Chapter 531: 531
Time flew . It had been two weeks since Lin Sheng cut himself off from the outside, doing this cultivation . But someone from the Sanctum was keeping in touch with his family, so they were informed of what Lin Sheng was doing .
It sounded as if Lin Sheng was busy with one thing one day and doing another thing the next day . But all these were just covers that Lin Sheng had planned in advance to keep his family from worrying about him . The real him was hibernating in the Holy Spirit Palace .
Two weeks were neither long nor short, but it was not clear how long Lin Sheng, the King of the Holy Spirits was going to take for his cultivation .
For the average person, the smokescreen might work . However, the powerful beings were too smart to fall for that; they had an exceptionally keen eye and perceptibility . It was impossible to feign the aura of powerful beings .
Hence, the Dark Pantheon and Astral Mere had gotten wind of Lin Sheng’s disappearance from the very beginning .
The other doomsday cults, which were suppressed when Lin Sheng was around, were taking this opportunity to spread their teachings . All reckless forces thought this was an opportunity .
Shermanton and Henricqal, the two highly developed holy cities, had long been coveted by enemies . Some forces were salivating over them .
In the third defensive city of Miga, a convoy of petrol-burning motorcycles was running through the mist of the Black Tide .
The riders were wrapped in clothes, wearing goggles that fully protected their eyes . There was no way to tell their gender and age . Everyone was covered in thick layers of protective gear .
The convoy had traveled from one defensive city to another defensive city . They were a convoy of soul hunters, putting their lives on the line to deliver messages between defensive cities .
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As all satellite communications were down, the only way to exchange information with one another was through the human messenger .
At the front of the convoy, a small built member was whispering to the convoy leader .
“Every time I go to DC3 (Defensive City 3), I always have that bad feeling . The place is dead . Everyone has that hopeless gaze in their eyes; they look terrifying . ”
“That makes them stand out,” the convoy leader said nonchalantly .
“Stand out? If not for the city lord governed like a cock crowing on his own dunghill and screwed things up, DC3 would not have degraded to this stage . I can only describe it in one word: horrible!” The small built convoy member sighed .
Despite being covered in a mask, the voice was undoubtedly female .
“It’s none of our business . We just do our job,” the convoy leader said .
“What about DC2? Miga had integrated all information with us . There are only three DCs, other than the unique holy cities discovered not long ago . I think DC2 is going to be the most solid one in the future, not even the holy cities can match . ”
“How do you know the situation there when you haven’t been to the holy cities?” another convoy member chimed in .
“You don’t have to be there to know . I have heard about it,” the girl retorted . “The biggest function of a DC is to protect everyone from corrosion and harm . DC2 is the only city controlled by soul hunters like us . It is still the best in terms of the recruitment of members and the provision of welfare to the people .
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“Perhaps one day, when we feel like retiring, we can settle down in DC2 . Do you know what the other convoys call the city?”
“What is it?”
“The Defensive City of Wind . ”
“What is that?”
“The city lord of DC2 is a gentleman going by the nickname ‘Wind . ’ He is also one of the strongest soul hunters since the beginning,” the girl explained .
“We’d better shut up and hurry up because we will soon run out of uncontaminated water . ”
After running through the mist of the Black Tide for a few days, everyone needed to take some rest and ate the food and drank the water with an extremely low level of contamination . Otherwise, even soul hunters would be still susceptible to the corrosion of the black mist . If that happened, they would die a lot quicker than ordinary people .
Everyone fell silent again after the warning from the convoy leader . Staying silent was the basic SOP (Standard Operating Protocol) to travel in the black mist .
That was because many monsters prey using their auditory senses . Many more monsters emitted little sound when they moved . Without staying quiet and keeping themselves alert, they could become lunch for the monsters, so no one dared to talk for long .
Still traveling through the mist, the convoy passed through streets and remnants of buildings, the ruins of a human settlement . Buildings had collapsed and some still half stood; none of them was in one piece .
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The convoy slowly ran straight through the ruins and toward the destination ahead .
On one side of the convoy, in the dark corner filled with the mist of the Black Tide,
A figure, clad in a gray robe with a three-star pattern, was wrapped up in some secret black fabric, revealing only a pair of bloodshot brown eyes, staring as the motorcycle convoy disappeared into the distance . Standing in the darkness, the figure looked like a cheetah waiting for its prey, extremely calm and quiet .
“Defensive cities… soul hunters? The gray-robed figure snickered indistinctly .
“Go kill them all!”
As the figure spoke, the shadow at the back stretched and spiraled into a dozen strands of black silk before, flying toward the convoy .
“I pity them…” The gray-robed man turned around and walked deeper into the darkness without bothering to check the outcome .
This was the Black Tide territory . He could not stay here for too long . He needed to leave as soon as he had done his things .
“A bunch of trash who try to challenge the original order will eventually become the dust of history—vanish for good!”
After letting out another sigh, the gray-robed man could vaguely hear the horrified scream coming from the far distance .
“Only dark energy is the way . Half-human, half-monster trash are only fit to become tools . ”
Inside DC1, everything and everyone went in an orderly manner . People were selling their merchandise in the city squares and in the streets . They put up a sign that told buyers their barter terms .
Ansel had just returned from outside the city . As a member of the soul hunters, his biggest hobby was to find the stuff he liked in this place .
Living on the edge made the soul hunters think nothing of parting with their money . After all, no one knew if he or she would die in their next mission . So they enjoyed it while they still could . They would not think about tomorrow but live in the present .
That had also caused some people among the soul hunters to become a little too relaxed about their moral codes . They claimed to be the followers of the deity of love and always organized some hookup parties .
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