Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 613: First doubt, then become 471

Morphie, engrossed in battle, had no time to attend to the emotions in his heart. When faced with adversity, his instinctive choices superseded all his thoughts at the moment.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

The light from the blades became more intense, dancing together to form a curtain.

The confidence that came with battle reignited the light in Morphie’s eyes.

’I can do it! I can do it!’

’What he couldn’t accomplish, I can!’

’I will take everyone out of here!’

’This time, I am everyone’s savior!’

"Swoosh!"

A ring of blade light flashed past, temporarily clearing out all the phantoms within a large area.

Even the omnipresent dark mist was swept away for a short while.

Devoid of the black miasma and not truly being a high-dimensional space, a small area within this illusory realm momentarily revealed its original form.

"It looks like there’s someone over there!"

Morphie pointed in a direction, his expression somewhat surprised.

Living people!

And they hadn’t been corrupted by the demons!

The space Morphie had cleared with his attack was like a faint firefly’s light in the endless darkness—dim and fleeting, but in this dark world, it was undoubtedly the "beacon of light" for everyone.

Guided by her Spiritual Energy senses, Gu Lan instantly noticed this momentary change.

Her level of Spiritual Energy was slightly stronger than Gong Yan’s, and she was better at combat and capturing intuitive insights in split seconds.

At times like this, the entire player team almost depended on her for navigation.

"There is ’light’ over there! Maybe someone has come to save us!"

"It could be the War God!" Gong Yan’s eyes lit up.

In this place, only the War God could possibly save them from peril.

They had all seen the silhouette of the War God when he made his breakthrough just now.

It’s just a pity that it seemed the War God hadn’t seen them, and considering they had to take care of Kuang Xin, who was trapped with the three aberrant sources’ "slaves", they hadn’t chosen to run away immediately.

But who could have known that the situation here would become so rapid and dire.

Now they couldn’t rescue Kuang Xin, and it seemed they also had a hard time escaping.

"Let’s move towards that direction! Quick!"

The brief flash of light was enough to serve as a temporary "beacon".

Even if it went out, it could support them to move a few steps within the fog.

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They were not afraid of slow progress, only of the absence of hope.

Of course, they also weren’t very afraid—after all, the worst outcome was just waiting three days for a reset.

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"What about Kuang Xin?"

"Never mind him! Let him fend for himself, it’s better for one to die than for all of us. If we survive, when he revives and finds us, at least we can still help him out." Dai Lian made the most rational decision, and directly ordered, "Wen Jie, you and Zhou stand in the middle of us, we’ll protect you!"

Wen Jie was the weakest in terms of combat power, and Zhou hadn’t cultivated Spiritual Energy, being purely a master of physical skills.

In a domain against demons, Zhou, the strongest fighter in the team, had far less presence than any member of the player team.

Even Dai Lian, who had no talent for Spiritual Energy, had exchanged the option to cultivate Spiritual Energy with the War God.

"Okay!" Wen Jie grasped Zhou’s hand, feeling her big sister’s palm for the first time so cold.

Gu Lan, Gong Yan, and Dai Lian formed a circle, standing at the outside, holding hands to face the onslaught of howling phantoms—together, hand in hand, was the only way they wouldn’t get separated in this eerie place.

And under the lead of Gu Lan at the forefront, they could also move a few steps whenever the distant faint light occasionally flickered on.

Facing the endless assault of phantom shadows, Gong Yan tightly clutched a small banner in her hand, casting a faint light that shielded the entire team, offering them fragile protection.

Wielding the Longsword, Gu Lan energized its blade with Spiritual Energy, occasionally managing to disrupt one or two of the attacking shadows.

Apart from that, the endless phantoms seemed to pass in and out of their bodies, each passage forcing them to make a willpower check and determining what they would lose—perhaps Spiritual Energy, perhaps their reserve of movement, or possibly even life itself.

Their level of Spiritual Energy was basically at the stage where they treated it like mana, with only Gong Yan and Gu Lan capable of using some of the skills from their Spiritual Energy talent.

As the two groups hurried toward each other from opposite directions, they quickly converged.

Seeing that their targets were only five "ordinary people," Kiro Lan and Morphie were momentarily taken aback.

But they showed no displeasure or disappointment; Morphie even smiled warmly at the five, "It’s okay, you’ve been rescued. Follow me, and I’ll lead you out!"

That was the feeling the great one had given him, so warm and reassuring.

Morphie would never forget that feeling, and when facing others, he subconsciously imitated it.

Seeing that their rescuers were just two childlike figures, Dai Lian, Gu Lan, and the others were stunned.

This was not quite what they had expected...

However, seeing the child make such an adult declaration, the five of them couldn’t help but feel a certain trust.

’Maybe these two really have some strength.’

’That makes sense. How could a major city’s core building not have a few experts in residence? So these two are the experts, though they look...not very tall.’

"Keep up," Morphie waved his sword and turned toward a certain direction.

His trust in a certain figure’s battle techniques grew stronger, and it seemed to become easier to face the phantoms.

Every slash he made effortlessly cleared a large area of space, dispelling the demons’ presence.

With Morphie taking the lead, Kiro Lan sheltered under the protective spell immediately felt much more at ease.

Glancing over his shoulder at the few people following, Kiro Lan paused slightly, his gaze focusing on the object in Gong Yan’s hand—a flag supported by an iron rod with a piece of cloth.

Upon seeing that item, his keen Spiritual Energy talent immediately analyzed all the details of the target.

After a brief hesitation, Kiro Lan concentrated on casting a spell, and under the focus of Spiritual Energy, an orb of light floated up from above his head.

The warm glow, like a veil of light, gently enveloped everyone present.

The players were the most aware of this ability; as soon as they were covered by the veil of light, the rate of willpower checks caused by the impact of the phantoms visibly decreased, the probability of failing the checks also dropped significantly, and the Spiritual Energy, movement reserves, and even health that they had lost began to slowly recover under the illumination of the light orb.

Under a more advanced ability, the small banner in Gong Yan’s hand suddenly seemed dull and lackluster.

Feeling this sudden surge of power, everyone’s gaze turned in astonishment to the seemingly frail girl.

Dai Lian exclaimed in a low voice, "So fierce!"

"Indeed..." Gu Lan glanced at the light orb above everyone’s heads and then at the small flag in Gong Yan’s hand, "NPCs are just fierce."

The orb not only offered everyone more effective protection from the phantoms but also lit up the area around them to some extent.

Even the invasive black demonic presence, which seemed to penetrate everywhere, struggled to enter when it encountered the light spread by the orb as if it had come across some kind of barrier.

Under the orb’s cover, even their vision into the black fog seemed to clear up a bit.

With Kiro Lan’s support from behind, Morphie seemed even more like a War God, striding confidently in the chosen direction, his voice rousing and uplifting.

"The exit is right ahead, let’s get out of here first!"

"Squeak!"

The simple door was violently burst open, and the wandering monster at the entrance appeared stunned by the sudden appearance of living beings.

This was also the players’ first glimpse of a demon’s true form—

The demon, entirely red, had a tall figure, muscular thighs, a slender waist, and a robust chest, with two horns curving upwards on its forehead.

Its gait was swaying, like a dancing girl, full of grace and charm, easily arousing endless desires within humans.

"So seductive..."

"But also so weird..."

"Don’t get entangled with them! The real battlefield is on the first floor! There’s a hole down there! Jump in!" Morphie, leading the way, headed straight for the irregular hole in the center of the hall.