21: Wiping out the entire Sorcerer's Cult squad

Without hesitation, Pang Ye crushed the Mass Teleportation Scroll the moment he took it out.

A white light rose from his body, spreading to a radius of one meter around him.

The Cultists knew this was the teleportation light and scrambled to squeeze inside.

This ring of light would only last for one second; after that second, they would be teleported away.

Xu Le naturally knew what this light meant and hurriedly ordered the three little ones to attack with all their might.

If he let these people escape and became a target for the God Descent Cult, it would be difficult to farm monsters alone in the Contaminated Zone in the future.

“Blazing Shockwave!”

Little Yellow Chicken and its nine Clones immediately spat out fireballs.

Now that Little Yellow Chicken was Level 30 and had a full 1,550 Spirit, the fireballs it spat out could deal 15,500 damage.

The Clones only had half the attributes, so their damage was 7,750.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ten fireballs slammed into the Cultists and exploded. Even with a group shield, four of them were killed instantly.

One of them, a Level 45 Burst Fire Mage who was also of the fire element, had better damage reduction and was left with just a sliver of health. He hurriedly pulled out a potion and poured it into his mouth, but he was a step too late and died from the burning flames.

“No! My Holy Cult always settles its scores. I will definitely slaughter all your friends and family. Just you wait!”

Pang Ye's eyes were nearly splitting as he glared viciously at Xu Le, as if trying to memorize that face completely.

The next moment.

A flash of light occurred, and Pang Ye, along with the surviving heavy shield and Priest, vanished from the spot.

The Little Dog Clones barked wildly, but the enemies were already gone without a trace.

Even Little Black Snake was a step too slow. If it had been 0.01 seconds faster, it could have entered the range of “Despair Strangulation.”

Unfortunately, those 0.01 seconds had now become an insurmountable chasm.

“I'll have to play it a bit more ‘dog’ in the future.”

Xu Le felt a bit unwilling.

An anxious thought asking for a hug came through the Mind Link.

???

Looking down, Little Dog revealed its true form as the Howling Celestial Dog. Its massive body, over five meters tall, paced around him in an anxious circle.

Xu Le hugged it tight. The next second, his vision went black, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the three escapees.

???

He reacted instantly; this was Little Dog using its “Fierce Dog Assault” skill.

It had secretly placed marks on the three people earlier. As long as they didn't escape beyond 10 times its Spirit distance [10 × (720 + 1505)] = 22,250 meters, it could track them down after activating the marks. (Note: Little Dog was Level 23 at this time).

“What a clever little... fellow!”

Realizing what happened, Xu Le happily rubbed Little Dog's head. Little Dog held its head high, its eyes full of pride.

Pang Ye and the other two were startled. They had clearly used a teleportation talisman to escape over ten thousand meters, yet they were still caught. It was simply unbelievable.

However, when they looked closely and saw Xu Le with only one Little Dog, they were suddenly delighted.

Pang Ye's face was as dark as water: “I originally wanted to let you live a few more days, but since you're seeking death, I'll grant it to you!”

The Priest's group shield had no cooldown, so he directly cast “Heal” to refill both of their health bars.

The heavy shield used a Charge skill. Covering the short distance of three meters, he crashed directly into Xu Le.

It hit!

Pang Ye and the others were overjoyed. This skill had a chance to stun the opponent for 1 to 3 seconds. The probability and stun duration were proportional to the difference in Strength between the two.

Could a mere Contractor's Strength compare to that of a Level 42 A-rank Heavy Shield Vanguard?

But the next scene left their jaws dropping.

Not only did the Level 42 Heavy Shield Vanguard fail to stun the Contractor, but a stun icon appeared over his own head instead.

Heavens, could a mere F-rank Contractor's Strength be more than double that of a Level 42 Heavy Shield Vanguard?

Was this even logical?

Logical or not, Pang Ye was scared.

He immediately pulled out a Mass Teleportation Scroll. Just as he was about to crush it, Little Dog lunged forward and bit his throat.

It didn't forget to wag its tail, swatting the scroll out of his hand.

Silence Throttle!

At the same time, it flipped its body over, preventing him from making any other movements.

The Priest hurriedly dispelled the Heavy Shield Vanguard's stun and didn't forget to rush forward to pick up the scroll.

Xu Le beat him to it, grabbing the scroll. Just as he put it into his inventory, the now-conscious Heavy Shield Vanguard rushed over.

Taunt!

This skill could force control the opponent's actions, making them only able to use basic attacks against the caster.

As soon as he threw the skill, he grabbed his shield with force, preparing to slam it into Xu Le's face.

Xu Le only felt a flicker of anger rise in his heart, and then it was gone.

After all, 99.99% damage reduction didn't just reduce damage; it also reduced control effects.

Seeing the opponent disregard martial ethics by aiming for his face, Xu Le didn't bother trying to be a dignified mage. He took out his demon slaying blade and started hacking.

With all his attributes at 3,000+, his speed crushed the opponent's. With a flash, he circled behind him and slashed his back.

-1,868!

The Cultist was startled. He had a full set of passive damage reduction and was wearing Level 40 heavy armor, yet he had nearly 2,000 HP hacked away. Could it be that the Contractor class was just a disguise and the opponent's true class was an SSS-rank mysterious class?

Xu Le didn't know what he was thinking. He wielded his blade like it was flying. With the boost of 3,000+ Speed, it was easy to land five slashes in a single second.

-1,965.

-1,798.

-1,865.

-1,887.

In just one second, the Heavy Shield Vanguard's health dropped to a sliver. Before the Priest could Heal him...

He took another hit and collapsed directly to the ground.

“Fuck, what kind of freak is this???”

The Priest was terrified. He had just healed the boss once, and when he looked back, the frontline was gone.

He hurriedly shouted a warning: “Protector, the villain is fierce, let's retreat first!”

Pang Ye: “...”

Do you think I don't fucking want to retreat?

I'm being bitten by a dog and the scroll in my hand was slapped away, didn't you see?

The Priest saw it, but all his skills were for healing, shielding, and dispelling. He hadn't even learned a single control skill, so what use was he?

He could only land two basic attacks on the dog, which didn't even take away 1% of its health.

Xu Le stepped forward and decapitated Pang Ye with one stroke, then walked unhurriedly to the Priest.

“Name.”

The Priest was on the verge of tears. He had always been in the backline and had never seen such a scene. He spoke timidly.

“Liu Hong.”

Xu Le activated Divine Eye and immediately discovered the other party was lying. He slammed the flat of his blade into the man's face.

-168.

“Lie again and I'll kill you. Name?!”

“My name really is Liu Hong!” The Priest squeezed out two tears and began to kowtow. He thought Xu Le was just bluffing him; surely no one could tell if a name was real or fake?

Xu Le wasn't polite and directly severed his hand with one stroke.

“Name.”

“I... my name really is Liu Hong!” the Priest wailed, clutching his severed arm.

Xu Le severed his other hand as well and asked coldly, “Name.”

Knowing he couldn't deceive him, the Priest dropped his disguise and laughed loudly with a look of fanaticism: “It's useless. I won't answer a single one of your questions, hahaha...”

“The Holy Cult will inevitably destroy Blue Star, and the True God will certainly descend. The world is a prison, and all living beings suffer. God loves the world, and true spirits return home.”

The Priest spread his arms, blood gushing out, but he showed no expression of pain, as if he had no sense of pain at all.