Weak!
Too weak!
Looking at the Butcher Ghoul who couldn’t even withstand a single strike from him and was directly heavily injured.
Rod directly reached out to grab the Butcher Ghoul’s neck.
Sacrifice!
A flash of light, and the Butcher Ghoul let out a shrill scream.
It directly turned into nothingness.
Rod narrowed his eyes and felt the gains he had made this time.
His spirit had increased a lot, but his strength hadn’t changed.
The power of Ghouls came from their souls, and his soul was far inferior to his physique.
Therefore, sacrificing a Ghoul gave him a significant boost to his soul.
The body is the carrier of life, and the soul is the source of the spirit. The strengthening of the soul also strengthens the spirit.
Now, he was most lacking in spiritual power.
After all, whether it was magic, alchemy, or potion-making, it required enough magic power.
And the strength of magic power mainly depended on the strength of the spirit.
Feeling the trembling Chaos Blade in his hand, Rod didn’t pay any attention to it.
After the Sigh of the Dead killed a creature, it could devour the other’s soul to become stronger.
But he didn’t have enough Ghouls to use, let alone give them to others.
No matter how powerful external objects were, they were ultimately inferior to one’s own strength.
Hum!
The weapon, deprived of the soul’s breath, slowly calmed down.
“This guy is a chef?”
Rod’s expression suddenly became a little strange.
After sacrificing the Butcher Ghoul, in addition to the strengthening of his soul power, he also gained some of the abilities that the Ghoul had mastered during his lifetime.
Other miscellaneous things were of little value.
However, the culinary arts were interesting.
Digesting the complex culinary knowledge in his mind, his eyes lit up slightly.
Although he wasn’t a professional chef, he could tell that this guy’s culinary skills were not bad, with various top-tier Western cuisine dishes he’d never even heard of.
This Ghoul’s legacy included detailed operating procedures and experience.
This Butcher Ghoul must have been a chef in his lifetime.
Moreover, he was a pretty damn good chef.
Although he wasn’t interested in being a chef, it was always good to have more skills at his disposal.
Maybe he would need it someday.
“What was that just now?”
Behind him, Taisha’s trembling voice came. Her whole body was practically pressed against Rod’s, and she looked at the front in fear.
Although she couldn’t see the Ghoul, she had clearly heard the shrill scream just now.
“An ordinary Ghoul.”
Rod said lightly.
Feeling the softness behind him, and the protruding features that were shaking because of her trembling.
He didn’t have any particular feelings about it.
After all, he wasn’t some kind of naive young man.
A man who had seen the world always had resistance to low-level temptations.
“It… It’s dead?”
Getting a definite answer, Taisha’s eyes widened, and the hairs on her entire body were about to stand on end.
“Dead!”
Rod said as he continued to walk forward.
He knew how to cast the magic that made Ghouls appear, but there was no need to use it.
The adults were fine, but it would be bad to scare the kids.
Swish!
He had just taken two steps when Rod suddenly flung the chain blade in his hand.
A shrill scream, and a Ghoul was instantly killed.
Sacrifice!
“There are quite a few Ghouls.”
After searching all the rooms, he had killed more than a dozen Ghouls.
Rod himself was a little surprised.
This small villa actually had so many Ghouls.
Were all the people who died in the Ghoul Villa transformed into Ghouls?
After turning the whole villa upside down and making sure there were no other Ghouls, Rod turned to look at Taisha and her daughter, who were cowering behind him.
“The Ghouls in the villa have all been cleaned up, but the evil forces in this villa haven’t been cleaned up yet, so there may be new Ghouls appearing in the future.”
“Then, then what should we do?”
Taisha was a little flustered. After personally witnessing Rod purify more than a dozen Ghouls, she had no doubts left.
Thinking that there might be a Ghoul appearing in the villa at any time, she felt a little flustered.
No one wants to live in a house where there is a constant threat to life.
“No problem, just find the source of the Ghouls and clean it up.”
“There won’t be any more Ghouls appearing in this villa.”
Rod’s gaze went to the position of the staircase.
In his spirit eyes, wisps of thick black qi emerged from the ground.
This was the source of all the weirdness in the Ghoul Villa. All the Ghouls were born from here.
Thinking of this, Rod walked over.
A Detection magic spell instantly revealed that there was a huge basement under the floor.
“There’s a basement down there, do you know where the entrance is?”
Taisha was slightly stunned at his words, her expression a bit dazed.
“Basement? No!”
She had lived here for so many days, and she had personally supervised the renovation back then.
If there was a basement in the villa, how could she not know?
Seeing that she really didn’t know there was a basement in the house, Rod directly cast a Detection spell.
Swish!
A fist-sized ball of light appeared in the palm of his hand.
The light flew out of his palm, and then, like a conscious creature, it quickly circled around the room.
Taisha’s eyes widened. She only saw the extremely fast ball of light, like lightning, passing by her in an instant.
A moment later, the moving ball of light stopped next to the stairs and slowly dissipated.
Rod walked to the side of the stairs and looked at the solid wall below the stairs. A simple magical mark was faintly flashing.
“Do you mind if I tear this apart to have a look?”
With Taisha’s consent, Rod’s weapon, in the form of the Chaos Blade, slowly changed.
A brutal giant axe emitting a frosty aura appeared in his hand.
Shadow’s Sorrow!
A classic piece of equipment from a certain popular game, it looked brutal and domineering.
Rod swung the axe, and all his power gathered on the blade.
Boom!
With a muffled boom, the entire staircase shook violently.
The reinforced concrete wall was instantly shattered under this axe strike.
Rod glanced at the axe in his hand.
If it had been an ordinary axe, it would have been twisted and deformed in an instant under his full power.
However, with the addition of the Sigh of the Dead, a magical artifact, there wasn’t even a single mark on the axe.
“As expected…”
His gaze followed the broken stairs.
The broken wall debris collapsed inwards.
A long staircase stretched all the way down to the dark and gloomy basement.