A Core Ship From The Start-Chapter 885 - 622 This Familiar Feeling……

"Mr. Duanmu!?"

Seeing Duanmu Huai smash through the gates of Heim Fortress without any hesitation, Amelia was utterly stunned.

Was all of this really necessary?

"Mr. Duanmu, what you’re doing is too much...!"

At that moment, Amelia hurried forward, trying to stop Duanmu Huai, but as she passed through the shattered gate and saw the interior of the fortress, she was once again stunned.

This was the courtyard of Heim Fortress, but now, the Statue of Heim that had been placed here was completely smashed, and the courtyard was surrounded by impaled corpses, soldiers wearing suspicious hooded cloaks, and those wandering monstrosities—everything was clear!

"This... this..."

Seeing this scene, Amelia couldn’t react for a moment, while Duanmu Huai closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Ah, this familiar feeling, how wonderful... he was back on the track most familiar to players: heretical cultists who worship the Evil God, spreading plagues and monstrosities, this is the scene most familiar to players! That is...

"Heretical bastards who worship the Evil God!"

Duanmu Huai gripped his War Hammer tightly and swung it forward with force.

"In the name of the Tribunal, I will completely purify you. Your souls and bodies will be utterly destroyed in the wrathful flames of the Tribunal, and your wails will become the final echo in this world! For the Tribunal! For humanity! Die!"

In that moment, Duanmu Huai’s aura of fear fully erupted, even transforming into a tangible gale that howled through the entire courtyard. Despite the immediate crisis, Duanmu Huai was as calm as if he were strolling leisurely in a garden—when you return to a scenario you’ve replayed at least ten thousand times before, it becomes a mechanical exercise of muscle memory, so much so that Duanmu Huai didn’t need to think; he reacted instinctively. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

He strode forward vigorously, as enthusiastic as a simple villager eager to greet an outsider, charging at the cultists with a smile on his face.

But faced with Duanmu Huai’s sudden assault, the heretical cultists were completely dumbfounded. Although they could not see Duanmu Huai’s expression, watching his fluid movements, they almost wanted to ask... do we know each other that well?

If Duanmu Huai knew their thoughts, he would surely tell them, yes, very well, intimately so, even to the point of charring!

"Huh!"

The War Hammer swung down, sweeping away the bodies of several cultists. Accompanied by the violent rush of air being rolled over, the next moment, those cultists facing Duanmu Huai didn’t even have the chance to react before their upper bodies were swept away, leaving only their legs standing on the ground.

Meanwhile, a cultist dressed as a Heim Soldier suddenly cast off his disguise, revealing a body covered in pustules and slime, with wounds oozing blood everywhere. A myriad of black flies emerged over his skin, as he raised his hands high and bellowed.

"Praise to the merciful father——!"

However, before the cultist’s cry had finished, Duanmu Huai swung his War Hammer backhanded, and the weapon whistled across the battlefield, instantly smashing the cultist into pieces. Meanwhile, a few other cultists gripped their weapons and surged toward Duanmu Huai, swinging at him with full force.

"Clang clang clang clang!!"

The ruined weapons naturally could not penetrate Duanmu Huai’s Power Armor. He swung his arms, and the cultists’ heads were forcefully knocked off their necks. At the same time, their corrupt, filthy, blasphemous bodies suddenly burst open, and a black horde of countless flies emerged, swarming around Duanmu Huai.

"Whoo——!"

But Duanmu Huai was unfazed. He simply raised his right hand, the armor flipped up, and a miniature flamethrower appeared on Duanmu Huai’s arm. Then, roaring, flickering flames erupted, directly igniting the entire swarm.

Ah, finally back to that gaming feeling.

Watching the overwhelming swarm of flies and the disgusting plague bearers and Followers of Corrupted Filth around him, Duanmu Huai actually felt a sense of joy as if he were returning home.

Home sweet home, sweet home...

Humming a tune, Duanmu Huai lifted his arm, and the scorching Promethean Flames directly covered the entire courtyard of Heim Fortress, submerging everything in sight beneath a sea of fire. Then he reached out, and the next moment, the War Hammer flew back into Duanmu Huai’s hand, and with it slung over his shoulder, he continued humming his little tune as he walked deeper into the fortress.

Ogis, in distaste, glanced over at Amelia, who was still standing motionless, and followed after Duanmu Huai into the depths.

"Miss Emilia..."

Then Luganis came to Amelia’s side, looking at her somewhat unsure of what to say. Even Luganis could see that the state of Heim Fortress was truly abnormal, and those who fought Duanmu Huai were definitely not Heim Believers—if Heim Believers all looked like that, no one would have believed in them anymore.

