Sacred Souls: Genesis-Chapter 158 - 157: Strategic Weapons (2nd Update)

Chapter 158: Chapter 157: Strategic Weapons (2nd Update)

Offerings? Isn’t that just another scheme by those greedy clergy members?

“Doesn’t your god feel ashamed by this?” Denghis Xisi had despised the organization of religion since his youth, especially the hypocrisy of these individuals.

They maintain a facade of integrity while engaging in disgusting acts, including exploiting the name of the divine to amass wealth.

“Why would he feel ashamed?” the voice of the milk-adder, still filled with an air of holiness, replied.

Denghis Xisi didn’t answer, instead, he glanced at the small wooden box placed on the ground by the milk-adder.

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“Do you not pay when you visit a doctor? Even gods need to eat and sleep, did you think the red envelopes given at New Year’s simply appear out of thin air? Sigh… I’m getting too agitated. So, lost lamb, do you want to accept this protection or not?” the milk-adder said.

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“…”

Denghis Xisi really wanted to tell the milk-adder, do you understand the current situation and the predicament? He could finish off the milk-adder with just one command, and doing it himself wouldn’t pose a problem.

But Denghis Xisi didn’t want to make things so troublesome; Magic Thieves aren’t short on money.

“Is this enough?” Denghis Xisi took out a small pouch of the currency, Blyn, of the Radiant Empire, already enough to buy a small batch of supplies.

Blyn? “God has no interest in money; what my god needs is a core crystal,” the milk-adder said.

Previously, when dealing with the Magic Thieves, they had offered Blyn. To the milk-adder, this was as useful as throwing it in the furnace to forge some iron.

The hard currency exchanged between players and Magic Thieves must be a core crystal.

“Core crystal? Your god’s demands are higher than I anticipated. Is this one enough?” Denghis Xisi produced a level forty-five lord’s core crystal.

“Enough to heal your arm.”

The milk-adder watched as he deposited the core crystal into the wooden box, the holy light overflowing from his hands began to heal the wounds on Denghis Xisi’s arm.

In the perspective of the milk-adder, Denghis Xisi’s health cap was three million two hundred twenty-seven thousand, and he currently had three million health, merely lost twenty-seven thousand.

However, beneath this boss’s status bar, there was a negative BUFF named ‘severed arm,’ the specific effects of which the milk-adder couldn’t discern as he didn’t click the medical life skill.

But when the milk-adder’s healing spells were applied to Denghis Xisi, his health didn’t recover.

Players can’t heal characters under hostile status; this was known to the milk-adder when demolishing the Red Knight’s house.

A monster’s health is a deeper measure of life, akin to the concept of vitality. If a monster’s health depletes, they will die even if there are no wounds on their body.

Thus, she was able to heal the superficial wounds of these hostile characters.

For example, Denghis Xisi’s severed left arm, the holy light gradually began to mend the cross-section of Denghis Xisi’s wounds, staunching the blood that was still spurting.

“For a full recovery, a few more treatments will be needed.”

The milk-adder had just been continually using the fast healing skill, which technically has about a five-second cooldown after each release, but like Zhao Mingwei, the milk-adder had a unique understanding of skill control.

She was able to maintain the state of fast healing for an extended period, at the cost of being easily disrupted and exponentially increased MP consumption.

“You Spirits should have a method for quickly regenerating internal magic power,” Denghis Xisi pointed out.

Denghis Xisi noticed that the milk-adder stopped healing because she had run out of MP, but he didn’t pursue it… since his left arm’s wounds had been mostly mended.

As for how to regrow the left arm, that was a subject for Denghis Xisi to research.

“Instructor, should we take her out?” a disciple came over at this moment and made a cutting gesture.

Denghis Xisi’s wounds were already healed, and the milk-adder held no further utility.

“No need, she is a valuable research subject. Indeed, Spirits can revive, but what about imprisoning them?”

Denghis Xisi voiced this idea in front of the milk-adder. During the period she released Holy Light Magic, Denghis Xisi had fully grasped the power system of the milk-adder.

He delved into the power system of the gospel preachers… to ascertain if the milk-adder possessed some kind of long-range communication magic.

The result was no, the magic that the milk-adder mastered was centered around healing and enhancing enemies. The kind of long-range communication Spirit Magic was not detected by Denghis Xisi.

Of course, Denghis Xisi didn’t discount the possibility that the milk-adder could directly contact her god.

But… such a valuable wild Spirit research subject, Denghis Xisi was unwilling to let her go.

“Watch her closely. Individual Spirits, under these circumstances, are not much stronger than you, and she isn’t a combat-oriented Spirit,” Denghis Xisi commanded the disciples around him.

These disciples were elites trained by Denghis Xisi, with an average level above forty-five. One disciple might not match the milk-adder, but what about three or five?

Spirits are strong fighters, true, but they can’t overcome a thousand foes at once, at least not on this island.

