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Seeing how sensible he was, Xiao Yun nodded:

"The terms of the deal are simple: I'll help you leave the area covered by the Plague of the Dead, and in exchange, there's a dying Overlord-level monster in your area, and I need the sword stuck in its heart."

Lin Feng's smile froze, and he exclaimed in surprise:

"A dominant monster? Dude, you must be joking."

"I'm just an ordinary seventh-ranked monster. I only got there because I was lucky. How could I possibly handle a top-tier monster? Even a dying one could kill me with a single slap."

Lin Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I didn't say you had to solve it alone."

As Xiao Yun spoke, he tossed him a package.

"You shouldn't be in too much danger right now. Go back and quickly set up the ceremony. It's all in the materials. Just show me the way when I get there."

Lin Feng opened the package, glanced at the description of the [Descent Ritual], and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"There's such a ritual? Death is truly unfathomable. Perhaps he really can help me out of my predicament!"

He gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously:

"Fine! Whatever you say, boss! As long as you can get me out of here, I'll give you my life, let alone a sword!"

……

Eternal Terra, in the southern part of the Eastern Continent.

In the ruins, a broken dagger covered in dust trembled slightly, and intricate runes lit up on its surface.

The next second, a flash of light appeared, and a thin figure appeared on the ruins.

Lin Feng nervously looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the area was indeed temporarily safe, just as Xiao Yun had said.

"The dead are really gone. Did they go to attack other areas? Maybe I should just run away myself."

Lin Feng lowered his head and pondered, weighing the pros and cons.

The terms Xiao Yun offered were far too demanding, and he didn't intend to take the risk if possible.

Suddenly, a series of shrill screams came from afar, shattering the black mist. The madness contained within made Lin Feng's scalp tingle.

"Forget it, let's just call Death. At least we'll have some help."

Lin Feng trembled slightly, then his figure flashed and he arrived in the sewer.

Lin Feng casually picked up a mouse and began setting up the ceremony.

"The inheritor of the eternally burning blood, the newly born king of life and death, and fire..."

"The true dragon's master, a legend of resurrection..."

"The Creator who glimpsed the embers of truth..."

Ashes are the base, blood is the ink, and flames are the catalyst.

"I beg you, come forth here!"

The next second, an invisible force descended from the heavens, its terrifying power causing Lin Feng to involuntarily lower his head.

"Holy crap! This guy is truly amazing! Even his entrance animation is so high-class!"

Lin Feng raised his head, looking expectantly at the enormous creature that emerged from the flames.

Then, he froze.

That was... a ball of flesh?

Its round body is almost as wide as three people.

Even wearing a wide black robe, it couldn't hide his white, fleshy body, which undulated as he walked, creating a magnificent sight!

Lin Feng opened his mouth wide, unable to close it for a long time.

This... this is the mysterious, powerful, and all-knowing Grim Reaper from before?

Why is he such a huge fat man?

He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.

But the fleshy blob in front of him remained standing there, even nodding slightly at him, its crimson-gold eyes, almost completely obscured by fat, peeking out from behind a slit.

"What are you standing there for? Let's go."

A hoarse voice rang out, just like the one above the gray fog.

Lin Feng then came to his senses, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

"No, this Grim Reaper is so fat, he looks even worse than an ordinary person. Can he really help me get out of trouble?"

"So... what he proposed was a scam, was it? He wanted me to draw the fire of the overlord-level monsters so he could grab the loot and run away?"

Lin Feng felt increasingly uneasy as he thought about it, and a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes.

"No, look at that descent ritual. Death isn't in his true form. Even if he dies, it's fine. But I'm different. I have to find a way to protect myself first."

He secretly made up his mind—if they encountered danger, he would push Xiao Yun out to take the blows, and then immediately run back to the gray fog.

"It's better to live a wretched life than to die a glorious death. Even if it means offending Death, my life is the most important thing!"

Xiao Yun seemed oblivious to his thoughts, simply beckoning and saying:

"Let's go, time is of the essence. I'll show you the way."

Lin Feng responded and walked ahead in the direction Xiao Yun pointed out.

Along the way, Lin Feng went from being terrified and seeing danger everywhere to being confused, and finally to being overjoyed.

"We're really lucky; we haven't encountered any dead people along the way!"

Lin Feng cheered softly, then secretly glanced at Xiao Yun, only to find that the latter hadn't changed at all.

It was as if all of this was perfectly natural.

"Don't be too happy yet. We'll probably be in an area with a high concentration of dead people soon."

Xiao Yun gave a casual reminder, glanced at the information announced by the system and the planned route map, and pointed in a direction.

