Above the sky, the fireballs left by the spaceship explosion rose straight into the clouds, while the remaining debris, sparking as it fell in all directions, resembled a black and red snowfall.
As Tiffany's exclamation subsided, figures gradually came into view.
Its increasingly powerful aura was like the sea under a hurricane, with surging waves and howling winds, as if it wanted to shatter the soul and obliterate the will.
An overwhelming sense of oppression filled their hearts, and apart from Logo, everyone else felt a surge of despair.
"Demigod... and not just one! Boss, I'll follow you in my next life too," Crassus muttered to himself.
Upon hearing this, Logo glanced at him, and when he saw the fat cat's serious expression, a deep tenderness flashed in his eyes. He reached out and ruffled the cat's big head. "Don't worry, if it's fishing, how can the fishing rod be anything less than sturdy?"
No sooner had these words been spoken than a deep voice rang out from beneath the swirling light, "Night King, I can already sense your presence. If you don't come out soon, this brat is going to die!"
"The Night King?" Crassus was taken aback, then his eyes lit up with joy. "Isn't that the Grand Elder's nickname?"
"Heh, the Dawn Knight of the Dawn Empire actually do such petty thievery, secretly robbing and killing a junior. Truly worthy of being followers of the God of Dawn, just as hypocritical and shameless!" A cold laugh rang out, and a powerful aura spread out. The Grand Elder, holding a blood-red battle scythe, stepped out from the spatial interlayer.
The moment he appeared, an overwhelming aura of Slaughter instantly filled the sky and the earth, even dyeing the vast ocean blood red. The world before them seemed to have become Hell, reflecting a bloody color on people's faces and hearts.
The difference was that, beneath this crimson light, Logo and the others felt warmth, while the enemies who appeared involuntarily took a step back, their hearts enveloped by an icy chill.
"What terrifying aura! This kind of killing intent is simply unheard of." An unknown female voice drifted out from the hazy light.
Next came the Demigod who had spoken first, "Hmph, what's so special about that? When we surrounded and killed the War King of the Gendaya Tribe, the killing intent he exuded shattered a star. Compared to that, this Night King is far inferior. The reason he has such audacity is probably more due to that Scythe of Slaughter!"
As they spoke, two beams of light materialized and fixed their gaze on the battle scythe held in the Elder's hand, beginning to observe it.
The Elder remained indifferent. "Amanda, Brinsha, Cecilia, Belako, what are you all doing putting on airs in front of me? Do you really think this will show off your power? Idiots!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surging momentum from the opposite side intensified, but thanks to the Grand Elder's obstruction, it couldn't affect Logo and the others in the slightest.
He was like a majestic mountain, standing between the two, blocking out the wind and rain, the raging storms and blizzards.
However, despite their surging anger, the light subsided, and the Demigod finally revealed their true forms.
Two men and two women.
One of them, a middle-aged man dressed in golden armor, wielding a greatsword, and with a stern face, stood at the very front; his aura was the most terrifying.
Logo's eyes flickered slightly, and the information about this person instantly appeared in his mind. Before setting off, the Grand Elder had opened the Night Watchers ' database to Logo, greatly enriching his understanding of Planet Oklo, especially some of the top experts.
This person is named Amanda, Demigod powerhouse of the Dawn Empire. Her life rank has reached Tier Seventeen, which is the so-called Mid-Rank Demigod. She is nicknamed the Dawn Knight of Dawn and is skilled in frontal attacks. She is renowned for her prowess.
Behind Amanda, the remaining two women and one man were all Low-Rank Demigod.
The woman named Cecilia and the young man named Belako, like Amanda, came from the Dawn Empire.
As for the last woman, who looked to be about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, her name was Brinsha, nicknamed Wolf's Kiss. She was the top warrior under the White Wolf King and one of the only two remaining Demigod in the White Wolf Kingdom. She was an incomparably Unrivaled dagger that had eliminated countless enemies for the White Wolf King.
Besides the four Demigod, there are more than a dozen Sanctuary powerhouses, many of whom are of Epic level.
These people formed a circle, trapping Logo and his group inside, making escape impossible.
The situation was critical; everyone could see that.
"Young man, this isn't a show of force against you," the old count said gravely, his hand gripping his battle scythe tightly.
Logo's gaze was icy as he looked at the enemy before him and sneered, "I never said that their target was only me!"
