048: Help to Kill pt.1

Everyone listened to the conversation despite being busy fighting against the crazy Evil Cultivators who were eager to kill them and be a blood sacrifice.

The man sighed heavily and everyone had the answer, "It's too late, the sacrificial formation absorbed too much flesh and blood. Its good enough that Fellow Daoist noticed it so we are not unprepared once it descent later."

The expression of the people around varied, but many showed signs of wanting to escape. The man saw it but his expression didn't change as he said in a flat tone, "Don't even think of escaping, everyone here was already marked by that entity as blood food. If we scatter, we will only be chased one by one."

His words made many calm down their negative thoughts but some people don't believe in evil until they faced it.

One of them was the calligraphy man that Zemirah once saved. 

Although he is a student of the Divine Art Academy, his talent and strength are average. You can say that his whole cultivation was built with the help of his family background.

And now, the man whose first outdoor experience met this kind of thing naturally didn't trust the words of a stranger. He believe his own judgement and thought that this people must be deceiving them to help attract the attention of that evil entity.

In fact, as long as they can escape fast enough, they will be safe.

'I don't want to become a cannon fodder, I have to leave here quickly,' He thought secretly in his heart while hiding behind Simon, the music cultivator who owns the Iron Armor Beast.

Since he was injured by that Evil Cultivator, he didn't take action again because he noticed that this music cultivator was willing to protect him because of his identity as a student of Divine Art Academy.

Since someone offered themselves, of course he would take it with peace of mind. The man thought while planning on how to escape before that entity summoned by the damned sacricial formation arrived. 

Simon didn't expect his kind intentions to let him have a big burden.

"Quickly kill the remaining Evil Cultivators! We will be in big trouble if they helped the Evil entity in the battle when it arrived." A casual cultivator who is clear headed shouted.

This shout brought everyone back from their thoughts. Whether they are willing t believe the information said by others, it would not change the fact that they are now in a precarious situation.

Everything can be discussed after solving the current danger, the Evil Cultivators.

Zemirah knew that she had no choice but to stop hiding and must help the others who can't finish their opponents. With this thought, she jumped down from the tree branch she's been hiding on since. 

Her sword, the [Purple Heaven Butterfly Sword], was held tightly in her right hand. She didn't use the energy-consuming [Twelve Constellations Sword Moves Technique] but only used the much easier to use [Starlight Wrath Sword Skill].

Zemirah also has a whip technique, yet she didn't have time to practice it since the sword technique was easier to practice with her disciple Wendy by her side. Teaching Wendy can earn her experience that is better than practicing on her own.

Shaking off the distracting thoughts on her mind, she found her first target.

On the other side, everyone felt the change in the atmosphere. The demeanor of almost fighting to the death made the Evil Cultivators notice something wrong. 

Unless a cultivator is desperate, they rarely fight to the death when the strength doesn't overwhelm the opponent. Most choose to fight conservatively, where they can withdraw and escape anytime. That was the situation earlier.

Now, it has changed.

Sucere, a young lady immersed in killing, became more excited as time passed by. The moment she wasn't retrained by her opponent with the help of that veiled lady, she freed her hands and showed her ability in bringing death along with excruciating pain from her unique cultivation technique.

"Hehehe, no wonder my master and senior sister always say that the taste of near death and bringing death to others are wonderful. My choice to travel alone was right."

Her little smile was so sweet that the malicious intent in it only brought her more charm. Yet this charm harmed her enemies until they breathed their last.

The dagger in her hand never stopped flowing with blood so the Evil Cultivators nearby would rather fight other cultivators to avoid her.

This favorable situation was rare since not many have such strength in the group, most of them are casual cultivators who were lucky enough to survive or have some ability to be able to stay alive til now.

The ones who have special identity like Simon as an Art Cultivator, Sucere as a sect cultivator and the mysterious group using an Army Fomation were few.

And there is also Zemirah, a casual cultivator whose wealth can rival a sect.

Zemirah narrowed her eyes as her sword cut through the throat of an Evil Cultivator. The person she helped was gasping fast and nodded to her gratefully while taking the time to eat a healing pill.

She was quick to notice that the pill was just a common-quality grade 1 pill. It was the normal consumption of casual cultivators.

After acknowledging the person back with a nod, she didn't waste time and quickly went to help others. Her step was light and fast, using her footwork technique, she arrived to her next target and made a sneak attack.

The Evil Cultivator this time was more capable as her sword was dodged. Zemirah turned serious as all her attention was on the tall figure holding a heavy axe. That axe is an evil artifact, the evilness of the aura it emitted was stronger than the dagger of the Evil Cultivator she first killed.

She couldn't imagine how many deaths that evil artifact had brought to be in its current powerful state.

Zemirah felt her dislike to Evil Cultivators increase everytime she faced them. So as her murderous intent to them.