In the Name of Empress

Chapter 727 404: Fortunately Unconscious (Part 2)

Roland really wanted to complain about Sofia setting him up.

Handling three simple waves of ordinary monsters on his own, and throwing the elite monsters at him?

Complaints aside, Roland quickly adapted and directly summoned the Holy Light, slamming it down hard.

Sofia descended into the Netherworld with her physical body, shining like high beams at night, clearly not planning to hide.

She could flash high beams, so what's the harm in him flashing a flashlight?

In the Netherworld, Sofia's physical form was much more conspicuous than the Holy Light.

The dazzling light descended, and the Nether Knight's body and armor emitted a sizzling sound, quickly defeated by the purification of Holy Light.

Although they had formidable physical defense, they couldn't withstand magical damage.

Just as Roland was about to pursue, he heard a faint sigh from behind him.

It was Sofia.

Obviously, she was regretful of his victory through exploiting the attributes.

Though Sofia also used the power of Destruction and Rebirth, she didn't directly use extraordinary power to destroy the enemy. Instead, she enhanced herself and used the most countered physical attack to solve the enemy.

Roland's cheeks turned slightly red; he gave a loud shout, energized himself, infused Holy Light into his body, grabbed his scepter and shield, and charged forward.

He didn't use any tactics, but simply relied on the weight of his blunt instrument and shield to smash hard.

A heavy sword without a blade, great skill without effort.

With each smashing throw, his wrists became more and more sore,

Just when the soreness was about to overwhelm him, he was surprised to find his wrist becoming lighter, as he had passed the hardest moment of endurance.

It was like passing a threshold; his ability to wield heavy weapons had leaped forward.

This time, without Sofia reminding him, he didn't plan to leave.

"I will continue with the next wave, you cover me,"

Roland's spirits soared.

"Are you sure? The next ones coming won't be so simple." Sofia raised her eyebrows slightly.

Roland snorted softly, old woman, can you even talk? Can a man ever admit he's not capable?

Even if the General commanding the Nether Knights came, he was ready to give it his all and stand his ground.

As he cheered himself on, praying for not-so-bad luck, the air seemed to turn several degrees colder.

Without time to think, he instinctively raised his shield to block.

The sound of clattering like raindrops rang out, Roland retreated three steps, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, and barely managed to steady himself.

The black mist in the air gradually condensed, appearing before him.

"A human in spirit form, and... a living person?!"

The condensing black mist formed the Netherworld Grand General, who stared at Roland and Sofia in astonishment, emitting a piercing shriek.

"Roland, take action."

Sofia's voice was still in the air as she already lunged forward.

The Netherworld General shrieked to call for reinforcements, causing a major situation.

The Netherworld General must be swiftly eliminated to find an opportunity to move on.

Since the enemy didn't play fair, Sofia wasn't going to be stubborn. If they liked to call for help, then they could use their lives as compensation.

Roland, of course, wouldn't adhere to any one-on-one duel rules.

What a joke.

A one-on-one duel is the rule for knights sparring, a way for human nobility to turn war into a game. These Nether Knights aren't even human, so why use human rules?

The Holy Light shone fiercely into the eyes of the Netherworld Grand General.

His eyes were somewhat human-like, unlike the elite Nether Knights, but only had whites, without pupils—clearly not human.

White eyes work well in dark environments, but their sensitivity to light is many times that of normal eyes, making them very susceptible to bright light.

Roland didn't play fair; he used the Holy Light as a flare, blinding the Netherworld Grand General.

The Netherworld Grand General, like someone blinded by high beams at night, momentarily dazed.

This moment of shock determined his tragic fate.

Sofia and Roland attacked simultaneously, directly annihilating him.

He died, thoroughly. Roland blinded him, Sofia severed his life with a sword, then used the power of Rebirth to send him into reincarnation.

But the Netherworld Grand General fundamentally lacked a soul. He was originally a conglomeration of numerous grievances, these grievances did not originate from a single person; once activated, they would instantly explode.

The Netherworld Grand General virtually exploded immediately, vanishing without a trace, leaving only a ruined set of armor, as even the long saber was taken by Sofia.

A large number of reinforcements arrived quickly, only to see two distant bright spots rapidly moving away.

The culprits had already fled!

Pursue!

The arriving Netherworld arbiters glared into the direction where Roland and Sofia vanished, coldly issuing the pursuit order.

Entering the Netherworld in a spirit form rather than a soul body is already highly disrespectful, but strictly speaking, a spirit body is not a living person. They could still grit their teeth and tolerate it. However, Sofia entering the Netherworld in physical form was pure provocation.

Sofia hadn't concealed her movements, nor could she, so they were spotted and hunted by the Nether Knights as soon as they approached the Nether River.

The high-ranking arbiters of the Netherworld only grasped the general situation before handing it over to their subordinates to deal with.

Instances of living people forcibly entering the Netherworld are rare, but not unheard of.

They had plenty of experience dealing with such blasphemous behaviors.

Who knows which bastard spread the rumor that finding the scribe who holds the list of life and death in the Netherworld could alter lifespans, allowing one to live as long as they wanted, causing a wave of living visitors.

To put a stop to such incidents, the Netherworld's top echelon made harsh decisions, killing all the intruding living beings and turning them into specimens displayed at the entrance to the Netherworld, reconstructed by the Netherworld's guardian dogs after ingestion and excretion.

This time's living people, of course, had to be dealt with according to protocol.