An ancient hall, its light blood red and dim, with countless pieces of blood and flesh pulsating within its walls, each piece of fresh flesh like a strong and powerful heart.

Inside the palace, a creature of flesh and blood, growing wildly, twisted on the throne.

Beneath the throne were four unidentified beings with humble postures.

The twisted, distorted creature on the throne spoke: "The test subject, Lina, has completely lost her responsiveness."

"The retrieval of the Holy Grail of Endless Magic failed?"

Upon hearing this, one of the creatures, which was constantly cracking open and growing countless eyes, let out a sinister laugh.

“I’ve said it before: such an important event should at least be accompanied by a master of ceremonies. The Holy Grail of Infinite Magic is an important property of the Church. If the Holy Grail is lost, Musa, who is in charge of this matter, should be held responsible.”

"Moussa, how will you answer? Have you not forgotten the Church of Life, nor Kumiloni!"

The flesh-and-blood creature known as Musa is covered in blood-red muscles that twist like steel rebar threads, a process that makes its body continuously stronger and more resilient.

It offered no explanation, but simply addressed the being on the throne: "This matter is my dereliction of duty."

"I will be responsible for retrieving the Holy Grail of Endless Magic."

The voice on the throne was not angry, but calmly said, "The last feedback from the Holy Grail suggests the involvement of those who hold the positions of the gods of luck, destruction, and power..."

"The destruction of divine positions, which conflicts with life, is helpful to our research."

Musa lowered his head in a deep voice: "I will not only retrieve the Holy Grail, but also bring back the positions of God of Fortune and God of Destruction."

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Guild Base

At this moment, everyone's special weapons are being forged. In the Godslayer Guild, apart from Leng Qingying, everyone else can only use the next level of weapons for the time being.

Under Lu Cang's orders, no one may leave the guild territory before the weapon is forged.

When operating in the upper realms, one must always ensure that their strength is at its peak.

However, among all the weapons, Leng Qingying's original dark short sword was the first to reach diamond quality.

Whoosh!

Inside the Arena of Ten Thousand Races, Leng Qingying thrusts her short sword.

It pierced straight through Xin Qianhuan's heart, completely severing his life force.

Xin Qianhuan fell from the sky to the ground, losing all her illusions, but also regaining her vitality.

He said calmly, "You win."

Xin Qianhuan is no match for Leng Qingying now. After obtaining the Infinite Illusion talent, Leng Qingying's strength is no longer comparable to before.

"How about it?"

Leng Qingying looked at Lu Cang, who was watching the game from the stands.

"Hmm, there's been progress, but you could be a little more careful. You're only overwhelming Xin Qianhuan with sheer strength, but in terms of combat experience, you're still inferior to it."

"You're still using the Infinite Illusion talent too clumsily."

"Xin Qianhuan, go train with Yongzhe Wuwei, I'll tutor her alone."

Xin Qianhuan sighed, "Yes, sir."

"Will you train with that soldier...?"

Xin Qianhuan has fought against everyone in the guild more than once. Everyone else is fine, but this Brave Warrior is the only one whose progress is really too fast.

Unless it's a purely numerical advantage issue, as long as it involves operations, once you use it the first time, it's unlikely to be effective the second time.

Moreover, in most cases, even a surprise attack without warning is unlikely to be effective.

Besides Leng Qingying, whose strength has increased dramatically, Xin Qianhuan believes that the second person she cannot defeat is the fearless warrior.

Moreover, she realized that if things continued like this, it wouldn't be long before everyone in the guild surpassed her.

Is this really the human race with no potential?

Speaking of which, are the Illusion Heart Clan really doing well? For some reason, I'm still a little homesick. The Illusion Heart Clan is actually quite a good race; you can tell from the fact that they always have teachers and instructors, and the atmosphere within the clan is very harmonious.

With a heart full of thoughts, Xin Qianhuan left the arena.

In the end, only Leng Qingying and Lu Cang remained on the field.

"President, it's been a long time since we sparred."

"Long time? It wasn't that long ago, was it?"

Leng Qingying: "Perhaps."

"Even though my strength has improved so much, I still feel like I have no hope of winning against you."

"President, I have a question that I am very concerned about."

"Ask away."

"What level is your strength at now?"

Since arriving in the Upper Realm, Leng Qingying has rarely seen Lu Cang take action. Even when he does, it's only for trivial matters, such as casually casting a destructive spell.

"I wouldn't dare say I'm invincible, but among all the living demigods, there are no more than five who can defeat me, including Yacaticto."

"If you include all the demigods throughout history, there won't be more than 20," Lu Cang said with extreme confidence.

Leng Qingying: "Heh, it seems you're quite powerful in the upper realm, President."

Lu Cang: "However, true enemies never fight against us at the same level, nor do they fight us openly and honestly."

As she was speaking, a short knife pierced through Leng Qingying's back. Lu Cangkai's phantom had appeared behind Leng Qingying without her noticing and killed her silently.

Even if Leng Qingying activated her invincibility, it would be meaningless, as Lu Cang directly used Leng Qingying's divine authority to break her invincibility.

"President...you..."

Lu Cang chuckled: "Like now."

"mean."

Someone so much stronger than me, and they still managed to sneak up on me...

After Leng Qingying collapsed, Lu Cang continued teaching: "The biggest advantage of Infinite Illusion over Shadow Kill is not the increased number of illusions, but the fact that you can have six illusions without any prerequisites..."

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Kosa ran for who knows how far, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Yacaticto was not chasing after him.

After stopping, Kosa wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The feeling that Yacaticto had just given it was truly one of certain death upon contact, giving Kosa the feeling that he had obtained the position of the God of Luck not for anything else, but precisely for this person.

"Where...is this place?"

When they were fleeing, they were so panicked that they used every random means of escape they could think of.

They had no idea where they had ended up.

Before them was a dark red cave entrance, inside which countless pieces of blood and flesh throbbed, giving one an extremely unsettling sense of unease, as if those pieces of flesh and blood could hatch into vibrant life at any moment.

The mountain in front of Khosa seemed to have its own life force, as if the entire mountain was breathing.

Kosa felt uneasy again, but just as it was about to leave, two creatures made entirely of flesh appeared behind it.

"Who are you...?"

"How did I end up here?"

As Kosa questioned the two pieces of meat, he cursed inwardly: Damn it, who knows what happened? Before he knew it, he was already here.

"Haha, just passing by, just passing by, I'm leaving now."

Although Kosa was a demigod, the cave before him and the two lumps of flesh made him extremely uneasy.

Adding to his recent encounters with frivolous people like Fiery Chapman, Nehercato, and Jacaticto, Kosa now just wants to get out of there as soon as possible.

I will never provoke anyone again.

In less than a few hours, they had already encountered three powerful figures.

While the upper realms are certainly fraught with danger, surely they haven't reached the point where powerful figures are everywhere? Kosa pondered that a demigod is already at 99.99...% of the power level, so why are all the powerful figures appearing today? Is he truly a lucky god? Or is he some kind of unlucky, calamity-ridden god?

"Walk?"

Just then, a fleshy monster split open and licked at Kosa with its tongue. Kosa felt nauseous, but dared not make a move.

"You seem to be a god of fortune, and you seem to carry the scent of the Holy Grail of Infinite Magic."