Chapter 119: Headless Horseman!

"It must be painful to live like this."

Rhodes extended his hand with a look of pity, and in an instant he could clearly feel the suffering soul.

Struggling, wailing, longing for release.

But her resentment and the child burned to death in her belly made it impossible for her soul to be freed, and she was forever bound to this castle.

Day after day, I feel the pain and despair I once experienced.

boom!

The next second, scorching flames wrapped around Rhodes' body.

Rhodes was in the sea of ​​fire with no expression on his face. The power wielded by this evil spirit was not pure fire.

But it is the fire of spirit!

This kind of fire cannot be resisted physically because it burns a person's spiritual soul.

As long as there is a flaw in the spirit, this spiritual fire will ignite in people's hearts.

From the spirit to the body, until everything is burned to ashes.

Only when one's will is so strong that there is not even the slightest flaw can one resist the burning of this spiritual fire.

The hostess of the castle was burned to death as a witch, and her soul turned into an evil spirit and mastered this special ability.

It's powerful, but unfortunately not enough.

If his spiritual power can be compared to a long, turbulent river, then the spiritual power of this evil spirit is at best a slowly flowing stream.

Ordinary flames can ignite wood, but they cannot melt steel.

Under the crushing of absolute strength, the fire that burned his soul seemed to him to be just a warm flame.

Apart from making him feel a little warm, it could not shake his will and soul at all.

What's more, his immortal armor can absorb all attacks, naturally including this spiritual fire.

puff!

With a casual punch, the brass knuckles emitting divine power directly smashed the ugly face.

"May your Lord bless you!"

Rhodes raised his hand and made a sacrifice, granting eternal peace to this soul that had struggled in pain for hundreds of years.

Instead of struggling in pain in this world, it is better to become his powerful nourishment.

It can be said that before dying, he contributed his own strength to the world.

"ah!"

Suddenly, there was a scream.

Rhodes looked behind him. Just when he had purified the evil spirit, Clyde, who had secretly come behind Amy at some point, suddenly reached out and pushed Amy towards the evil fetus that was burning with flames.

At the same time, Clyde had a ferocious look in his eyes, and 07 had a face full of desire to survive.

The moment the evil spirit's attention was attracted by Amy, it stuck to the edge of the corridor, endured the pain of being burned by the flames, and suddenly rushed into the flames.

Ran directly past the evil spirit.

My body crossed the sea of ​​fire, but it was not as painful as I had imagined. It seemed that the burning sensation just now was just an illusion.

Clyde's eyes were dazed for a moment, and he didn't dare to look back, perhaps because he was afraid of seeing those disappointed and contemptuous eyes.

"I just want to survive, I'm not wrong!"

"Everything is arranged by the Lord!"

Comforting himself in his heart and looking at the castle gate getting closer, Clyde had already thought of a hiding place in his mind.

When he was looking for treasure in the castle, he found a small house that had been abandoned for a long time. As long as he hid there, he would be able to survive until tomorrow.

By then, these things might disappear, and he would be able to escape from this dangerous castle.

As I was thinking excitedly in my mind, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of me.

Tap tap tap!

The muffled sound of horse hooves stamped on the floor, sending chills all over the body.

A huge shadow loomed over and swallowed up Clyde's body.

Clyde suddenly stopped, his ecstatic expression frozen on his face, and he raised his head slowly, trembling.

Then, a look of despair and fear appeared on his face.

Crunch!

The dilapidated castle gate slowly opened automatically.

Amidst the teeth-grinding sound, a deep and hoarse voice sounded in Clyde's ears.

"Have you seen my head?"

"This bastard, how dare he do this!"

In the corridor, Vivian and Vera hurriedly helped Amy, who was lying on the ground, with anger and disgust in their eyes.

This bastard actually pushed his girlfriend onto the evil spirit at such a dangerous moment and took the opportunity to escape.

This was the first time they had seen such a shameless person.

No wonder he left Amy alone and ran away in the hall before.

"Are you okay?"

At this time, Rhodes came over, glanced at the few people and asked casually.

"It's okay, but why did the evil spirit suddenly disappear?"

Vera looked at the disappearing evil fetus and the flames that spread throughout the castle, with a strange expression on her face.

Just now when Amy was pushed onto the evil spirit by that bastard Clyde, she thought she was dead, but in the end she was unharmed.

"These two evil spirits are actually one and the same."

"The upper one is the real one, and the smaller one is just an illusion created."

Rhodes explained calmly that this little evil spirit actually only looked scary and had no attack power at all.

The temperature of the fire these guys felt was actually just an illusion brought about by the mind.

