from the ruins’ high walls, buried in a fissure in the Snow Plain. One had to brave the extreme cold and monsters roaming the Snow Plain before reaching this place.
But the fighting saints had come…
“Instructor.”
The apprentices on the city wall saluted upon Denghis Xisi’s arrival. This was the backbone group he had cultivated, a total of fifty-three people. Thirty-two of them were prepared to fight on the wall, together with a hundred and twenty prisoners and various siege machines on top of the walls… Denghis Xisi was not sure whether they could truly hold back those saints.
“I’ve already told you, the saints cannot be killed, so you must use the daggers I gave you for the final blow. When finishing off those saints, these daggers can absorb a portion of their energy.”
Denghis Xisi pointed to the daggers worn by his apprentices. These daggers were not some ancient Divine Artefacts but were forged from the teeth and bones of the Island Master of the Spiritual Vein Forest.
Only the seven Island Masters of the regions had the ability to digest the Divine Power of the Devouring God… the Heavenly Frost Dragon was one of them. Denghis Xisi killed the Island Master of the Spiritual Vein Forest, replaced him, and preserved his remains, which were now put to good use.
These bone-crafted daggers were still alive, and as long as the Magic Thieves delivered the Critical Strike to the saints with these daggers, they could extract some of the power constituting their bodies.
Denghis Xisi did not believe that the saints had infinite rebirths!
“Denghis Xisi, there is only a small portion of those little guys that are somewhat troublesome. The moves of the others are all too obvious at a glance, don’t worry too much about them.”
Ben Ruiji walked up, thumped Denghis Xisi on the shoulder, and spoke. He was Denghis Xisi’s old friend, not his apprentice…
“Are you still trying to control the power of psychic energy? I’ve warned you… the saints’ powers are numerous but over half of them have significant side effects! Psychic energy is the second most dangerous!” Denghis Xisi looked at Ben Ruiji, whose body occasionally sparked with electricity, and solemnly reminded him.
Ben Ruiji was the Magic Thief who had been severely beaten by Zhao Mingwei using basic attacks during the battle for Yelena. After that defeat, feeling humiliated and saved by Denghis Xisi, not only had he not given up the dangerous psychic energy but also went further down this perilous path.
“Aren’t I controlling it quite well? If those little guys can master it, so can I.” Ben Ruiji said, as a trace of psychic energy emerged in his hands.
“Your magic power circuit has been completely twisted! Why don’t you learn from my apprentice Aixin? She knows which saint’s power is the most suitable for her to steal.” Denghis Xisi pointed to the unremarkable girl who had been following him.
She was the apprentice Denghis Xisi was most looking forward to, aside from Yelena. Aixin had stolen the swordsmanship power of the saints, perhaps the safest among the powers they possessed.
With Aixin’s own innate talent in swordsmanship, after she had stolen the ability of Sword Qi, she was ranked among the top three in combat among Denghis Xisi’s apprentices.
“…” Ben Ruiji wanted to say something more, but the scouting squad of Magic Thieves that Denghis Xisi had sent out once again sent back frontline intel.
“The saints! They’ve found the entrance in the gorge… they…”
This squad of Magic Thieves beneath the walls had not managed to report everything when a gigantic fist made of machinery suddenly appeared in the narrow void. The fist charged towards the wall where Denghis Xisi stood in a straight line, intent on destroying any obstacles in its path.
Gai Bojia’s Fist, an awakened necessary for besieging.
The fist heavily struck the surface of the wall, and some of the Magic Thieves standing on it lost their balance due to the vibration and sat down on the ground. The wall was not destroyed but cracks had begun to appear on its surface.
After Gai Bojia’s Fist disappeared, the figures of the saints could be seen at the entrance to the ruins. Denghis Xisi estimated there were nearly three hundred of them just by sight… They had torn through every trap Denghis Xisi had set and stormed into the ruins!
“Brethren, we have encountered the greatest threat since gaining our freedom… Drive out those who invade our home! For… no more shackles and no more cages!” Denghis Xisi shouted.
“For freedom!”
“For a full belly!”
The shouts on the city wall were a chorus of defiance, and the Magic Thieves following Denghis Xisi, after all the traps in the ruins had been sprung by the saints, leaped down the walls and charged towards the distant army of saints.
“Instructor, even if we drive them away now, they’ll come back, won’t they?” Aixin, who had always been standing behind Denghis Xisi, suddenly asked.
“No… Aixin, we just need to hold out for seven more days. Just seven more days and this island will be fully… under my command. Then no one will bother us anymore, I won’t have to worry about being pursued by anyone.” Denghis Xisi said.
“I believe in you, Instructor.”
Aixin drew the longsword Denghis Xisi had given her and leaped from the walls. Her figure weaved through the battlefield… She didn’t directly choose to fight that group of saints but instead chose which ones to kill first among them.
