Chapter 1474: Chapter 908: The Future Belongs to the Abyss!

"Soaking weapons in the abyss to enhance their lethality—who came up with such a sinister method?"

Sain Dungeon, Little Londo Ruins.

While Tusi threw dozens of swords into the abyss’s black mud, he mumbled.

His companion Martin assisted by using a stick to turn the weapons over, ensuring thorough contact with the abyss.

"No idea, but as long as it works."

Martin said indifferently, yet he kept his gaze fixed on the abyss instead of Tusi.

"Yeah, as long as it works."

It’s unclear which genius discovered this trait: soaking weapons in the abyss allowed them to be tainted with its vile corruption. Weapons touched by the abyss become more fragile but gain a potent corrosive ability, making wounds inflicted by them impossible to heal, even worsening over time.

Isn’t this a DOT continuous damage effect!

Once these weapons are taken out of Sain Dungeon, their taint quickly dissipates, lasting only three to four days before turning into ordinary fragile items.

The rebel army experimented with taking active and writhing abyssal matter out of Sain Dungeon, but it vanished instantly upon leaving the Teleportation Gate.

Only the residual, inactive black mud on weapons could last a few days and be utilized.

This made it impossible for the abyss to spread outside in the world.

The weapons Tusi brought were all scraps or ordinary items, given their eventual fate as consumables after abyss soaking.

Could the rebels be the first humans attempting to apply the abyss?

If not for Gong Qiying ensuring safety, their usage might lead to disasters akin to or surpassing those caused by the Sealed Items.

Only Tusi and Martin worked in the present scene; their task wasn’t exploring the dungeon but merely laboring.

Due to the insufficient manpower, it was just them working now. Little Londo Ruins were high-risk areas, and they narrowly escaped danger repeatedly today to reach the abyss’s edge.

Their spirits were near breaking point. Any further accidents might eject them from the dungeon instead of reviving at the bonfire.

Recent abnormal monster riots near Hepa Town during this delicate moment when the Three Great Religions might act—compelled the rebels to require quick monster subduing, thus turning to mass-produce Abyssal Weapons.

If disregarding the fact Abyssal Weapons merely carry a touch of abyss, their name sounds rather cool when heard.

"Almost done, let’s grab a drink later; my treat." Tusi retrieved the last batch of weapons from the abyss’s overflowing black mud, stretching his stiff arms.

Martin nodded, saying nothing, steadily working.

Suddenly, Tusi kicked him away, shouting:

"Watch out! You almost touched the abyss; that thing is untouchable! Are you too tired?"

Martin climbed up slowly from the ground, displaying undeniable fatigue.

Witnessing Martin’s state, Tusi felt guilty, initially optimistic about Martin joining the three adventurers, now one dead due to the Demon Clan, and Martin exhausted from labor—made him feel like an irresponsible big brother.

From tomorrow onward, give Martin a vacation. I’ll take him out to enjoy.

With that thought, Tusi sharply turned his head toward nearby structures.

Out of the ruins of Little Londo emerged, one, two, three... a total of three Soul-sucking Ghosts!

Did Sain Dungeon react because they lingered too long?

"Hold tight, we’re charging!"

Tusi clutched the weapons, advancing decisively toward the only exit.

Seconds later.

His chest was carved with ghastly wounds by a Dark Sword, causing him to collapse but, before losing consciousness, held the weapons close, preserving items even when expelled from the dungeon.

Before darkening completely, he saw Martin’s head get severed brutally, yet Martin also tightly held his weapons.

Sorry, brother, I’ll treat you to a feast outside.

With that thought, Tusi fainted completely.

Upon reopening his eyes, he found himself beside the bonfire.

Looks like his spirit could endure another bonfire revival, but Martin was nowhere to be seen, possibly already ejected from the dungeon?

With these thoughts, Tusi rushed out of the dungeon, heading straight for the Resurrection House, holding fresh beer for Martin upon waking.

However... 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"What do you mean you’ve never seen Martin?"

Seeing the priest shrug, stating Martin wasn’t seen in the Resurrection House, Tusi widened his eyes, falling into confusion.