Hai Lan, holding a small wooden box, ran to a corner, drawing the attention of all the Magic Thieves around her, but not a single one came over to converse.

The Magic Thieves, following Denghis Xisi’s order, kept a close watch on Hai Lan as she took out her gospel book and swiped her fingertips over it like a blind person.

This small action did not arouse any suspicion among the Magic Thieves. They probably thought Hai Lan had poor vision or was simply a pitiful blind person.

In fact, Hai Lan was furiously interacting online with her fans and Jiang Qiao through a virtual keyboard.

The Magic Thieves could sense the energy within Hai Lan that carried the aura of the Devouring God, but they were unaware that this divine power was not from divine protection but from an ultra-fast 5G network.

These inhabitants of the magic steam era, no matter how cunning or sly and meticulous in their research and perception of transcendent power, simply had no concept of the internet.

This was the limitation of the era, so it never occurred to them that Hai Lan was frenziedly chatting online with tens of thousands of spiritual beings.

“President! I really snuck in!” Hai Lan messaged Jiang Qiao.

“What? You really snuck in?” Jiang Qiao immediately replied.

“Inside the Magic Thieves! Didn’t you say there was a great moneymaking opportunity? I really snuck in, but I can’t teleport back now, the teleport crystal is greyed out, and the mail item transfer function is also disabled. I have a lot of mother crystals on me!”

Hai Lan meant that she wanted Jiang Qiao to find a way to help her transport the mother crystals out.

On Biland Island, one of the death penalties on the map is… death could potentially cause the loss of all the mother crystals in the backpack. The first five times only have a certain probability, but the fifth time is guaranteed.

This was not Jiang Qiao intentionally increasing the game difficulty for the players, but because the mother crystal is not an original creation of the spiritual beings, when a player dies and their body turns into a spiritual body, the only way to prevent the mother crystals from dropping is by consuming them directly.

Of course, players could choose to purify the otherworldly aura of the mother crystals, making them permanently part of the spiritual beings’ world, thus ensuring they would never drop.

But that was not worth it! So Hai Lan’s backpack was filled with unpurified mother crystals, and if she used the suicide method to return to the city, she might lose all her earnings from the past few days.

“Just log off if you don’t want to keep mingling with these Magic Thieves, isn’t there the log-off escape?” Jiang Qiao reminded Hai Lan of a player’s strongest defense skill… logging off.

This skill is the strongest defense and escape skill for all professions, bar none.

“Log off?”

Hai Lan opened the main menu, the log off icon was active, but she was currently in combat status, and logging off required a ten-second countdown, she just needed to sit here quietly and wait for ten seconds.

“Yeah, you just need to hit log off, and you don’t need to entangle with these Magic Thieves. I think you should also take a rest, balance work and leisure for a healthy life. Log off, have a meal, go watch a movie with friends, isn’t it great to have some ice cream at the dessert shop?” Jiang Qiao replied.

Upon seeing this message from Jiang Qiao, Hai Lan’s hands trembled slightly as she typed, but Hai Lan steadied her trembling arm with her other hand and firmly sent her reply.

“I don’t have time to log off, I plan to livestream emptying the Magic Thieves’ lair!” Hai Lan sent Jiang Qiao a panda emoji, implying ‘you want me to log off and then take over my estate.’

“Then go for it! I’m also watching your stream, and I sent you an airplane reward.” Jiang Qiao said.

“Thanks, boss, oh no, president.”

After chatting through this string of messages, Hai Lan looked up at the fierce-looking Magic Thieves around her, and even if she didn’t cheer herself up, the barrage of live comments in her vision was furiously cheering her on.

“Oh my! Who sent the strategic nuclear weapon, Hai Lan, to the BOSS’s house again?”

“Hai Lan’s secondary job must be a Decomposer, right? I guess it’ll only take half a day to dismantle these Magic Thieves’ homes.”

“I wonder what the Magic Thieves’ instance looks like.”

The stream of text floating across the screen briefly eased Hai Lan’s fear, reminding her of the first time she joined deep abyss hunting and heard Jiang Qiao shout.

Players are never alone!

As Hai Lan thought this, a little girl suddenly approached her.

“I… I remember you, we’ve met at the base in the past two days.”

“Huh? SR? Why are you here?” Hai Lan turned her head and saw Yelena sitting next to her.

“SR, is that referring to me? What does that nickname mean? No, wait… were you captured too?” Yelena, was filled with anxiety and guilt.

The scene of Denghis Xisi raiding the base of the Dancing Nuclear Guild was stamped into her heart, and she could hardly cope with the worry, nearly bursting.

All she could think about was the status of the people of Dancing Nuclear Guild; whether everyone was still alive.

“Sort of captured, also are you interested in joining me?” Hai Lan looked at Yelena, her eyes alight with… no, not lust, but greed.

The newly launched talent market system could really be capitalized on, as among the rare SR-level characters, there were only two, and Yelena was one of them.

Rare… which meant extremely valuable.