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Moreover, there was an unexpected gain.

Since the Crystal Mage and the Iris Flowers spent a great deal of ti together, he also knew what abilities the path of the Storm Knight possessed.

Specifically, there were three abilities, and evolution was based on these.

One of the Knights of the Apocalypse, the Storm Knight Mien, known as the Storm, yet he had little mastery over storm abilities.

The impression he left on others was rely him wielding a greatsword, or placing his own head under the sword.

However, the three abilities were completely opposite to the image of Mien that Lind had understood.

The first, nad “Mien’s Soul Blade,” shaped a sword out of the soul to use as a weapon for attacks.

“Strength cos from your soul.”

The Crystal Mage said, “The Iris Flowers, when facing the Abyss, are unwilling to use this power.

It would accelerate their infections.”

Attacking directly with the soul, though unbound by physical weapons, could also be influenced.

The second was nad “Mien’s Invisible Blade,” capable of erasing the presence of the weapon completely, making it unseen and undetectable.

The third was nad “Mien’s Storm Blade,” straightforward and sure to hit!

Lind had once been bombarded by a focused attack from the Iris Flowers and could only grit his teeth and endure.

It was this move.

In the following period, Lind constantly adjusted his state and drank Magic Potions.

A disappointing fact was that the path of the Storm Knight, as an extension of the Sun Knight, shared its anthology with “Praise the Sun.” Lind had hoped to casually grab an anthology and conjure up a crest, but the only option left to him was the Crimson Knight’s Fire Lizard Crest.

On the day he successfully advanced to an epic-level Storm Knight, the weather was fine and clear.

The atmosphere was just right.

Miss Miko had just finished reading a thick to and erged from her tent, rubbing her head.

Boom!

A huge crystal barrier appeared out of thin air and crashed heavily to the ground.

“ntor?” Miko grabbed her Magic Wand, cast an Acceleration Magic on herself, and swiftly skated over to the crystal barrier.

The Crystal Mage was fully prepared, while a familiar figure stood opposite.

Lind!

In his right hand, he held an energy blade emanating a twisted, evil soul aura, writhing and struggling.

“What is that?”

“Soul Blade!” the Crystal Mage said starkly, “His soul has been completely corrupted.

I can only hold him off for a short while.

Flee imdiately!

We have lost this battle!”

“But…” Miko looked at Lind opposite her, who was even blinking at her.

“ntor, just because he carries the aura of the Abyss doesn’t necessarily an there’s a problem,” she said.

“Don’t let love cloud your judgnt, Miko!” the Crystal Mage chided, “Our purpose in life should be much greater.”

“Love?!” Miko felt the Crystal Mage was the one who was corrupted.

And Lind was already walking towards them.

“Mage, what are you doing?” Lind was also puzzled.

He had just experinted with “Mien’s Soul Blade;” why had the Crystal Mage suddenly beco so anxious?

“Do not think to bewitch with your abyssal tongue!

Abyssal Calamity!” The Crystal Mage’s beard fluttered, suggesting he was ready to fight to the death if Lind spoke further.

“What’s wrong with your Soul Blade?

It’s filled with an evil aura!” Miko pointed out the core issue.

“This?”

Lind raised his hand, the black blade emitting a rich evil aura making the Crystal Mage’s eyes bulge, ready to fight fiercely.

But in the next mont, Lind also raised his left hand, quickly condensing a pure blue, translucent Soul Blade.

“Such a pure soul.”

The Crystal Mage could not help but exclaim, as from the purity of the Soul Blade alone, Lind’s soul was completely untainted.

This was impossible.

Just staying near the Great Rift and living in such an environnt for a while would definitely affect one’s spirit.

But a soul does not lie.

“What exactly are you?” the Crystal Mage couldn’t help but ask.

Owning both a tainted and pure soul.

An inherently contradictory existence.

Lind relaxed his hand, darkness and purity fading as the evil and vibrant blue soul blades disappeared simultaneously.

“I am Lind Armand.”

He did not need to be defined by anything.

If he had to have a label, he wished to be known as the friendly village chief of Newbie Village, a good father to the Undead.

The Crystal Mage lifted his Magic Wand and tapped the crystal barrier.

