Chapter 66: I Want You to Be My Girlfriend

Inside the venomous snake cave.

Watching Lu Ming effortlessly slay the fully-buffed level 50 assassin, Soul Overlord, with a single strike, the remaining Soul Guild players were plunged into a state of stunned disbelief, unable to recover their senses for a long time.

When they finally snapped out of it and looked around, they discovered that Soul Guan Yu was nowhere to be seen.

"What the hell! Where is Brother Guan?"

"Brother Guan ran away! Let's run too!"

With that, the Soul players hastily initiated their escape routines.

Unfortunately, Lu Ming had no intention of letting any of them go.

"Since you've come, you can all stay here permanently!"

As he spoke, Lu Ming's eyes turned icy.

Throughout the cavern, the Death Lords immediately followed their master's command, launching an onslaught against the Soul players trapped inside!

Swish!

Swish!

War Stomp and Fortress of Life, dual formations maintained their continuous deployment.

Bolstered by [Sword Draw], Lu Ming's current panel attack power stood at a staggering 2,667 points.

Enhanced thirtyfold by the Level 3 comprehensive amplification, the attack power bonus granted to nearby teammates by War Stomp had already reached (Necromancer Master 600% Attack Power + 3,390) points!

This meant that the attack power bonus provided to the undead legion by War Stomp alone had reached a massive 19,392 points!

"Putting aside the bonus from Sword Draw, even with my full set of Bronze-tier Soul Equipment, my baseline panel attack power is only 381 points..."

Lu Ming understood that this was the normal, expected attack power attribute for a level 20 player.

Moreover, even with just these attributes, he already surpassed over 90% of level 20 players worldwide!

After all, not every player was capable of equipping a full set of Bronze-tier gear at level 20.

Yet at this very moment, the Death Lords—also only level 20—wielded an attack power close to 20,000 points...

Seeing this figure, even Lu Ming couldn't help but gasp in a breath of cold air: "Simply terrifying!"

Normally, a level 50 player equipped in full Bronze gear would maintain a defense attribute roughly between 4,000 and 5,000 points.

Against the assaults of Death Lords wielding nearly 20,000 attack power, the Soul players simply had no way to defend themselves!

Hum!

Hum!

Hum!

Accompanied by a series of blood-red marks appearing on the fleeing Soul Guild players, the Death Lords synchronized their Soul Shatter ability. In the eyes of those doomed players, the summons moved like emissaries from hell, instantly surging forward from dozens of yards away.

-19,625!

-19,976!

-19,111!

......

While not quite enough to instantly annihilate these level 50 Soul players whose health pools universally exceeded six figures, taking a blow like this still left them in agonizing shape!

Lu Ming emptied all the soul power he had previously accumulated, using every last drop to summon Tier 3 Death Lords.

Thus, the first round of Soul Shatter had barely concluded.

Before the targeted Soul players could even recover, a second wave of Soul Shatter descended upon them!

Following closely behind was the third wave!

The fourth wave!

The fifth wave...

Under the simultaneous encirclement of over a hundred Death Lords, the two dozen or so Soul players present were executed one by one.

The cost was the sacrifice of 35 Death Lords.

Because Lu Ming had not acquired skills that increased allies' armor or magic resistance, while the offensive lethality of the Death Lords was no longer inferior to a level 50 player, their defensive capabilities remained as fragile as glass.

However, for Lu Ming—who could at any time refine soul power from slain monsters to re-summon Death Lords—such minor sacrifices were of no consequence.

As the battle came to an end.

Surveying the ground littered with the corpses of the Soul players, Lu Ming instructed the Death Lords to gather the loot and refine the bodies.

As for himself, he hurriedly rushed toward the exit of the snake cave.

Because through shared vision, he had already caught wind of an unfavorable situation unfolding outside...

When Lu Ming emerged from the cave, he found the corpses of the Death Lords scattered haphazardly across the ground in every direction.

As for Soul Guan Yu, he was nowhere to be found.

Recalling the scene he had witnessed moments earlier through the shared vision of the external Death Lords.

