35 Banshee Delifa

The class advancement quest was progressing very smoothly. Next, he only needed to go to the Frozen Tomb and collect 100 points of soul energy to complete the class advancement quest. He could almost see the hero class waving at him.

However, Bai Xiaowen's reaction was abnormal. He did not race against time to complete the mission like before. Instead, he entered the Wolf Heart Tavern in Sharp Helmet City.

For three consecutive days, Bai Xiaowen squandered the money he had plundered from the imperial army's stronghold. He spent his days drunk and became buddies with a group of Viking men. He became the most popular person in the tavern.

He had ten days of deadline, but eight days had already passed. Despite that, Bai Xiaowen continued to do things his own way, not worried about the approaching deadline at all.

On the night of the eighth day.

Bai Xiaowen sat in front of the bonfire as usual and drank the northern mead with the two Resistance soldiers. He spoke slowly in a drunken slur.

A scrawny man quietly made his way through the crowd to Bai Xiaowen's side.

"Dior, I've found the information that you want."

Bai Xiaowen laughed heartily as he waved goodbye to his drinking buddies. Then, he followed the skinny man to his room.

After closing the door, Bai Xiaowen's drunken expression vanished.

"Go ahead and tell me." Bai Xiaowen took out the money bag filled with jingling coins and threw it on the table. "As long as your information is detailed enough, these are all yours."

The skinny man nicknamed "Mole" swallowed his saliva. He was one of the most famous intelligence peddlers in Sharp Helmet City.

"Yesterday, a group of people dressed in strange clothes sneaked into Sharp Helmet City. Everyone was covered tightly. My men pretended to be patrolmen and went over to interrogate them," Mole said. "I followed your plan and asked them if they were vampires. In the end… they gave a very agitated reaction, seeming as if I had hurled an unforgivable insult at them."

"Them?" Bai Xiaowen repeated.

"That's right. They're all women. They're all covered up from head to toe. Not even an inch of their skin is exposed. Even a fool can tell that this is a group of nuns." Mole revealed a lecherous look.

"Okay." Bai Xiaowen pursed his lips and gestured to the money bag on the table. "It's yours. Mole, I hope you can abide by your professional ethics and keep your mouth shut."

Mole immediately put on a serious expression. "Of course, Dior. I swear on my grandfather's beard that I keep the information of every client a secret."

Of course, Bai Xiaowen would not think that an information peddler would uphold his promise. He was only tight-lipped if the other party did not pay a high enough price. Bai Xiaowen waved his hand and stepped out of the room separately from Mole.

Bai Xiaowen went straight to the stables and held onto the reins of one of the horses. His actions were swift and decisive, completely different from his previous indolence.

Ten minutes later, Bai Xiaowen disappeared into the snowy land north of Sharp Helmet City.

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At Frozen Tomb.

This was a huge and desolate graveyard. There were broken tombstones everywhere. In the thin fog, a few skeletons could be vaguely seen wandering in the distance.

Piercing cold wind blew.

Bai Xiaowen cast Insight on one of the skeletons.

[Skeleton Warrior]

[Race: Spectre/Bone Race]

[Attributes: Strength 5, Agility 4, Physique 5, Spirit 1]

[Skill 1: Empty Skeleton: Skeleton Warriors are immune to bleeding and have a 10% chance of dodging small piercing damage.]

"Its total attributes are also 15. It only has one passive defense skill. This skeleton warrior should be the weakest. It's only equivalent to the Zombie Rats we encountered in the Plague Rat Cave."

Bai Xiaowen pursed his lips. He had tragically discovered that he might not be a match for the Skeleton Warrior if he confronted it head-on.

His Strength was equal to the Skeleton Warrior, and his Agility was higher by 2 points, but the most important Physique was lower by 3 points! This meant that they had a difference of 30 points of HP and 3 points of basic armor.

He had no choice but to resort to tricks.

Bai Xiaowen crouched down and hid behind a tombstone. He aimed an arrow at a wandering Skeleton Warrior.

Swoosh! He missed.

The corners of Bai Xiaowen's lips twitched. A long-distance moving target was much more difficult than a fixed target.

The air-piercing sound alerted the Skeleton Warrior. It increased the frequency of its wandering, looking left and right for the source of the attack.

Bai Xiaowen could only continue shooting patiently. The second arrow hit its target and alerted the Skeleton Warrior to his location.

A thick skeleton charged over with a broken shield and short sword. Bai Xiaowen noticed that its explosive speed was actually quite fast. An ordinary rookie would definitely panic.

However, Bai Xiaowen had a strong mental fortitude. He had already calculated that with the Skeleton Warrior's running speed and the distance between them, it would be enough for him to shoot two more arrows before the Skeleton Warrior rushed over.

Both arrows hit their target accurately.

Seeing that the Skeleton Warrior had lost more than half of its HP, Bai Xiaowen threw away the White Birch Bow and took out a small dagger.

In order to prevent the Skeleton Warrior's 10% dodging ability from taking effect, Bai Xiaowen did not use the most common stabbing method of a dagger. Instead, he slashed at it.

After two slashes, the Skeleton Warrior's HP bar was emptied, and it fell to the ground with a crash. The soul flames in its two deep eyes slowly extinguished. However, before it fell, the tattered short sword in its hand successfully left a wound on Bai Xiaowen's body, and his HP was deducted by 5 points.

The corners of Bai Xiaowen's mouth twitched. 5 HP was one-fourth of his total HP. If he had been slashed by the Skeleton Warrior twice, he would have lost more than half of his HP. If he suffered a critical hit or a vital attack, he would be dead.

"It's so hard to recharge the energy of the Soul Stone." Bai Xiaowen touched the Soul Stone tied to his waist and sighed.

An invisible wisp of cold energy floated over, and Bai Xiaowen received another notification.

"Do you want to absorb the soul energy of the Skeleton Warrior?"

Bai Xiaowen did not hesitate to choose no. He picked up the White Birch Bow and crouched down as he walked through the broken tombstones to find his next target.

Bai Xiaowen's two specialties, advanced shooting and advanced machinery (Single-handed Sword), were slowly increasing in proficiency.

However, Bai Xiaowen ignored all the soul energy that floated out after killing the Skeleton Warriors.

Suddenly, the Soul Stone vibrated.

An image of a banshee appeared on the surface of the Soul Stone.

"Why don't you want to absorb all that soul energy? We're very hungry and need to eat!"

Her voice was very weak.

Bai Xiaowen was taken aback at first. He looked around before realizing that the voice was coming from the Soul Stone.

"Who are you?" Bai Xiaowen frowned. "I've seen you before, at the Plague Rat Cave… when I just got the Soul Stone." He remembered that this banshee had tried to confuse his mind.

However, what Bai Xiaowen did not know was that the mysterious blood-red eyeball in his left eye had caused the banshee in front of him to suffer a huge loss. As a result, the banshee's gaze was still a little evasive, and she did not dare to look into Bai Xiaowen's eyes.

"My name is Delifa. I used to be a Countess. Now, I'm the spokesperson for the Will of the Dead in the Soul Stone."

Bai Xiaowen was not intimidated by her words. He knew very well that be it the banshee Delifa or the Countess Delifa, they were only empty shells and did not pose much of a threat to him. Therefore, he spoke in a relaxed tone.

"Ah, so it's Miss Delifa. What brought you out? Haven't you been hiding in the Soul Stone ever since you failed to control me last time?"