Everyone was stunned. Who was Adrian? He was the promising young master of the Knights Templar, a figure to whom all factions vied to curry favor.

No one had ever heard of this Zaun before. If it weren't for the fact that Miss Isabella had a good impression of him, he would probably be considered a "country bumpkin" who wouldn't even be qualified to enter the Hall of Wealth.

And yet this guy actually dared to throw wine in Adrian's face?

I'm afraid he won't be able to leave here alive today.

Not to mention the others, even Chu Chuyan and Isabella were stunned.

Chu Chuyan never expected Zu An to be so impulsive, but almost instantly she was ready to fight; they would live and die together.

Isabella hurriedly looked towards her father in the distance, realizing that she probably couldn't protect her elder brother now, given her influence.

Adrian's eyes instantly turned red, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "You're asking for death!"

He immediately threw a punch at the opponent's head, sparks flying as his fist rubbed against the surrounding air, like a falling meteorite, and arrived in front of the opponent in the blink of an eye.

Adrian's anger level increased by 999+999+999...

Just when everyone thought Zaun's head was about to explode, Adrian's fist suddenly went limp, and he suddenly made a strange sound: "Iku Iku!"

One-Warehouse Experience Card: What stabs you in the back isn't necessarily a knife, what sounds like heart-wrenching cries isn't necessarily pain, what you carry on your shoulders isn't necessarily responsibility, and what you swallow isn't necessarily a lesson!

It works on males by having them project the perspective of a female who has been abused, making them shout "Iku Iku". It is ineffective on those without sexual experience.

Adrian was about to throw a punch in anger, but suddenly an image flashed in his mind of a big black man pinning him down and attacking him relentlessly. He was clearly very strong, but he still couldn't stop the other man.

The humiliation and shame, mixed with waves of trembling and soul-stirring cries, made him unable to hold back any longer and let out a loud groan.

He knew he was finished the moment he cried out; his carefully cultivated persona over the years was ruined. Unfortunately, he couldn't control this impulse from the depths of his soul and kept crying out.

Hearing the whispers around him, he felt both mortified and ashamed.

Isabella's mouth was agape; she had no idea how her brother Zu had managed to do that.

Chu Chuyan had a general idea of ​​Zu An's abilities, and the corners of her lips curved slightly. This guy not only kills people but also destroys their spirit.

Zuan remained calm. He had faced a true god face to face and was considered a thorn in the side by the Annihilation. What kind of storms hadn't he seen?

Before the true god, one must be obsequious and subservient, but does this young fellow even deserve it?

If even a single experience card couldn't withstand it, it's clear that his mental fortitude is far less strong than it appears.

Just then, a furious roar came from the side: "What kind of sorcerer is using evil magic!"

A holy light shone in the hall, and a blond middle-aged man pointed a finger directly at Zaun.

He stood still, but that tiny finger seemed to cover the entire sky above Zu'an's head. The terrifying pressure instantly drained the surrounding energy, making it difficult for the target to breathe, let alone resist.

He was none other than Augustus, the Grand Master of the Knights Templar.

He didn't care at all when he saw his son making fun of the outsider, because in his opinion, the kid was not worth mentioning and his son could easily get rid of him.

Isabella is just a young girl at heart; she misjudged someone for a moment. Once she marries her son, she will naturally forget about it.

So he was chatting with several elders of the Global Chamber of Commerce, but who knew that such an accident would happen and his son would lose face so badly.

He was naturally furious and attacked the other party, killing him on the spot.

"Have mercy!" Aragorn exclaimed in alarm, and was about to stop him.

Elder Oberon stepped in front of him, saying, "Third brother, don't worry, Augustus is careful and won't hurt Isabella."

Aragorn: "..."

He knew, of course, that the other party wouldn't hurt Isabella; he wanted to save Zaun.

Unfortunately, the elder blocked my way, and it was too late to save him. I could only watch that figure with worry. If he died here, Isabella would probably hate me to death.

Chu Chuyan drew her longsword, her hair turning completely white, and a blizzard raged around her. She was about to join forces with Zu An to block this terrifying attack, even if it meant dying together, she would not close her eyes and wait for death.

The people around were somewhat surprised. This beautiful woman had a very special aura. They couldn't sense any aura of a true god on her. Could it be that she became so powerful simply on her own?

But what surprised them even more was what happened next. They saw that Zuan stood still and didn't move. Instead, he reached out and grabbed the girl next to him, seemingly signaling her not to move.

Did he know he was doomed, so he gave up resisting and chose to die with his beloved?

It's no wonder people think this way, because Augustus, as the Grand Master of the Knights Templar, has killed countless powerful demons over the years, and even frequently fought against the powerful figures under the command of Annihilation. He is a renowned figure throughout the myriad worlds.

No matter how you look at the young man opposite, his aura is not particularly strong. He could crush an ant with just a flick of his finger.

But the next second everyone was stunned, because a vast starry river suddenly appeared in front of Zu An, and his finger full of destruction fell into it, instantly becoming still.

"In the long river of history, the true god of memory leaves his mark on history!" Some powerful figures in the arena, who were originally sitting on the sofa watching the show leisurely, all stood up when they saw this scene.

Zuan smiled slightly at this moment: "Are you trying to say that the followers of memory are demons?"

Augustus's face froze instantly. Although he was a big figure in the Order camp, he dared not utter any words of blasphemy against another true god.

Isabella, worried about potential problems, quickly added, "Brother Zu is still the messenger of order."

Upon hearing this, a murmur of whispers arose in the hall.

Compared to the distinguished Adrian, this unknown kid was nothing more than a nobody on the roadside.

But once they knew he was a divine messenger, all the halos surrounding Adrian seemed insignificant.

What kind of junior commander of the Knights Templar? The Divine Envoy is someone who sits at the same table as his father, and he has to show him the respect due to a junior.

If Zaun were merely followers of order, then as Augustus, he could have simply wiped them out once he came to his senses.

But things are different now. Apart from the madmen under the command of the Annihilation, no one is willing to kill a divine messenger. Incurring the wrath of the true god is no joke.

As expected, Augustus, who had originally intended to take action again, hesitated.

At this moment, Elder Oberon said in a deep voice, "The Hall of Wealth is a place of order. I'm afraid it's not the place for those who remember to come here to show off their power."

He tapped the scepter in his hand, and a beam of light spread out. Adrian, who had been trembling all over, finally recovered, got up, and looked at Zaun with a mixture of shame and anger, his eyes filled with resentment.

Anger from Adrian: +1024 +1024 +1024...