"Let's go through that chemical plant. If we can avoid it for a while, and with a bit of luck, we can get through two-thirds of the area densely populated with the dead."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng also realized what was happening, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"It seems there were no deaths along the way; Death avoided them beforehand. But how did he know? Was it a special talent, or some extremely high-level reconnaissance equipment?"

Lin Feng was puzzled, but he did not refute it; he simply led the way silently.

The roads inside the chemical plant are extremely complicated; you'll almost always encounter a dead body every two steps.

Lin Feng was drenched in sweat as he walked, feeling as if he were walking a tightrope on a cliff with every step.

Once one of the dead detects the presence of the living on him, the rest of the dead will swarm over and drag him into the abyss of death!

Along the way, there were even a few times when the dead not far away slowly turned their heads, as if they had noticed them.

But at this moment, Xiao Yun would always point out a tricky direction as if by magic, avoiding the senses of the deceased and turning danger into safety.

"This Grim Reaper seems to actually have some skill!"

Lin Feng was overjoyed, feeling that there was hope of escaping his predicament.

But a dozen minutes later, as he walked out of the chemical plant and looked at the densely packed dead bodies before him, Lin Feng fell into despair once again.

"It's so densely packed, not even a mosquito could get through."

"Boss, this..."

Lin Feng looked at Xiao Yun, only to find that the latter's expression was normal, and he even had the mood to examine the various forms of the dead.

"fine."

Xiao Yun said calmly, took out the [Thousand Faces] and put it on his face. Then, with a flick of his hand, the shadow beneath his feet instantly lengthened, covering Lin Feng.

Then, he strode forward and walked straight into the procession of the dead.

In the shadows, Lin Feng's eyes widened, and he almost cried out.

Isn't that just asking for death?

But the next second, he froze.

The dead seemed not to see Xiao Yun at all, continuing to wander in the snow, and even making way for him.

Xiao Yun's round body moved through the crowd of the dead, attracting so much attention, yet he seemed to be in an empty place.

Lin Feng stared in disbelief, lost in thought:

"I get it! This was all planned by Death in advance. His descent ritual should automatically erase the aura of the living from his body and shield the senses of the dead!"

"Moreover, his robe is also extremely powerful equipment, seemingly related to shadows, which can help me evade the detection of the dead!"

Lin Feng stared at Xiao Yun's retreating figure, his expression filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"The Grim Reaper is just like what the Moon and the others said, all-knowing and all-knowing!"

"Looks like I might be able to escape!"

A glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes as he cautiously walked in the shadows behind Xiao Yun, barely daring to breathe.

Occasionally, when a deceased person turns their head and their empty eyes sweep over him, he is so frightened that his whole body freezes.

But the dead only glanced at it before turning their gaze away and continuing to wander.

The two walked through the crowd of the dead for more than half an hour before finally leaving the area.

Lin Feng glanced back and saw that the dead were still wandering around in the same spot, as if nothing had happened.

Ahead lay a dark, imposing mountain range, dotted with scattered corpses, and occasionally, an unsettling aura could be sensed.

"The aura of the King of the Dead! This is the path ahead of the Calamity of the Dead. Once we cross this mountain, it will be over!"

Judging from Xiao Yun's performance just now, the road ahead should be almost effortless.

Lin Feng let out a long breath, his eyes flashing with the joy of surviving a disaster.

Just then, Xiao Yun suddenly turned a corner and headed towards a narrow valley.

Lin Feng quickly followed.

At the end of the valley was a huge cave.

The cave was filled with a strong stench of blood and a putrid, deathly aura.

"Oh no, I almost forgot about the deal!"

Lin Feng's pupils contracted sharply, and a complex expression flickered in his eyes.

"Anyway, it's not far from the border. The mountainous terrain is complex, and my assassin profession is good at stealth. Even without the Grim Reaper, I can get out on my own."

"Facing a top-tier monster head-on is too risky. We'll be out of trouble soon, so it's not worth taking that risk again."

Lin Feng's morality and will to survive clashed in his mind, and he made a decision in an instant.

"Run! Death may have a lot of equipment, but he's not strong enough to stop me!"

In an instant, Lin Feng's figure began to become illusory, as if he would disappear in the next second.

"I'm sorry, Death, but I still want to live..."

He murmured softly and gave Xiao Yun an apologetic smile.

Suddenly, he froze.

Because in those slits of crimson-gold eyes, there was a mocking smile.

"There's no wrong nickname. I knew you were called the Devil, so I was on guard against you."

Covering Lin Feng with shadows serves as both protection and defense.

This is the moment we've been waiting for.

A hand with white knuckles rested on Lin Feng's shoulder, and the giant, bone-white scythe abruptly dispelled his thoughts of escape.

"A follower of the seventh sequence..."

Looking at the crow-man emerging from the shadows, Lin Feng gave a helpless wry smile and raised his hands.

