Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 614: Can Bai E achieve 472?

Morphie, holding his battle saber, hacked down at the approaching Desire Slave in front of him.

The Desire Slave, which was out of range and not blessed with "Death Speech," only had its initial strength and was almost powerless against Morphie’s slash.

"Hurry up!" Dai Lian called to everyone to quickly catch up, only Gong Yan, who was at the back, turned to look at the auction hall they had escaped from.

Kuang Xin was still inside, his condition unknown.

The pitch-black mist was like some sort of inherent barrier, precisely stopping at the boundary of the auction house’s doors, with a mysterious and elusive aura within.

Occasional tendrils of roiling mist reached out, but the ghostly shadows hidden within showed not a trace.

The feeling of being in the fog just moments before echoed in their hearts, but that very real sensation always seemed to be blocked by something, like scratching an itch through a boot, making it impossible to truly immerse oneself...

’Strange...’

"Keep up!" Morphie cleared the way at the front and, seeing a figure lagging behind, couldn’t help but call out.

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If they were to rescue, they naturally couldn’t let anyone die!

When did Bai E, when saving others, ever abandon anyone?

"I’m coming!" Gong Yan replied immediately, running to keep up.

Everyone’s physique was now far beyond that of ordinary people; a platform several meters high posed no challenge to them.

Jumping down instantaneously from the high corridor’s edge, the floor beneath them was the lowest level of the building.

The elevator had long been damaged, and at the staircase entrance on the side, there were many bones and demon infantry lurking; to get to the first floor as quickly as possible, this huge hole was the fastest and safest way.

Surrounding the hole, Morphie and Kiro Lan looked somewhat astonished.

They were familiar with the castle’s construction techniques and knew that with their abilities they could not disturb any inherent wall within the building in a short time, yet the power that had punched through the flooring between two levels was hard for them to accept.

"Was it him?" Morphie’s expression was complicated.

His emotions made him want to believe it was the work of demons, yet reason told him that the only one capable of this feat here, apart from Bai E, was none other!

Had Bai E’s physical abilities already reached this terrifying level?

But unfortunately, even the strongest physical skills were insufficient against demons.

Bai E was devoid of Spiritual Energy talents; back when he saved them, it was by using Exorcism Essential Oil obtained from gods-knows-where, plus arousing everyone’s will to resist, that they successfully fended off that terrifying demon.

Now, within the demon’s domain, only he was the true savior!

’This time, it’s my turn to save you!’

Glancing at Kiro Lan who was closely following him, Morphie cast aside distracting thoughts and peered through the giant hole in the floor to observe the situation on the layer below.

The numerous Desire Slaves still roamed beneath, trying to spot any human figure that could provide them with a bit of fun.

Without looking behind, Morphie backhandedly sliced off the arm of a Desire Slave and then with a spinning back-kick, he sent the one-armed Desire Slave flying towards other oncoming Desire Slaves.

The kicked Desire Slave barreled into several others in pursuit, and Morphie’s gaze swiftly swept around.

Looking at his companions forming a circle, he said, "I’ll go down first to clear the way; you guys follow quickly! Don’t be afraid, I’ll be below to cover you. Got it?"

Morphie’s gaze fell on the leader-like figure among the few people he had just saved, the one who seemed the most mature, the Wolf-Scorpion, "Do you understand?"

Wolf-Scorpion nodded blankly and replied, "Understood."

But as someone who came from an ordinary city fight club, when had she ever seen such a spectacle? Her own abilities were almost useless against demons, so besides running, there was little help she could offer; not getting in the way was her highest expectation for herself.

"Good!" Morphie nodded and leaped down.

The group did not tangle, killing the Desire Slaves they could and repelling those they could not, single-mindedly heading for the first floor to meet the survivors.

Regular Desire Slaves on the floors were no match for Morphie’s war saber until they dropped to the second level, where for the first time a four-legged demon with lower limbs like crab pincers blocked the blow Morphie aimed with his battle saber.

Even as Morphie subconsciously increased his Spiritual Energy output, the four claw-like pincers still firmly gripped the saber, and for the first time, his advance was halted.

"Clack!"

"Clack!"

Sounds of landing came from behind; Morphie grew impatient, withdrew his saber with a flick of his wrist, and the blade furiously burned with Spiritual Energy.

Under the intense stirring of Spiritual Energy, the surface of the war saber seemed to be coated with a layer of orange, scorching flames.

Morphie leaped on the spot, soaring high, and with the next slash, the four-clawed demon’s raised pincers cut as easily as butter under a hot knife.

"Hiss!"

Steam rose as several cut pieces of claw helplessly fell from the air.

Kiro Lan behind Morphie mustered his Spiritual Energy and thrust out a palm.

A palm strike at Morphie’s back came with an extra boost provided by Kiro Lan; Morphie pulled out his saber and spun around to strike again.

As he hacked, the size of the saber greatly increased; the four-legged demon, twice the size of a normal person, was hit on the shoulder with the blow, emitting a sound of perverse and eerie ecstasy.

"There are more behind!"

"And to the left!"