Now that the main body of the evil spirit is dead, the created illusion will naturally disappear.

So, even if Clyde hadn't pushed Amy out just now, he could have successfully gotten through.

"Are we safe now?"

After seeing how easily Rhodes eliminated this terrifying evil spirit, the group of people subconsciously regarded him as their backbone.

Being stared at by those pairs of expectant eyes, Rhodes couldn't help but shook his head.

"The one just now was just a minor character. The real owner of this castle has not appeared yet."

The real master?

Not shown up yet?

Vera and the others were stunned at the same time. The evil spirit just now was enough to make them despair, but it turned out that it was not the real owner of the castle.

So, where is the real owner of this castle now?

As a group of people looked at each other, Rhodes' eyes suddenly looked towards the end of the dark corridor.

Tap tap tap!

The muffled sound of horse hooves gradually became clearer as it approached from afar.

Before the figure appeared, the creepy aura of death had already spread from far away.

"It's so cold, what is this?"

Looking at the ground slowly turning into frost, Vivian hugged her arms and exhaled a breath of hot air.

The expression on his face was one of indescribable fear.

Such a big scene has already happened before the scene even appears. How terrifying must the owner of this castle be?

The others didn't speak, fearing that the slightest sound would attract the other party's attention.

But the expression on her face was exactly the same as Vivian's.

Under the gaze of several horrified eyes, a tall figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

The pale skeleton warhorse was covered with a layer of black armor, and on its back sat a tall knight in exquisite armor.

But strangely, this knight has no head.

In his hand was a rusty spear, and at the tip of the spear, a corpse was pierced.

Bright red blood dripped onto the ground. As the Headless Knight gradually approached, the head held in his hand came into everyone's sight.

Clyde!

The guy who had just escaped was now staring at them with wide, terrified eyes, his eyes completely lifeless.

The corpse was pierced by the knight's spear and the head was neatly cut off, becoming a trophy held in the hand of the headless knight.

Boom!

With a roar of thunder, the dim corridor was slightly illuminated. In the silent atmosphere, the atmosphere of panic was spreading.

Vivian and the others got goose bumps all over their bodies, and they felt like their breathing was about to stop as they watched the horrifying scene before them.

The terrifying aura of the Headless Horseman accumulated over time.

"Have you seen my head?"

A low questioning voice came out of Clyde's mouth.

The suppressed aura from the Headless Knight had almost reached a critical point.

It seems like it could explode at any time.

Rhodes suddenly exhaled.

He casually moved his joints and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

After waiting for so long, a decent opponent finally arrived.

"Hide!"

Rhodes glanced at the people behind him.

"Leave this guy to me. You find a place to hide. Once I have dealt with him, I will take you away." 

The voice was calm, without the slightest fluctuation, yet it inexplicably made people feel at ease.

This terrifying headless knight suddenly didn't seem so scary.

"Be careful!"

Vivian whispered. She knew that if she stayed here, she would definitely be a burden to Rhodes. Instead of getting into trouble here, it would be better for her to leave with the others.

It also allows Rhodes to fight with peace of mind.

After everyone left, the brass knuckles on Rhodes' hands slowly transformed into two chain blades wrapped with chains.

Chaos Blade!

In such a narrow space, the Chaos Blade can more easily exert its power.

"You want the head? Come and get it!"

Rhodes grinned and disappeared in an instant.

clang!

The next second, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the headless knight.

The chain blade wielded in his hand burst into blazing flames, directly engulfing the figure of the headless knight.

Swish!

The rotten spear, carrying a strong breath of death, stabbed towards him.

"The power is good, but it lacks the heat."

Rhodes grinned, and the chain blade in his left hand easily blocked the fierce shot, and the smile disappeared.

"roll!"

A fierce kick landed directly on the skeleton warhorse.

Crash!

The indestructible bones and armor fell apart under this kick.

The headless knight was instantly sent flying backwards and crashed into the hall of the castle.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Rhodes swung two chain blades, and the friction between the blades and the ground emitted a dazzling flame. A devil-like figure slowly walked towards the headless knight.

In this atmosphere, it is difficult to tell who the victim is.

The headless knight struggled to get up from the ground, and tapped the ground lightly with the spear in his hand. The scattered bones and armor fragments seemed to be attracted and gathered in front of the headless knight in an instant.

The skeleton horse that was kicked to pieces by Rhodes was resurrected.

The Dullahan jumped onto his horse and pressed the head in his hand against his own.

boom!

As Claude's head was eroded by the breath of the undead, it turned into a shriveled skeleton.

The deep fire of the soul slowly ignites.

The Headless Knight's aura suddenly surged to a higher level.

