Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
Bang!
A ball of dark shadows suddenly crashed into the study from the windows.
A brutal and dangerous atmosphere was created.
These were the elites of the Strigoi—the mutated Feelers!
Chen Gou instantly came back to his senses and snapped out of his reverie. The second wave of guests drawn by the Fallen Light had arrived.
However, it wasn’t Quinlan, who he had been waiting for, but the Master’s followers!
Obviously, he never had any intention of making a deal. It was his usual style to just grab what he wanted.
One, two, three… five, six!
Six short but fierce-looking and extremely fast Feelers jumped straight in through the window.
“Hiss…”
A terrifying strange scream rang in the room.
Unlike other Strigoi, Feelers never walked upright. Instead, they took on the posture of a beast on all fours.
By climbing on various vantage points such as bookcases, statues, and even hanging lamps, they circled their prey.
In a matter of seconds, they surrounded Chen Gou and Abraham.
How did the Master breed so many Feelers? Could he have wiped out all the deaf and dumb children in all of New York?
While Chen Gou was pondering this, Abraham had already rushed straight toward the nearest Feeler crouched on the desk.
He drew his silver sword, which was hidden in his walking stick, causing the entire room to become solemn.
The Feeler jumped out of the way at the last moment. It was quick and swift, but Abraham also showed strength and swiftness that belied his age.
Furthermore, he was really experienced. Because he had anticipated the Feeler’s next move, he had his silver sword three inches away, waiting in the direction the Feeler had ducked.
By the time the Feeler sensed the danger, the tip of the sword had already sliced through the side of its body.
The sword cut deep enough to make the Feeler end its leap and stagger back down onto the desk as white blood gushed out of its wound.
Strigoi rarely felt pain in their limbs unless they were attacked by a silver weapon.
Thus, the wounded creature twisted its body and held its side.
Taking advantage of its moment of inattention, Abraham swung his sword violently, slicing along the Feeler’s lower jaw.
The Feeler instinctively tilted its head back, and it seemed that the tip of the sword couldn’t reach it anymore.
At that moment, a white wolf-headed figure suddenly appeared before the silver sword and bit the Feeler’s neck.
It separated its head from its neck and shoulder right away.
A moment later, its head fell on the desk and rolled onto the floor. The severed area was as smooth as a mirror.
The headless corpse then fell backward with a bang.
The mutated Feeler, which seemed very difficult to deal with, had been killed by Abraham very easily.
Chen Gou’s eyes lit up. What surprised him was not the old Demon Hunter’s strength, but the power of the silver sword.
As expected, Abraham was stronger than what had been shown in the television series, and the sword in his hand was not just an ordinary silver sword.
The wolf’s head that had just appeared was enough proof that it was absolutely a magical weapon!
Chen Gou licked his lips. Among the many magical artifacts, weapons had always been the most expensive.
This was because a warrior could live without defensive gear or potions, but not without weapons.
Weapons were a warrior’s life!
This is the first magical weapon I have any hope of getting. I can’t let it go no matter what. The question is how do I get it without falling out with Abraham…
While Chen Gou’s thoughts were spinning, the other Feelers launched their attacks.
Not only did the death of their companion not make them feel afraid, but it actually aroused their ferocity.
As soon as Chen Gou looked up, two Feelers were already floating in the air. They jumped from a high place and pounced on him from both sides at once.
Six flickering claws and three fierce tongues were at the ready, about to slice through his chest and pierce his throat in the blink of an eye.
Chen Gou didn’t dare be careless in the slightest and summoned the Radiant Dawn.
The Radiant Dawn used her golden longsword to block the right side. The Feeler in that direction changed direction in the air, dodging the sword light as it flew over from above.
However, the Feeler on the left had already pounced forward. It opened its jagged four-petal mouth and its thick, fleshy tongue shot out.
The green liquid on the stinger of its tongue dripped onto the ground, and the marble floor instantly turned into a smoking, shallow pit.
