31: It's over. I feel like I'm dead.

Lu Ming stepped into the dungeon.

The heavy alloy door slowly closed, making a dull "clang" sound.

The light from outside was completely cut off.

The dim yellow light bulbs on the walls emitted a faint glow, barely illuminating a small space.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and decay, mixed with an indescribable stench.

Lu Ming couldn't help but frown.

"Roar —"

As if sensing the presence of a living person, a low roar came from the darkness.

In the shadows, analien race slowly revealed its form.

Its body was as massive as a small mountain, enveloped in swirling gloom.

A few strands of gray-white hair hung from its back, and two sharp horns topped its head.

Its face was made of dry bone, its skin resembled weathered rock, its limbs were long and thick, and its joints were gnarled.

It held a bone blade over two meters long, glinting with cold light, and its empty eye sockets were filled with brutality and slaughter.

With every step it took, the ground trembled violently, and the sound of bones grinding echoed.

"Nether Bone General!"

In the control room, Chen Hongming suddenly looked up, staring at the pale Xiao Li.

I just told you to give that kid a bit of a challenge, damn it.

Are you trying to kill him?

It's over, completely over, I think I'm dead.

Soon, it won't be as simple as guarding the alien race in the dungeon; it's very likely Director Zhao will really throw me out as an extra meal for those alien race.

Although the Nether Bone General's theoretical strength barely reached the Third Realm.

But as a backbone of the Nether race, the Nether Bone General are naturally incredibly strong, with bones as hard as steel.

Every mature Nether Bone General has the strength to fight three opponents at once.

Even veteran Night Watchers struggle against this monstrous thing, let alone Lu Ming, who isn't even in the Third Realm.

Just watching them on the monitor screen, the two felt immense pressure.

And Lu Ming, standing before it, was like a crawling infant.

"Is this the intensity of the Night Watch Division?"

Lu Ming surveyed the behemoth before him, his heart untroubled.

Perfect, he also wanted to see how strong he truly was!

As if sensing Lu Ming's disdain, the Nether Bone General's empty eyes instantly flared crimson.

There was no excessive chatter, only endless slaughter.

The bone blade swung, and surging gloom rushed towards Lu Ming like a tide.

Wherever it passed, a thin layer of white frost condensed on the stone floor.

But as soon as the gloom touched within half a foot of Lu Ming, it exploded with a "sizzle" like hot oil meeting a raging fire.

The Nine Yang Divine Body within Lu Ming quietly circulated, specks of golden light flowing beneath his skin, and the gloom was scorched, emitting wisps of smoke.

This was the Nine Yang Divine Body, impervious to all evil!

The regrettable thing was, ever since the Thousand Jun Strength advanced last time, this gloom seemed to have lost its tempering effect.

He didn't know if it was because this gloom was too low-level, or if the Nine Yang Divine Body was too strong.

Lu Ming drew the straight blade from his waist, his eyes as indifferent as ice: "What a useless little thing; now, you can die."

Meanwhile, in the control room, Zhao Qingge's eyes lit up when she saw Lu Ming completely ignore the gloom.

"Save him!"

In her opinion, Lu Ming having this characteristic was enough.

As for slaying the Nether Bone General?

Isn't that a joke?

One must know, there is an insurmountable chasm between the Qi Moving Realm, which can use spiritual energy, and the Kaiyuan Realm; that's a difference of dozens, even hundreds of times.

Throughout the entire Jiangnan Province, there were only a handful of geniuses who could slay a Third Realm alien race in the Second Realm.

However, just as Zhao Qingge finished speaking.

Lu Ming's body suddenly moved, leaving only an afterimage in his original spot.

Before the afterimage had completely dissipated, his true self had appeared behind the Nether Bone General's side.

The straight blade, imbued with the fierce momentum of the Seven Fiends Slash, fiercely cut towards the relatively weaker back of the Nether Bone General's neck.

