463. Lockdown

Inside the ruins.

"Such a strong Grim Reaper style... If the Black Death Society's Death Cultist discovered it, they'd probably think it was a miracle, right?"

Strolling through the ruins, Sulu showed no sign of embarrassment; on the contrary, he seemed quite relaxed.

After all, he was extremely familiar with Lady Moon's Holy Scripture.

Furthermore, his own strength has already reached the sixth rank, which is enough to deal with most dangers.

Soon, Sulu had explored the ruins but found no trace of humankind.

If it were so easy to find, the Bureau 11's files wouldn't be marked with 'missing' or 'high risk'.

"That's a bit strange..."

Sulu's Inspiration flowed freely.

In the next instant, he appeared in a deep underground place.

This appears to be the underground space of the ruins, a vast labyrinth.

At his feet, Sulu saw a rotting corpse, still wearing the uniform of the Bureau 11.

Clearly, this is one of the Bureau 11 agents who went missing earlier.

Sulu took another step forward.

Flash!

He traversed countless forks in the road and stumbled upon countless traps, arriving directly at the depths of the underground cave, the very heart of the labyrinth.

Before Sulu stood three black Maya Pyramid!

They stand tall and tall, with a platform at the top, arranged in the shape of a "pin".

The dense darkness seemed to take shape, transforming into a tide that surged between the three pyramids.

A dangerous aura spread, causing even Sulu to be moved.

"This seems to be... a ritual?"

The darkness in his eyes deepened, Inspiration spread, and he passed through the pyramid, seeing a blurry figure at its core.

At the center of each of the three pyramids, there exists a living human figure!

"This doesn't seem like a curse or Mausoleum... but rather resembles the ritual of inheritance described in the Holy Scripture of the Death God..."

"So, these ruins, the underground labyrinth, and the three pyramids are actually there to select the successor to the [Emperor of Doom]?"

Around the pyramid, Sulu discovered many skeletons, which looked like those of the Bureau 11, but were excessively decomposed.

"Sean ..."

His mind was highly focused as he detected a familiar presence within a pyramid. "He's one of the three candidates? This kid... how do you describe his luck?"

Sulu was utterly speechless.

However, this is not necessarily a bad thing.

At the very least, we've definitely obtained the class information for the fifth-tier [King of Necro-Spirits] and the sixth-tier [Emperor of Doom].

Inheriting everything from the other party is somewhat difficult.

"Fine, for my roommate's sake... I'll help you out one last time."

Sulu raised his right hand.

His hands were flawless and white, like the most perfect jade.

At this moment, patterns appeared, accompanied by the aura of the mythical realm!

"Nightmare!"

Sulu said softly.

An invisible force field instantly submerged the three pyramids.

Auras slowly enveloped Sean's two competitors.

Their expressions turned from pain to ferocity, and they roared in anger.

Buzz!

This scene naturally triggered the original defense mechanisms.

A thick black fog rolled in, and the three pyramids began to slowly sink.

"Now's the time!"

Sulu sneered and lightly stomped his right foot.

An invisible ripple spread out and covered Sean's two opponents.

Their breaths suddenly Weakness, and they let out roars and howls that were unlike those of humans.

Unfortunately, nothing could change the situation.

Once this tradition is interrupted, it becomes extremely difficult to continue.

"Of course, given my strength and understanding of rituals, this is the only time I'll do it..."

Sulu watched the three pyramids disappear in silence, then suddenly sighed, "After years of being roommates, this is all I can do to help. The rest is up to him."

Considering the inexplicable misfortune that had befallen Sean, he still had some faith in the kid.

After doing all this, Sulu returned directly to the surface of the deserted island.

"Um?"

He looked up.

A seven-colored light suddenly enveloped the sky, sealing off the entire island.

"This is... Dimensional Lockdown? No... a more advanced Spirit World blockade!"

A slight smile appeared on Sulu's lips, "The Church of the Goddess of Light in this world still possesses quite a few good things..."

Like Dimensional Lockdown blocking, Spirit World sealing also depends on the target.

For example, with Sulu's current level of blinking, most ' Dimensional Lockdown ' are ineffective against him.

The same applies to the sealing off of the Spirit World.

Even before advancing to the [Spirit Mage] rank, one might not be restricted by the LV3 Spirit World Travel skill.

But Sulu was very curious.

He wanted to know what methods the Church of the Goddess of Light had prepared for him.

"Target spotted!"

"Confirmed to be Sulu Potter!"

"Initiate the attack!"

Not far from the deserted island, a group of priests had already begun their work.

A young priest, with a pious expression, took out a silver pocket watch and began to fiddle with its markings.

With each movement, his body aged at a visible rate, turning into a gray-haired old man in the blink of an eye, and then he died of old age!

Snap!

The silver pocket watch fell from the fanatic's hand and was caught firmly in another hand, which continued to turn it.

Finally... after several people were 'sacrificed', the hour hand on the pocket watch was reversed a full circle!

"It's a success!"

The remaining priests' faces lit up with ecstasy. "An X-level Curio... the Reversal Pocket Watch! Every time it's activated, it steals the user's 'youthful vitality,' and the effect is terrifying. Although it doesn't reverse time, it can summon a scene that happened in the past from the river of history!"

Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

At that moment, above the deserted island of ruins, Sulu saw the phantom of a pocket watch.

The hands of that clock stopped in the 12 time zone and then began to rotate rapidly in the opposite direction.

Whew!

A storm swept by.

As light and shadow shift, the past and the future seem to converge in the 'present'!

Sulu saw a professional dressed in black imperial robes and wearing a black and gold crown set foot on the undeveloped island!

[Emperor of Doom]!

"Summoning a phantom from the long river of history, and one that excels at death and misfortune—is this an attempt to completely erase me?"

Sulu waited with bated breath.

Sure enough, the next moment, the [Emperor of Doom] launched an attack.

"I will bestow calamity upon you!"

"I will grant you death!"

He straightened up and announced it like an emperor.

Splash!

Sulu even heard the sound of flowing water.

That's the River Styx!

The Lady Moon's most powerful ability, with a trace of its power borrowed by the [Emperor of Doom], crashed down!

Two cursed marks appeared on Sulu's body before he was submerged by the waters of the River Styx.