Oden's Arrival

Frey's face had turned ashen. Lu Yuan could withstand it on his own, but the impact of each fight between him and the Leader would travel through Lu Yuan's Flesh to her body, shaking her internal organs violently.

This scene was also witnessed by the Leader, who suddenly noticed something interesting. He realized that he didn't need to fight this man at all. This Outsider was clearly loyal and righteous, and was obviously willing to risk his life to ensure the survival of the two Outsider women and the Seed chosen by the Holy Sovereign. That made things very simple. His gaze fell on Frey, and then he turned his head and gave the High Singer a wink.

The High Singer immediately understood. The soul that had been clinging to Lu Yuan suddenly changed direction and spread towards Lu Yuan's back. Lu Yuan immediately understood his plan. It was clear that he wanted to Frey to annoy him. If he did nothing, Frey would most likely die here. If he did something, he would be controlled at every turn.

The Leader smiled with satisfaction as he watched Lu Yuan's evasive behavior.

At that moment, the sky trembled slightly, and then a figure plummeted straight down from the sky, landing beside Lu Yuan. The massive impact sent rotting flesh flying everywhere, and the sudden commotion stunned everyone for a moment.

Lu Yuan also turned his head to look. It was a man with a full head of blue hair, tall and handsome with striking features. Judging from his clothes, he should be a nobleman.

The man stared blankly at the world around him, then clenched his fist and discovered that he actually had hands. He looked down and touched his body, then looked up in surprise.

"Holy crap, I actually have a body! This is a great place, this is really a great place!"

He looked up and saw Frey and Lu Yuan beside him.

"Oh? You're still alive? Lu Yuan."

Lu Yuan was taken aback. That voice, that tone—it was Oden! How did he get in? Wasn't he outside, inside his body?

In mid-air, the Leader glanced at the newly appeared figure, at the aura emanating from that body, and listened to his conversation with Lu Yuan. He was already cursing in his heart: another Outsider, and another Fifth Order one at that.

Before Lu Yuan could speak, Oden first looked up at the High Singer hanging in the distance, then at the Leader front of him, whose body was encased in bright red muscles, and grinned.

"Looks like you're in trouble. Do you need my help?"

Lu Yuan immediately replied, "Of course we need it."

Oden raised his hand again and pointed to the skeletal structure in the distance that was constantly emitting electricity. "Is that thing an enemy too?"

"No, it's those three."

Oden nodded. "Leave all that to me, you go and rest?"

Lu Yuan shook his head. "No need, I can handle the Leader."

"Oh, so he's the boss here," Oden nodded. "Then I'll take care of the singer."

The Leader stared at the blue-haired man who hadn't even glanced at him once. His eyes immediately turned cold. "Trash, how dare you trespass into our Holy Sovereign's residence and be so arrogant!"

However, before he could finish speaking, a gust of wind flashed by, and the blue figure had disappeared from the spot. The next instant, the High Singer was hanging not far behind him was hit head-on by a cannonball and was sent flying. The loud and devout chanting was cut off, and the Leader's words were still stuck in his throat.

Oden hovered in mid-air, watching the figure in the distance that had been smashed to pieces, and curled his lip.

"Is it that easy to beat?"

On the ground, the shattered Flesh slowly coalesced, and the High Singer's figure re-emerged in the distance. This time, his expression was extremely grave. This attack was completely different from those two women's. If he hadn't been caught off guard... no, even if he had been prepared, he might not have been able to withstand this attack. This newly emerged guy was extremely strong, ridiculously strong.

"Oh? Interesting."

Oden looked at the High Singer had come back from the dead, his eyes brightening. "Are you bound to this world?"

His figure flashed and he reappeared in front of the High Singer. Unlike Lu Yuan, who was empty-handed, Oden now had something in his hands—a scepter-like object with golden patterns wrapped around its azure surface.

He gripped the scepter as if it were a long sword, slashing down with it. A tearing sound and a booming sound exploded simultaneously. From where the scepter fell, a gale, carrying some incomprehensible force, swept out in a fan shape, obliterating large swaths of the earth. The ground, covered with rotting flesh and white bones, was forcibly ripped into a crater several meters deep, and the High Singer was crushed to pieces at the bottom of the crater.

Oden slung his scepter over his shoulder, examining the mangled flesh with interest. The figure of the High Singer reappeared in the distance, and this time, a hint of fear appeared on his face. This man was completely unreasonable, ridiculously strong, and what about that weapon? How did he bring it into this world? This was the Holy Sovereign's residence; no outsider could enter. How could this be possible?

The Leader also witnessed this scene, his eyes gradually turning cold, while Lu Yuan was completely relieved. It seemed that none of Oden's boasts during his lifetime were false.

"In that case, shouldn't we settle some scores?"

Lu Yuan flashed and appeared in front of the Leader. This time, without the help of the other Heretic, the Leader had no chance to create distance.

Lu Yuan stretched out his hands and grasped the Leader's arms on either side, his manner as warm as if he were a long-lost friend wanting to shake hands properly. The Leader looked up at Lu Yuan's face, which was adorned with a chilling smile.

With a tearing sound, the Leader's arms were ripped off at the shoulder.

Lu Yuan didn't throw them far away. Instead, he twisted his arms together in front of him, making a knot, and then tossed it to Frey behind him.

"Hold this for me."

Frey instinctively wanted to dodge, but Lu Yuan had already spoken, so she could only suppress her fear and nausea, reach out and lift up the two still twitching things. With one hand holding the two arms, she wrapped the other around Lu Yuan's shoulder, gripping her own shoulder tightly, and locked herself back in place.

The Leader let out a scream and staggered backward. The ground began to churn wildly, while the rotting flesh beneath Lu Yuan's feet softened into a Swamp. Arms formed from rotting flesh stretched out from several directions at the same time. The man tried to break free from Lu Yuan, but Lu Yuan ignored him completely, exerting force with his feet and pressing himself against him again.