Chapter 70: The Demon Army from Liao Continent

"What is this...?"

Lin Lan watched as the eerie black shadow entered his body, and before he could finish his sentence, an unprecedented, intense pain erupted from all directions within his body.

He collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, trying to scream but unable to make a sound.

Z23 and Z46 immediately rushed to support Lin Lan, who had fallen to the ground, continuously calling out his name.

They looked at Lin Lan's face and noticed that black mist, similar to that on Zhang Wei's face, was spreading inside his eyes.

At this moment, the residents from the outer district, who had arrived, also gathered around them.

Lin Lan had already closed his eyes, completely limp and unconscious.

When the nearby Liao Continent people saw Lin Lan, they suddenly screamed and recoiled, as if they had seen something incredibly terrifying, uttering panicked voices:

"What is this... this monster?" "Oh my God, what is this disgusting monster?!"

In contrast, the ordinary people of Orlan looked at these abnormal Liao Continent people with bewildered expressions, completely unable to understand what they were afraid of.

Seeing this extremely bizarre scene, Ulrich became increasingly anxious.

She never expected that something like this would happen at the very end.

If something went wrong with the commander, how would she face the other companions in the port area?

At this moment, the elderly Liao Continent man with white hair and glasses, who had left the factory and was residing in the inner district, also came to inquire.

When he saw Lin Lan being closely guarded by Ulrich and Mainz, he seemed to have seen something unbelievable and collapsed onto the ground.

The elderly Liao Continent man, ignoring the mud on his pants, trembled with a voice full of fear:

"How... how is this possible?"

Noticing the old man's reaction, Ulrich immediately handed the already unconscious Lin Lan over to Mainz and rushed to his side.

Under Ulrich's intense gaze, the old man felt as if he was suffocating.

"Tell me, what do you know?"

A terrifyingly authoritative aura emanated from Ulrich, making the air around them seem thick and sticky.

At this point, the people around finally noticed the short-haired woman in black.

They had completely failed to notice the presence of such a terrifyingly powerful ship girl next to Lin Lan before.

The elderly Liao Continent man, under Ulrich's intense gaze, swallowed hard, closed his eyes, and, with all his strength, gritted his teeth and said word by word:

"Liao Continent's Demon Army was completely defeated and sealed a thousand years ago by the hero…"

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"Cackling, does it hurt? Are you despairing? Damn humans, do you know what you are facing? You actually dare to think of killing me?"

"Even with such powerful ship girls, you are still just a mere mortal, and you will never escape from my grasp!"

A chilling, sharp, and malicious laughter exploded in Lin Lan's mind, causing him unbearable pain and disorientation.

As he saw his girls picking him up with anxious and crying faces, Lin Lan realized he had lost control over his body.

The excruciating pain, as if being gnawed at, made him feel as if his soul was being continually shattered.

As the surroundings fell into complete darkness, Lin Lan, in this painful state, saw a twisted monster surrounded by dense black mist, with only a single red vertical eye visible, standing before him.

"So this is... your true form, monster?"

Lin Lan, enduring the pain throughout his body, looked at the monster and tried to ask with all his might.

"Heh heh, ignorant one, so be it."

The scarlet vertical eye emitted a sinister laugh, staring fixedly at the immobile Lin Lan.

"Originally, if I had killed all those Liao Continent scum, no one in this city would be able to see through the shell I possessed."

"I could have continued to accumulate power in this country, which knows nothing about my kind, and wait for the Demon King's return to the world."

"But since you had to ruin my plans and completely destroy my soul core, don't blame me."

The dense black mist surrounded Lin Lan completely, pulling him before the red vertical eye.

Under the gaze of this red vertical eye, he felt as though he was facing an ancient evil demon, feeling incredibly insignificant.

"Damn it…"

Despite the overwhelming pain, Lin Lan still struggled desperately.

But it was all in vain; he was now in his own mental world, with no one able to help him.

"Heh heh heh, I will savor your soul bit by bit, letting you know the consequences of offending me, the Supreme Leader of the Demon Army, Abbott."

The crimson vertical eye, now very close to Lin Lan, suddenly brightened, its red light shining over Lin Lan's entire body.

Just as Lin Lan, in despair, prepared to die, turning his face away from the terrifying giant eye, suddenly, the huge crimson vertical eye contracted sharply and emitted a piercing scream!

"Ah! What is this? What is this?"

With this dreadful scream, Lin Lan felt the excruciating pain suddenly ease, and the black mist binding his body vanished.

"How could a weak human like you have such immense soul power?"

"Could it be... you are... a hero? A hero! It must be! You are a hero!! And you are that damned hero from another world!!!"

Hearing the Demon Army Supreme Leader Abbott's furious roar filled with immense resentment, Lin Lan was astonished.

It... actually knew he was someone from another world!

"I must, I must eliminate you before you grow stronger! Go... die!"

With Abbott's roar, Lin Lan saw hundreds of sharp black blades, formed from black weapons, appear around the crimson vertical eye.

"For the eternal existence of the Demon King!!!"

The roar, carrying a terrifyingly frenzied killing intent, enveloped Lin Lan's soul.

Hundreds of black blades, promising this roar, charged fiercely toward Lin Lan.

"Damn it!"

Lin Lan, in despair, watched as the blades drew closer, as if he would be pierced through and his soul shattered in the next moment.

But just as the tip of the closest blade touched his nose, all the blades suddenly disintegrated.

"Ah!!!!!!!!"

The crimson giant eye suddenly swelled, filled with bloodshot veins, and let out an earth-shattering wail.

In the next moment, a beam of pure white light illuminated this dark world.

The huge vertical eye burst apart instantly, and the black slime splattered out was rapidly purified into ash under the pure white light.

"Why... why does this country have... a Liao Continent witch…"

The black mist continued to dissipate under the white light, even the deepest black mist was pulled out and cleared.

And Lin Lan's soul, bathed in it, felt a refreshing and soothing sensation.

Abbott's voice, filled with extreme unwillingness, hatred, and weakness, strained to its last bit of strength, shouted the final two words:

"Curse... symbol…"

As the last trace of black mist was completely dispersed, a broken black-red cube emerged from the mist.

"Is this the Wisdom Cube? No, could it be…"

As Lin Lan watched the familiar broken black-red cube slowly turn to dust, he seemed to grasp a clue.

But an overwhelming sense of exhaustion surged in, enveloping Lin Lan's soul.

Under the pure white light, he finally succumbed to sleepiness and slowly closed his eyes.

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