Spare Me, Great Lord!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

It was an unforeseen plot twist. Fighters found themselves in a situation where they were unable to counterattack.

Everyone present was mired in agony. In an attempt to alleviate the excruciating pain, Evan Walsh immediately made full use of all his strength whereas Meng Jingchan utilized her elemental force, but it was to no avail!

The low-level Practitioners were already vomiting blood. The howl was so powerful that it had injured their organs.

No one had expected such an indiscriminate, incessant attack at the Koh Chang remains!

At the current moment, Evan Walsh had swallowed all his pride. He had a clear understanding of his own status and he knew that the same fate would await him had his constitution been slightly poorer!

However, neither could he survive the night!

Even if he could, what about the day after?!

Smothering his pain, he glanced around but only to see another person still safe and sound! It was the Chinese teenager named Lu Mu!

“Why are you still fine?!” Evan Walsh asked, his face twisted in pain.

Lu Shu looked at him, confused, “Huh?”

“I’m asking you why you are still okay!” Evan repeated, then realized that fellow could not understand English!

Then, Lu Shu plucked out his earplugs and turned to Meng Jingchan, “What did he say? I didn’t hear.”

His action shocked everyone present. Was it not a simple and straightforward solution?!

“From Evan Walsh’s distress, +666…”

“From Meng Jingchan’s distress, +199…”

“From…”

Seeing the surge of distress points, Lu Shu put his earplugs back in, satisfied, while the others were busy tearing up their clothes for makeshift earplugs.

When they were dumped into a world full of supernatural ideas like magic, cultivation and odd howling, people were inclined to overlook common sense.

It was just like the safest spot to sleep in class was the first row, as teachers tended to neglect that area when they projected their eyes outwards from the podium.

But… Why did you not tell us earlier?! Besides, this method was so tacky and lacked class!

That reminded them of Lu Shu’s story telling session earlier on the beach. His logic was always so elementary that no one was ever impressed by it.

But it was exactly his unsophisticated mind that came up with this genius idea…

Meng Jingchan was wondering, had he reached the level of seeing through the nature of all matters?

Because she secretly thought Lu Shu was an expert, she had imagined a million images of Lu Shu in her head.

While in reality, he only wanted to gain some distress points…

To him, what was the use of benefits if you did not go get them…

The group circled around in front of the flickering alcohol-fueled stove without a word, as they could not hear one another anyway.

The two girls had forged a sense of dependence with the two Class D Metahumans. At the current moment, they openly leaned against each other. Sometimes, it was hard to tell whether it was love that stemmed from moments of hardships.

One of the girls suddenly whipped out her phone. She typed on her keyboard and showed the other person her screen as a means of communication.

Despite having no signal coverage, other functions still worked.

Smart girl! But why did you not use your brains earlier? Oh yes, of course, it was because of love…

Sensing no further changes, Lu Shu left the team without any more worries. Although curious, Meng Jingchan did not have the courage to follow him into the darkness. Even she had an innate fear towards the unknown.

Suddenly, a thought came across Lu Shu’s mind. As he had observed earlier, gargoyles were made of stone, but their claws appeared metallic. Strangely, they looked like forged products.

Then, could it be possible that gargoyles themselves were magical weapons in nature?

He had to test it out.

However, no single gargoyle emerged from the stones after Lu Shu had been trekking a new route for a long time. Weird. Where did they go?!

Could they be day-time creatures that needed to replenish their sleep at night? Lu Shu almost believed his own false theory…

He knocked on a sizable stone, “Hello? Anybody home?!”

Just when he finished knocking, a crevice slowly cracked open in the stone, but at a much slower rate than before.

Lu Shu was stunned… What the heck, there you are!

He found it weirdly hilarious. Peeking through the slit, the gargoyle was staring back at him unemotionally without any further action.

“What’s this?” to his surprise, Lu Shu witnessed the gradual transmission of dark blue energy from the stone to the gargoyle. The rocks turned out to be the charger for their daily activities!

It was a wild guess, though, given the strange happenings in the remains.

Before the gargoyle broke free, Lu Shu poured in his divine water proactively. In the next second, the gargoyle was completely surrounded by the golden glow.

Lu Shu held his breath in astonishment, “Is it really corroding it?!”

In his gaze, the gargoyle’s body was rapidly corroded away. Upon its complete disappearance, a wisp of black smoke suddenly came into existence within the golden radiance and barged about as if unwilling to be swallowed. But it could not outrun the powerful control of the water. Slowly but steadily, the digestion of the smoke had increased the volume of the water too!

This time, it took the divine water a whole half an hour to absorb the seemingly tough smoke.

Besides, it appeared that it was the smoke, not the gargoyle itself, that resulted in an increase in the water volume.

Lu Shu did a rough estimate, which concluded that the energy provided by one gargoyle was almost equivalent to that by a broken magical weapon.

What did that mean?

Lu Shu eyed the stones in the darkness. One hour for two gargoyles, meaning he could get an amount of energy equal to twenty plus pieces of broken weapons.

Despite the low productivity, what was most important was that, it was FREE!