Temporary Safety, Evil God

"Upper Slash!"

Slash

After Parr killed another zombie, a loud sound came from behind the warehouse door.

Bang!

"Hold on tight!"

Old Jack and the others, who were somewhat relaxed due to the decrease in the number of zombies, quickly exerted strength with their feet and firmly held on to the door that a huge force had hit.

Bang!

The loud sound came again. This time, Parr clearly saw that the black-robed zombies who appeared, in the beginning, had arrived. They were expressionless and covered in blood. The black robes they wore were soaked in blood.

These black-robed zombies were not like the ordinary zombies earlier who only knew how to swarm in front of the door. Instead, they would take a few steps back after charging once, gather their strength, and continue charging again.

The black-robed zombies would collide with the ordinary zombies because ordinary zombies were blocking in front. The force of the collision was transmitted through the ordinary zombies to the warehouse door. The people in the warehouse could feel the strength of the collision.

The ordinary zombies in the middle were in a terrible situation. The hit from the black-robed zombies left their bones and tendons broken. However, it didn't matter. The zombies were not afraid of pain, and they would only follow orders. They continued to swarm in front of the grain warehouse door.

"D*mn it!"

Old Jack, who felt that the collisions were of a different scale now, gritted his teeth and asked, "Parr, what's happening outside?"

"The black-robed zombies are here. They are knocking against the zombies in front of the door," Parr replied while adjusting his breathing. 

"D*mn it!"

Bang!

Old Jack's loud curses and the sound of collisions rang out simultaneously. While he and the others continued to push against the wooden door, he shouted, "Parr, hurry up and finish the ordinary zombies in front of the door. Those black-robed zombies are Apprentice-level zombies. The cultists can't bear to lose them. As long as you clean up the ordinary zombies and close the door until daylight, we will be safe."

"Okay." Parr nodded. After regulating his breathing, he stepped forward and drew his sword again.

"Upper Slash!"

Whoosh!

Another zombie died under Parr's sword, and Parr attacked again and again. In the end, true to Old Jack's words, after Parr killed all the ordinary zombies, the black-robed zombies took a few steps back in an orderly manner and stopped their charge.

Phew!

Parr had exhausted his stamina once again. He panted heavily as he opened his data panel to take a look.

Stamina: 2/50

Spirit Points: 2/10

HP: 100/100

Life Energy Points: 41

Spiritual Energy Points: 31

After recovering his stamina, Parr killed a total of 20 zombies. During this process, his Stamina was exhausted once. He first spent 1 Spiritual Energy Point to replenish his Spirit Energy. Then, he used the Wind Wolf Basic Breathing Technique to turn 8 Spiritual Energy Points into 40 Stamina. Only then did he manage to hang on and kill the last ordinary zombie.

Parr did not dare to use all of his Spirit Points at once. He did not even dare to lower his Spirit Points to a single point because he felt that he would very likely faint if he did so. Two points of Spirit Points was the lowest he would go. Similarly, two points of Stamina were also his minimum. Parr did not forget that moving was difficult when he had a small amount of Stamina before!

Why did he not use his Life Energy Points to replenish his Stamina? Because with the Wind Wolf Basic Breathing Technique, Parr only needed one Spiritual Energy Point to replenish his Stamina. If he used his Life Energy Points, it would require five points. The choice was obvious. 

…

"Parr, how's the situation?"

Old Jack asked while remaining entirely cautious. The others also looked at Parr, their eyes filled with anticipation. They could no longer feel the impact on the door, which could only mean… 

"I killed all the ordinary zombies."

Parr, who had replenished his Spirit Points with his Spiritual Energy Points, adjusted his breathing and said the words everyone was looking forward to hearing.

Phew!

Sighs of relief rang out. Some of the people standing at the door collapsed to the ground. Earlier, they had used all their energy to preserve their lives. Now that the ordinary zombies were gone, they completely relaxed and suddenly felt weak until they could not even get up.

Only Old Jack and the bald man, Archie, were slightly better. One of them was the strongest person in Haystack Village, while the other was its hunting team captain. It was not surprising that they had such strength, but Archie had also reached his limit. He leaned against the warehouse door and panted heavily— he was almost out of energy.

Only Old Jack still had some strength left. He was also very rational. He knew that the most important thing now was closing the warehouse door tight. If they continued to persist, the zombies would be significantly weakened when morning came.

Huff!

Holding the door with one arm, Old Jack panted heavily. He glanced at the zombies' corpses blocking the door. Then, he turned his head to look at Parr, who was using the Wind Wolf Basic Breathing Technique.

"Parr, do you still have any strength left?"