"Screech —"

The blade sliced across the skin on the back of the Nether Bone General's neck.

The weathered rock-like skin covering the back of its neck shattered like brittle flakes under the straight blade's chop, revealing the equally hard bones beneath.

"Ding!"

The straight blade fiercely struck the bone, leaving a deep mark, and wisps of black energy emerged.

The Nether Bone General evidently hadn't expected Lu Ming's speed to be so fast; in pain, its massive bone blade swung fiercely, aiming to cut Lu Ming in half.

A hint of disdain flashed in Lu Ming's eyes: "Great strength, but too long of a wind-up."

After dodging the attack, the Thunderclap Killing Burst suddenly activated.

Dazzling electric light suddenly surged around Lu Ming, and crackling blood-colored arcs of electricity coiled around his straight blade.

The destructive momentum of the Thunderclap Killing Burst swept out like a tsunami, almost suppressing the Nether Bone General, making it unable to move.

Lu Ming seized the opportunity to swing his straight blade.

Under the enhancement of the Nine Yang Divine Body and the Seven Fiends Slash, each strike approached the strength of ten thousand peaks.

One strike!

Two strikes!

Ten strikes!

Dozens of strikes were unleashed in an instant!

Until a transparent blood-colored mark suddenly appeared on the Nether Bone General's body.

Execution — triggered!

The Nether Bone General had just broken free from the suppression of the Thunderclap Killing Burst.

A strange power quietly descended.

Its limbs seemed to be tightly entangled by countless invisible threads, completely unable to move.

At this moment, time seemed to stop flowing.

Unwillingness, fear, despair.

It wanted to struggle, but found its soul was also about to freeze!

All its proud defenses became useless; it could only watch Lu Ming's blade fall.

Pfft!

The huge head suddenly flew off.

Black blood gushed from the broken neck.

The mountain-like body crashed to the ground, shaking the entire dungeon slightly.

Lu Ming kicked away a piece of shattered bone at his feet, the sound of his straight blade returning to its sheath crisp and clean.

He glanced at the still twitching corpse on the ground, his eyes devoid of any emotion, as if he had merely crushed an ant.

Execution successful, experience +1, current Execution Mark trigger probability 1% (1/10).

...The control room fell into an eerie silence.

Chen Hongming and Xiao Li were horrified, their backs drenched in cold sweat.

I didn't even blink! What happened!!!

The Third Realm Nether Bone General was instantly killed without any chance to retaliate!

Is this kid even human?

You're telling me he used to be just a miner?

They stared intently at Lu Ming's retreating figure on the screen as he turned and walked towards the hidden door, feeling utterly absurd.

Meanwhile, Zhao Qingge's eyes erupted with extreme delight, her palms trembling slightly.

With her strength and experience, she could naturally see many things.

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation in Lu Ming's attacks; as for those blood-colored electric arcs, they should be a characteristic of some lightning-attribute movement technique.

In other words, this kid's true realm was only the Kaiyuan Realm!

"I've struck gold! I must find a way to keep him!"

The dungeon door reopened.

Chen Hongming and Xiao Li stood on either side, not daring to meet Lu Ming's gaze.

Now, only regret filled their hearts.

"If only we had gotten on good terms with him from the start, wouldn't we also be soaring?"

As logistical personnel, their contribution points were directly tied to the Night Watchers they assisted.

The stronger the Night Watchers, and the more missions they completed, the more their own status would naturally rise.

However, it was too late for anything now.

"You two, go in and reflect properly."

Zhao Qingge's cool voice echoed from behind.

Chen Hongming and Xiao Li trembled, their faces pale as they walked into the dungeon.

Zhao Qingge withdrew her gaze and slowly walked towards Lu Ming.

Her black high heels clicked crisply on the metal floor, making a "tap-tap" sound.

She extended a fair, soft hand to Lu Ming, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Welcome to the Night Watch Division!"

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