In the Diablo World, five minutes later.
"Huh? That's right, you do indeed possess a strange, seal-like power... Hmm, this power is extremely strong, like a brand, deeply imprinted in your spiritual sea, but it's very subtle and extremely difficult to detect!"
Within [ Rogue Encampment ].
Sister Akara, who was proficient in mental and healing magic, gave her opinion after carefully examining and scanning Sun Fei's physical condition.
Damn it, there was definitely something wrong!
Sun Fei's mind went completely blank.
He finally understood why, even after switching to [ Assassin Mode Assassin Mode ] and using all the stealth and invisibility skills, he still couldn't shake off the pursuit of that mysterious and terrifying master. Instead, his whereabouts were instantly discovered by the other party. It turned out that it wasn't that assassin techniques were ineffective against that mysterious expert, but rather that, at some point, his opponent had pre-marked him.
This is truly terrifying. How powerful must a strong person be to leave a mark without the other person even noticing?
Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine.
Sun Fei suddenly realized that although his strength seemed to have increased a lot recently, it was actually still very weak.
Although he had consecutively defeated the Judgment Knight of the Great Imperial Knights' Hall, enjoying unparalleled prestige and greatly shocking the powerful noble forces and the people of the 250 vassal states under the Zenit Empire, these seemingly unapproachable Judgment Knight were, in the end, only at the Six-Star Class level. Compared to the Moon- Moon Class -Sun-Rank Venerable, who could shake mountains and move seas and change the sun and moon, as described in the poems of bards on the Azeroth Continent, they were still far, far inferior!
Moreover, even the Zenit Empire, a behemoth that is currently almost insurmountable to Chambord City, is merely a small, first-tier empire on the Azeroth Continent. In a world where even a ninth-tier empire is but a drop in the ocean, a grain of sand in the desert, what then of the Zenit Empire? Beyond the Zenit Empire, on that vast, boundless continent, said to be untouched even by gods, what mysteries exist? What incredible powerhouses reside...? Who could possibly know?
In comparison, shaking a Zenit Empire is nothing to be proud of.
Thinking of this, Sun Fei felt a surge of excitement and an unprecedented fighting spirit rise within him.
We must strengthen our capabilities as soon as possible!
Short-term goal: To enter the realm of Moon Class strong players.
"Sister, is there any way to remove this mark from my spiritual sea?"
In that brief moment, Sun Fei silently set a goal for his improvement, then his thoughts quickly returned to the problem at hand. If he couldn't remove this mark, it was like carrying a time bomb on his back, with the remote control in the hands of that mysterious and terrifying super expert, who could appear at any time and easily kill him like a pig if he wanted to.
"Yes, that's fine, but it will take a little time." Sister Akara thought for a moment before giving her answer slowly.
"Time? How long will it take?" Sun Fei was taken aback.
"That depends on your luck and how hard you work."
A solemn expression appeared on the nun's face. She turned and went into the small tent, which looked tiny and dilapidated but actually contained a vast and magnificent space. A moment later, she came out with a strange book about two fingers thick and handed it to Sun Fei.
"This is an unnamed skill passed down from our ancient ancestors. According to the tradition, only the highest leader of the camp is qualified to read it. Your current strength is sufficient to access it. Legend has it that this is a skill that can expand one's spiritual sea; to master its power requires extraordinary luck and talent!"
Sun Fei held the purple skill in his hand and examined it carefully.
This book is exquisitely bound with strange purple vine-like metallic patterns. The paper is soft and tough, and I don't know what material it is made of. It feels very thick and heavy in my hand, like a piece of metal.
"Hmm? The Divine Treatise, on the Forging and Enhancement of Spiritual Power?"
Sun Fei was delighted to see this sentence in the first chapter of the nameless purple skill book. He thought of a certain possibility and couldn't wait to read on.
This is a very magical book.
The handwriting was written with the blood of some powerful being. Although it had been sculpted and polished over countless years, it remained as red as ever, shining brightly, and contained a terrifyingly powerful energy fluctuation. Reaching out to touch the handwriting was like touching a series of upright, sharp needles, causing a sharp pain to the skin.
The sentences were written using the ancient grammar of the Diablo World. Fortunately, Sun Fei had learned a lot about this from the nun during this time, otherwise he would have been illiterate.
Upon reading this, Sun Fei was quickly captivated by its contents.
Before he knew it, more than an hour had passed, and the daily game time limit was approaching. Sun Fei thought for a moment and decided not to use up all his game time. Instead, he left about twenty minutes in case he was unlucky and encountered that super expert chasing him again after leaving. In that case, he could still Avoid by entering the Diablo World.
After all, the brand on his body hadn't been removed yet.
