Chapter 81: Slaughtering Through!

Viherli, reeking of alcohol, was kicked out of the stronghold by his superior.

He was ordered to investigate that Far Eastern demon.

“Suka Blyat!

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Why do I have to go?

Just because I drank your hidden vodka?

Or because the girl you like ended up in my bed?

Or maybe because your sister ended up in my bed too?

Just you wait!

When I get back from the Far East, I’m going to pay your mother a visit!”

Viherli cursed incessantly under his breath.

He was using his own way to drive out the fear in his heart.

But it was useless.

Whenever he thought of the recent intelligence reports, Viherli’s entire body would tremble.

Viherli was by no means a coward.

Back in his hometown, Viherli, who had once wrestled a bear and forced it to retreat, was definitely considered a brave man; even the people from the ‘Church of Kupala’ praised him highly.

But looking at those intelligence reports, Viherli felt as if the Siberian winter wind was blowing through the very marrow of his bones.

Killing!

Utter and absolute slaughter!

Even those Three-Faced Priests in the ‘Church of Triglav’ couldn’t achieve this.

Those priests also loved slaughter.

But those priests needed rest.

But what about the person in the reports?

Tireless!

And,

Devoid of emotion.

How many people had the opponent killed?

Not a few, not even a dozen.

It was hundreds, thousands!

To slaughter so many people, even the most powerful Divine Power warrior would need to complete a soul-cleansing prayer and atonement with the help of a priest.

This process usually lasted from 6 to 18 months.

And the opponent?

The slaughter never ceased.

This was simply a demon!

A demon that had crawled out of the abyss!

And now?

He needed to track down that demon’s whereabouts.

“Ha, the heroic and extraordinary Viherli died in the Far East.

He was disemboweled.

His intestines were hung from the treetops.”

Viherli sang in the tune of a folk ditty from his hometown, while another bottle of vodka appeared in his hand—the pungency of the strong liquor made him feel warm.

Viherli needed this warmth to gain courage.

Just like that time he fought the bear.

Didn’t he become a hero only after drinking two bottles of vodka?

This time will surely work… “Mamma mia!

Help!”

Viherli shouted, his eyes bulging as he stared fixedly at the Empire’s military camp.

It wasn’t a pyramid of skulls as mentioned in the intelligence reports.

This time, the corpses were intact.

But every single corpse was shriveled and dried up.

They stood there as if they were still alive, dutifully at their posts.

Only dark, hollow eye sockets stared back at Viherli.

It wasn’t one or two.

It was thousands.

Thousands of mummies stood ramrod straight, staring at Viherli at the entrance of the military camp.

Instantly, Viherli’s crotch became wet.

The sunlight shone on Viherli, but he couldn’t feel a single bit of warmth.

The warmth brought by the vodka had long since vanished into thin air.

Viherli ran away, stumbling and crawling.

He didn’t even return to the stronghold.

Instead, he boarded a ship and left immediately.

But not everyone chooses to go home after being scared out of their wits.

Most people would choose to return to their stronghold to report.

For example: the japanese people who had arrived at the military camp a step earlier.

The japanese people who hid in deeper places, unknown to the world, and always considered themselves Easterners.

They had long since infiltrated the Divine Land, studying Eastern culture and integrating everything about themselves into the East, with the same eating, drinking, and catchphrases.

But the cunning in their bones had not changed.

Li Jinghua was such a person.

Face pale from the scene at the military camp, Li Jinghua walked quickly.

He didn’t go back to his disguised home.

He went straight to their stronghold.

And as soon as he entered the stronghold, he issued the highest order, summoning all the sleeper agents back.

“That power, that power!

It must belong to the Empire!

With it, the Empire will surely achieve the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity!

No!

Even the entire world will tremble under the iron hooves of the Empire!”

Li Jinghua shouted loudly.

His previous fear had long been replaced by his current fanaticism.

He had witnessed that power with his own eyes.

He knew deep down how powerful that power was.

Such powerful force must be held in the hands of the Empire.

Upon hearing Li… no, Nanzō Rihachirō’s words, all the spies present became excited.

“That guy is just an irrational beast.

Capturing him won’t be difficult.

All we need is a bait.”

“Yes, a bait placed on a trap.”

“Didn’t a big shot from the Nine Chrysanthemums sect die?

We can pull some strings.

They will definitely come.”

“There’s also Togakure Mountain and those other schools.

It’s time for them to serve His Majesty the Emperor.”

“Not just them, but also those idiots from the Army.”

The six spies in the room refined the plan, each contributing their ideas.

They didn’t notice the figure emerging from the shadows nearby at all.

“That’s right!

Just like that!

Use our wisdom to capture him… Hmm?”

Nanzō Rihachirō was agitated, waving his arms forcefully.

But soon, Nanzō Rihachirō noticed something was wrong.

The room had gone quiet.

There was no more agreement.

Even breathing was imperceptible.

Subconsciously, Nanzō Rihachirō reached for his gun.

The moment his fingers touched the gun handle, a large hand covered his face, and a heart-piercing, bone-gouging pain immediately struck; he opened his mouth to scream, but his vocal cords were the first to dry up and snap, followed by his eyes, which rapidly withered.

He couldn’t scream.

He could only feel the pain.

Then, he died in the darkness.

Finally, Ding Xie exerted force with his five fingers.

Crack!

The entire skull shattered like rotten wood.

Strands of Vitality were shaken out with a flick of his hand.

Crimson all over, it did not enter the external body.

Not all Vitality was worthy of filling the external body.

Ding Xie’s gaze swept over the flashing text—

【Six Paths Preliminary Body siphoned and killed the Governor, EXP +10】

【Six Paths Preliminary Body siphoned and killed the Garrison Commander, EXP +50】

【Six Paths Preliminary Body siphoned and killed Soldiers X 1000, EXP +3000】

【Six Paths Preliminary Body siphoned and killed Japanese Spies X 6, EXP +30】

【Determined as combat, talent ‘Martial Star’ in effect, EXP increased by 300%!】

【Determined as rookie instance, EXP increased by 100%】

【EXP +12360】

【Character Rank Up: 11 → 12】

【Health, Stamina, Stress Limit +1】

【Skill Point +1】

【Talent ‘Martial Star’ check in progress…】

【Combat Skill Point +1】

【Vitality Siphon: When touching the opponent with both hands, plunder their Vitality to fill the external body. Current progress: 0% → 20%】

…Character Rank increased again.

Still 2 points into 【Unarmed Combat】.

As the simulated deathmatch began in his mind, Ding Xie’s gaze swept over the experience bar.

‘Next Rank requires 90,180, current experience points 4,119.’

Ding Xie looked thoughtful.

Clearly, no matter what, he wouldn’t be able to level up again in time.

10 days, it was almost here.

If only he had another 10 days.

He could do so much more.

Not just snowballing his strength.

But in other aspects as well.

And now?

There was only enough time for one more thing!

In the memories of the 【former martial arts champion】, there was a bank that stored a large amount of gold—

Sassoon Bank.