"You..." The old count was about to say something when Amanda burst into wild laughter and pointed her sword at the Grand Elder.
"I never expected you, Night King, to actually risk your life to protect this little guy. It seems he's truly important to your Royal Court. I just wonder what your reaction will be when I slowly crush him into mincemeat?"
The arrogant laughter echoed far and wide amidst the blood-red scene. The Grand Elder remained silent, his face as if frozen with frost, simply standing silently in front of Logo and the others.
"Amanda, stop talking nonsense and quickly take out the people behind him. Don't forget our mission!" Wolf's Kiss Brinsha said with a frown, her two thin, sharp daggers creating a series of afterimages.
"Of course I haven't forgotten, you don't need to remind me." Amanda tilted her head and sneered, then waved her hand, and the four Demigod instantly appeared in four directions, launching their attacks simultaneously.
The power of Demigod is earth-shattering, let alone when four Demigod attack simultaneously, along with nearly twenty Sanctuary and over a hundred Transcendent beings of the Tier Five or above.
Under this pressure that felt like the world was collapsing, Logo and his group were like a small boat adrift in a raging storm, on the verge of capsizing at any moment.
"Kid, take care of yourself. If you encounter any danger, remember to crush the necklace I gave you." A voice rang out, echoing in his ears, but it wasn't the voice of the Grand Elder. It was the alchemist Madison, whom Logo had recently taken as his teacher.
Boom!!
After giving his instructions to the students, Madison, disguised as the Grand Elder, sneered and raised his hand. The space around him began to bend, like a folded piece of paper, transforming into an enormous spatial cage.
Above this cage, countless Alchemical Runes shimmered with bright and dazzling Radiance of various colors. The Rune Array of different sizes combined and interlocked to form a magic array powerful enough to bind a Demigod.
"The teacher wasn't bragging; his specialty really is rune magic." Looking at the gleaming runes around him, Logo couldn't help but gasp in amazement.
"Rune Array? This is... the Heaven-Imprisoning Prison! You're not the Night King, who are you? You were deliberately stalling for time!" Amanda stared at the spatial cage before her, her eyes blazing with anger, a torrent of thoughts racing through her mind.
"Who else could it be? On the entire Planet Oklo, the only one who is proficient in runic literature and capable of setting up the Heaven-Imprisoning Prison is that person!" Brinsha's face was icy cold. Things were getting out of control, and she was very annoyed by this feeling.
"The Cartographer, Madison!" Amanda said, emphasizing each word.
"What Madison? I'm clearly Kim Laken, don't make false accusations."
The 'Elder' raised an eyebrow and said, his expression conveying the message that they shouldn't slander him.
After saying this, he casually waved his hand, and the blood-red battle scythe in his palm rose into the air. Immediately afterwards, a towering alchemical tower appeared in the cage, its color emerald green and adorned with rare and precious treasures.
Logo looked up and was almost blinded by the Radiance of the various treasures.
"Tsk, no wonder he's an alchemy master, this tower is truly magnificent!"
After the Alchemy Tower appeared, Logo had the leisure to make jokes here, but Amanda and the others turned green with rage.
"You still dare to say you're not Madison? What's with this tower? Don't tell me that the mighty Demigod- level Slaughter Knight, Night King Laken, has actually changed classes?" Amanda said angrily.
"Oh yeah, how did you know I changed jobs? Ugh, being a knight is so boring, all you do is get beaten up, and that's it. Alchemy is so much better, you can make money and fight at the same time!"
With the alchemy tower atop his head, the 'Grand Elder' chuckled, showing no sign of tension.
There's no other reason than that we have the confidence to back it up.
"Madison, have you thought this through? This is a conflict between us and the Gendaya Tribe. Does your Tia Empire really want to get involved? Aren't you afraid of triggering an imperial war?"
Amanda would never want to fight Madison unless absolutely necessary. Although this alchemist had few achievements, he was famously rich. He had Demigod by the book, enough to kill someone with a single blow. Moreover, he held a prestigious position in the Tia Empire. If anything happened to him, those spellcasters would not let it go.
But this idea clearly belongs only to Amanda herself.
Madison showed absolutely no awareness of the situation.
Donning the Elder's persona, he became even more unrestrained. After hearing Amanda's words, he laughed heartily, "I am Gendaya People, are you all confused? Forget it, there's no point in arguing with a bunch of fools. Since you dare to attempt a robbery, then let's see who uses what!"
