The sun set in the west and night arrived.
The cold wind of late autumn made the pedestrians on the road even more hurried, especially in the East District, where there weren't any big bars or nightclubs. After eight o 'clock at night, there wouldn't be any pedestrians. Only an occasional patrol car would appear.
Outside the Leaf Restaurant, the small blackboard had been hung up for a long time.
Closed for the day.
The words were written clearly on the blackboard.
Fuuu!
The door of the restaurant was opened, allowing the autumn wind to blow in.
The temperature in the restaurant plummeted right away, especially when something appeared, the wind became colder and colder.
Kieran was sitting in the restaurant like he didn't feel anything, reading the newspaper. The [Sharp Standard-Issued Blade] was placed on the bar counter in front of him.
Dak Dak Dak.
Heavy footsteps sounded in front of the alleyway.
A tall, strong, and even extremely burly man walked over.
With every step he took, there would be the sound of rubber tires hitting the ground.
Under the heavy footsteps, the man seemed even fiercer.
Tzzt La, Tzzt La!
The streetlights in front of the restaurant flickered rapidly again, making the man's already gloomy and ferocious face even gloomier.
The man looked at Kieran inside the restaurant, widening his mouth and revealing sharp shark-like teeth.
"Delicious prey!"
The man stuck his tongue out and licked his lips, walking into the restaurant without stopping.
Tsk Gak, Tsk Gak!
The wooden floorboards under his feet started to groan.
The buff spirit didn't care at all.
It knew very well how heavy its body was in pursuit of power.
It was normal for him to groan when he stepped on the wooden floorboards.
From a certain aspect, the buff spirit treated the groans as a compliment, similar to how he glanced over [Sharp Standard-Issued Blade] with slight disdain. It was all from his nature.
The standard saber of the Herders, Weireist, Harstarty and the others, of course he knew it.
In fact, he had eaten more than one of such prey before.
The taste …
It was too beautiful!
After he made sure his prey was a Weireist or Harstarty, he was eager to hunt again.
Although it hadn't digested its previous prey, it didn't mind having an extra meal.
After all, it was rare to see Weireist and Harstarty alone.
Therefore, as soon as he entered the restaurant, he spread his arms and pounced on Kieran like a bear.
Although Weireist and Harstarty were still rookies, they were different from ordinary people. Petty tricks were no longer suitable to deal with these rookies.
What's more, it preferred to use its increasingly powerful arms to tear its opponents apart.
This was the only way to make his opponent's soul more delicious.
What could be more delicious than the soul of a Veilius or a Harstatti?
Naturally, he was tortured and added with fear.
Wu!
The burly dead spirit's arms crossed the bar counter with an evil wind, trying to grab Kieran. Kieran raised the newspaper in his left hand and pasted it on the dead spirit's face. Kieran's right hand grabbed the [Sharp Standard-Issued Blade] and stabbed the dead spirit's throat.
Ding!
The tip of the blade accurately pierced the dead spirit's throat, but a clear metal clanking noise sounded.
[Sharp Standard-Issued Blade] already had a Strong attack, and together with [Scorch]'s attribute, it had an extra + 1 attack against the dead spirit, reaching a Powerful attack level.
Even so, [Sharp Standard-Issued Blade]'s tip couldn't pierce the dead spirit's throat.
"Hehehe!
I'm not like those you've met before, rookie! "
The burly dead spirit laughed coldly after it grabbed the newspaper that was covering its face.
It didn't even care about the [Sharp Standard-Issued Blade] at its throat. It raised its hand and tried to grab Kieran again.
Wuuu!
Another evil wind blew at Kieran's face, fluttering his hair.
Kieran moved his body sideways, dodging the grab and swung the sword in his hand at the same time.
The sharp blade grazed the thick arm of the dead spirit, sparks flying.
Again, it didn't cause any real damage.
The burly dead spirit laughed delightfully again.
It liked to see these rookies fall into despair after failing multiple times.
Therefore, when it saw Kieran take two steps back and get into a lunging stance, the burly dead spirit didn't stop him. Instead, it pointed at its chest and waved at Kieran.
The provocation was self-explanatory.
