An Increasingly Wonderful World

Chapter 12 An Increasingly Wonderful World

"Sword and Blade Killing Formation, activate!"

The twelve sword shadows bloomed like lotus flowers.

In an instant, it slashed in all directions, splitting swarms of corpse worms in two.

……

"Sufficient experience; current thief level 51."

"Sufficient experience; current thief level 52."

"Sufficient experience; current thief level 53."

……

Despite the constant notifications, Allen never stopped his slashing motions.

As a thief's level increases, their physical attributes are enhanced in all aspects, although the most basic four-dimensional attributes are not displayed directly.

Meanwhile, weapon mastery and Shadow Blade skills increase in level with continuous use, thereby further enhancing combat power.

"Don't stop, I want more."

Allen was ecstatic.

Just like the intimate relationship between men and women, one encounter doubles the pleasure, and once it starts, it's unstoppable, hence the term "chain reaction."

His professional level skyrocketed.

In less than fifteen minutes, both skills that needed upgrading were maxed out.

[Lv10 Weapon Mastery: Accuracy +10, Strength +10, Armor Penetration +10]

[Lv10 Shadow Blade: Speed ​​and damage increase by 100% with each level.]

With each swing and slash, the silvery-white sword light appeared and disappeared, giving the corpse worms no chance to get close. The sword shadows sealed off his body to an almost impenetrable degree.

"Hehehe... The more frenzied and turbulent it is, the more flamboyant and passionate I become."

Suddenly, the insect swarm stopped attacking.

The darkness is receding.

The corpse worms fell like raindrops, and before they could even touch the ground, they ignited into a baseless fire and turned to ashes.

The toilet walls, covered by the flames, were transformed back to their original appearance in the blink of an eye.

"I hadn't even taken my pants off yet, and you were already done."

Allen grumbled sullenly, still feeling unsatisfied with the speed at which he was gaining experience like he was on a cheat code.

Looking around, the twisted monster's corpse still lay there, its head separated from its body.

"I wonder if Batman and Green Arrow are in any danger."

Allen suddenly remembered that his companions had gotten separated when facing the swarm of insects.

They immediately decided to find teammates first.

Walking alone through the dilapidated school, Alan would occasionally call out, "Bat, I see you! Don't hide!"

Or perhaps it would peer into the dried-up glass fish tank and say, "Green Arrow, your dad's not dead, come out and acknowledge him."

Allen walked past an office, then leaned back and called out, "Bat, I have a parent voucher here."

Just as he was about to leave, an old photograph hanging on the wall caught Allen's attention.

In the photo, two middle-aged men stand hand in hand, with a caption below reading, "Thank you, Mr. Osborne, for your support of education."

"Osborn Industries!?"

Allen remembered that the Green Goblin's surname was Osborn.

Allen couldn't verify the Osborne family history, but based on information from movies and comics, he deduced that their ability to cooperate with the national military suggested they were a long-established capitalist family.

Established capitalist families often accumulate wealth through energy.

Silent Hill is a typical energy-exporting town.

After taking one last look, Allen continued on to the next location to search for Bruce and Oliver.

After all, Green Goblin is the enemy of "400 Granny," not his enemy.

Using his grappling hooks, Allen weaved through the buildings, searching for his companions.

The cult members hiding in the shadows stared wide-eyed, their expressions one of utter astonishment.

They set traps at each exit, only to encounter an unconventional young man.

Inside the church at this moment.

Christa waved her hand, signaling, "Splash them awake."

Bruce and Oliver, whom Alan had been searching for, are now bound and unconscious.

A bucket of cold water was poured over them, and the two of them slowly woke up.

"Welcome, distinguished guests."

With a playful expression, Krista took out the Blade of Redemption from her collection and said, "Isn't it a bit of an underestimation of us to send you guys instead of the Ninja Master coming to retrieve it himself?"

Bruce and Oliver twisted and struggled, but unfortunately the ropes were too tight, and their personal weapons were all taken away, giving them no chance to escape.

Looking back, I remember persisting until the underworld receded, and then deciding to go ahead and scout out the location of the church.

Unexpectedly, they fell into the trap and were immediately stunned by a group of burly men wielding electric batons.

When I woke up again, I was in a church.

There are three of us.

Bruce implied that Allen would come to rescue them.

Suddenly, Krista laughed: "That fool is having a great time and has probably forgotten about you all."

Indeed, given Allen's unreliable personality, it would be more reasonable for him to save himself.

"We shouldn't be enemies; we can choose to cooperate."

Oliver said seriously, "Everyone is trapped in Silent Hill, and you need the Blade of Redemption to break the curse. We can help you with that."

Upon hearing this, Krista remained silent for a moment.

They had tried to kill Alessa more than once, but the Arcemira Hospital was simply too dangerous.

Once the Blade of Redemption is lost, no weapon can kill Alessa.

Furthermore, even though the other party obtained the Blade of Redemption, they did not kill Alessa but instead asked to be sent out of Silent Hill, leaving them ultimately trapped in the curse.

Therefore, Krista dared not take the risk and politely declined, saying, "You know nothing about Samael's power."

"I have a problem."

Bruce analyzed, "The source of the power is the offspring of the fallen angel Samael. You want to kill her, so how could Samael possibly still protect you?"

Logically speaking, how could any parent possibly protect the murderer who killed their own child?

Of course, this is inappropriate when applied to demons and fallen angels. The only plausible explanation for mortals becoming pregnant and giving birth to offspring is that they are used as vessels for descent.

However, it doesn't make sense that cult members would kill their carriers and then not punish them, but instead continue to protect them.

Surely some trolls will jump out to refute this, saying that demons can't fall in love with mortals. In nature, wolves and sheep walk together, so what is impossible?

The key point is that Samael is a fallen angel.

In common knowledge, there are no angels named Kunkun.

"I didn't know you knew so much."

Krista stated frankly without any reservations: "Initially, we worshipped Samael, but since the ritual failed, the dark forces descended, and we were cursed, we have converted to Floros."

"It still doesn't make sense. Samael is one of the Seven Kings of Hell, while Flauros is just one of the Seventy-Two Demon Gods. You should convert to Belial to fight against him," Bruce said, puzzled.

Krista couldn't help but roll her eyes, clearly not wanting to get entangled in this issue.

At this point, Oliver speculated, "Perhaps Hell is more concerned with human relationships. Belial, being one of the Seven Kings, was reluctant to take over the Samael followers out of consideration for human feelings. So he arranged for a subordinate to act as a shield. If the other side really wanted to question him, he could use the subordinate to claim that he was ignorant in order to quell the conflict."

In fact, Oliver's prediction came true.

Floros was indeed a scapegoat.

The Seven Kings of Hell belong to the Fallen Angels camp and still have some lingering affection for each other. If they were truly going to break off relations, they would have already taken action to dispel Samael's power. Why would they bother with something as simple as just covering up a church?

(End of this chapter)