Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 404: Soul Crucible

At the edge of the toppling ruins, several still, dark figures had arrived at an unknown time.

Their eyes, hidden beneath black cloaks, silently swept across the entire battlefield, filled with a hint of surprise and doubt.

Squads of two or three Executioners arrived in several groups, extremely sensitive to the demonic presence; they had detected the high-dimensional space fluctuations from a great distance away.

Having exerted all their efforts to reach the source of the fluctuations, they found the scene to be eerily tranquil.

There was only the chaos lying all around and the figures of unconscious civilians strewn about, prompting them to whisper amongst themselves, each expressing their own viewpoints.

"Such a large disturbance..."

"I smelled an incredibly intense demonic scent earlier, but why is it gone now?"

"The demon was definitely here, I can still sense the traces of residual high-dimensional space fluctuations."

"Could it have gone into hiding?"

Not all demons are fervent, war-crazed lunatics. Demons of the "conspiracy" kind, including their Believers and elect, are extremely adept at disguising themselves. Unless they actively slip up, it’s very difficult for the Executioners to find them.

And, as Nova left, the effects caused by her Spiritual Energy were gradually losing their efficacy.

The ordinary people lying on the ground were slowly regaining consciousness, but not fully aware yet.

A rich, blood-red light burst from the eyes of one civilian who had woken up. Having just emerged from an unconscious state, he swiftly entered a demon-possessed, frenzied condition. Sensing the life around him, he casually grasped an irregular stone next to him, raising it high to smash it down. Read the latest on novelbuddy

Even if his victim could not resist, the sheer act of bloody killing was enough to satisfy him deeply.

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Not every Believer could adhere to the "honor" of warfare like demons from the war-chief series did; those who only agree with one or two aspects were also under the umbrella of "war."

Yet, it was clear he would not get his way.

"Snap!"

The bloody, severed palm, together with the stone in hand, fell to the ground, blood spraying...

The man’s zealotry-tainted mind was in control, so much so that the pain from his severed hand seemed insignificant to him.

A pair of slightly bloodshot eyes suddenly looked toward the direction of the attack, the man grabbing another conveniently located stone and lifting it high, charging toward the Executioner who had launched the attack.

His resistance to Spiritual Energy was higher, and so he woke up earlier than the rest.

However, those who voluntarily embrace the demons’ "rules" and actively seek possession—if their talent in this regard is strong—often also means they pose a greater problem.

Still, for these seasoned and powerful veteran Executioners, such challenges were far from formidable.

"Thud!"

An invisible pulse flickered by, and the head burst open instantaneously like a watermelon.

The headless corpse remained standing, one hand still clutching the bloody stone, until after a moment it fell to the ground with a "thump."

The man’s awakening was only the prelude. As time passed, more and more figures gradually stirred from their unconscious state.

Those who immediately fell into a violent rage were not numerous; many others, upon realizing their situation and the strange atmosphere where occasional headshots occurred around them, wisely curled up to observe and understand why they had unknowingly appeared in this bizarre place...

The stoic Executioners effortlessly dealt with the civilians who had spiraled into a state of possession, while one turned to his partner and said, "These people have been deeply eroded, beyond salvation."

The partner did not take action, but was closely observing the details of the civilians and their numbers. "To affect so many people invisibly, the ranking of the demon that appeared this time might be very high..."

"But why are these people dizzy?"

Demons themselves wouldn’t do such a thing. To the intelligent beings attracted to them, they would be transformed into wicked servants, not left in a state that, at least for now, is still human.

And observing the distribution of these people... Was there an outsider who forcefully and instantaneously knocked them all out?

Ordinary physical means can kill instantly, but not stun without harm, unless it’s... Spiritual Energy.

Did a colleague who arrived first lend a hand?

Realizing this, the Executioner looked towards another group of Executioners not far away. "You guys seem to have arrived before us?"

Most Executioners are lone wolves, with almost no communication with other Executioners, aside from their partners. Therefore, they must all have their own opinions and, in any situation, their first reaction is always to rely on their own observations to judge the beginning and end of an event.

Only when there is an information gap do they consider seeking help from others.

The questioned Executioner shook his head, directing his gaze towards another direction. "They were here before I was."

"I wasn’t the earliest either. When I arrived, I just saw that young girl standing there," another one added.

Executioners wander about, rarely meeting each other. When they do meet, it’s their uniforms or some unique psychic perception that serves as identification.

More often than not, even if they pass by each other, they may not know each other’s identities.

Not everyone knew Franca, but at this moment, all the later-arrived Executioners’ eyes were fixed on her, waiting to hear more information about this demon from her.