The Only Player in ‘Child of Stardust’
Chapter 275 - 191 Dim Light

Chapter 275: Chapter 191 Dim Light

Clang! Clang!

The sound of clashing metal suddenly erupted.

Zhou Yuan swung the Eastern Town Rod, smashing two demonic swords with brute force.

The cultist barely saw a flash before feeling intense pain in his hands, reduced to a pulp of flesh and bone, spraying blood in every direction.

"Your body is remarkable, already superhuman and strengthened by devouring life with the power granted by the void spirit... But alas, your combat skills are abysmal."

Zhou Yuan understood his opponent’s abilities, whipping the rod to unleash a whistling wind, smashing into the cultist with visible shockwaves.

The cultist flew backward, rolling rapidly before stabilizing himself, his waist blasted open with a bloody hole. Instead of organs, thick, viscous blood oozed out, shredded by hidden forces.

Even so, he did not die; the sinister energy sustained his life.

"Ugh!"

The cultist seemed to be in immense pain, the dark energy swiftly enveloping his body, transforming him into a supernatural creature, his body nearly transparent in its dark hue.

Dozens of thin, dark tendrils extended from his shattered wrists, writhing wildly from his body wounds.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Yuan raised an eyebrow in surprise; this strike should have killed most fourth-tier extraordinary people, yet his opponent still lived.

Moreover, after being fully corrupted by the dark energy, his opponent’s strength had grown significantly.

In an instant, countless tendrils carrying violent killing intent lunged forward.

Bzzzz...

The Eastern Town Rod vibrated at high frequency, extending as it swept across the incoming tendrils.

—— Sweeping the Battlefield.

The rod, though blunt, could only cause bludgeoning damage. However, once its resonance ability was activated, it had a formidable armor-piercing effect, shredding the demonic tendrils like paper.

Dark blood splattered, like a rainstorm.

"We’ll help you." Xia Heqiao, though shocked by the scene before them, decided to assist by firing arrows continuously.

The arrows flew through the air, only to be fractured by the new dark tendrils.

"This isn’t something you can handle."

Zhou Yuan said, "Go back to the square and wait for me. I’ll join you after I finish this guy."

"Alright." Xia did not try to show off, quickly pulling her brother and father away.

Whizz!

The cultist raised a hand, extending dozens of dark tendrils to catch the trio. Zhou Yuan swung the rod, shattering them.

"Die..." the cultist whispered, emanating an overwhelming, cold killing intent.

Tendrils, thick and thin, emerged from his hands, back, waist, and even his mouth and nose, bristling with sharp spikes.

Brief contact with buildings or ground left ghastly gashes.

The tendrils whipped through the air, forming an impenetrable deadly web as they lashed at Zhou Yuan.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Zhou Yuan struck repeatedly, tearing through the air with immense force, emitting thunderous sounds of metal clashing.

In a moment, the two had exchanged dozens of blows, dust swirling, ground cracking, buildings collapsing, and explosions echoing around them.

Transforming into a blur, Zhou Yuan closed in on the cultist, swinging the golden rod with overwhelming force, splitting the air, aiming at the cultist.

The cultist’s tendrils rapidly interwove, forming several dark crystal shields before him.

Bang!

The Eastern Town Rod shattered the crystal shields effortlessly, slamming into the cultist, unleashing a powerful shockwave from their center, sweeping the ruins.

Half of the cultist’s body was pulverized, yet his vitality remained largely unaffected. Dark energy surged from the remaining half, trying to rebuild his shattered form.

Zhou Yuan focused his mind, using his spiritual energy, this time employing a support skill rather than attacking.

[Lighting Skill]

One end of the Eastern Town Rod lit up with brilliant, piercing light, dispelling the darkness, illuminating a fifty-meter radius like daytime.

"Ah!"

The cultist let out a heart-wrenching scream, the dark energy within him retreating rapidly, melting away like snow under the sun.

Within a few breaths, the evil energy in the cultist’s body evaporated completely, not a drop remaining.

The same occurred with the nearby cultists, who lost their void-spirit-granted supernatural power.

"Damn, if I had known the light was this weak, I would have just summoned Holy Light." Zhou Yuan was dumbfounded, shocked at the destructive power of a simple Lighting Skill.

He scratched his head, looking around at the collapsed buildings. He hoped he wouldn’t have to pay for damages.

"Why is this thing more light-averse than shadow creatures?" Fang Qing mused.

Most negative energy was indeed countered by Holy Light, but Zhou Yuan’s "Lighting Skill" was just a low-level superpower, with light only slightly supernatural, far from comparable to Holy Light.

This level of light wouldn’t scare creatures accustomed to shadow, at most causing slight discomfort.

Zhou Yuan muttered, "It might be a racial weakness of the void spirit... Void spirits are particularly afraid of light, living only in darkness. They probably found a way to block sunlight... This hypothesis makes sense, right?"

"Reasonable." Fang Qing recalled a similar event, "There was once a group of blood clans that tried to create global smog to block sunlight, triggering a chain reaction, ultimately leading to their rule over the world."

"Oh, I’ve read about that. They were caught by the Environmental Protection Organization soon after starting the smog. I consider it the best episode of the Environmental Protection Organization."

Chatting with Fang Qing, Zhou Yuan cast [Overhealing] on the dying cultist.

Flesh and blood rapidly regenerated, filling the empty shell, and within seconds, the cultist’s body returned to human shape. Yet, the healing continued, sprouting numerous mutated limbs.

Soon, he became a grotesque ball of flesh, covered in limbs.

"Ugh, how disgusting." Fang Qing remarked disdainfully, "Your skills are always weird."

"Ever heard the saying, the stranger the stronger?"

Zhou Yuan healed the other dying cultists, each getting a dose of hypnotism. With the dark energy faded, there was no fear of spiritual energy being devoured.

He coldly questioned, "What’s your purpose here?"

Several hypnotized Goddess Night Cult cultists spoke in unison:

"Revenge, to make those who once exiled us feel the pain we’ve suffered for years!"

"Execute the great mission given by the void spirits!"

"Find the power station and destroy it, just like the ancients destroyed the Golden Sun.

We will extinguish humanity’s last flame, bringing eternal darkness to the world!"

"The Golden Sun..."

Zhou Yuan paused, asked, "Is that the Sun? The big fireball that used to shine in the sky in the old world."

"No, the Sun is the Sun, and the Golden Sun is the Golden Sun. It’s a false god, the greatest obstacle to a beautiful future, the mortal enemy of the Goddess Night!" the cultist said angrily.