Swish!

Faced with the siege of dozens of Death Lords, Soul Guan Yu's body had suddenly erupted with a crimson glow reminiscent of a berserk state.

The next moment, Soul Guan Yu fought as if possessed by a celestial deity.

Dozens of Death Lords executing Soul Shatter simultaneously failed to instantly kill him, managing to shave off only half of his health bar!

With a single horizontal sweep of his blade, Soul Guan Yu instantly annihilated all dozen or so Death Lords surrounding him!

The damage he dealt was converted into a Blood Demon Shield—thicker than his health bar itself—that enveloped and protected him.

Subsequently, Soul Guan Yu easily punched through the encirclement of the undead legion and fled far into the distance.

In his past life, Lu Ming seemed to have encountered this innate skill in his memories.

"If I'm not mistaken, this must be a five-star talent, Bloodthirsty Frenzy! It can drastically boost a player's overall attributes in a short period and convert dealt damage into a protective shield."

A one-in-a-million five-star account!

"It seems this National Server Rank 39 player actually has some tricks up his sleeve."

"However, I've remembered you."

Staring in the direction where Soul Guan Yu had fled, a glint of killing intent flashed in Lu Ming's eyes.

Meanwhile, Qin Churan stood blankly to the side.

Looking as though she had lost her soul, her gaze was fixed blankly on the distance, lost in thought.

The deaths of Blue Dragon, Black Tortoise, White Tiger, and Vermilion Bird dealt her a devastating psychological blow.

Especially when she opened WeChat and her gaze lingered on the group chat named [Ranran's Little Princess], Qin Churan could no longer hold it in, and she burst into bitter tears once again.

After a long while, she finally stopped crying.

Flipping through her contacts list, she found a friend saved under the name [Qin Feng]. Hesitating for a long time, she finally bit her lip and, with extreme reluctance, sent him a message: "I almost got killed just now..."

Qin Churan stared fixedly at the chat box.

After a long while.

The other party finally replied coldly with a single character: "Oh."

Qin Churan bit her lip until it turned purple, and tears of grievance unfeelingly spilled down her face once more.

Unreconciled, she sent another message: "It was done by people from the Soul Guild. His name is Soul Guan Yu."

Even though she knew what the reaction would be, at this moment, Qin Churan still harbored a desperate reluctance to give up, secretly hoping to see the other person show her even a shred of concern.

Even if it were just a message that made her feel the warmth of family.

Yet in the end, what she waited for was still a basin of icy water.

"As long as you agree to marry Wang Long, I will instantly make this person kneel before you and leave him at your mercy."

Qin Churan raised her head to look at the sky, refusing to let her tears fall.

The rain cleared, the clouds dispersed.

Gentle sunlight filtered through the dark clouds, casting its warmth upon Qin Churan's fair cheeks.

Bathed in the warm sun, at this moment, she seemed to find a sense of release.

She closed WeChat.

Turning to Lu Ming, she said, "Thank you. I won't forget what happened today."

"I owe you a life."

With that, Qin Churan turned around, preparing to leave.

Just then, Lu Ming's voice came from behind: "I'll help you get your revenge."

Qin Churan paused.

She turned back around, looking at Lu Ming with disbelief.

"You can't kill Soul Guan Yu," she murmured.

Lu Ming replied, "I can help you kill him. When the time comes, the fatal blow will be yours to strike."

Lu Ming's seemingly casual words struck directly into the deepest depths of Qin Churan's soul!

Like a sharp blade, they shattered the heavy shackles binding her heart.

Before Qin Churan even had time to feel moved, she heard Lu Ming add another sentence: "But I have one condition."

She was unable to utilize the power of the Slayer Guild to exact her revenge.

Yet relying on her own meager strength to avenge Ah Long, Little Wu, and the others was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

Lu Ming had become Qin Churan's only hope.

Her eyes glimmered with a faint light: "What condition?"

Lu Ming looked at Qin Churan and said, "After I help you complete your revenge."

"I want you to be my girlfriend."