Alec was the last one left, drenched in sweat and trembling with terror. He stammered, "P-Please! H-Hold on! Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you everything! Yes, a Holtrien man did pass through, but he looked dirt poor, so we didn't bother with him! He ate a meal and then headed into the wasteland. He…"Marshall did not wait for him to finish. His arm swept through the air, and blue energy formed a blade that sliced cleanly across Alec's throat.Alec's head hit the ground with a thud. The townspeople finally lost all control, screaming in panic as they scattered in every direction. However, a little girl clutching a doll suddenly rushed in.Tears streamed down her face as she shouted at Marshall, "You're a bad man! You killed my daddy! I'm going to kill you! Go to hell!"The girl was trembling with fear, yet she stared defiantly at Marshall.Crouching down, Marshall smiled brightly and asked, "The mayor was your daddy, right?"Tears poured from the girl's eyes as she glare

Andrew moved closer to examine it and found a creature that looked like a wild boar, yet was not quite a boar. Its body was as large as a tiger's, and it was filthy, with patches of corpse rot showing through the skin.Ugly, decaying flesh was covered in coarse black bristles.Those bristles rustled faintly, like the last few strands of dry hair on an old man.In an instant, Andrew realized what it was.In an instant, Andrew deduced that this must be a wild boar that had mutated from feeding on corpses for an extended period. Normal boars never grew to this size, but Wraith Graveyard was littered with dead bodies.This boar had gorged itself for so long that it had transformed. Its organs had begun to rot and fall off, its ferocity had intensified, and it had become a mindless killer that attacked anything living on sight.Not far from the dead boar's carcass lay a human body. The corpse was sprawled face-up and had been dead for at least two days, with all its internal organs com

Jeremy looked confused. "That important figure is just someone with a prestigious status. As for actual power, she's only at the lower Duke level. Besides, she was already severely wounded by a Ludendorff family expert. Most importantly, she's an angel from Lomuia Grand Cathedral!"If we can capture someone like that and deliver her to the Ludendorff family, the Lone Wolf Mercenary Group will never have to worry about money again. We'll be set for life with wealth and glory beyond our wildest dreams!"Andrew immediately realized something was off. "Severely wounded by the Ludendorff family? And she's an angel from Lomuia Grand Cathedral? So you're saying the person you're trying to capture is from Lomuia Grand Cathedral?"Jeremy grinned and winked suggestively. "Of course! Sir, you came all the way into this deep alone… Don't tell me you're not here for Ms. Rosemary Clooney? In the Outlands, the Ivory Seraph of Lomuia Grand Cathedral is every man's dream woman! They say she is liter

The Cerulean Tide surged even more violently.Andrew leaped up and climbed onto a crumbling wall. The tide flowed right beneath his feet, and wherever it passed, countless wraiths surged through like an undead army.Even someone with Andrew's nerves could not help breaking into a cold sweat. With this many spirits, even a martial god would have to retreat.This cursed graveyard was truly treacherous.The main problem was that these spirits could continuously draw energy from the tide to sustain themselves. It was like deploying an army that carried its own supply line. Wherever the tide reached, the battlefield followed, and it never worried about resources.Andrew waited atop the wall, watching for the tide to recede. Suddenly, a soft white glow lit up in the darkness not far away.At the same time, a cold, distant voice reached Andrew's ears."If you don't want to die, you'd better follow me. The place where you're standing will soon be swallowed by the tide, and there's nowhe

The spirits outside were at least normal human height and looked ragged and tattered. However, this spirit's size and the oppressive pressure it exerted were extraordinary.Andrew estimated it possessed at least peak martial god-level strength. Even after death, its resentment could condense into such a powerful, vengeful spirit. It was hard to imagine how heaven-defying the living person behind this spirit must have been.At the very least, it must have stood far above humanity, ruling over the very peak of mortals."I warned you, but you didn't listen," Rosemary said with a hint of mockery as Andrew retreated. "Now you're feeling uncomfortable, aren't you? Let me add one more thing: if you get within 1000 feet of this spirit, it'll immediately detect your location and launch an attack."Andrew remained silent, his expression thoughtful.Rosemary proposed again, "We should cooperate, and then we can leave this cursed place. As you've seen, the only way forward is to get past this