Hail the King

Jessie saw the expressions on everyone’s face; he actually didn’t care that much about it. He had experienced this kind of treatment for a long time now.

Especially after he sensed the corruption in the Holy Church, he realized that Black-Cloth Shrine and its faith was the purest. Therefore, he believed in the shrine even more.

“One day, the once glorious and blessed Black-Cloth Shrine will return with power! We will prove to everyone that our beliefs and our faith are the only ones that are worthy of the [Code of God]! All the pain and suffering we are experiencing right now are just a test! One day, the holy light of God will re-shine on Black-Cloth Shrine! The Mount Black-Cloth on Waulu Mountain that is closed for 45 years will open its gates again!”

Jessie said to himself.

“Let’s continue,” he looked at Red-Robe Deacon Pellegrini and said calmly, “I know that you have another mission on top of killing Undead Mage Hazel Bank. Don’t worry; I’m the master that Bishop His Highness told you about. Since I got asked by the Bishop of the Northern Regional Church, I will assist you with all my power. From now on, you all have to stay within 20 meters of me. Don’t stay behind! If you guys are too far, I won’t have time to save you. Also, don’t be afraid of using your Holy Power. This is a hazardous place after all! If you want to survive, you got to be at your peak and be 100% aware of the surroundings.”

At this moment, Jessie appeared different from how he looked before.

Pellegrini had a complicated expression on his face, and he nodded and said, “Ok, we will follow you tightly.”

After what just happened, this Red-Robe Deacon was now very patient and polite towards Jessie. Although Jessie was from Black-Cloth Shrine and could never enter the core power circle, he was still a Half Moon Elite. If the Execution Team wanted to survive in this Mythical Palace, they would need to rely on him. After a series of shocks, Pellegrini who was drowned by the feeling of power woke up; he didn’t want to offend any powerful masters.

Since the Red-Robe Deacon changed his attitude, the other members of the team also followed suit.

However, that priest who got saved by Jessie no longer looked thankful after knowing that Jessie was from Black-Cloth Shrine. He quickly moved away and was afraid that others might mistake his connection with Black-Cloth Shrine. The human mind was cruel and mean sometimes.

However, Jessie wasn’t mad. In his mind, he only saved this priest because that was in line with the faith of Black-Cloth Shrine. He did what he had to do, and other people who were blinded by external factors won’t change his mind.

“Follow me and lighten your steps,” Jessie said to everyone after he clarified the directions.

Actually, everyone on the team had a copy of the map; they were drawn by masters who went through this place by trial-and-error. However, since it had been many years before the Mythical Gate opened last time, some changes took place, and their maps weren’t 100% safe. Out of everyone who entered Mythical Palace, only Fei’s mysterious map was indeed 100% safe.

This group of people wasn’t fast, but they moved forward steadily.

To them, the robes and armors that they were wearing weren’t 100% useless. At least the masters who were in this Mythical Palace didn’t dare to have wicked thoughts about them.

However, other people weren’t that lucky.

In some degree, the Mythical Palace was an orderless and chaotic space. The people who entered could be righteous and evil, and there didn’t lack people who looked righteous in the outside world but were actually evil bastards.

The people who entered this place were all influential figures in the outside world, and the evil ones would turn their attention onto other masters after not getting anything. The spatial storage rings, armors, and weapons were all potential causes for murders and robberies.

Without the discipline and order in the outside world, evil would prevail.

These masters were humans too, and they were susceptible to evil thoughts.

For everyone in this Mythical Palace, danger didn’t just come from the magic traps and killing mechanisms but also each other.

On another path, [Snow Mountain Hermit]’s team of more than ten people faced the most significant danger they had encountered when they entered level 21 region. Two mid-tier New Moon Elites targeted them.

These two were wearing ordinary clothes that any resident at Dual-Flags City would wear, but their strength was shocking. At the moment, mists covered their faces and sealed their identities.

However, the murderous spirits passed through the layer of mist and locked onto this group of people. Without saying anything, they attacked using their most powerful strikes.

“Who are you?” [Snow Mountain Hermit] wasn’t in a good situation as he had to fight a 1v2 battle. As he unleashed all of his Warrior Energy, he shouted, “Why are you trying to kill us?”

“No reason. We just want to kill people and rob their treasures,” one of them said with a hoarse voice. It was evident that they used their Warrior Energy to alter their voices so that their identities won’t be discovered.

However, these two people were powerful, and their coordination was on point. They continued to attack [Snow Mountain Hermit] and wanted to kill this threat as soon as they could. As in terms of people like Fairenton and Modoc, they were nothing in their eyes.

“Humph! We must know each other! Otherwise, why would you hide your faces?” [Snow Mountain Hermit] questioned as he summoned his Combat Weapon and turned his red Warrior Energy into a tornado-like swirl. His strength increased, and every single strike from him was enough to create a mini-earthquake. The power he was demonstrating at the moment was far beyond the power that he used against Fei; this should be his real strength.

The two mysterious masters were shocked by this, and they were forced back by [Snow Mountain Hermit] continuously.

In the next moment, the two masters divided up. One of them continued to attack [Snow Mountain Hermit], and the other one turned his focus onto people like Fairenton. As he sneered and struck out, the weakest four Nine-Star Warriors were instantly turned into blood mist. Even Modoc and Tony who were both Moon-Class Elites paled. The former’s body shook violently while the latter spat out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, one could easily compare Modoc’s and Tony’s strength.

What was shocking was that Fairenton who was only an Eight-Star Warrior was fine. An orange light sphere appeared and enveloped him, and it cracked after this strike hit it.

“What is this?” that mysterious master was stunned. He sensed the indefensible energy from that light sphere, and he backed off immediately.

Fairenton calmed down after sensing the power in his body. He stood by his Senior Brothers, Modoc and Tony, and released an orange light sphere that enveloped. Like a huge mountain, this sphere wasn’t damaged at all didn’t matter how hard this terrifying master attacked it.

On the other side, [Snow Mountain Hermit]’s curved Combat Weapon flew around him, attacking and defending at the same time. His fire-elemental Warrior Energy was used to the max, and his presence looked impressive. Even though he was in the advantage, he couldn’t kill his opponent in a short time.

The time passed by slowly.

One hour later, Fairenton who was really anxious suddenly heard a voice in his head.

“This is not how you use this Protective Combat Weapon.”

This prince was very familiar with this voice. Before he could react, that voice said, “Take a good look! This is the real power of [Sand of Earthly Anger].”

As soon as that voice finished speaking, Fairenton felt an insane amount of energy exploding in his body. An orange sand grain rushed out of his hair, and this sand grain was extremely beautiful. Each of its many facets was smooth, and it was shiny like a diamond. It instantly grew larger into the size of a fist, and it easily penetrated the body of one master as it dragged out a long orange tail in the air. However, it wasn’t done there. With its residual power, it turned in mid-air and instantly penetrated through the body of the master who was battling [Snow Mountain Hermit]. After all of that was done, it dashed into Fairenton’s forehead and disappeared into his body.

Bam! Bam!

The two masters fell onto the ground.

Their chests were penetrated through, and there were two huge holes in their bodies. Their internal organs were all turned into meat paste, and blood gushed out of the holes like fountains.