Chapter 94: Mortals are mortals after all

[You have been mentally polluted by the spirit of the corrupt law. You are forced to make a will judgment. The judgment is successful. You are exempt from this mental pollution.]

Looking at the tall corrupt spirit, the system prompt appeared in front of Lear. He only felt a sharp pain in his head, but the pain soon disappeared.

The spiritual pollution of mythical creatures. Every law god that comes to the world will carry such pollution. Those who look directly at the true body of the god will be affected by the pollution. Only those with strong will and good luck can resist the erosion of pollution.

This is what it means not to look directly at God.

The body of the Corrupted True Spirit is extremely tall, even taller than the rotten giant in the slums.

The expressions of all those who witnessed the true body of the corrupt spirit twisted and their minds became confused.

Dancing and twisting her hands.

This spiritual pollution will not be eliminated until the corrupt true spirit disappears completely.

Lear saw some people crawling on the ground and wriggling like worms, while others were hugging the street lamps and kissing them madly.

The nobles in the noble area had not yet been removed, and now their ugly behavior was exposed.

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In the Lord's Cemetery, after the Corrupt Spirit descended, its tentacles danced wildly, appearing extremely excited.

"Is this the new world? I finally escaped from that damn old dream!" An illusory voice passed through everyone's heart like a tide.

Albert and Sylvia were the first to awaken from the mental pollution, but the others were not so lucky.

Greta also woke up, and as soon as she woke up, she saw Avian rushing towards her with red eyes.

"Brother, can't you care more about your sister? Do you know how worried I have been about you over the years?"

Avian hugged Greta as if she was someone else.

Greta was so upset that she pushed Avian but couldn't break free.

Many nobles around also went into a frenzy of confusion, twisting their bodies and intertwining with each other.

"Greta, take Avian away immediately!" Albert's face was extremely solemn, and he gave the order directly to Greta who was awake beside him.

The corrupt true spirit in front of him possessed incredible power. Although from the perspective of power level, it was only at the peak of the extraordinary level and had not broken through the saint level, the aura it exuded was the most powerful Albert had ever seen in his life! Greta looked at Albert's serious expression and felt a chill in her heart. It was the first time she saw her uncle Albert so serious.

Without hesitation, she couldn't care less at the moment.

Greta let Avian rub against her, hugging her and kissing her from time to time, then she picked up Avian by the waist and ran straight outside.

"You naughty brother, how can you hug your sister like this?" Avian was still talking nonsense, and Greta could only run wildly with her face red and her head down.

“Are you the ones who want to stop me from coming?” In the sky, the Corrupted True Spirit also lowered his head and looked at the few professionals who remained sane. When he saw the professionals from the Golden Church, an expression of disgust appeared on his face.

"You are followers of that bitch, the Golden Law! The Golden Law again!" The Corrupt Spirit was angry.

The tentacles on its body directly wrapped around Sylvia below.

"I can sense the strongest aura of the Golden Law on you! You must be someone favored by the Golden Law. I will let you fall into corruption!"

Sylvia's heart tightened when he saw this, and he quickly dodged the attack of the Corrupt Spirit.

Albert rushed forward and slashed the tentacles of the corrupt spirit with his giant sword. The powerful force directly cut off the tentacles.

But soon, under the power of the corrupt law, the tentacles began to grow again.

"Fire of Purification!" Sylvia also waved the scepter, and the sacred golden law light burned into flames, burning the surrounding tentacles into ashes.

"Damn the Golden Law!" The corrupt spirit roared, and more tentacles swept over.

Everyone was struggling to resist the attack of the corrupt spirit. Albert took a deep breath. The opponent's strength was no worse than his, and was even stronger.

There was no doubt that this was the most powerful creature he had ever encountered, but he was not afraid. Instead, he became excited. How long had it been since he had truly fought with all his strength?

His expression became excited, and the shadow of a mad lion appeared behind Albert.

Roar! A deafening roar! Albert's golden hair spread out, and the shadow of a mad lion merged into his body, as if he had turned into a lion-man, and the giant sword in his hand also took on a deep red halo.

He exerted force with his feet, and cracks instantly appeared on the ground. Then he jumped high, and the giant sword with a deep red light slashed towards the corrupt spirit in the sky.

A trace of caution appeared in the eyes of the Corrupted Spirit. He raised his hand, and the tentacles formed a shield of rotten meat in his hand, blocking Albert.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Albert didn't care and swung his sword down directly.

Boom! With a roar, the Corrupted True Spirit was knocked back a distance, and the rotten meat shield in his hand was split in half. The giant sword slashed on the slender arm of the Corrupted True Spirit, cutting the arm in half!

The severed arm fell to the ground, and black mist and liquid continued to leak out from the broken part of the arm.

The scene fell into silence, and smiles appeared on the faces of many professionals. Albert's strength gave them hope of defeating the corrupt spirit.

But such hope was soon shattered by a cold voice, "Human, I admit that you are powerful, but..."

"Mortals are only mortals, but I am a god!"

The broken arm on the ground trembled for a moment, and then exploded. Countless dark pus splashed out and landed on the obviously crazy and chaotic professionals around them, as well as some professionals who didn't have time to dodge.

The body of the professional stained by the dark pus quickly decayed, and his eyes were gradually eroded by the dark green power of the law of corruption.

They stopped twisting their bodies frantically and stood up slowly, staring at Albert and others in the center with sinister eyes.

"That should be your greatest power. You cut off my arm, but it doesn't matter at all, just like the hair of you humans."

The Corruption Spirit said contemptuously, "I am the Corruption Spirit, the embodiment of the law of corruption. As long as there is the power of corruption, I am invincible!"

As he spoke, thick black mist rolled up. Under the desperate gaze of the crowd, the mist gathered at the broken end of the Corrupted Spirit's arm, and soon, a new arm grew out.

From a distance, Lear watched all this.

The power of the Corrupted Spirit was beyond his expectations. Players in the past had experienced several battles against the Spirits of Law, but none as strange as the Corrupted Spirit.

In Lear's sight, the health bar of the Corrupted Spirit that had been cut down by Albert was restored in an instant. It was completely unreasonable!

(End of this chapter)