Chapter 303 Shirker Failure QAQ
“Master Coffin, this is the place the Master Cult Leader spoke of!”
Behind a brown python the size of a small vehicle, a man wearing a green shoulder wrap looked ecstatically at the massive energy fluctuations that occasionally erupted in the sky not far away, and spoke to the small figure beside him wearing a black cloak.
“Mhm.”
With a flat response, Kazumi leaped from the snake’s back. Two slender arms extended from the girl’s ankles, acting as a prop that allowed the girl to land lightly and nimbly on the ground.
“Sigh…”
Looking at the fervent man who had reported to her and left immediately, and sensing the constant energy fluctuations erupting in the sky nearby, she could only sigh leisurely.
Actually, Kazumi didn’t want to come and do free work for Masashi Sakuraba at all. The nature of capitalists was to oppress and exploit, and for Kazumi, a veteran shirker, who would choose to rush headlong into effort to earn a Lamborghini for the boss if given the chance to slack off?
Moreover, the entire blood sacrifice could be considered an excellent opportunity for Kazumi to gather resources and improve her capabilities.
This magic array, which used more than half of the city district as an offering, was indeed terrifying. Kazumi could clearly feel that after the magic array was completed, the life energy of all living beings within the magic array was being absorbed little by little.
Ability users whose physical condition was stronger than ordinary people were doing fine, and could still use their abilities to resist such suction. However, ordinary people, confined within this range by the [Black Fog Space], had no other recourse.
They could only feel their bodies weakening bit by bit, and finally, due to too much loss of life force, their bodies’ self-protective mechanisms would automatically activate, causing large numbers of them to fall into a coma.
The lives of these ordinary people naturally had little to do with Kazumi. As for Sato Shinichi, the only person the girl cared about, he lived far away in the city center.
Therefore, to Kazumi, these ordinary people who had collapsed on the ground with no means of resistance were natural, free material.
Except for the slight dip in the quality of the material due to the loss of life force, there were no other flaws, just waiting for the young girl to take them.
And so Kazumi did. After realizing the situation in the entire block, the girl’s first reaction was to summon the ghouls from her territory to transport these people who had fallen into a coma.
After all, the losses Kazumi had suffered in the previous battle were not small, which was also one of the reasons why the girl was unwilling to rush to help Masashi Sakuraba immediately.
Her corpse crow flock, which originally numbered nearly three hundred, had lost almost half of its numbers in one round of battle. In addition, there was the part that was eaten as a snack to supplement her death energy and suppress Little Black within her body. Currently, the corpse crow flock was reduced to a mere little over a hundred.
The consumption of the ghouls was also very high. Although there were a considerable number of wild ghouls in the territorial plains that could serve as replenishment, her own subordinates were also captured by staying up late and working hard.
Such a fearless attack method was basically used as cannon fodder, just to delay the time.
The harvest obtained from such sacrifices, apart from the string of empty promises made by Masashi Sakuraba, was probably only the corpse of the street hero who used flying daggers, and it was a corpse without a head.
It was a very enjoyable experience to watch the ghouls, like worker ants transporting supplies, move in and out of the Black Coffin. Especially when the girl sensed that there were no powerful life signatures of heroes around, she summoned out more than half of the ghouls and started a vigorous corpse transportation activity.
Human bodies, like a steady stream, entered her territory, as if a surge of power was being added to her own body. Although it was just her psychological effect, Kazumi could feel her abilities strengthening bit by bit.
Unlocking technology, offering sacrifices, building miracles, and creating an undead army, the girl seemed to see her appearance in the late game of her previous life, becoming the Emperor of the Underworld, controlling the authority called death.
Then Kazumi was caught.
Yes, exactly. Just like being caught by a passing leader while lazing around and browsing her phone at work, Kazumi, who was happily picking up unconscious ordinary people on the ground, was actually caught red-handed.
When several men wearing green shoulder wraps and tattooed with purple snake patterns came before her, Kazumi immediately knew who they were, as they could still move freely within this enclosed [Black Fog Space].
The Poisonous Snake Cult, a once famous cult organization in Kyoto, worshipped a strangely shaped, bizarre snake-like evil god. In the end, under the joint crackdown of the Heroes Association, they were almost all wiped out.
And the true master of this cult organization, which had once caused a stir in Kyoto, was also the executive of the [Dark] Organization who was leading Kazumi on this mission—Masashi Sakuraba, the [Poisonous Snake].
According to Masashi Sakuraba’s own words, most of his subordinates were severely damaged during that Heroes Association crackdown, leaving only a handful of them. Coupled with his own injury, he let them do their own thing.
However, looking at it now, even after being almost disbanded, one could still see the former prosperity of this cult organization. The two people standing in front of her and communicating with her already had spiritual energy fluctuations comparable to that of the psychic who fought with her back then.
What was even more important was that only fanatical cultists could survive the blow of an organization’s destruction.
And fanatical cultists, as everyone knows, are characterized by mental issues.
Initially, Kazumi was not very willing to go with these two subordinates of Masashi Sakuraba. After all, wasn’t it more appealing to collect corpses and improve her strength while staying put? Why should she go and fight to the death at the magic array with them?
Out of consideration for her reputation, the girl calmly stated her excuse that she had been injured in the previous battle and temporarily could not make it to the rendezvous.
As a result, when the older cultist heard Kazumi’s reason, he directly ignited his rage.
He directly stabbed Kazumi in the chest with a dagger and then used himself as a blood sacrifice to summon a brown python the size of a small vehicle to serve as Kazumi’s mount.
“……”
All she could say was that such behavior left Kazumi speechless, but it also left the girl with no further reason to refuse. The main reason was that the other young cultist’s snake-like eyes were fixed on her, as if if she refused, he would also ignite and take her with him to the grave.
Therefore, for various considerations, Kazumi had to reluctantly pack up from the flesh and blood mine at that time and set off with this Poisonous Snake cultist, who had even abandoned his name, towards the center of the magic array.
“Let’s go and see first.”
The energy fluctuations above grew stronger and stronger, and countless snake pillars rose out of thin air in mid-air. The surging energy even caused the death aura within the girl to stir uncontrollably.
Suppressing the surging energy within her body, the girl quietly watched the battlefield in mid-air, without saying a word.
Finally, after making a certain decision, she pulled down the brim of her hood, and her small figure slowly walked towards the battlefield ahead.
