I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Chapter 276: Chapter 198: The Spirit World Has More Than One Layer (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
 

Boom!

A jellyfish-like creature with a human head burst in mid-air from the impact of a dark-red fist wind.

Black, polluted blood rained down like a storm.

After suffering the first time, Mr. Pot knew he couldn’t let those jellyfish-like creatures’ blood touch him, so he activated his “Mad Pot’s Heart,” with red blood energy erupting from his body. He threw punch after punch, releasing explosive gusts of wind for ranged attacks.

He stood on the ground, swinging both fists, the thudding sound relentless.

From a distance of several meters, he launched fist winds like cannonballs, precisely hitting the slow-moving jellyfish-like creatures that floated in the air like live targets, shattering them one by one.

Chen Lun was not idle either; his playing cards moved continuously, leaving trails of afterimages, like high-velocity spinning blades, piercing through four or five jellyfish-like creatures.

‘These are all Experience Points, can’t let them go to waste… I haven’t reached Max Level yet, this is a good opportunity to level up.’

The Card Throwing Knife was much more useful than a repeating Flintlock Gun, quieter, easier to conceal, no need for loading bullets, and it was more powerful too.

Chen Lun had gradually adapted to this mode of output and decided to make it his main method of ranged attack.

Whoosh!

Another card flew out, slicing the last jellyfish-like creature in half.

[You have killed the polluted creature “Giant Wraith’s Skull”! You’ve gained 1800 Experience Points!]

“Mr. Silver Pot, fighting alongside you is fantastic! With no concerns for my back, I feel incredibly exhilarated!”

After this round of battle, Mr. Pot didn’t even seem out of breath, as if nothing had happened.

“I’m willing to entrust you with my back!”

Chen Lun picked up the supernatural materials on the ground, stood up, and chuckled softly.

“Let’s keep moving.”

“Be careful, those polluted creatures are nothing… The greater dangers lie ahead.”

Mr. Pot cautioned.

Chen Lun and his companions exchanged glances and then silently proceeded.

Before long, new polluted creatures emerged ahead—a group of headless giants mixed with some pale blue, flickering ghosts.

The headless giants were over five meters tall, with bodies riddled with holes, wearing tattered armor, and wielding broken swords. The ghosts looked like soldiers’ lost souls, with indistinct faces, carrying long spears, battle-axes, or swords and shields.

There were about forty or fifty of them, with the majority being ghosts.

Looking at those headless giants, Chen Lun guessed in his heart:

‘Were those jellyfish-like creatures formed from the heads of these giants?’

He had another feeling—that these giants and ghostly soldiers didn’t seem part of the same group… Rather, they seemed like fallen soldiers from both sides of a battle, now mysteriously “revived,” unconsciously joining forces.

Chen Lun threw out several cards, but they passed directly through the bodies of the ghostly soldiers. They wobbled a bit as if unharmed, and continued rushing towards him as if nothing had happened.

“They’re immune to physical damage!”@@novelbin@@

Mr. Pot spoke.

“Then let’s try this…”

Chen Lun muttered under his breath as he infused the card with supernatural power, and in the instant he flicked it out, he used “Palm Fireworks” to cloak it in a layer of flame.

Under the enhancement of supernatural power, the card was as tough and sharp as a fine steel blade, able to withstand the scorching of flames for a short time.

Whoosh—Whoosh whoosh!

Once again, several card throwing knives zipped through the air with high-temperature supernatural flames, accurately hitting the bodies of a few ghost soldiers.

This time, the cards sliced through their translucent, twisted bodies and also ignited them, instantly blazing like torches with fierce flames.

The ghost soldiers let out sharp, piercing screams and perished in the burning.

[You have killed the corrupted creature “Inhabitant Lost Soul of the Dark World”! Obtained 1500 experience points!]

‘As expected, effective…!’

Chen Lun’s lips curled slightly.

For any target that doesn’t take physical damage, supernatural flames seemed to be remarkably effective.

