"Huh? Ahhhhhh... What's going on...?" The boy was stunned by the sudden, terrifying scene.
His face was splattered with the brains and blood of the dead masters, the warm liquid covering his entire body, which terrified him so much that he almost fainted. In the next instant, another strange thing happened. A soft 'crack' sound came from the young man's body, as if something had broken, and two pieces of white jade fell to the ground.
"No..." the boy screamed in despair.
This beautiful jade was a magical artifact given to him by his father for protection. It could help him withstand the terrifying pressure of heaven and earth within the God and Demon Palace and demons, and allow him to move freely in areas of varying difficulty without being injured by the immense gravity and air pressure. But now, this beautiful jade is shattered.
The faint Magic Power tide that had been enveloping him vanished instantly.
Snap!
The young man's face was filled with fear and despair. His knees buckled and he collapsed to the ground. His strength was only at the Five-Star Class. Without the protection of his guards and the magical artifacts he possessed, he had no way to protect himself in this terrifying space surrounded by danger. He was like a sheep that had fallen into a crocodile pit, only able to wait for death in fear.
No one saw clearly how the blue-haired middle-aged man made his move.
The man's strength is simply incredible.
Without a sound, it killed more than ten martial arts experts and shattered the magical artifacts that were considered treasures on the young man's body. It was a godlike performance. Only then did the young man finally regret that he should not have provoked this terrifying enemy. He also remembered his father's repeated instructions to keep a low profile and be patient the day before he set off to explore the God and Demon Palace.
"Help... help... someone save me..."
Pressed to the ground by the immense power of this space, unable to move, with the shadow of death looming at any moment, the arrogant and frivolous young man, pale and extremely weak, cried out for help. But in this vast, silent, and terrifying space, who would hear his cries, and who would be willing to reach out and save such a burdensome individual?
Sun Fei was unaware of what was happening behind him.
He continued advancing through Sun Fei, approaching the core area of the God and Demon Palace complex.
For some reason, after witnessing the tense standoff between the two groups and being glanced at from behind by that terrifying gaze, Sun Fei suddenly felt anxious. He had a very bad premonition, as if something big was about to happen, urging him to quickly enter the core area of the palace complex and find the [ God and Demon Altar ], otherwise everything would be overturned.
Feeling an unprecedented sense of urgency, Sun Fei even abandoned his efforts to comprehend the ancient Dou Qi techniques within the iconic [ Martial Seat Divine Statue ] in each area, racing against time to move forward. During his rapid advance, he vaguely sensed several powerful Dou Qi and magical fluctuations that were completely different from magic killing arrays and illusion arrays. The aura was incredibly strong, and even Sun Fei himself was not confident of victory against them.
It turned out that someone had already walked ahead of me.
Sun Fei felt even more anxious.
Sun Fei wondered how the Necromancer Hasselbaink's search was going. There had been no news for so long. He also wondered if the necromancer bone dragon responsible for the rear guard had dealt with the assassins. Sun Fei felt a strange sense of irritation. Fortunately, both of them were exceptionally strong and had extremely rich combat experience, so there shouldn't be any problems.
As he advanced toward the core area, Sun Fei gradually discovered that the safe route shown on the mysterious map seemed different from the maps held by some other powerful individuals. Apart from the two groups he had encountered before, he had not encountered anyone else. The route shown on this map was clearer and safer, which reassured him considerably.
In the blink of an eye, he had entered the twenty-first difficulty level.
The pressure between heaven and earth was increasing, and even with Sun Fei's strength, he dared not underestimate it. His body began to flicker with pale silver flames, and he had to exert all his strength to resist the omnipresent pressure.
boom!!
The yellow stone-paved ground suddenly seemed to come alive, splitting open a fissure like the gaping maw of an abyss demon, swallowing a caught-off-guard divine knight, before closing again with a speed that the other experts of the Divine Judgment Squad couldn't react to.
It was as if nothing had happened.
But everyone knew this was not an illusion; just moments ago, a companion had died in the terrifying traps and mechanisms of the God and Demon Palace.
