I'm not a goblin Frankenstein's monster.

Everyone nodded, but how could they find the demon when faced with an ever-growing number of ghouls and a cunning enemy completely hidden in the darkness?

"Besides the mental attacks that howl, what other characteristics do demons and ghosts have?" Xia Lin wiped the blood splattered on his face and asked quickly.

Druid Griffin pondered for a moment, then shook his head, somewhat ashamed: "I only know that they are smarter and more evil than ghouls, and that they possess some necromancy."

But specifically... I haven't actually encountered it, and my information is limited.

The old priest, who had formal training, added, "They possess considerable intelligence, know how to hide and ambush, and even sow discord among adventurer groups. They are more troublesome undead commanders."

"It's like saying nothing at all," Xia Lin muttered to himself. This information was of no help in finding and locking onto the target at present.

Just then, Woody tilted his head, his voice tinged with amusement: "Besides what they've said, I do know a more 'practical' feature."

Upon hearing this, not only did the druid look at the talkative raven with curiosity, but even the old priest Farr cast a concerned glance: "What feature?"

"Stinky!" Woody said succinctly.

"Compared to these ghouls who only know the instinct to rot, the demons who are leaders exude a deeper and more inescapable stench."

That's the "taste" of being immersed in negative energy for a long time and manipulating one's soul.

Perhaps, in their society, the stinkier the smell, the higher the social status?

Xia Lin's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"I have an idea; maybe we can try to find it."

He went on to explain: "The problem is that demons and ghosts are agile and highly stealthy."

I can only spot it in a split second; everyone needs to control and eliminate it immediately, giving it no chance to react or escape.

The old priest Far immediately stated, "I can try using Holy Light spells like 'Binding the Undead' to interfere with and restrict its movements as soon as possible."

"I can also use nature magic to grow vines or roots, and combine them with confinement," Druid Griffin confirmed.

All eyes finally fell on the orc Garu.

Without a doubt, the final, fatal blow will require this powerful orc paladin to deliver.

"Leave the rest to me!"

Garu already held the blood-stained giant axe in his hand, the blade reflecting a cold light. He let out a low growl, his voice filled with suppressed rage.

The repeated perilous situations had completely ignited the beast's fury.

Xia Lin turned around to face the ghouls that were once again approaching.

He exhaled first, and then, as if he had made some difficult decision.

He began to inhale deeply, almost greedily.

A powerful suction!

"Whoosh—hiss!!!"

A tidal wave of indescribable stench washed over us: the cloying, pungent smell of highly decomposed corpses; the musty, rusty odor of soil soaked in filthy blood; the chilling, suffocating aura unique to undead creatures…

Instantly, his nasal cavity and brain were filled with all sorts of unusual "good tastes" that rushed straight to the top of his head.

Smelly!

It stinks!

This was Xia Lin's first and strongest sensation; her stomach churned violently.

But he suppressed the intense discomfort and urge to vomit.

With the enhanced sense of smell brought by [Bloodlust Tracking], he concentrated all his energy to carefully distinguish the subtle differences in every scent in this mixed "scent storm".

Even decay has its stages, and stench has its sources.

It was as if he were listening to a chaotic symphony composed of countless ugly notes, trying to discern individual, discordant, and jarring sounds.

Finally... we found it!

Among the many nauseating odors, he detected one that was more concentrated, refined, and even carried a unique, distinctive stench.

The other person's unique "body odor" was as bright and outstanding as a firefly in the dark.

Xia Lin, who was already deeply "fascinated", instantly spotted it.

They didn't come from afar, nor from those tall, conspicuous ghouls, but were right next door, mingling among these howling undead!

"It's among these ghouls!" Xia Lin suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing like lightning.

"Which one!?" the orc asked urgently.

Xia Lin suddenly pointed to a relatively small and inconspicuous ghoul in the rear of the horde of corpses.

Its appearance is no different from other similar species, with bluish-black and ulcerated skin, but if you look closely, you will find that its eyes occasionally flash with an extremely subtle and alert alertness amidst its dullness.

At that moment, when Xia Lin pointed at it, the ghoul's body visibly stiffened, and it then tried to shrink back, wanting to rejoin its kind and retreat into the background.

But it was too late!

"In the name of the suffering Lord, may filth cease!"

The old pastor Far was already prepared; the holy emblem in his hand shone brightly, and he slammed his staff heavily on the ground.

A holy halo rapidly spread out from him, enveloping an area in front of him.

Three-ring protective spell - Binding Spirit!

The holy light, specifically designed to bind undead creatures, was like an invisible chain, instantly binding the demon that was trying to hide.

Meanwhile, the druid's chanting was also complete.

Several tough, iron-like, active roots coiled upwards like giant pythons, working in conjunction with the holy light shackles to firmly fix the demon in place.

"Awooo—!!!"

The disguise was completely torn off, and the demon let out a shriek of shock and anger, no longer the mind-disrupting howl, but filled with panic.

It struggled frantically, its body surging with black mist in an attempt to corrupt the holy light and roots.

Given enough time, it might actually be able to break free from these two constraints.

But at this moment, even a half-second delay is a luxury!

"die!!!"

The orc Garu, who had been preparing for a long time, charged forward like a chariot starting up!

With a wailing sound that tore through the air, the giant axe drew a terrifying arc, no longer a slash, but a ruthless ramming into the demon's chest like a battering ram!

"Snap—Pfft!"

The dull thud of bones shattering and bodies being violently penetrated is enough to make your teeth ache.

The demon's shriek abruptly ceased, replaced by a painful groan.

Garu roared, his arm muscles bulging, and his giant axe lifted the demon off the ground!

Then, amidst its futile scratching and the spreading black mist, the giant axe, carrying the force of its descent and all its fury, cleaved down fiercely!

"Bang!"

It wasn't cutting; it was more like smashing the fruit with a heavy hammer.

The demon's twisted head, along with half of its shoulder, was completely deformed and exploded under the giant axe!

Thick, dark liquid and broken bone fragments splattered everywhere. The small, thin body twitched twice before collapsing completely.

This cunning and dangerous mastermind has finally been brought to justice.

This time, however, Xia Lin did not try to compete with the orc for the final blow.

It wasn't out of kindness or modesty, but because after accurately pointing out the location of the demon, he could no longer hold on.

"vomit--!!!"

He immediately knelt on one knee, violently dry heaving. Xia Lin's face turned pale, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

The aftereffects of that "stormy inhalation" I just did to identify the smell are now fully manifesting.

Various extremely disgusting smells seemed to still linger and burn in my nasal cavity and throat.

It stinks!