My Salvation Game Became true?!

Chapter 316 - 316 278 Warrior (Request for Monthly Ticket)

?Chapter 316: Chapter 278: Warrior (Request for Monthly Ticket) Chapter 316: Chapter 278: Warrior (Request for Monthly Ticket) Ghastly Realm, a land covered in the ruins of buildings, shrouded in grey fog.

Chilly winds howled, their screams resounding.

A faint orange glow blossomed within, dimly illuminating the outline of a human figure.

One hand holding a lantern, the other grasping a heavy sword.

The lantern’s light was weak, it seemed unable to scatter the thick, pervasive grey fog, rendering the figure’s silhouette hazy and its movements stumbling.

“Roar——!”

The grey fog suddenly shook and a huge head burst forth, its ferocious teeth bared as it dove down.

Diving toward that blurry and tiny shadow.

In a split second, the shadow raised its heavy sword, and a burst of orange light flared up around it. Both the figure and the sword were enveloped in the flame, blasting off the ground and dragging behind streaks of light. She slashed out with a brilliant orange sword light.

Boom——!

The colossal head fell to the ground, sinking deeply; a savage wound over ten meters long nearly cleaved the entire head in two.

The remaining flames were fierce, the fog thick and rampant.

The figure that landed suddenly staggered, their face flush with an unhealthy red, coughing up black-stained blood.

She grabbed the lantern and fled swiftly; moments later, terrifying roars echoed from where the disastrous Mysterious Evil was severed.

She continued to flee for several kilometers before slowing down slightly.

Forced to support her body with her heavy sword, she was now gasping incessantly.

Her complexion was unnaturally flushed, eyes bloodshot, her face smeared with blood and filth melded into her disheveled hair—she looked as though she had emerged from a cesspool of mud.

Her armor was in shambles, with much of her skin exposed—not the least bit enticing, because these places were either filled with coagulated blood or had grown patches of black, and one could vaguely discern flesh sprouting woundishly from within like writhing maggots, the black patches slowly changing as if about to grow a human face.

It was eerie and deeply unsettling.

Citina gasped for breath, her voice tinged with uncontrollable moans.

And despair.

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