After he finished speaking, at the bottom of the Alchemy Tower, the surging war golems poured out like a flood bursting its banks.
Low-Rank Transcendent, Mid-Rank Transcendent, High-Rank Transcendent, Legendary, Epic...
Aside from the absence of Demigod, the puppets of other levels were as numerous as hairs on a cow, completely surrounding the entire Heaven-Imprisoning Prison.
This is the terror of a high-level alchemist; with a wave of their hand, a large army can be unleashed. With a large amount of high-quality equipment by their side, their combat power is no less than that of others of the same level.
"Come, come, let me see what you're capable of!" Laughing wildly, the 'Elder' revealed his own wooden armor, and various weapons emerged from the space in front of him, unleashing a devastating torrent of attacks in an instant.
Amanda and the other three Demigod were both fending off attacks from the puppets coming from all directions and locked in a fierce battle with the 'Grand Elder,' feeling extremely distressed.
"Damn it, how did this Madison suddenly appear and help the Gendaya People so diligently? Could it be that he took this kid as a student? No, even if that were the case, it wouldn't be worth paying such a price..." Amanda was completely baffled and confused.
What he didn't know was that ordinary students were certainly not worth Madison paying such a price, risking war against four Demigod simultaneously and offending the Dawn Empire and the White Wolf Kingdom.
Logo was simply too outstanding, giving Madison a glimmer of hope he had given up on for many years—a hope to go further, an obsession that would make him not hesitate to oppose the Dawn Empire, or even betray the Tia Empire.
Compared to that, playing around with a few Demigod is no big deal.
"What's even more infuriating is that this guy actually blocked the communication channels. The Heaven-Imprisoning Prison is too tight, there's no way to find a gap to send messages. The Holy See doesn't know our situation, so the operation on Origin Island..." Amanda's heart tightened, and her movements were inevitably affected. The 'Grand Elder' seized the opportunity and hit her in the chest with a cannon, leaving a charred mark on her armor.
The Dawn Knight dared not be careless again and focused intently on his enemy.
The four Demigod were held back by their teacher.
Most of the enemies at the Sanctuary- level were also submerged in the raging waves formed by the alchemical golems, greatly reducing the pressure on Logo and the others.
They each went off to find enemies to fight.
Crassus spread his wings and soared among the puppets, galloping and darting about like a dazzling bolt of lightning, occasionally unleashing a deadly attack. The Heaven-Shaking Cannon on his back had already taken down two enemies in a short time.
The Dark Twin Stars are like Hell messengers in the night, transforming into shadows and merging into nothingness. They suddenly burst forth, and someone is sure to fall. Their Slaughter efficiency far surpasses that of Crassus, and in a short period of time, a High-Rank Transcendent has died at their hands.
Caesar transformed into his vacuum form, roaring and howling as he fought three Legendary simultaneously. Although he was at a disadvantage, his powerful healing abilities made his opponents suffer greatly.
Both Gain and the old count found their own opponents and began to fight.
Seemingly aware of Logo and the others' thoughts, the puppet army only trapped them without killing them, giving them ample opportunities, and even offering assistance when they encountered danger.
"Earth Dao teacher!" Logo exclaimed, feeling that he had truly made the right choice in choosing a teacher.
With a flick of his finger, a dozen cards floated before his eyes.
After glancing around and seeing that everyone was in good condition, Logo's brows furrowed slightly, and a ball of golden-blue flames suddenly rose around him.
Under the infusion of the Fire of Birth, a dozen cards transformed into various alchemical equipment amidst the crisp, mechanical whirring sounds.
A moment later, Logo's appearance changed.
He was dressed in a mecha that resembled a Crimson Flame Warhawk, carried a mechanical war scythe, and was surrounded by thirty-eight floating cannons. Various weapon modules, including the Shadow Spike and the Destroyer Warhammer, were hidden in his waist, limbs, and head.
Amidst the flickering firelight, Logo strode forward, the puppet army automatically parting to make way for him. A Transcendent being with an aura at the Middle Tier Nine was revealed, warily scrutinizing the mecha warrior before him.
Beneath the mask, Logo's eyes narrowed slightly as he beckoned to the man, the provocation clear.
While the battle raged fiercely on Logo's side, on the other side, on Origin Island...
A golden beam of light descended from the sky, like a world-destroying sword slashed down by a god, piercing straight into the heart of the Royal Court, the Buratino Royal Palace.