harleyscars Chapter 100 "Purification Divine Art"
Chapter 100 "Purification Divine Art"
Chapter 102 "Purification Divine Art"
Ollie jogged through the smoky pile of rocks, which were still burning from Emily's careless throwing of fireballs, and stopped only when he was right in front of Roland and Rom.
This young man had just experienced his first real, bloody battle, and could even be said to have walked through the gates of hell.
He is currently in a state of tension, a mixture of extreme excitement and lingering fear.
Ollie's hands trembled slightly as he held the short sword stained with green, murky blood, trying to put it back into the leather sheath at his waist.
But because he was so nervous, the tip of the sword bumped against the scabbard several times before it finally went in.
Having embarrassed himself in front of his savior, Ollie held it in for a while, his face flushed red, and bowed deeply to Luo Lan, his voice trembling slightly with excitement at the end: "Uncle Luo Lan, you were so cool just now—"
The boy looked up, his eyes gleaming with the fervent light of someone seeing a legendary hero.
"Could you please, Uncle Luo Lan, teach me a few moves!"
Upon hearing this, Rom, who was bending over and wiping his iron sword, paused for a moment.
The veteran shook his head helplessly and sighed inwardly:
[I'm really getting old and useless.]
When his apprentice, whom he had trained for many years, asked someone else for guidance in front of him, Rom couldn't help but feel a bitter sense of vicissitude once again.
Oli's extremely sincere request to become an apprentice surprised Luo Lan slightly.
The Templar Knights' Basic Swordsmanship Iv.1 that Luo Lan possessed was purely due to the muscular instincts left over from the body of this former hero.
Letting Luo Lan wield his broadsword to cut down ghouls or goblins would be as easy as using his own arm, without any problem.
But to ask Luo Lan to break down this instinct derived from the flesh into individual movement techniques and teach it to a novice warrior apprentice would be asking too much of a question.
Just as Luo Lan was rapidly organizing her thoughts on how to politely refuse the passionate young man before her without being too hurtful, she was...
A bright red and blue light flashed in the air.
Emily gracefully descended from mid-air, flapping her wings and hovering above the group, immediately rescuing Luo Lan from her predicament: "These ugly monsters—that's it?"
Emily blinked her heterochromatic red and blue eyes, looking at the goblin corpses lying all over the ground with a puzzled expression.
"Wasn't there supposed to be a goblin shaman? Where is he? Emily's going to drive all the bad guys away!"
The little fairy's incessant complaining diverted everyone's attention from the previous topic of apprenticeship.
Rom, leaning on his broadsword, straightened up, his sharp eyes scanning the ravaged, rocky slope. His tone held a hint of doubt: "Indeed. Although there are about thirty goblin corpses here, matching the number Griff mentioned, I haven't seen any goblin shamans—"
The veteran paused, rubbing his still throbbing left knee, before continuing his analysis: "Moreover, although these green-skinned monsters made things a bit difficult for me, their strength, being only at the Iron rank, even with the addition of that Bronze rank leader, wasn't enough to dismantle two Silver rank T-800 rune golems into pieces in such a short time."
Luo Lan listened to the veteran's analysis and nodded: "Yes. The way those goblins went berserk at the end didn't seem like the behavior of natural monsters."
Luo Lan recalled the goblins' bloodshot eyes and their fearless charge, and said, "They do resemble the crazed demon wolves I saw during the Rift Tide."
Luo Lan spoke these words casually, as if she were discussing yesterday's weather.
But these words, when they reached Rom's ears, were anything but simple.
Rom's eyelids twitched, and his voice rose slightly in surprise: "Brother Rom, you dare to go down into the Rift during the Demon Tide period?"
For Rom, who had been an adventurer for many years, he knew all too well how dangerous the Rift during the Demon Tide was.
For ordinary adventurers, entering this place would be a near-certain death.
Luo Lan simply waved his hand, his tone still casual: "It's just a low-level dungeon-type rift, nothing special."
Upon hearing Luo Lan's words, the veteran's Adam's apple bobbed, and he sighed, "Low-level dungeon-type—ha, that's not a place I can enter now. I admire your courage, Brother Luo Lan."
Rom heard it and kept it in mind.
Silently, he raised the previously estimated upper limit of Luo Lan's strength by a significant margin.
If Rom didn't know, what would he think if he found out that Ro Lan not only broke into the Rift during the Demon Tide period, but also almost single-handedly cleared the entire Rift?
After the casual conversation ended, Luo Lan suddenly did something that puzzled everyone.
He stepped forward and walked to the remains of a goblin that had been cut in half, deftly removing the heavy armor gauntlet from his left hand.
He reached out his hand, bent down, and pressed it onto the green-skinned corpse that was still flowing with foul blood.