"I was wrong, boss, I will continue to complete the transaction."

Xiao Yun nodded and led him into the cave.

The cave was very deep, and the deeper you went, the stronger the smell of blood became.

Lin Feng even heard a heavy breathing sound, as if there was some enormous thing inside.

Finally, deep inside the cave, they spotted their target.

That was a dragon.

No, to be precise, it is a dragon.

It was enormous, as tall as a three-story building, and its entire body was covered in jet-black scales, which were riddled with cracks, as if it had been through countless fierce battles.

A sword was stuck in its chest, the blade embedded in its heart, with only the hilt protruding.

A golden gemstone was inlaid on the hilt of the sword, emitting a soft light that illuminated the entire cave.

"This is... the Dark Ember Dragon that suddenly appeared here before the Calamity of the Dead, causing severe damage to all the guilds!"

Lin Feng instantly recognized this infamous overlord-level monster, and at the same time, he also recognized the sword stuck in its chest.

"The sword of the guild leader of Dawn of Light is also the only A-grade weapon in our region - Light Exterminate!"

"So, this is the sword that Death wanted..."

Lin Feng glanced at Xiao Yun and noticed that the latter was looking up, staring intently at [Light Expulsion].

"That's right. It's said that only a living person can lift this sword. Death can't do it in his current state, nor can his attendants, which is why I had to be dragged along."

"So..."

Lin Feng looked at the [Light Expulsion] and the Dark Ember Dragon, which was on its last breath, and a greedy glint flashed in his eyes.

Drops from overlord-level monsters!

That's an astronomical sum of money!

He secretly glanced at Xiao Yun and found that the latter was staring at the sword, seemingly unconcerned about the fallen object.

Then, his attitude suddenly became enthusiastic:

"So this is the sword you wanted, boss. You should have said so earlier. The owner of this sword is my best friend. This dragon destroyed my home, and we have an irreconcilable feud!"

"If I had known it would turn out like this, I wouldn't have needed you to force me to go through fire and water; I would have been willing to die a thousand deaths!"

Lin Feng pounded his chest loudly, and said righteously:

"Master, let me help you pull out your sword!"

Xiao Yun glanced at him with a half-smile and said calmly:

"Be careful, it's not completely dead yet."

Then, he drew his mithril sword and handed it to Lin Feng.

"When you draw the sword, use it to strike its heart; I need some dragon's blood."

"Holy crap! Another top-tier weapon!"

A glint of light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes as he took the mithril sword and cautiously approached the dragon.

The Dark Ember Dragon's eyes were closed, and its chest was rising and falling weakly; it was indeed on the verge of death.

Lin Feng walked to its side and reached out to grasp the sword hilt.

The sword trembled slightly, as if in resistance.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and suddenly exerted his strength.

"Get out here!"

He let out a low growl and pulled the sword from the chest of the Dark Ember Dragon.

A brilliant golden light shone, illuminating the entire cave.

The Dark Ember Dragon let out a low, mournful cry, its body trembled violently, and its crimson eyes slowly dimmed.

However, he did not follow the plan and plunge the mithril sword into the dragon's chest.

The next second, before Xiao Yun could react, Lin Feng suddenly turned around, took out a net, and threw it at Xiao Yun.

This is his trump card – the [Sky-Fixing Net], a B+ level item that can trap a seventh-sequence professional for a full ten minutes!

Runes lit up on the [Stabilizing Net], and a large golden net instantly enveloped Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun's body stiffened, as if he had been frozen in place.

Lin Feng smiled and slowly backed away.

"Sorry, boss. People die for money, birds die for food."

"An A-grade weapon, a B+ grade weapon, and loot from a top-tier monster—it's hard not to be tempted..."

As he spoke, he looked at the cards that were slowly forming on the Dark Ember Dragon's body.

Just then, a soft laugh sounded from behind.

"You think I'm unguarded?"

Xiao Yun shook his head slightly. With a thought, the mithril sword in Lin Feng's hand suddenly vibrated, and the sharp killing intent made Lin Feng freeze in place.

"You're treacherous and cunning. I'll spare your life since we're all members of the Tarot Club, but I'll teach you a lesson."

Xiao Yun was preparing to beat Lin Feng into submission and take him as his dog.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

The temperature inside the cave plummeted, and even the air condensed into ice crystals that fell down.

Even the cards that had condensed on the Dark Ember Dragon seemed to be frozen in place.

At the same time, an extremely terrifying aura of death surged forth.

"Oh no! Boss, save me!"

Lin Feng exclaimed in shock, his eyes instantly becoming vacant, his entire being enveloped in a dense aura of death.

Xiao Yun's heart sank as he watched the dark figure slowly approaching.

"A Dominator-Level Undead!"