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Chapter 540 - 367: How Are You Getting Stronger the More You Fight! (6K for Monthly Pass)

Chapter 540: Chapter 367: How Are You Getting Stronger the More You Fight! (6K for Monthly Pass)

After a strenuous explanation and waiting for several mercenary group leaders to ultimately leave in defeat, Luo Jianxing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Damn, that was more torturous than fighting a six-star Mysterious Evil."

"What’s going on? I vaguely heard someone cursing that you’re sick."

Gou Ping’an, who had just returned from outside, looked teasingly at Luo Jianxing but his tone also contained some confusion.

Luo Jianxing briefly explained the situation, then added,

"Killing these Mysterious Evils that come knocking at our doorstep is much easier than hunting them down in the Ghastly Realm. These aren’t just Mysterious Evils, they’re practically walking experience packs! Tell me, can we just let others take these experience packs away from us?"

Luo Jianxing also recounted their monster-hunting and leveling experiences.

Advancing from zero to the threshold of Six Senses had taken them more than half a year, but the accumulation of the mysterious value required for advancement in Six Senses was more than ten times that of the previous level.

At the normal rate of accumulation, it could take two or three years to meet the requirements for mythic advancement.

But with these big experience gifts delivered to their doorstep, couldn’t their accumulation of the mysterious be several times faster?

Gou Ping’an agreed with this.

Luo Jianxing needed to engage Mysterious Evils in close combat, a process that looked quite perilous. Gou Ping’an’s approach was more steady; he only had to stand on the high, sturdy walls and remotely control his Awakened Ability, the "Spirit Avatar," to combat the Mysterious Evils.

As long as it was a defense battle, Gou Ping’an didn’t have to take any risks at all; no one enjoyed such a stationary monster-farming environment more than him.

"However, if these strong Awakeners helped with the defense, our defensive line would be even more impregnable, right?"

The speed of accumulating the mysterious by farming monsters might be slower. But compared to the experience packages, Gou Ping’an valued a sense of security in life more.

Hearing his words, Luo Jianxing shook his head,

"You’re being too cautious. With Boss Xing, Yiluo Xi, and that mysterious overseeing boss, isn’t our defense already impregnable? With our lineup, how could we lose?"

Of course, he knew that this argument wouldn’t convince Gou Ping’an, so he invoked the authority of their mentor.

"This is the mentor’s demand. The mentor said to let us defend the Oasis with our own strength, in order to uphold the name of Flamefire."

After all, Mysterious Evils not officially killed by Flamefire wouldn’t be counted in the mission tally.

What could the mentor do? He could only do his best to rely on his warriors, 007 and all.

...

During the calamity, time passed exceptionally slowly; people seemed to be able to only count the number of times the Evil Tide attacked, living each day with trepidation.

The Shattered Sea was unquestionably one of the hardest-hit areas, and the Oasis, even though it wasn’t near the inter-realm zones, still suffered from continuous Evil Tide assaults.

"The 146th wave of the Evil Tide!"

On number three, the nameless Oasis, Qianqiu stood on the rudimentary city wall, his hand brushing over his eye.

In an instant, his pupils reflected a rotating pattern of golden mysteries, aiming at a giant shadow roaring in the distance. The next moment, "pfft," black-red blood sprayed out like a burst water pipe, and the giant shadow seemed to be sliced by dozens or hundreds of deadly strikes within a blink, disintegrating into numerous bloody chunks that rolled onto the ground amidst the splattering blood.

Qianqiu wiped his sweat and turned his gaze to another terrifying giant shadow, killing the Mysterious Evil with his ’gaze’ in the same way.

The surrounding students all looked up to him with admiration, but only Qianqiu knew his own awkwardness.

"I’m running out of mana!"

"Weak abilities can’t take down these Mysterious Evils; strong abilities... all my strong abilities are single-target!"

"Mentor, oh mentor, if the reinforcements you arranged don’t arrive soon, we’re going to be in grave danger, like eggs on the verge of breaking, teetering on the brink," Qianqiu communicated to the mentor through his thoughts. Although his description was a bit exaggerated, the situation at number three Oasis was indeed much more serious compared to the other two locations. If things continued, casualties were likely.

The defensive facilities here were very rudimentary; perhaps the Hidden Assassination Pavilion never intended to use this place as a base for long-term operations. Before Flamefire took over, the most valuable thing about the base was the data; other facilities and gear were all cheap, and abandoning them all wouldn’t result in much loss.

Flamefire started to build this place into a stronghold.

However, with little time and a great distance from the main base, the defenses of number three Oasis remained basic. The elite from the organization’s headquarters staying here were even fewer than those in Blazing Fire Mall. Even if the commander utilized both the ’Former Killer’ and ’training camp students,’ Qianqiu still felt tremendous pressure.

Who else but him could bear more than half the pressure alone?

These Mysterious Evils were troublesome to deal with; Qianqiu would rather face one world-ending Mysterious Evil than ten or twenty Calamity Grade Mysterious Evils.

Having defended against another wave, Qianqiu unscrewed the lid of his thermos and took several big gulps of the water of life, then headed to the underground area of the central tower.

Since the organization took over, the underground area had the biggest change, with dozens of spaces the size of football fields excavated.

Full of expectancy, Qianqiu arrived at one of the highly restricted halls that only the organization’s headquarters elite could freely enter.

At the end, there stood a silver door over ten meters wide, surrounded by mysterious patterns.

The door had been established not long ago, connecting with the mysterious headquarters. Today, reinforcements from the main headquarters were supposed to step out from here.

After taking another sip from the thermos, Qianqiu’s eyes were sharp.

The ancient silver door slowly opened, seemingly letting through a kaleidoscope of colors. Amidst the light, a figure appeared, stepping lightly as if walking on cats’ paws.