Evidently, besides their claws and teeth, their tongues also contained corrosive poison.
The tongue hit the shield in the Radiant Dawn’s left hand hard. Based on his experience in the bakery last time, this strike should have created a large hole in the shield.
However, the result was not at all like that.
The shield condensed by magic did show signs of corrosion, but it was the Feeler who was in a worse state!
It jumped up from the ground and frantically retreated while letting out a painful scream.
All that could be seen was the stinger at the front of its tongue, which was actually charred black.
It was obviously attacking the shield, so why was its stinger burned?
The Silver Flame of Light!
After a careful look, one would see that the Radiant Dawn’s entire body was covered in a layer of faint silver flames.
The flames were very low, so they were hard to detect at a glance.
According to the Ancient Silver Cross’ description, all physical skills performed by the wearer will have a layer of a flame of light attached to them…
Essentially, the Radiant Dawn was also summoned by me through my skill, so she should automatically have silver flames on her body as well?
Ever since he had obtained the Ancient Silver Cross Necklace, Chen Gou had never summoned the Battle Guardian, nor had he ever expected the Radiant Dawn to be able to trigger the passive skill of a silver-grade artifact. This sudden discovery was undoubtedly a huge surprise.
Thanks to the layer of silver flames surrounding her, the Battle Guardian’s combat power simply skyrocketed.
Especially when dealing with dark creatures like the Strigoi, the flame of light was unparalleled.
The 100 points of damage per second were still secondary. What was important was one’s ability to cause their enemy unbearable pain.
It was akin to an intimidating type of controlling skill that could make the Strigoi cower and not dare to approach.
The Feelers that retreated in fear had completely confirmed this.
However, they were clearly spurred by something. After only ten seconds or so, they bounced off the ground once again and pounced over in unison.
By then, a remote control had already appeared in Chen Gou’s hand. It was the remote control that controlled the ultraviolet lamps in the study!
Swish! Swish! Swish…
One, two, three… eleven, twelve!
Twelve ultraviolet lamps lit up at the same time, three of them in each direction. They covered the entire room and enveloped every corner with purple light.
The miserable screams of the Strigoi then resounded through the study and even spread throughout the church.
Under the ultraviolet light, the Strigoi felt like they were being exposed to the sun.
Smoke appeared on their bodies before their skin produced sparks and became charred black. Then, their flesh and bones… were burned completely!
They all held their heads and screamed, banging their heads like headless flies.
The ones with higher levels were able to last a little longer, but they couldn’t escape being reduced to ashes. This was their fate.
“System notification: The host has killed an Awakened Level-5 mutated Feeler. 100 Awakening Points have been obtained.”
“System notification: The host has killed an Awakened Level-5 mutated Feeler. 100 Awakening Points have been obtained.”
“System notification: The host has killed an Awakened Level-7 mutated Feeler. 130 Awakening Points have been obtained… The Awakened Level has increased to Level 4. A Magic Origin Light has been obtained.”
“System notification: The host has killed an Awakened Level-6 mutated Feeler. 110 Awakening Points have been obtained…”
When he felt the newborn Magic Origin Light within his body, Chen Gou’s face beneath his mask stretched into a big smile.
The Abyssal Knights waiting outside would never have imagined that not only was he alive and well in this Abyssal World, but he had even advanced from Level 2 to Level 4 in only five or six days.
He was only one step away from being able to obtain the second skill slot at Level 5.
However, it was not easy to get over this step just yet.
First of all, now that the Master had suffered such a great loss, he would definitely not send the Strigoi to fall into this trap again and court death.
The next time he made a move, he would not give him the chance to benefit from the ultraviolet lamps.
Therefore, he could only do this once.
As he leveled up, the Awakening Points he obtained by killing low-level magical creatures would gradually decrease.
This basically killed the idea of him killing a large number of beginner-level Strigoi and grinding hard to Level 5.