In the Western Region, after demonstrating their formidable power, the Elf Clan reached an agreement with the two level-nine empires of Madrid and Barcelona, as well as other human empires, gaining access to a vast expanse of pristine, snow-covered forests in the westernmost part of the Western Region.
The temporary peaceful coexistence between humans and other races in the Eastern and Western Regions seems to have provided some useful insights for the human empire in the Southern Regions.
Finally, in the first ten days of the third month after the outbreak of the Sicily Island War, the Bayern Munich Empire and other empires reached a temporary agreement with the Goblin Clan. The brutal and warlike goblins were given the lands they had already occupied as their settlements. As a result, the rumbling airships and the elusive goblin knights would no longer appear in the airspace and territory of the human empire.
As alien races descended upon the continent with lightning speed, the war between human empires almost came to a halt. After a fragile peace agreement was temporarily reached with the alien races, the only place on the entire continent engulfed in war was Sicily Island considered by many to be the least likely to be affected by the war— Holy Mountain Holy Church.
All of humanity is watching this devastating war.
"What? The Black-Robed Holy Temple is being summoned to participate in the [Holy War]?"
Inside the God King Hall in Chambord City [ Sky City ], Sun Fei grinned as he looked at the golden edict of the Northern Region Diocese in his hand, inwardly cursing, "Damn it, we never get any of the benefits, and we've always been ostracized and suppressed. Now that we're in trouble, they want to use us as cannon fodder? There's no such thing as a free lunch."
His King glanced at Batistuta and the others below, who were quietly awaiting his decision as a figurehead pope, and Earth Inquiry, " Gabriel, what are your thoughts? Do you believe it is necessary for the Temple to send experts to Sicily Island to participate in the [Holy War] against the dragons?"
If the cultivators of the [ Black-Robed Holy Temple ] were to enter a state of frenzied madness at this moment and insist on carrying out international humanitarianism by going to Sicily Island to provide aid, then Sun Fei would really have no way to stop them. However, one thing is certain: Chambord City will definitely not get involved in this pointless war.
"The power of the [ Black-Robed Holy Temple ] is truly limited. Even if we go, it probably won't have much impact on the battle. However, if we don't go, without a suitable reason, we'll become the target of everyone's criticism. From then on, we'll probably be labeled as traitors and categorized as an evil force like the undead."
Batistuta said with deep concern.
In reality, he was unwilling to participate in this so-called "holy war." The Black-Robed Holy Temple and the high-ranking officials of the Holy Church had long been at odds, and he had been ostracized and suppressed for countless years. Even a clay idol has some earthy spirit, let alone a human being.
Furthermore, after King of Chambord became the Pope of the Black-Robed Holy Temple, this lineage saw hope for a rise. They developed rapidly over the past year, and their strength increased significantly. They had finally accumulated some resources, and going there would only result in them being cannon fodder. They didn't want to be defeated so easily.
"Is that so? Then we won't go. As for the reason, just say we need to focus all our efforts on eliminating the undead zombies within the Anzhi Empire. That reason should be reliable." Sun Fei saw through Batistuta's true intentions at a glance and praised the old fox for offering a reason that no one could refute.
"Haha, okay, let's do it that way."
Batistuta was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "How could I have forgotten about this?"
After the Undead Frenzy broke out in the Anzhi Empire, the Holy Church had not given a clear attitude, nor had it sent out a legion of divine knights to suppress it, which was incomprehensible and seemed to be plotting something. However, the sudden attack by the Dragon Clan has disrupted the Holy Church's attitude. The undead are also a major enemy of the Holy Church, so this reason is more than appropriate.
The two men smiled sinisterly.
After seeing Batistuta off, Sun Fei entered the Diablo World.
His King's most anticipated day is almost here—only the final boss, Baal, remains to be defeated in Hell Difficulty. The Amazon Warrior, the last class in the Diablo World, will then reach level 100 in Hell Difficulty, completing the game with all seven classes. The rewards Sun Fei has been eagerly awaiting are about to be revealed.
[ The Worldstone Chamber ], three hours later.
Finally, the boss Baal collapsed with a roar of anger and resentment, ending his historical mission.
Sun Fei, dressed in Amazon warrior attire, laughed heartily, collecting the set of equipment that had dropped on the ground. He didn't even have time to look at it, nor did he pay attention to the golden upgrade beam descending from the sky. Instead, he quietly waited for the mysterious, cold voice to announce the rewards for clearing the seven classes.
At this moment, Sun Fei couldn't help but feel a sense of unease, as if some mystery was about to be revealed.
The next instant, a purple Teleport silently opened in front of Sun Fei.
Sun Fei was stunned.
It wasn't what I had imagined.
Neither his memories of computer games from his past life nor the experiences of completing the final level with the six previous classes had ever seen such a Teleport... Could this be the reward for completing the level with all seven classes? This Teleport, a different color from any he had ever seen before, where does it lead? What kind of world does it connect to?
Standing ten meters away from the purple gate that shimmered with a cold light, Sun Fei's heart began to pound uncontrollably.
Should I go in or not?
"What's going on? Tell me, where does it lead? Should I go in?" Sun Fei asked loudly in his mind, trying to get an answer from that mysterious, cold voice, but unfortunately, the voice did not appear as expected.
This was the first time Sun Fei couldn't get the answer he wanted from the mysterious, cold voice.
Sun Fei is facing an extremely important choice.
This was the first time he had felt so nervous facing a seemingly ordinary Teleport.
Where will it lead?
Where does it lead?
Will she take Sun Fei back to the world from his past life's memories, and then tell Sun Fei that it was all just a dream?
Or will they take Sun Fei into the legendary Divine Domain, allowing Sun Fei to encounter the so-called gods?
Or... take Sun Fei into an even more cruel and evil world, and start a new round of monster-slaying and leveling up?
Everything stems from the fear of the unknown.
Sun Fei stood in front of the purple Teleport for a long time before slowly walking forward step by step. It took him more than ten minutes to Teleport a distance of less than twenty meters. He reached out and touched it, but felt nothing. The cold purple flames were silent, like the open mouth of a giant beast waiting to devour its prey... Sun Fei paused for a moment, but finally stepped inside.
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