Denghis Xisi had speculated about the saints’ battle strategies. Their primary targets were healers who could restore the saints, which the saints seemed to call Mama or Papa—a strange nickname.
Aixin could no longer care how the saints referred to these healers; her mission was to kill as many of them as possible, thereby drastically reducing the saints’ endurance!
Found them!
Aixin quietly appeared beside a group of Holy Spirits that looked the easiest to bully. They were deemed the easiest to bully because, compared to other players, their battle formation was much more chaotic, and the Holy Spirit responsible for healing was being hectically reprimanded by the others.
Holy Spirits can be resurrected… Aixin murmured to herself as she lightly rested her hand on the hilt of her longsword.
In a flash… she drew her longsword, and a bright arc of light swhished past… however, Aixin didn’t feel the sensation of cutting into flesh, but instead heard a ‘ding’…
Blocked!
“My viewers! I told you, there are some Magic Thieves who specifically target healers! Their AI is sneaky as hell! Isn’t it cool how I protect the healer? Ling Long, keep healing! Don’t be afraid with me here.”
The Swordsman Mo Dao used a block to parry Aixin’s slash, he was busy chatting with his viewers and didn’t notice that his health had dropped by one-sixth from the strike.
‘Swordsman, in front! In front!’
‘Idiot Swordsman! The BOSS is hacking at you!’
As the viewers spammed the chat to warn the Swordsman, Mo Dao looked up to see Aixin’s cold face, and… the dragon head Sword Qi formed from the blade in Aixin’s hand biting towards him!
“What the heck? The BOSS can do the Fierce Dragon too?”
Mo Dao lifted a hand to block but failed, and Aixin’s Fierce Dragon Breaking Air Slash instantly halved his health.
It was then that Mo Dao finally saw the indicator above Aixin’s head…
‘Chief Apprentice of the Magic Thieves·Aixin, Level: 50, Elite Creature, 231012/231012.’
“An elite monster, too! I’ve decided, it’s you! Little lady, come with us to Black Wind Village! We’ll make sure you’re well fed and watered!”
By now, Mo Dao had naturally assumed the role of a bandit from Black Wind Village, pulling off a performance that was off the charts.
“The Citadel of Black Wind? I’ve heard of you… you’re robbers?” Aixin frowned deeply.
“Even better that you’ve heard of us! Come with me… Hey! Mercy, heroine! I’m gonna die! Really gonna die! Mercy, ah ah ah!”
While Mo Dao was still taunting Aixin as a bandit, Aixin set her sights on him, raising her hand to unleash the second strongest skill in the Swordsman’s repertoire, just shy of awakening—the Phantom Sword Dance.
Hundreds of Sword Qi swept over Mo Dao in unison with the longsword Aixin brandished; that wasn’t the end… After the Phantom Sword Dance finished, Mo Dao was left with just a sliver of health, but in the next second, a translucent flower composed of Sword Qi burst from Mo Dao’s chest, and as the flower fully bloomed, a damage figure of -3123 appeared above his head.
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He then turned into a tombstone with a doggy squatting on the ground.
‘Another streamer BOSS got one-shotted, I’m dying of laughter.’
‘Swordsman, a BOSS has better skills than you… and you call yourself the number one Swordsman of the Holy Spirits.’
The chat was going wild with mockery over Mo Dao’s suffocating series of maneuvers. Aixin couldn’t see the comments, and after killing Mo Dao, she immediately targeted the healer named Ling Long.
But a sense of danger made Aixin abandon her attack and leap onto Mo Dao’s tombstone.
As she jumped, the ground beneath her suddenly cracked open, and a torrent of lava, composed of blood, erupted forth.
Aixin was splashed with some lava, and her health quickly decreased by 3214.
When Aixin landed once more… Chen Meng was there, wielding a huge sword, looking at her.
“Are you the one who one-shotted our second-in-command? Eh? You’re quite pretty, girl, though not as much as Queen Mei. Interested in becoming the chief’s wife of our village?” Chen Meng asked.
“I… will no longer be subjected to you bandits. Nobody can cage me as a slave now!” Aixin said with a dangerous tone to Chen Meng.
“What’s this about being a slave? Black Wind Village has very good benefits. I’ll offer you a daily wage of three Gold Coins given your qualifications, okay? You’ll have five insurances and one housing fund! All meals and accommodation are included! If you join us now, you’ll also get a company house, and we organize employee trips at the end of each month. What do you think, girl?” Chen Meng asked sincerely.
“?”
Even though Aixin had braced herself for the Holy Spirits’ strange tactics, she was still momentarily stunned by Chen Meng’s recruitment speech.
You’re telling me these bandits are poaching people now?
“What are five insurances and one housing fund?”
What troubled her the most was that she had instinctively asked the question.