Mr. Pot, by his side, also noticed this phenomenon and ignited his own blood, emitting a bright red blood qi from his body. He threw several punches in quick succession, and the red fists winds, with the force of a decaying wood, shattered the front row of ghost soldiers.

At that moment, the headless giants began to rampage, striding forward with their heavy and massive legs, crossing over the ghosts and heading straight for Mr. Pot and Chen Lun.

“I’ll help you restrain these big guys!”

Mr. Bottle said.

The next second, the strange patterns and designs representing “Curses” on his bronze bottle body began to glow, and then he opened his mouth to spit out dozens of black threads, which surged out and roamed arbitrarily for a few moments in mid-air, then directly burrowed into the bodies of those headless giants.

The giants either knelt on the spot or fell down powerless, or attacked other giants and the ghost soldiers on the ground in a frenzy.

“These are all the curses I’ve collected… a bit of a laughing stock.”

Mr. Bottle chuckled lightly, quietly watching the giants fall into chaos.

Mr. Pot, in perfect sync with him, saw this and launched forward from the ground, propelling himself toward the group of giants.

Boom!

His crimson fist heavily smashed into the chest of a giant, instantly blasting a large hole. The violent blood-red airflow, like a vortex, tore apart half of the giant’s body.

Although Mr. Pot’s stature was tall, he still appeared somewhat “petite” compared to the headless giants, but that didn’t prevent him from plowing through the group of giants.

Boom! Crash!!

Every blow from Mr. Pot’s elbows and knees carried a terrifying air pressure. The giants could not handle his simple punches and kicks, either getting knocked away or blown up on the spot.

Chen Lun inwardly marveled at Mr. Pot’s formidable strength, then swirled his black cloak, its hem flaring high, and vanished from where he stood.

The next second, he swapped places with the card he had first sent flying, appearing next to Mr. Pot, fighting alongside him.

Chen Lun drew out his Kazt Longsword, a blessed weapon that was powerful against the undead, perfect for dealing with the ghost soldiers.

Clang!

With a casual swing of his sword, he deflected a ghost soldier’s spear and followed with a precise thrust that pierced the opponent’s head.

A flash of golden light passed by, and the ghost soldier, as if fatally wounded, screamed and perished on the spot.

Relying on his max level “Knight Swordsmanship,” Chen Lun quickly danced with his longsword, coordinating his body movements and combat steps, efficiently and flawlessly killing one ghost soldier after another.

He even took the opportunity to perform “Animal Mimicry” several times, but the supernatural creature traits he acquired from the ghost soldiers were not so great, so in the end, he chose to give up.

He then shifted his gaze to the few remaining headless giants and, in a repeat of his earlier tactic, threw out playing cards, followed by “Great Human Transformation” to get close, and then used [Animal Mimicry] on them.

Unfortunately, the supernatural creature attributes of the giants were still utterly mundane, so he felt no desire to keep them.

‘Forget it… there’s no need to rush, and replacing my supernatural creature attributes with theirs would actually reduce my strength.’

Planting a foot on a giant’s shoulder, he leaped up high, evading its heavy palm strike. Then he flicked his wrist mid-air, sending out several swords, the pale purple arcs of Sword Qi flying towards the headless giant, coordinating with Mr. Pot to slay it.

[You have killed a pollution creature, “Dark World’s Giant Wraith”! You have obtained 4500 Experience Points!]

‘The jellyfish heads from before were indeed these giants’ skulls…’

Chen Lun thought to himself.

“Finally, we’ve cleared this wave of pollution creatures…”

Mr. Bottle opened his mouth to inhale, and dense, curse-like black lines emerged from the corpses of the headless giants, flying up and returning to his body once more.

“Let’s keep going…”

Before he could finish speaking, the ground suddenly began to tremble.

Boom, boom…!

From the darkness ahead, a massive figure suddenly appeared.

It was like an enlarged version of a giant, made of mud and rock, walking upright, holding a “wooden club”—more accurately, a towering tree.

