In the desolate ruins of the city, a slender black-haired girl stood quietly.

The dim sky exuded a suffocating oppressive atmosphere, yet she simply looked up quietly at the young man in front of her.

He appeared spirited and confident, full of pride.

Perhaps some things are destined to be right, correct, and beneficial for the future.

But sorry, I won't do it!

Nothing in this world is destined to be right; it has nothing to do with life or death, but rather with whether I am willing or not.

......

Five hours later.

In a certain street area of the abandoned city.

Su Yan, with his head full of red hair, bent forward, his whole body shrouded in an unsettling eerie aura.

In front of him, nine servants, excluding Jing, were engaged in a fierce battle with hundreds of zombies, each holding a weapon and defending the makeshift barricade.

This was the third wave of the Zombie Tide in this area, with even greater numbers and stronger capabilities!

Originally, over a thousand zombies had been halved by traps and Natasha, but the remaining horde still posed a deadly threat to the team.

Each zombie in the third wave had physical abilities comparable to the peak of young human males.

Suddenly!

Two zombies broke through the defense line, stepping over the bodies of their kind, roaring as they lunged at the servant Da Hu.

Da Hu, strong in build but lacking in reaction, struggled to push the zombies back with a discarded steel plate, but his arm was also scratched, oozing foul-smelling black liquid.

"Ah!"

Da Hu roared in pain as the zombie virus rapidly spread within him, infecting him at an alarming rate.

In the blink of an eye, Da Hu's expression twisted continuously, and his skin began to rapidly fester.

"Toxin Extraction!"

Su Yan suddenly raised his hand, emitting a sharp, inhuman sound. A red beam of light shot from his fingertips, striking Da Hu's wound.

A stream of black liquid was forcibly extracted, and though Da Hu's wound continued to bleed, the blood had returned to its normal red color.

The zombie virus was extracted, sparing Da Hu from infection.

This was the ability of Combat Lore - Mad Priest, a rare-grade combat lore specializing in toxin manipulation and pain sacrifice.

In the next moment, Su Yan raised his hand again, screaming and growling, "Pain Resonance!"

The blood dripping from Da Hu's wound swiftly flew, hitting the other servants like bullets, quickly seeping into their skin.

Each servant's face quickly contorted with pain, sharing Da Hu's agony as if their own arms were being torn apart by monsters.

But along with the pain came a powerful force surging from deep within!

At the cost of experiencing pain, they sacrificed their agony to gain temporary combat strength.

This was the group buff effect of the Mad Priest!

The deeper the pain, the stronger the amplification!

"Ahhhhh!"

Servant Wang Dachui roared, his eyes bloodshot, as he charged into the zombie horde, swinging two thick steel rods in his hands with a whistling sound.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Zombies around him were swiftly decapitated, unable to resist.

The other servants quickly advanced, joining forces to push the line forward.

Some gained greater strength, others reacted faster... the amplification effect of the pain sacrifice enhanced each servant's strongest combat abilities.

Everyone temporarily possessed abilities that surpassed the limits of ordinary human physique, crushing the zombie horde effortlessly.

The most notable performance came from Natasha, who, originally an SR Rare Card, now fought even more fiercely, abandoning her bow and wielding short blades in both hands, slicing through dozens of zombie heads in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Natasha's combat prowess was comparable to Combat Lore - Martial Arts Master.

However, despite the powerful group buff effect, it only lasted a few minutes, and nearly a hundred zombies remained as the effect was about to fade.

Standing behind the servants, Su Yan raised his hands once more.

"Darkness... Gods... Sacrifice..."

He murmured a prayer, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints, his mouth twitching into a bizarre expression that was neither a smile nor pain.

"...Evil God's Gaze! Stamina Drain!"

As the final prayer fell, an intense red light burst from Su Yan's hands, swiftly engulfing the entire battlefield!

Both servants and zombies were enveloped by the red glow, as Su Yan's fingers danced, extracting strands of red threads from the red mist.

These threads all originated from the remaining zombie horde, their kinetic energy extracted by Su Yan's Pain Divine Art and infused into the servants.

