Netherworld Retrograde
Chapter 339 - 161 B-Class Throwing Spear

Chapter 339: Chapter 161 B-Class Throwing Spear

The corpses of the Yin Soldiers rapidly decayed, turning into stinking puddles of black blood in an extremely short amount of time.

And their shadows, having separated from the corpses, surged towards Li Yelai.

One after another, the shadows flowed like rivers to the seas, entering underneath Li Yelai, where his own shadow swallowed them entirely.

As the shadows of the Yin Soldiers were devoured, the numbers of Li Yelai’s Shadow Army began to skyrocket.

Li Yelai sensed that the number of soldiers in his Shadow Army had finally breached the mark of five hundred!

With that, the military tactics of Wind Forest Fire Mountain became even more powerful!

"Very good. This kind of exchange is better than... it seems the quality of the Yin Soldiers is very high, second only to the Spiritual Ability Users I’ve killed," Li Yelai said with a smile, not expecting that this mission would grant him such a bounty.

It was difficult to increase the ranks of the Shadow Army; the further one went, the lower the exchange rate became.

Li Yelai had slain a vast Insect Swarm in the Disaster Fog but had gathered just over four hundred Shadow Army soldiers.

Now, these few hundred Yin Soldiers had boosted his ranks by more than a hundred, an enormous gain!

Indeed, he had to thank the Detective. He should recruit him for more missions in the future...

Following that, Li Yelai swiftly picked up the Throwing Spears on the ground, adding to those from the body of the Ghost Soldier Commander and those he’d thrown before, totaling seven Throwing Spears.

These Throwing Spears were oddly shaped, entirely dark, with only the tips exuding a chilling glint, and ghost faces carved on the straight shafts.

Li Yelai grasped a Throwing Spear with both hands and flexed, the spear bending slightly. As Li Yelai released his grip, the spear snapped back straight.

Clearly, they were made of fine material and crafted by a skilled artisan.

Li Yelai was pleasantly surprised, in fact, from the moment he first saw the Yin Soldier Commander, he had eyed the Commander’s Throwing Spear.

The other Yin Soldiers were armed with common weaponry, but only the Yin Soldier Commander’s gear was noteworthy.

Recently, Li Yelai had been practicing his throwing skills diligently, improving the accuracy of his Dragon Thunder Spear considerably. The results were good, with a significant increase in precision, but it still required prolonged practice.

Over time, he had thought of emulating Captain Yang Chen’s setup, preparing some Spears of his own.

After all, the power of the Dragon Thunder Spear needed electricity nearby. If he found himself in an environment devoid of electricity, continuing to use the Dragon Thunder would consume too much Spiritual Energy.

But without using the Dragon Thunder, that would waste the throwing skills he had worked so hard to perfect.

Thus, Li Yelai pondered how to craft new equipment for himself.

As if providence answered, with slumber came a pillow.

Excellent, these seven Throwing Spears now belong to the Li family!

It wasn’t just the Throwing Spears; Li Yelai also took the Yin Soldier Commander’s battleaxe and paired hammers.

Had the armor not been too severely damaged, Li Yelai would have even stripped off his armor.

Afterward, Li Yelai pulled a piece of brocade from the wreckage of the bridal carriage, tied up the Throwing Spears, battleaxe, and paired hammers, and slung them across his back. He then picked up the Big Black Umbrella and ran towards a distant plaza.

"It should be starting about now," Li Yelai thought to himself as he employed Aerial Stepping to hurry above the plaza.

However, Li Yelai was mistaken, it wasn’t about to start, it had already ended!

When the Returning Soul chased the Heavy Knight to the plaza, what he saw was a group of Processors sharpening their knives.

The great battle commenced instantly.

So much so that as soon as Li Yelai arrived, he saw a group of Chang Wei battling Lai Fu in the square.

And that bruised and swollen Lai Fu was naturally the Returning Soul man.

Now, he was far from his former dashing visage.

Surrounded by over a dozen Processors, he became exceedingly ragged, his body bearing burns, cuts, and puncture wounds...

Even as a distinguished existence among the Returning Souls, wielding a wealth of Extraordinary Equipment, he could not face so many Processors at once. His bridal procession was rapidly slaughtered.

He pursued the Heavy Knight to the plaza, only to enter the official encirclement.

Here, the official Spiritual Ability Users no longer had to hold back, unleashing their full firepower! They also cooperated with each other with great tacit understanding.

They had instantly killed a large number of ghosts.

"You are still bursting out with equipment, huh!"

"Let’s see what trump cards you have left!"

"Surrender immediately!"

"Give up without a fight!"

The Processors gradually closed the encirclement, cutting off the Returning Soul’s last avenue of escape.

Originally, the Returning Soul man had been hoping for the return of the Yin Soldiers. If the Yin Soldier Legion returned, not to say of counter-killing human Spiritual Ability Users, at the very least, he would have a chance to escape.

Under the siege, he had already prepared to face the consequences of breaking the contract. He wanted to flee from here and think of ways to take revenge later.

However, when Li Yelai appeared above the battlefield, he completely collapsed.

He saw the battleaxe and Throwing Spear on Li Yelai’s back! This meant the Yin Soldier Commander had been defeated!

Damn it! How could this be? How did you manage to kill eight hundred Yin Soldiers alone? How did you kill a Yin Soldier Commander? That was a War General dispatched by the king!

This made the Returning Soul man feel a mix of grief and fury: "You bunch of scum! Contract-breaking bastards! You will surely pay the price!"

Very well, Lu Shou, right? You think I’m dead and you can live? I can save you or I can kill you!

He roared and bellowed, yet he faced more attacks from the Processors.

At the moment of life and death, he didn’t surrender but instead twisted off his own head.

His headless body held his head aloft, and the head bellowed, "Contract breakers, die!"

With the word ’die’ uttered, his body instantly rotted away.

The Processors’ expressions shifted slightly as they cautiously watched their surroundings, but nothing unusual ensued. The Returning Soul’s... final attack wasn’t directed at them?

Meanwhile, in the yard of a villa amidst the specters...

Lu Shou covered his neck in horror, feeling as though an invisible pair of hands were fiercely squeezing his throat.