According to the nun, Sun Fei's current Spiritual Power is only 150 weights. Only after reaching 300 weights can he dispel the mark in his body when she and the white-bearded, lecherous old man Cain work together to activate the Ancestors' Altar.
At the same time, this book itself contains a magical power. If you keep it with you, it can isolate the mental imprint and prevent that mysterious and terrifying master from noticing it.
Before leaving the Diablo World, Sun Fei switched to [ Druid Mode ], Summon a [ Giant-Winged Raven ], went through the Teleport, and after confirming that the super expert had left, he carefully stepped out of the Teleport and into the real world.
More than four hours passed, and it was already evening.
Sun Fei carefully sensed the surroundings and indeed found that the super expert had been gone for quite some time. Without further delay, he identified the direction and walked at a leisurely pace, soon arriving at approximately 500 meters from the Chambord camp.
To avoid being ambushed by a top expert lying in wait near the Chambord camp, Sun Fei carefully circled the camp several times to make sure there were no ambushes before heading towards the camp gate.
As he approached the camp gate, he suddenly chuckled to himself. The expert had left a mark on him, allowing him to detect his presence immediately. Therefore, there was no need for the expert to wait near the camp to ambush him. He had truly been terrified by this assassination attempt.
It's not really his fault.
Sun Fei's personality is actually that of a timid and cautious type. His recent series of actions, which seemed incredibly arrogant and brutally Judgment Knight, were actually all planned and executed with certainty. He deliberately created the illusion of being a Mad Wolf and made a series of deceptive moves, which were in fact an extremely clever self-preservation strategy. However, this assassination attempt by a super expert was unexpected, and he did not know the origin and intentions of the other party, so he was naturally very worried.
" Angela?"
As Sun Fei approached the camp gate, he suddenly paused.
He saw his fiancée, Angela, dressed in a black fur coat, standing by the stone pillar at the camp gate, waiting anxiously with worry on her face. The cold winter evening wind tousled the girl's long black hair, and her delicate body trembled in the wind under the setting sun.
This was clearly something waiting for him.
Sun Fei felt a sharp pain in his heart. He quickly took a few steps, and in a flash, he appeared beside Angela. He reached out and embraced the woman before him, her frail body nestled in his arms as if he were embracing the entire world.
"Ah... Alexander, you've arrived? The whole camp is buzzing with your deeds..." Angela was startled, but when she felt that warm and familiar presence, she immediately knew who was holding her. She opened her arms and hugged Sun Fei tightly. The anxiety that had gripped her all day finally subsided completely.
At this moment, neither Sun Fei nor Angela noticed that on the riverbank far from the Barracks, Elena, a beautiful mercenary in full armor, stood listening to the babbling water, her back to the distant Moro Mountains. Her graceful and heroic figure seemed to be embedded in the beautiful scenery of the river, distant mountains, snow, and sunset, exuding a sense of loneliness.
The Chambord Army camp was filled with joy, and a strong festive atmosphere permeated the air.
The Urban Management officers are preparing for the celebration banquet tonight, following the orders of the future princess.
Outside the camp, envious and awe-inspiring gazes were cast through the camp's fence. However, at this moment, no one dared to openly intrude within a hundred meters of the Chambord Army's camp. During the day, on the Number One Sword-Testing Platform, Sun Fei's image as a Mad Wolf —defeating the Judgment Knight without restraint and humiliating the pride and joy of the two great families—had already been established in everyone's minds.
Upon arriving at the central King's tent, Sun Fei had barely settled down and hadn't even had a sip of water when the Old Man Zola and young Modrić rushed in, brought with them intelligence that greatly shocked Sun Fei.
"What? Almost all the important members of the major families and powerful clans in the capital who came to watch the duel today are dead? Assassinated by assassins? What exactly happened?" Sun Fei looked at the brief information in his hand, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.
"Shortly after the duel ended, when Grand Judgment Knight Liu, Lord Materazzi, and Your Majesty left the Number One Sword-Testing Platform, a large number of assassins appeared out of nowhere. These assassins were all very powerful, and without warning, they launched a sudden attack. The patriarch of the Big Family was killed on the spot, Dianka Zola, the genius mage of the Dean Family, died from his injuries before he could return to the capital for treatment. Other important figures from the Big Family, Dean Family, Fren Family, and other powerful families who came to watch the duel were almost all targeted for assassination by the mysterious assassins. Except for Big Beyoncé, the pride of the Big Family, who luckily escaped, almost everyone else perished!"
The Old Man Zola, recounted in detail what happened after the duel.
After listening, Sun Fei lowered his head and pondered. It seemed that his encounter with that mysterious and terrifying expert was not an isolated incident, but contained some unknown secrets.
First update. Back in Handan. Two more updates to come.
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