This strange behavior immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Oli was staring intently at Luo Lan. Seeing this, he couldn't help but take half a step forward and asked curiously, "Uncle Luo Lan, what are you going to do?"
Luo Lan remained unfazed, smoothly reciting a prepared explanation: "A method for purifying the corpses of demons originating from the [Holy Kingdom]. This can determine whether the demon is essentially a natural demon or a chaotic demon containing chaotic matter. If it is a chaotic demon, its corpse will be decomposed and purified to prevent it from leaving behind chaotic pollution here—"
These words sounded grand and dignified, as if they were endorsed by the Church of Holy Light.
But only Luo Lan himself knew that he just wanted to try out [Condensation] to see if he could extract some Chaos Essence from this goblin corpse.
Theoretically speaking, [Condensation] can only absorb chaotic demons that rely on chaotic energy to survive and whose bodies are filled with chaotic matter.
During this time, the ghouls and goblins that Luo Lan encountered near this gray rock canyon were all classified as natural monsters in Akquaid's species classification.
They can break free from the chaotic aura and reproduce normally outside the rift, so there should be no trace of chaotic essence extracted from their bodies.
But Luo Lan had just seen it clearly: the goblins' frenzied state in the last few minutes, their scarlet eyes and their completely irrational, berserk reactions.
It looked just like a demonic creature living in the rifts, completely corrupted by the aura of chaos—like the berserk demonic wolf we encountered in the dungeon-type rifts before.
This prompted Luo Lan to give it a try.
The moment the left hand, composed of flesh and blood, made intimate contact with the goblin's dark green skin, [Condensation] silently activated.
Then, a scene unfolded that left everyone present wide-eyed.
Within mere seconds, the stench-filled goblin remains disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Skin, flesh, and even bones transformed in an instant into a large cluster of deep purple-black particles.
These particles swirled in the wind, like iron filings attracted by a powerful magnet, and all flowed into Luo Lan's left palm.
[Chaos Essence +10]
[Current Chaotic Essence: 1388]
Two notification sounds popped up in my mind.
Luo Lan straightened up and slowly shook her left hand.
[It worked as expected!]
A natural monster goblin that should have yielded no Chaos Essence actually brought a full 10 points of Chaos Essence.
This number is even greater than the amount of source matter that Luo Lan obtained by killing those real Black Iron-tier Chaos Monsters, such as Walking Mushrooms and Demon Wolves, in the Ruins of Fallen Leaf Town.
[These goblins—there's definitely something fishy going on.]
Before Luo Lan could delve deeper into his thoughts, Emily, who was in mid-air, flew to Luo Lan's side, her eyes wide, and circled the spot where the goblin corpse had just disappeared: "Wow! Such a big goblin corpse, just gone?!"
The little fairy stared at the empty ground, her heterochromatic eyes filled with the excitement of discovering a new toy.
"Luo Lan, you should join the Purifier team of the [Emerald Council]! Those guys are constantly agonizing over how to completely eradicate the effects of chaotic matter. If you join them, you'll definitely get tons of rewards!"
Oli was also quite intrigued. He stared blankly at Roland's left hand, muttering to himself, "Was that divine magic? It vanished in an instant—"
Rom stood a few steps away and gave Rom a deep look.
The veteran felt he was increasingly unable to understand this self-proclaimed lone traveler, the enigmatic white-haired knight.
Luo Lan said that his method of directly erasing the corpse just now originated from the divine magic of the Holy Kingdom?
Rom spent most of his life in the Central Continent. In his early years, as a Gold-rank adventurer, he was active in the territories of various major powers and had dealt with many priests and paladins of the Holy Light Church.
He swore on his uninjured right leg that he had never seen any holy light magic that could exhibit such efficient, even somewhat sinister, purification and decomposition abilities.
Ordinary purification spells can at most burn the monster's corpse, leaving behind a pile of white ash.
How can even bone fragments instantly vaporize and turn into particles to be absorbed?
However, since Luo Lan saved Ouli's life in the critical moment, and that's how Luo Lan explained it himself,
Rom decided to believe it for now.
These days, every ruthless person who claims to have dared to venture into the Rift Ruins during the Demon Tide period and survive must have some hidden secrets.
Although Luo Lan's fighting style and these strange abilities seem counterintuitive no matter how you look at it.
But Rom could tell from Rolan's ever-calm eyes that this unfamiliar knight was not a bad person at heart.
Rom didn't delve any further. He strode over, grabbed Ollie by the back of his collar, and dragged his still-dazed apprentice away from Rom's side. He ordered impatiently, "Alright, brat, what are you looking at? Go check if there are any other goblin-strewn goods on the ground besides the broken T-800 parts. We can take them to Griff later."
Ollie shrank back and obediently squatted down to rummage through the scrap metal.