The headless knight turned into a undead knight, but compared to the other undead knight encountered in the treasure house, the one in front of him could only be considered a castrated version at best.

The pressure is simply not on the same level.

The terrifying aura spread, and the ground beneath his feet slowly solidified into ice.

The Dullahan attacked again.

boom!

The blazing flames devoured everything, and the frozen ground was completely melted in the flames.

Rhodes swung the chain blade in his hand forward like a sledgehammer.

Swish!

The chain blade broke through the air, and the headless knight raised his spear to resist.

The next second, the rotten spear was cut off by a knife.

The headless knight flew back at an even faster speed, broke through the castle gate, and fell into the rain-soaked mud.

"An angry ant is still an ant, and angry trash is still trash."

"The dead should lie in a coffin."

Rhodes walked out of the castle slowly and looked at the headless knight who fell into the mud.

The swampy land was washed away by the rain, revealing countless skeletons hidden beneath the ground.

These bones are both the source of the Headless Horseman's power and the curse that brought him to this state.

The Headless Knight died with hatred in his heart, and his unwilling and hateful soul turned into an evil spirit, wandering around in this castle.

Every year on this day, I return from hell with strong obsession and hatred.

The resentment and hatred of these civilians who died in the plague gathered in the headless knight, giving him such powerful strength.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, everything is just decoration.

After taking a look at the Headless Knight who had recovered from his serious injuries, the chain blade in Rhodes' hand turned into a huge sword.

Destroying sword!

A single-edged two-handed greatsword, as long as a normal person. Rather than being a greatsword, it is more like a heavy door panel.

The broad blade is even large enough to be used as a shield to block damage.

"That's enough fun, it's time to end it."

Rhodes' figure flashed and instantly appeared in front of the headless knight.

The greatsword in his hand swung, chopping down like a small mountain. The headless knight, without a weapon, tried his best to resist.

But the next second, both the man and the horse were shattered into pieces by Rhodes's powerful sword.

"There's no need to look for the head now. The body is gone."

Rhodes muttered softly and squatted on the ground.

Looking at the pile of bone fragments scattered on the ground, there were tens of thousands of fragments of different sizes.

Even if you ask a professional to put it together, it will be difficult to put it together into a complete piece.

However, this guy has a very strong vitality.

Even if it is broken into pieces, it still stubbornly gathers together.

Rhodes was not surprised by this kind of vitality. After all, in theory, the entire castle was a power bank for the headless knight.

As long as it stands in this castle, the countless corpses buried underground will continue to provide it with power.

The Headless Horseman will not truly die until all these powers are completely consumed.

It sounds a bit difficult, but it depends on who it is for.

Rhodes stretched out his hand and a light flashed.

With a slight resistance, the Headless Horseman was sacrificed directly.

It's not just the Headless Horseman, there are also the undead and skeletons underground, as well as the barrier that wraps the entire castle.

In an instant, they were all sacrificed by Rhodes.

The sacrifice of the castle's mistress had previously allowed him to awaken his special ability, the Fire of the Spirit.

I wonder how much benefit he can gain by sacrificing this Dullahan.

As the sacrifice was completed, the heavy rain and thunder that enveloped the entire castle slowly disappeared, and the bright sunshine instantly shone in, illuminating the darkness of the castle.

Rhodes frowned slightly, looking at the soul crystal fragment in his hand that was half the size of his fist.

He had obtained two soul crystal fragments before, both of which were obtained by sacrificing the treasury guards.

These two soul crystal fragments are both powerful soul crystals, condensed from at least a hundred thousand souls.

He used one of them to refine the resurrected evil spirit under the evil spirit villa and created the first apostle, Death.

The second one is more powerful and purer, and is now placed in his personal space.

It's not that he doesn't want to refine new apostles, but there is currently no good material to use as the main body for transformation.

Creating a new apostle rashly would only waste this extremely rare soul crystal fragment.

The soul crystal he now holds in his hand is of even worse quality than the first one.

At best, it is equivalent to the souls of twenty to thirty thousand people, and it contains many impurities.

At most, it can only be considered a medium-quality soul crystal fragment.

Rhodes' frown slowly relaxed.

Although the harvest was not as rich as I imagined, it was not bad.

With this soul crystal fragment, he can create another apostle.

Moreover, in addition to this soul crystal fragment, he also obtained many abilities of the Headless Horseman.

Summons a Skeletal Steed.

An aura of fear that can make people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The breath of the undead that freezes the soul.

Of course, there's also a bunch of undead magic, like the barrier that covers the entire castle.

As for the mental and physical gains, they were pitifully small.