Yet, at that moment, Amelia was just standing there blankly, watching the bodies gradually turning black in the flames. She clutched her Longsword, her hands in front of her chest, murmuring a prayer in a low voice.

"God of Justice Tyler, grant me courage and honor, let me see the path before me. The glory of justice and goodness must not be tarnished; order shall live forever in this world. Even at the cost of life, I will protect all from being devoured, from destruction... Please guide me in the direction to go... to destroy all evil!"

The next moment, Amelia’s body suddenly blazed with light, and then she gripped her Longsword and dashed forward as if flying.

"What do we do now?"

Luganis stood there, dumbfounded, looking at the courtyard burning in flames. Truth be told, she was a bit overwhelmed by how quickly the situation was unfolding. It was clear that Duanmu Huai’s guess was correct—the Heim Fortress had been tainted and had even fallen, but...

"Ah... Why do I have to get involved in this mess!"

Luganis complained before carefully casting two shield spells on herself. Then, clutching her magic wand, she hurried after the others.

At this moment, Duanmu Huai was wreaking havoc within the Heim Fortress.

The Heim Fortress had long since fallen and now bore the familiar look that Duanmu Huai knew all too well—the smooth, flat floors and walls that should have been there were nowhere to be seen, replaced instead by some sort of unnatural growths covering everything. They writhed as if they were the inner walls of entrails, nearly blanketing the entire structure without exception.

On these growths, blisters the size of dinner plates swelled up, bursting occasionally and spraying towards the outsiders with a viscous liquid full of corrosion and infectiousness.

Moreover, the ground was filled with little green creatures the size of piglets, their mouths agape and long tongues extended, warmly and eagerly surging toward the newcomers. They attempted to wrap their limbs and arms around the guests, showing their own unique form of hospitality.

Unfortunately, it seemed their guests did not appreciate this kind of treatment.

"There are even Nagou Spirits here."

With a swing of his war hammer, Duanmu Huai smashed the little creature rushing toward him into pieces. His body was wrapped and flickering with thunder and lightning, and the Black Flame erupted, burning everything in its path to ashes. Ogis, following behind Duanmu Huai, intertwined her delicate and slender fingers as if playing with a string game.

With Ogis’s movements, invisible threads blocked the paths of the Corrupted Foil Demons, forcing them to face their inevitable ending—destruction and purification.

"By the way, Ogis,"

After swinging his War Hammer once more and taking down another Demon in his way, Duanmu Huai seemed to remember something and looked back at Ogis.

"Which one of us do you think looks better, me or these things?"

Although his own little treasure was somewhat naughty and rebellious, Duanmu Huai believed that compared to these foolish idiots, he was certainly a bit more handsome.

"Of course, Master looks much better."

And, just as Duanmu Huai had anticipated, Ogis’s reply was exactly what he had expected.

"I knew it!"

Upon hearing Ogis’s reply, Duanmu Huai immediately beamed with joy. Sometimes his little treasure could be really sweet.

"But Master..."

"Hm?"

"Do you really need to compare yourself with these odd things?"

"..."

Your lips are 37 degrees, but how do they utter words as cold as minus three hundred and seventy degrees?

At this moment, Duanmu Huai felt his previously high spirits... cool down.

Forget swinging the hammer; I might as well go home, wash up, and go to sleep.

"Ha—Ah!!"

Just as Duanmu Huai felt disheartened and considered retreating after being metaphorically stabbed in the back by a teammate, suddenly, a loud shout came from behind him. He turned around and saw Amelia holding Longsword, her body radiating dazzling Holy Light like an oversized humanoid light bulb rushing straight toward him. She didn’t hesitate to swing her sword at the Corrupted Demon blocking her path, the brilliant Holy Light instantly turning into a flash of lightning that completely purified and destroyed the Demon.

"You minions of evil, this is a sacred place, and you shall not desecrate it! In the name of the God of Justice, Tyler, I will banish you all!"

At that moment, Amelia had completely shed her previous confusion. Her eyes were clear and firm, and the Holy Light emanating from her repelled the corrupted growths that had been covering the ground. Although not as exaggerated as Duanmu Huai’s Black Flame, the Holy Light shining from Amelia indeed possessed the power to purify the encroachment of the Corrupted Foil.

"Yo-ho?"

Seeing this, Duanmu Huai was taken aback, staring at Amelia in amazement.

Who would have thought that this seemingly dim-witted girl was actually a God-favored Knight?