As the saying goes, all fear stems from insufficient firepower.
Even the most faithful villagers, faced with a hopeless situation, had to obediently surrender.
They were collectively tied up in the cafeteria, their identities now transformed.
But Henry had no intention of bothering with these insignificant villagers.
He walked straight to the church door, and the ancient bell tolled once again.
Only this time, he could hear whispers in his ear.
【Sacrifice everything to me】
It seemed someone wanted to freeload off him.
At the same time, he felt a warmth at his chest.
He quickly pulled open his clothing.
Henry saw that the black Magic Book he had bought from the merchant last time was continuously emitting dark light.
He remembered that this book was clearly left at home, so how did it appear here?
And that Magic Book had said something similar before.
【Dedicate everything to magic】
Good grief, they’re all gluttons, all wanting everything from others.
But now it seemed this book should be related to Dark Magic.
Henry reached out his hand to open the door.
However, the large door was opened at this moment.
A tall figure pulled open the door.
Henry immediately recognized that the giant in front of him was the village chief from the image.
But when he saw Henry, not only did he show no hostility, instead he respectfully bowed to him.
This left Henry somewhat puzzled.
How were all the people in this village so strange?
Was there anyone who bowed to their enemies?
“Respected guest, I have been waiting for you for a long time.”
“You know me?”
“I don’t know you, but you have the same aura as us on your body.”
Henry sniffed his armpit—still the familiar scent, no changes whatsoever.
It was probably a phenomenon caused by that black Magic Book.
But now, did this count as infiltrating the enemy’s interior?
Following the village chief’s footsteps, Henry entered the interior of the church.
Rows of chairs were arranged neatly, and there wasn’t a speck of dirt on the ground.
Under the illumination of the lights, their two shadows were stretched very long.
“As the village chief, I also serve as the church priest. All matters big and small within the church are handled by me, including communication with the Lord.”
Henry stopped walking, which left the village chief somewhat puzzled.
“You say you’re a priest—are there little boys in the church?”
‘……’
The village chief discovered that this guest’s mental state might not be very good.
He was becoming more and more like one of them.
“My Lord wants to communicate with you. I hope you won’t refuse.”
The implication was: my boss wants to talk with you, you have no way to refuse.
He walked straight to the empty space in the middle and lay down.
“Hey buddy, why are you lying down? Did your Lord tell you to sleep in front of me?”
“This is a summoning ritual….”
“Alright, I’ll call you when you wake up.”
Ignoring Henry’s troublemaking, the village chief directly slit his own throat in front of Henry.
Immediately, large amounts of fresh blood gushed from his throat.
The massive blood loss also made Henry give him a thumbs up.
“I think if you cosplayed as a fountain you’d definitely have great prospects, it’s just a pity you already have a job now.”
But was the ritual completed just like this?
Henry’s surroundings began to fog up, the mist shrouding his vision.
But he could feel someone watching him from the darkness.
Were there pinhole cameras in this church too? It seemed these people also had voyeuristic tendencies.
“You have something I want on your body.”
A hoarse voice rang out from the mist.
“Getting so direct right off the bat? But your sales pitch doesn’t seem to move me at all. At least scammers throw out some benefits first.”
“I can guarantee your eternal life.”
This seemed like a tremendous temptation, after all, eternal life was something no magic could achieve.
But considering the other party was a cultist, they might be able to maintain consciousness to some extent, but what kind of ghostly appearance they’d become was unclear.
“That’s meaningless. After I graduate from the academy, I’ll find a woman to marry and have children, then live out a plain life—that’s enough for me. I don’t want to be called an old immortal.”
The voice in the mist seemed to be silenced by Henry’s words.
But soon, its voice rang out again.
“I can let you gain money, fame, and powerful Magic Power!”
“Hm? I can still gain Magic Power? Why don’t you try?”
Henry was somewhat expectant. He had already been sentenced to “death,” yet the other party could still let him possess Magic Power?
A wave of icy coldness came from the mist, so cold that Henry’s body shivered.
But aside from that shiver, there didn’t seem to be anything extra on his body.
So it was all hot air after all?
This kind of person who liked to paint big pictures should be banned!
【Ding! Detected that Host intends to seek alternative paths, this System expresses severe condemnation!】
【The Become the Strongest Sword Immortal System has no shortcuts to take. From now on, this System will stop slacking off and accelerate the speed of making Host become the strongest Sword Immortal!】
【Issuing temporary mission: There are evil people trying to bewitch Host’s sword heart. As the strongest Sword Immortal reserve in history, you must personally sever them!】
【Reward: Primordial Sword Heart (can be paid in installments), Pure Yang Sword Intent (can be paid in installments)】
Hearing the System’s frantic notifications, the corner of Henry’s mouth was about to twitch.
Damn, so the System had been slacking off this whole time?
And also, so the System’s rewards could be paid in installments? Then why didn’t you let me pay in installments for 【Sword Flight】 before?
The System didn’t respond to Henry’s questioning.
Very clearly, the System had also been in a slacking state before.
Now the situation was different—it might think he would abandon the System, so it got anxious!
【Primordial Sword Heart: Can be immune to mental interference, can condense Sword Qi】
【Pure Yang Sword Intent: The ultimate power that burns all evil and purifies chaos, has special effectiveness against evil cultivators】
Too targeted—the rewards the System gave were simply aimed at the mist before Henry’s eyes.
It seemed the System really wanted the other party dead.
But Henry was like the one slacking off in the System’s mouth.
“How is it possible? Why hasn’t your body changed!”
“Tsk, seems like you can’t do it either. You’re so weak, how can I trust you?”
“No way, I must obtain the Devouring Book on your body!”
Suddenly, a sharp shriek came from the right side of the mist, a gray shadow flashed like lightning, eight tentacles covered with suction cups came wrapped in a fishy wind, with meat tumors dripping poison hanging from the ends.
But Henry decisively drew his sword blade, and the sword body burst forth with blinding light.
Golden sword light tore through the mist, the tentacles made sizzling sounds the instant they touched the Sword Intent, like ice meeting fire coals, steaming up wisps of purple smoke.
The monster retreated in pain, more tentacles emerged from the mist, weaving into an impenetrable net. Lin Yuan’s toes touched the ground as he leaped into the air, Sword Intent bursting around his entire body, transforming into a blazing sun sword!
The light sword whistled as it entered the thick mist, and wherever it passed, the mist dissipated like thin snow being scorched by blazing sun.
The monster’s full form was finally exposed—it was an octopus-like magical creature the size of a house, its body surface covered with dark purple scales, a Magic Core flickering with ghostly light embedded in its forehead. It let out an unwilling roar, opening its giant mouth full of sharp teeth, spewing out a mass of black mist as dark as ink.
Immediately after, the surrounding environment gradually changed.
Sherisa’s figure appeared before Henry.
At this moment, Sherisa was held at the throat by a dark shadow with a sword, tears still hanging at the corners of her eyes.
“Henry, save me!”