"Yes."

Parr, who had restored his Stamina to 42 points, endured the dizziness in his mind and nodded. This slight dizziness was nothing to him, who had stayed up all night for a long time.

"That's good. Go and move the corpses blocking the door. Be careful of sneak attacks from those black-robed zombies."

Old Jack only had one arm and was not flexible enough. Therefore, he gave the task of moving the corpses to Parr. He would immediately close the door after they were taken care of.

"Okay."

Parr nodded again and endured nausea. He went forward to move the corpses that were squeezed into a mess.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a black-robed zombie in the distance suddenly rushed forward with a roar.

"I was waiting for you!"

Parr was vigilant, and he had heeded Old Jack's advice. His right hand was holding the hilt of his sword. Thus when the black-robed zombie rushed over, he launched an upper slash immediately.

Bang!

But this time, Parr's attack did not kill the target in one blow. Instead, it only made a sound like leather being hit. The zombie's robe was cut, and the uppercut caused a large gash on his chin. It took a few steps back and retreated.

It seemed that Old Jack's prediction was correct. The cult controlling the black-robed zombie who had yet to reveal himself was unwilling to waste the black-robed zombie here.

"I couldn't break through its defense? No! It's because my attack power is not enough!"

Parr frowned as he looked at the black short sword in his hand, taking two steps back. He knew that the short sword could break through the black-robed zombie's defense. However, his strength was not enough. Even after including the buffs from his skills, it was still not enough. In the end, he could only leave a wound on the black-robed zombie's body.

Seeing that Parr was fine, Old Jack let out a sigh of relief. He let go of his sword and loudly reminded, "Quickly move the corpses!"

"Oh!"

Parr came back to his senses. From the corner of his eye, he looked at the black-robed zombie in the distance. At the same time, he endured the disgust in his heart and moved the corpses that blocked the door away. The process was very smooth. The black-robed zombie did not try to rush forward again. After Parr finished moving the corpse, Old Jack immediately closed the warehouse door.

Creak! 

Bang!

…

After the door was closed, the grain warehouse instantly became quiet. Only the gasps and faint cries of the people were heard, and no one was in the mood to talk. All of them were immersed in sorrow and fear.

"Father, what are zombies? And what are cultists?"

Parr walked over and sat down cross-legged in front of Old Jack, leaning against the door. He asked the question that had been in his heart ever since he transmigrated.

There were no zombies nor cultists in Parr's memory. Old Jack moved his body to make himself more comfortable. Then, he began to explain.

"Cultists are followers of the Evil Gods. They are a malignant tumor of the continent—a group of lunatics whose aim is to revive the Evil Gods. Zombies are a means of cultists. They use forbidden death magic to resurrect corpses for them to control. The resurrected zombies hate living creatures, and they love to consume them."

"..."

Old Jack's words contained a lot of information. Parr lowered his head and poked the ground with his sword for a long time before he came back to his senses. Then, he continued to ask, "There's more than one Evil God?"

"Yes."

Old Jack nodded. His voice was a little heavy as he said, "There are many Evil Gods. As long as beings call themselves Gods, they would all be evil. However, they are all sealed, so only cultists are active on the continent."

"If that's the case, then why haven't I heard of them before?" Parr closed his eyes and quickly searched his memory, but there was still no information about cultists. His doubts increased.

"Because there's a church," Old Jack started to explain.

"Parr, do you still remember the church? It's the white steeple building in Haystack Town. When you were sick, I took you there twice. That's the church. Not only do they know how to treat illnesses and save people, but they've also been hunting down cultists. That's why we can live a peaceful life, but this time..."

Sigh.

Old Jack shook his head and let out a long sigh at the end of his sentence. He did not speak anymore. He closed his eyes to adjust his breathing and used the Wind Wolf Basic Breathing Technique to recover his stamina. He had taught Parr this skill, so of course, he could use it too.

"The church..."

Parr wanted to ask more, but when he saw the tired look on Old Jack's face, he swallowed his words. He lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest. At the same time, he had opened the data panel, and his gaze was fixed on his realm.

"Beep. To raise the realm to Elementary Knight Apprentice, 50 Life Energy Points are required."

…

"Elementary Knight Apprentice."

Tian Xing recalled Parr's memories and found some information about Elementary Knight Apprentice. It was slightly stronger than ordinary people and a realm above Rookie. In the entire Haystack Village, only old Jack and the captain of the hunting team, Archie, had reached that realm.

Then came the Intermediate Knight Apprentice, the Advanced Knight Apprentice, and the Pinnacle Knight Apprentice. Beyond that was an entirely new realm.