Chen Lun squinted, estimating the giant’s height to be around thirty meters, equivalent to a ten-story building in his past life.

Such a colossal being caused the Earth to tremble with its movement.

Its head was a black vortex, occasionally dropping out a few pollution creatures, including strangely shaped animals, ghastly soldiers, and headless giants.

Chen Lun saw the clue; that “black hole” on the giant’s head was most likely the source of pollution Mr. Bottle had mentioned!

“Pottery Pot, Silver Pot, take a look!”

Mr. Bottle said.

“That’s the ‘passage.’ If we destroy it, this pollution source will cease to exist!”

“Hahaha… It’s finally appearing!”

Mr. Pot declared fearlessly, clenching his fists together, producing a dull thumping sound.

“Let me go first! Ha!!”

With a loud shout, a powerful flow of dark red energy burst forth from its body, resembling a moving red fountain. Chen Lun was pushed several meters back by the pressure, secretly impressed.

Boom!

Mr. Pot took a leap from where he stood, soaring high and flying straight towards the giant’s head.

But at that moment.

“Take care!”

Mr. Bottle’s expression became grave, issuing a high-pitched warning.

Whoosh—!!

A sharp, piercing sound of cutting through the air was heard, and something invisible collided with Mr. Pot, who then plummeted straight down from the sky.

Chen Lun acted decisively, pointing with his hand.

“Float!”

Just as Mr. Pot was about to crash hard onto the ground, a few meters from the Earth’s surface, a mysterious force lifted him, suspending him in the air and preventing another injury.

After Mr. Pot gently landed, he knelt on one knee, clutching his left chest. There, a fist-sized hole pierced through his body, and blood wouldn’t stop flowing out.

“Ah ha… ha! That really stings a bit!”

Mr. Pot gasped for air.

Chen Lun frowned and looked up, trying to gauge the slowly advancing Rock Giant, clueless about what had just happened.

Mr. Bottle also asked with concern:

“Pottery Pot, what did you encounter just now?”

“I don’t know… I didn’t see anything, just felt like I was hit by something invisible.”

Mr. Pot’s voice was slightly weak.

Chen Lun extended his hand and emitted a green light to heal him; the latter raised its brown-red pottery head in thanks.

Mr. Bottle’s eyebrows were tightly knitted.

“I could barely see the air’s disturbance just now but failed to spot the actual object… Whoever attacked Pottery Pot either has some power to hide its form or exists in a deeper layer of the Spirit World.”

“A deeper layer of the Spirit World…?”

Chen Lun was surprised.

“Yes… the Spirit World, like the present world, has deeper levels too. With my strength, I’ve never glimpsed what’s beyond, but I know the Spirit World isn’t just one layer.”

“Ha… I feel much better now, thank you, Silver Pot.”

Mr. Pot stood up, his chest wound fully healed.

His address to Chen Lun was more affectionate, resembling how he called his dear friend, Mr. Bottle, “Copper Pot.”

“Copper Pot is right, our kind, the Pot people, live deep within the Spirit World. Our tribe has an ancient belief that the Spirit World we live in now is just the initial first layer… there are deeper layers, and they are filled with dangers. Only a very few Spirit World creatures can enter there.”

“These sources of pollution are very likely from the second layer of the Spirit World.”

Mr. Bottle speculated.

Chen Lun nodded thoughtfully.

“So how do we eliminate this source of pollution, the giant that bears the ‘passage’? Although it moves slowly, it seems to be guarded by something invisible.”

Mr. Pot asked.

Mr. Bottle frowned, seemingly pondering a strategy.

Chen Lun glanced at his own panel; with the Silver Pot equipped, his Insight had reached 49 points, quite a high value, yet he still couldn’t see the invisible entity that attacked Mr. Pot.

After a few seconds of contemplation, he remembered something and directly took out two transparent crystal stone carvings shaped like bottles.

—They were unmistakably the Moon Alcohol and Sun Alcohol!

‘Consuming both at the same time should give my Insight Attribute a massive boost!’