He could only assu, for the mont, that Lind was without fault, since a pure soul could not be faked.

Imdiately, the barrier shattered, its fragnts floating weightlessly in the air like snowflakes, the sunlight striking the broken pieces and casting a rainbow of colors.

“Can you dispel the Abyss?” the Crystal Mage wondered, believing he had found a reasonable explanation.

He rolled up his voluminous sleeves.

At the crook of his arm, a dark, viscous liquid droplet of an abscess pulsed like a heartbeat.

Everyone who had ever struggled in the fortress was inevitably infected by this thing.

Yet Lind, who had spent a long ti in the fortress, still remained pure, or rather, he had managed to separate evil from purity, which was utterly astonishing.

“Is this a curse from the Abyss?” Lind asked.

“A collection of calamities, it is endless,” the Crystal Mage said.

“It resides in the deepest depths, manipulating the curses.”

Lind, however, flicked his hand and directly produced a Soul Blade the size of a scalpel.

The Crystal Mage was shocked by his powerful control.

Then, Lind used his pure Soul Blade to cut off his abscess.

“Your soul will…” The Crystal Mage tried to stop him, but his speed and strength were no match for Lind’s, and he could only watch helplessly.

Lind’s Blade was stained black.

But in the next mont, the Soul Blade was clean again.

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[Update 2.1: Level cap unlocked, now can be raised to level 30; live-streaming feature enabled, video capture can be stread via a data connection to a computer.]

A sudden update.

And the content of the update was sowhat beyond his expectations.

The unlocking of the level cap was not an issue, as according to Lind’s guess, the Undead were supposed to be unlocked to level 30 during the public beta 1.0 version, which corresponds to the standard of Upper Rank Great Knights/Wizards.

However, for so reasons, the unlocking of the level cap had been delayed.

At level 30, with nearly ten thousand Upper Rank Great Knights and Wizards, Lind felt he could now blow the horn for the attack on the Abyss.

With such a force, killing himself seed no difficult task, making it very important to quickly increase his own health bar.

As everyone knows, as long as the Undead are not killed in one hit and can manage to inflict even a slight damage, the outco is certain—they will inevitably win.

Now, with the existence of live-streaming, Lind had countless surveillance caras; as long as he locked onto certain strears’ channels, he could know everything happening in their locations.

He could also make an appearance when he had ti, let other Undead recognize him, and surely his reputation as a just fighter would serve so purpose.

Following the hot update, the Undead almost instinctively found Lind.

“As long as your contributions are sufficient, you can exchange them for Upper Rank Magic Potions!” Lind generously made the promise.

Advancent paths for Upper Rank Sun Knights, Upper Rank Golden Oath Knights, Bards, Rune ssengers, Snake Catchers, and so on were more than enough to dazzle the eyes of the Undead.

For Wizards, there were also traditional paths like the Moon Witch, Morena’s Necromancer, Brittany’s Perfur, etc.

At this stage, the main role of Wizards in battle was concentrated fire attacks and ranged assaults; they had little to offer in a 1v1 situation, but the temptations of various Enchantnts and brewing Magic Potions made it hard for the Undead to resist.

Once a path was started, there was no turning back.

Even if all of this was explained to the Undead, they would not care—they always found a way.

For now, it was best to enjoy themselves montarily.

The ga surely wouldn’t present a career that was completely blocked off.

Thanks to Lind’s early warning, regions accelerated the brewing of Magic Potions, making an all-out effort to stock up for this exchange frenzy.

The process was thrilling yet safe.

In just a few days, the entire fortress would possess nearly ten thousand Upper Rank Great Knights and Wizards, a terrifying force capable of easily sweeping through the Rand Kingdom.

With such an army at his command, Lind’s first thought every day was not about his invincibility but rather the worry that the Undead would suddenly surround him and force him to replay his own adventure.

The invasion into the Abyss felt oddly relaxed.

The black sli and the rock-colored lizard breathed a sigh of relief: “You are right.”

“What should we do now, keep attacking, or wait for the Monarch to awaken?”

“You are absolutely right.”

Since there was no longer an issue, adhering to the principle of “more action, more errors; no action, no errors,” he decided to continue doing nothing at all.