As the red threads surged into the servants, their previously exhausted faces turned rosy, their depleted stamina quickly replenished, returning them to peak condition.

In contrast, the remaining zombies collapsed one by one, their bodies shattering like blocks, turning into pools of foul black water and debris.

The battle was over.

A surge of blood light flowed, adding to the Blood Coin count.

The servants were in excellent condition, able to quickly clean the battlefield, recover trap materials, and Natasha's arrows.

Only Su Yan swayed, seemingly on the verge of collapse.

"Master, are you alright?"

Jing, quick to react, reached out to support Su Yan, using her slender body to hold the man steady.

"It's nothing, just not quite used to using this lore."

Su Yan waved his hand, looking somewhat weak.

In a way, the practical strength of the Mad Priest surpassed that of the Martial Arts Master, not only allowing him to participate in battles but also to enhance allies and curse enemies.

But the only downside was that while using this lore, Su Yan constantly experienced the taste of pain.

This pain was indescribable; sometimes it was muscle spasms, sometimes it was cramps, sometimes it was the excruciating pain of being punched in the organs... and during the casting, this pain intensified, giving Su Yan a headache.

"What kind of path did this damn priest take... all the moves are quite sinister."

Su Yan sighed inwardly, his expression full of fatigue.

His body wasn't tired, but his heart was, worn out by the torment of pain.

The Legendary Card returned to its normal state, appearing in Su Yan's hand. He didn't worry about losing the card, as he had tested it before; even if he dropped it, it would return to his pocket within two steps.

To be honest, this card was a good card, but not all of the combat lore within it was beneficial.

The Martial Arts Master was still normal, but the Mad Priest was a bit too much for Su Yan, and as for the third lore - Dread Hunter... Su Yan really didn't want to use it.

That one sounded like it wasn't even a human skill! Definitely some kind of monster form!

Su Yan truly didn't want to experience the feeling of being a monster, and he had already decided: "When I get the chance, I must replace all these messy combat lores!"

Being human is good enough; there's no need to become a non-human monster in pursuit of power.

"Tell everyone, we can't stay here, let's move to another place."

Su Yan, slightly recovering his spirit, gave the order, then paused and smiled: "I've been watching the chat channel for the past few hours, and most people seem hesitant to move forward, with the majority lingering in the early stages, grinding monsters."

"The closer to the Starting Zone, the fewer and weaker the zombies that spawn, but we've been grinding in the Middle Zone."

"In terms of both profit and efficiency, we're earning more Blood Coins than most people."

Su Yan said, glancing at his current Blood Coin count.

Blood Coins: 5832.

A sense of fulfillment welled up in Su Yan's heart.

Five thousand Blood Coins in five hours, averaging a thousand Blood Coins per hour, was more than the earnings from purely fighting with the Martial Arts Master.

After all, the Martial Arts Master's combat consumed real Inner Qi, requiring constant rest in between.

But by using the Mad Priest and the servants' cooperative combat, he could maintain efficiency while conserving the Martial Arts Master's Inner Qi, ensuring he always had a trump card in hand.

Although the amount of Blood Coins was only comparable to Li Dali's spending at the time, five thousand Blood Coins was still a considerable fortune.

Based on the current situation in the Chat Area, aside from Li Dali, no one else had shown a wealth of over a thousand Blood Coins.

Su Yan wasn't aiming to be the strongest, just to stay in the top tier.

"Let's move to another location and grind, aiming to earn ten thousand Blood Coins today!"

Su Yan was full of vigor, but the girl beside him hesitated: "Master..."

"Hmm?"

Su Yan turned his head, in a good mood, jokingly saying: "Speak your mind, I'm not an unreasonable boss."

"It's getting dark."

Jing pointed to the sky, which was turning a deep, dark shade, her voice low: "We now have to consider a new problem: how to conduct the racewalk at night?"

Su Yan laughed: "Are you worried the monsters at night will be stronger?"

"That's not it."

Jing shook her head, reminding him: "Racewalk doesn't allow users to stop, but no matter how strong a human body is, it needs rest."

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"If we can't get enough rest at night, the subsequent racewalk and battles will eventually collapse."

"Do we... really have to walk endlessly for 24 hours?"