Of the twenty-one members of the Divine Judgment Squad, only four possessed strength above the Moon Class. The Red-Robed Deacon, Pellegrini, was the strongest, roughly at the Mid-Tier New Moon Class First Stage. However, he was old and frail, and driven by selfish motives, fearing for his own life in this dangerous space, he deliberately conserved his strength to avoid expending his Holy Power. He did not intervene to rescue his companions who had strayed into the traps. The other Moon Class experts were largely in the same boat. After some exploration, six members had already perished, a devastating loss.
"Damn it, why are there traps on a path we've already explored? What's going on?" Pellegrini's face was ashen.
"Exactly, why is this happening? When Garcia walked over just now, there was no trap..." A divine knight who almost died in the trap said doubtfully. Then he seemed to have thought of something and said subconsciously, "Did Garcia just find something and didn't tell us?"
The following sentence immediately won the approval of most people.
"That's definitely it! He must be holding a grudge and deliberately trying to trap us. Otherwise, why wasn't the trap triggered when he walked through it? The marks he left clearly indicate that this route is safe. He's definitely trying to set us up!"
"It's unbelievable that someone so young could be so malicious. How can someone like that be worthy of the sacred robes of the Church? They are a disgrace to God's Glory..."
"Sending him ahead to scout the way was a huge mistake; that little guy is resentful and harbors malicious intentions!"
"We can't go any further. Call Garcia back and make him explain himself!"
Having lost so many companions, the Holy Church, which inspired awe and shunning in countless others, offered no protection to the priests and knights before the cold, icy traps of the God and Demon Palace. Here, their lives were as fragile as ordinary people's, vanishing at any moment like bubbles bursting in the mechanisms. These noble beings had never experienced such terror before, and panic gripped them. Suspicion naturally arose, and for reasons unknown, they shifted all blame onto the young priest Garcia, who was alone ahead exploring a safe route for the group.
Among the Divine Knights, Alan, who was the weakest but lucky enough to have survived the traps, lowered his head and sighed softly. He did not participate in the discussion, because he understood why Garcia was ostracized by everyone.
First, this young priest with no background possessed an aura of nobility, holiness, and purity, an aura that made many feel ashamed in his presence. Second, the red-robed deacon Pellegrini, the leader of this Divine Judgment Squad, disliked Garcia. Finally, three nights prior, the young and 'naive' Garcia had stopped the virgins of the Twin Flag City Diocese choir from serving the emperor, ruining everyone's plans and naturally incurring their resentment.
Therefore, after entering the God and Demon Ruins today, this young divine master was unanimously sent ahead to scout the way. It was essentially a matter of using his life to determine whether the road ahead was safe. There was a hint of using someone else to do the dirty work. However, Garcia's luck seemed to be exceptionally good. He did not trigger any traps or magical killing arrays in this dangerous space along the way. But the others following behind him were not so lucky. In some places Garcia had just walked through without any danger, but the next person who stepped on it immediately lost their life.
Although Alan absolutely believed deep down that Garcia hadn't intentionally framed his teammates, everything that was happening before his eyes was just too bizarre.
Hearing his companions' indignant suggestions to call back Garcia, who had gone ahead to scout, and hold him accountable, Alan sighed softly. He knew that he was powerless to speak up for Garcia, even if he wanted to.
At this moment, the Divine Knight Alan had a strange and terrifying illusion, as if those standing beside him were not representatives of God, but a group of greedy and jealous demons. The young Divine Master Garcia was like a spotless white crystal flower. This flower made everyone around him feel their own sins. In front of such a holy flower, if you could feel repentance, you would definitely have an impulse to destroy this holy crystal flower.
Alan felt he had chosen the former option.
Meanwhile, his companions, these priests and knights dressed in robes symbolizing the Glory of the gods, seemed to have been tempted by the devil and chose destruction and annihilation.
"Alright, call Garcia back and ask him." Finally, the red-robed deacon Pellegrini agreed to the priest and knights' suggestion, shaking his head. "Gods bless, may this child be pure..." At this point, he thought of something else and frowned. "His Holiness the Pope has already sent word that he will send a powerful expert to assist us. Why hasn't this expert appeared yet? Has something changed?"