[Exorcism Grease]: Can be applied to weapons, granting a targeted special effect for dismantling flesh abominations.

[Blessing Potion]: Resists the whispers of the Old Era and the corrosion of corrupting blood, dispels mental confusion and fear, and ensures perfect flow through one’s Rune Circuits for one minute.

New items suddenly appeared in the Rune Store.

“This is good stuff,” everyone exclaimed with excitement.

Both potions were special items designed specifically to counter flesh abominations.

At such a critical, unexpected moment, they were an absolute godsend.

And that wasn’t all.

The weapons workshop had also stocked new, high-quality items.

‘Evil-Breaking Bullets,’ ‘Evil-Breaking Arrows,’ ‘Concussion Grenades,’ and the ‘Star-Swirl Heavy Crossbow’—all of them came with properties specifically targeting flesh abominations.

Once someone pointed it out, a mad scramble to buy them immediately ensued.

As for the prices, they were far beyond the reach of any commoner.

Despite a limited-time discount, a single vial of Exorcism Grease was priced at one Level 7 Rune—an exorbitant sum that was nearly impossible for the average Spellcaster to afford.

Meanwhile.

Su Chen’s body had been completely reforged by his Soul Sublimation. The resulting leap in his life-energy levels, a transformation from the inside out, had increased All Attributes by +30.

Body Attributes: Power 83 / Physique 140 / Agility 81 / Intelligence 83 / Perception 95 (Does not include the bonus from the Magic Blessing ‘Rune Demon Body’)

Body Traits: Vitality Burst, Steel Bones and Iron Flesh

Even setting aside his Elemental Rune Power and Magic Armor, just looking at his physical stats alone, Su Chen was far stronger than the movie version of Wolverine.

With a single standing jump, he could easily leap over thirty meters into the air.

His Perception was magnified immensely. The microscopic particles in the air, sluggish from the Star Ring’s suppression, were now rendered in perfect, vivid detail within his Sea of Consciousness.

Although he was still at Telekinesis Lv11, Su Chen could feel that both its output power and its fine-control precision had also significantly increased.

HUMMM!

At the same time, the Level 6 crystal prism tower at the center of the city began to radiate an increasingly brilliant, sacred ripple.

In every area covered by this halo of light, the Elemental Suppression from the Broken Star Ring was instantly and forcibly suppressed to a safe level of less than 5%.

“The suppression is fading! I can use my Fireball Technique again!”

“Healing spells are working normally again!”

The Mages inside the city, bathed in the halo’s light, cried out in ecstasy.

However, a grim reality could not be ignored.

The personnel atop the eastern city walls, at least, couldn’t bring themselves to smile. Perhaps limited by the tower’s own structural integrity, the warm halo only managed to encompass about 25% of Dongfu City’s core Earth Realm, unable to advance a single inch further.

This meant that the vast outer defenses of the Eastern Territory, along with the isolated outposts and strongholds on the city’s fringes, were still subject to intense Elemental Suppression and caught in a raging tide of flesh.

The real test had only just begun.

…

「The outer defense line of Dongfu City’s Eastern Territory.」

Spurred on by the corrupting blood energy spiraling down from the Broken Star Ring, the cave dwellers grew ever more frenzied.

“HRAAAGH!”

A giant, grotesquely bloated cave dweller with a massively swollen chest charged up to a Supply Station and suddenly wrenched open its cavernous maw, which split its face to the base of its ears.

WHOOSH!

The lung structure inside its chest had long since transformed into a biological high-pressure pump. As it inhaled violently, the surrounding air formed a small vortex.

The next second, an immense, transparent ripple erupted from its mouth, accompanied by an eardrum-shattering boom.

BOOM!

The violent sonic wave, carrying a foul wind, crossed a hundred meters in an instant. Under the vibration of the high-frequency sound, the entire Supply Station building was instantly obliterated.

The personnel still inside who hadn’t escaped all began bleeding from their eyes, ears, and noses. Even their internal organs were pulverized by the vibrations, and they collapsed one after another with agonizing screams.

Beside this monster that commanded the power of a Sound Cannon were several other cave dwellers, their arms completely mutated into ghastly white Bone Blades.

The horrifying, savage Bone Blades vibrated at a high frequency, like revving chainsaws. A Warrior wielding an enchanted heavy shield roared and charged forward to meet one, only to be sliced in two—shield and all—as if by a hot knife through butter.

And this was just the tip of the iceberg of the invasion crisis.

Fortunately, they were not entirely without the means to fight back.

“Melee units, fall back! Get back here and grease your weapons!”

“Quick, apply the Exorcism Grease to the bullets and arrows!”

The targeted supplies just redeemed from the Rune Store were rapidly transported to the front lines. Smears of faintly glowing grease were applied to swords, bullets, and arrows.

When the two sides clashed again, blades could finally slice through the monsters’ tough, keratinous hides. The roar of gunfire echoed as bullets bloomed into bursts of white, flesh-purifying flames amidst the horde.

Though teetering on the brink of collapse, the defensive line was just barely maintaining a brutal, bloody stalemate.

…

Shifting the view to the Qingye Collection campsite, it was clear that they, too, were in trouble.

Interestingly, major events like the Parasite Tide and the Battle of the Twin Cities had barely impacted this isolated corner of the world, which had remained relatively peaceful overall.

So much so that…

After the many recent upheavals, considering the limited supplies elsewhere and the convenience of leveling up in the wild here, many people had simply moved back.

Among them was Feng Zhiyuan, a man once admired by all, who had held the title of ‘Number One Player at the Campsite’.

The owner of the archery hall had always been arrogant, but… there was always someone better.

In both of the major events, he had only barely managed to scrape into the top tier of players.

Worse still, he had tragically lost his son during the invasion of the Olan People.

As he watched the dark tide of cave dwellers flood into the base, his eyes widened in horror. The fortifications they had once built from abandoned vehicles seemed as fragile as children’s toys before these physically powerful monsters.

“Bastards!”

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