Kieran raised a brow, as if he was infuriated.
Kieran leaped forward and stabbed the sword in his hand at the burly dead spirit's eyes.
Souuu!
The blade of the sword pierced through the air like an arrow being shot out.
The burly dead spirit wasn't flustered at all, blocking its face with its arms.
Ding!
A slight stinging pain came from its arms, calming it down even more.
This should be the opponent's strongest attack.
Compared to the Weireist and Harstarty it had encountered, this was considered decent.
At least it felt pain.
But to knock it down with such a level of attack?
The difference was too big!
"It's useless!
"How can a rookie like you understand the power of someone at my level?!"
Be a good boy and let me eat you, become a part of me! "
As it spoke, the burly dead spirit grabbed the sword's edge and pulled hard.
Kieran didn't want to be dragged away, so he let go.
But even so, he was thrown out of the bar counter by a force that exceeded the limits of an ordinary person.
When the burly dead spirit grabbed the blade of [Sharp Standard-Issued Blade], it calmed down. A Weireist and Harstarty without a weapon was like a tiger cub without its claws and teeth, it wasn't a match for the burly dead spirit.
Now?
It wasn't even a concern!
With that thought in mind, the burly dead spirit turned around.
Then …
The burly dead spirit saw Kieran holding a gas tank with a metal hose attached.
Wisps of almost blue flames were spurting out from the metal hose.
Especially when Kieran opened the valve with the gas tank, the raging flames were like a dragon's breath, spraying the burly dead spirit's face.
The flames formed from liquefied gas weren't as miraculous as a dragon's breath but the thousand degree high temperature made the dead spirit cry in agony the moment the flames touched its face.
The burly dead spirit's upper body was charred black within a breath's time.
"Aaaaaargh!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you! "
The burly dead spirit roared angrily and charged towards Kieran with its face covered in flames.
The dead spirit didn't notice there was an illusory chain under its feet.
The burly dead spirit's feet tripped as it charged forward.
The burly dead spirit fell on the floor of the restaurant with its face on the ground.
Kacha, Kacha!
The wooden floor, which was already a little overwhelmed, finally collapsed completely at this time.
The burly dead spirit's body vanished from the floor and fell into the storeroom of the restaurant.
Bang!
A heavy crash reverberated through the ground. The burly dead spirit, who was in a daze from the fall, shook his head and subconsciously tried to get up.
Then, it suddenly realized that something sticky was binding its body.
"Maltose?"
The burly dead spirit looked down at the thick layer of golden maltose and couldn't help but be stunned.
Then, it smiled ferociously.
"You think you can tie me down with this little trick?"
The burly dead spirit roared and struggled.
However, the more it struggled, the more frightened it was.
Because as it struggled, the maltose that covered half of the storeroom didn't loosen, instead, it stuck even tighter.
What was worse was that the cunning kid was holding a gas tank above his head. Furthermore, in the cunning kid's hand was … a big barrel of gasoline.
When the lid was opened, the pungent smell was enough to let the burly dead spirit know what it was going to face next.
"Wait!
I … "
The burly dead spirit wanted to say something but Kieran didn't waste time. He poured the gasoline into the barrel and lit it up with his homemade flamethrower.
"Aaaargh!"
The burly dead spirit screamed in agony again.
It struggled even more fiercely.
Unfortunately, it was useless.
Starbeck's special maltose was very sticky under normal conditions but when it was exposed to high temperature, the stickiness would increase to 20%.
On top of that, the special maltose could even help it burn!
The burly dead spirit was wrapped in a layer of maltose and it was like a roasted meat coated with honey in the fire, quickly becoming crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
When it reached its limit …
Bang!
The burly dead spirit exploded just like that.
Illusory figures flew out from the bursting body one after another.
Kieran glanced over them.
Five of them looked familiar, the five that Amy had marked on the information she had collected. There were even more that she wasn't familiar with. There were more than 20 of them.
Among them, the most eye-catching ones were two young men with swords at their waists.
Unlike the other spirits, when the two young men saw Kieran, especially the [Sharp Standard-Issued Blade] in Kieran's hand, their illusory faces showed relief and gratitude.
