Chapter 323 The Saintess's Admirers

Qin Mo looked at the figure that suddenly emerged from the darkness and was no longer nervous. The other party was a human. The only human in the same camp as the beastmen was the Rakshasa, and the Rakshasa did not have any Saint-level experts. As long as it was not a Saint-level expert, what was there to fear from the others?

"Arthas...who is that?" Qin Mo asked Kelly beside her.

“Arthas is the eldest son of the current Tsar, and is said to be the most promising person in the Rakshasa Kingdom to become a Saint-level powerhouse. He has fought with Princess Heatherine several times, but was defeated by her each time.” Kelly knew who Arthas was as expected, and her invisible spear had begun to condense, clearly showing her extreme tension.

The Rakshasa people have an extremely abnormal control over cultivation methods. Historically, only high-ranking nobles could inherit them, and in recent years, only the royal family has produced high-level cultivators. This has greatly strengthened the royal family's rule over the Rakshasa people, but it has also caused them to lose the strength to challenge the Beastmen and become vassals of the Beastmen.

Arthas was tall and handsome, with long golden hair that fluttered in the wind. As he slowly emerged from the darkness, Qin Mo found herself hearing the song "Undead Overture," which had been renamed by the Chinese.

"Arthas, you are a powerful human being, yet you are used by orcs. Doesn't that bring shame upon your ancestors?" Heatherine angrily rebuked Arthas.

"Hatherine, you came to me back then, asking me to submit to the Temple, but did you ever consider that we Rakshasa were rejected by the entire Western Continent a thousand years ago? How could you possibly accept us now? You were using me, treating me like an idiot..."

Arthas was also very unhappy with Heather's rebuke. As the hope of the Rakshasa royal family, it was indeed difficult for him to be persuaded to become a lackey of the temple.

"Since Arthas, you are loyal to your orcs, then let us settle this with a fight to the death today!" Saintess Heatherine's white robes fluttered without wind, and her aura began to rise steadily.

Arthas's handsome face twisted in pain as he shouted, "Heatherine, I said I would give up my position if you agreed to be my wife..."

"Shut up!"

"shut up!"

The two sharp shouts were like two thunderclaps, leaving Arthas momentarily stunned.

He roared angrily into the darkness, like a mad beast howling at its hunter.

"Your Highness Arthas, are you going to betray the great orc race? Are you going to break the oath your family made? Do you want to bring disaster upon your family?" A tall, old orc emerged from the darkness and questioned Arthas in a deep voice.

“Brown, my own affairs have nothing to do with my family, and you don’t need to threaten me. If your orcs didn’t need us to help you rule the Rakshasa, you would have slaughtered my family long ago. Why wait until now?” Arthas’s face was cold as he fearlessly refuted Brown’s question.

“Your Highness Arthas, no matter what, Princess Heatherine must stay here today, otherwise we will both be in trouble. Lord Garrosh has a bad temper, hehe!” Bruon stopped roaring at Arthas and instead whispered sinisterly.

"Qin Mo, take Kelly and the others south later. I will catch up with you," Saintess Heatherine instructed Qin Mo.

"Kelly, you take them south later. Princess Heatherine and I will follow shortly." Qin Mo nodded to Heatherine and then turned to Kelly to give the instructions.

Heatherine glared angrily at Qin Mo, who returned her a warm smile.

"Since my plan went wrong, I must take responsibility for it." Qin Mo said softly, pulled down the "Dark Scale" mask, opened the wooden box on his back, and took out his heavy weapon, "Fire of Joy".

Kelly didn't head south; he stood silently behind Qin Mo, with Ellie following closely behind, followed by Xu Luo, Green, Holson...

"A bunch of arrogant ants, today I, Arthas, will end your lives!"

"Brown, you hold off the saintess. I'll kill these temple minions first and then help you." Arthas drew his longsword and charged towards Qin Mo and the others.

Bruon's body did not move, but he manipulated the power of heaven and earth, pressing down on Qin Mo and the others without end.

Saintess Heatherine moved several steps to block Arthas, and at the same time, she began to emit a dazzling holy light, dissolving Bruon's power of heaven and earth into nothingness.

"Brown, what are you waiting for?" Arthas was reluctant to fight Heatherine, but since Brown didn't move, he began to roar angrily.

Heatherine's weapon was also a spear formed from the power of the Holy Spirit. It seemed to have no substance, but no matter which direction Arthas's sword came from, it was as if it had hit a mountain, and it could not advance even an inch.

Arthas gradually calmed down, his expression turning focused and cold. Several times, Saint Heather's invisible spear nearly pierced his body. Faced with death, he finally abandoned his emotions and fought with all his might.

Qin Mo stood there, feeling the constant power of battle between heaven and earth. He had experienced the might of heaven and earth from King Bernullis when he was still very weak. He could resist such attacks by activating Nirvana Flame. Now he was even more confident that he could move freely under such pressure.

A powerful aura began to surge from Arthas's body. Unlike the "primordial energy" of the Great Xia and the "righteous energy" of the Temple, his aura was a violent red.

The red aura clearly possessed the ability to stir up the hidden power between heaven and earth. In an instant, Heatherine's white light, Bruon's power of heaven and earth, and Arthas's violent red aura began to entangle and fight in the small space of the town.

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