When the other spirits turned into fireflies and flew further away, the two of them bowed to Kieran before leaving.
Right away, the Origin Forces that were already growing rapidly sped up again.
[Spirit broke through a layer of seal, increased from B → B +]
[Strength, Agility, Constitution, Intuition broke through a layer of seal, increased from E → E +]
…
It was within Kieran's expectation that Spirit broke through the seal again but the rest of his attributes broke through all of a sudden, it surprised Kieran.
However, Kieran didn't think too much about it at the moment.
Amidst the dense aura that was heading further away, many gloomy and cold auras started to gather in the area.
There was no hesitation.
Kieran, who was prepared, carried the gas tank on his back, held the long sword in one hand and the metal hose in the other, and dashed out.
The long sword slashed.
Blazing flames burned.
One after another, the spirits that got close to Kieran disappeared in exponential speed.
Those who did not disappear had gone to a faraway place again.
Almost in an instant, those who heard the invitation and came to watch cursed the burly dead dead man one after another.
Swallowing Weireiths and Harstarty.
What was the big secret about to be revealed?
Forming an alliance with the battle tonight.
In the end, he was still a dead dog.
Damn it!
Why did he listen to that bastard's man's invitation? Why did he bring trouble to himself?
Every single one of the spirits clenched their teeth when they thought about that bastard's man.
That bastard really knew how to paint a pie in the sky.
But what was up with that miraculous ability to walk under the sun?
Could it be that there really is a secret?
Doubts kept popping up in the spirits' minds.
However, the butcher behind them didn't give them time to think. All of them ran back to their lairs.
Be it the dark sewers, the old houses that had fallen into disrepair, or the morgue of the hospital.
But no matter where they were.
The butcher was like a prophet, always coming to their doorstep, greeting them with the sword in his hand and using the flames to fulfill their wishes.
"The pleasure of hanging people?
How can it compare to dancing in the flames? Come, dance! "
"Stabbing people with a knife?"
"No, what you need is an epiphany in the flames. Your wish can be fulfilled by yourself!"
"Your wish has been fulfilled?"
"No, no, without the baptism of the flames, your wish isn't complete!"
…
Amidst the blazing flames, waves of aura heading further appeared in East Sector 7 of Ai City.
As the person in charge of East Sector 9, Bain had arrived at Leaf Dining the moment the waves of aura heading further away appeared.
Although he swore he would never come here again.
However, his duty as a Herder forced him to come.
Bain's mouth twitched as he watched Kieran wipe out the spirits with a sword in one hand and a hose in the other.
He had never seen such a weird way of fighting!
It was a disgrace to the Herders!
But …
Kieran didn't seem to be a member of the Herders.
And it seemed to be effective.
Looking at the flames spewing out from the modified gas tank and devouring the dead one after another, Bain was a little moved for some reason.
However, the Herder quickly shook his head.
No!
This is the evil path!
This is wrong!
This … I'll just use it once in a while!
Bain watched another dead who had escaped from his hands turn into ashes in the raging flames and became hesitant. Bain naturally knew how difficult it was to deal with these dead who could escape his pursuit, but these troublesome guys turned into ashes one after another.
It was really, really …
Bain wanted to describe it with words, but after a long while, he couldn't find the right words. In the end, Bain shook his head and shifted his attention back to Kieran.
At the same time, another question popped up in his mind.
How did he find the hiding place of the spirits?
It wasn't just him. Bain was confused.
The other Herders who rushed over shared the same question.
They looked at each other in confusion before looking at Bain.
"Why are you looking at me?
"He's Ai De Wang, the junior from deep in the mountains. He's not mine."
"Who knows if he learned it deep in the mountains?"
Facing such a gaze, Bain said directly.
"Where's Ed Wong?
Not back yet? "
One of the Herders asked.
"If I had such a capable junior around, I'd give myself a long holiday, why would I come back so soon?"
Another Herder said.
When the words came out, all the Herders, including Bain who was investigating, nodded in unison.
But at the next moment, Bain was stunned.
He saw Kieran rush into the high school in East Sector 7.
That was the place where Ed Wong went missing!
Bain frowned.
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