"How could this be! Could it be that Brian has really perished?!"
The clouds surrounding the crystal ball had mostly dissipated, and Kyle's expression was rather grim.
This wasn't a concern about Brian's demise, but rather the pressure of facing an unknown and formidable enemy!
"He shattered the endless pits, his hoarse throat bursting out a silent cry, and finally fell on the battlefield where swords and fire intertwined. The blazing flames assimilated his indomitable body, and the earth bore the remains of his broken spirit."
Sister Mary manipulated the crystal ball, murmuring as she analyzed the information appearing on the screen.
Kyle had some knowledge of this lineage of prophetic magic and analyzed the information with Sister Mary.
The deep pit was broken, and the throat was silent. This was because he was beaten so badly that he had no power to fight back and could not even utter a sound of anger.
Returning to nothingness, fallen on the battlefield of blood and fire...
This can be interpreted as the body being burned by flames. The enemy should be a half-step Gold Saint who has awakened fire attribute potential. To be able to defeat Brian, the potential aura transformed from his foundation may be as many as nine.
Such a formidable enemy is none other than the druid who fled back then!
Kyle even suspected that the druid had disguised his strength and infiltrated Starstone Fortress in order to sabotage the Divine Court's grand plan!
The images in the crystal ball gradually became clearer, shifting from the various environments spreading through the void to the ground engulfed in flames, and finally disappearing into the earth.
At this moment, Knight Kyle and Sister Mary held their breath, focusing intently on every detail.
They desperately wanted to know if Brian was still alive.
As someone in the know, the terrifying aspect of the [Source of Earth] lies in its ability to regenerate severed limbs. According to the bishop's deduction, once one embarks on the Golden Path, their talent will undergo an explosive advancement, allowing them to repair even if their head is severed!
"Shh..."
Startled earthworms crawling in the soft soil, ants scurrying about, and white larvae made Sister Mary frown slightly.
The next moment, a dried-up head was exposed in front of the two.
The head is inhabited by underground reptiles, and due to the high concentration of energy factors, the underground creatures have reached a higher level and have a strong digestive capacity.
That's why Brian's head was devoured, like a shredded ear of corn, with the blood vessels and skin peeled off to reveal the blood-stained, dried bones.
Suddenly, Brian opened his left eye, the deep white of which stared at Sister Mary!
Kyle Knight: "Holy shit!!!"
Sister Mary: "(╯°Д°)╯[Crystal ball]"
The terrifying sight caused Sister Mary to throw the crystal ball away, pat her full breasts, and reveal a lingering fear in her beautiful eyes.
The knight, Kyle, also looked terrified and almost drew his sword to smash the crystal ball.
The crystal ball was once again shrouded in mist. Sister Mary hesitated for a moment, then finally embraced the crystal ball and re-infused it with magical energy.
The scene continues, and the open white of the eye reveals a white larva curled up in a ball, full and playing around in its hole.
"This is...Brian? The earth bears his spirit, is that what it means..."
Kyle's expression froze as he stared at Brian's gruesome death, and he became even more wary of the druid lurking in the shadows.
He still believed that Brian had the favor of the earth and a glimmer of hope for resurrection.
But unexpectedly, he actually perished...
“Kyr, we’re going to do something if we stay in the Divine Court any longer.”
Sister Mary retrieved the crystal ball and said cautiously.
Upon hearing this, Kyle narrowed his eyes, staring at Sister Mary, his fingers resting on the hilt of his sword: "You want to betray the Divine Court."
"Knight Kyle, don't you understand? The Divine Court is in dire need of protection itself; seeking refuge with others is the wise move."
"Hmph, Mary, do you understand what you're saying?! Those who betray our lord will fall into an endless abyss and fall into eternal slumber."
Knight Kyle, with an air of righteous indignation, drew his blood-stained sword, ready to slay Sister Mary, this blasphemer.
The source of a priest's power is the god he worships. If his faith is not pure enough, he will not only be unable to unleash divine magic, but he will also bury his cultivation level.
Those who blaspheme against God will be punished by the gods. For example, followers of the God of Fire will be engulfed in flames and burned to ashes, while followers of the Holy Lord of Light will glow and radiate heat before exploding into a stream of light.
Priests, in the end, are subject to the power of the gods and are not free.
"How dare you disrespect my Lord! Even if you are a nun, you will be severely punished!"
“Kyle, you shouldn’t be a blindly loyal person.”
Sister Mary smiled. Kyle didn't immediately draw his sword to kill her, clearly he was wavering and still weighing the pros and cons.
Then, Mary spread her hands, and a ball of holy light began to gather, bursting forth into a silver cross.
Intermediate-level divine spell, the Silent Holy Cross!
“You see, even though I have only a sliver of faith left in the God of Dreams, I can still cast a complete divine spell.”
Kyle pondered for a moment, his mind racing, and he thought of a wealthy believer he had talked with a few days ago. The man was actually a member of the Tulip Family in disguise.
This plan was already in place by the three major powers after the interdimensional battlefield opened.
Undercurrents surged, and a fierce wind swept through.
Gazing at the grasslands and forests ablaze with demonic flames, and the sea of clouds billowing across the sky, turning a pale, ashen gray, Kyle was momentarily stunned.
He remained silent and looked up.
In the sky, he saw signs that a storm was gradually brewing.
...
Night, cemetery.
"Caw caw caw!"
A jet-black crow perched on a branch, raising its small eyes to sniff the stench of rotting flesh that filled the air.
Below, on an exquisitely crafted cross-patterned coffin, sat a skeletal spirit shrouded in a black robe, with a chilling white flame rekindled in its eye sockets.
Blazing flames, interspersed with fleeting glimpses of gold, surrounded the undead, reflecting twelve black halos of potential energy. These halos were entwined with thorny vines and exuded the stench of decaying bones.
The necromancer, aided by the pure energy contained in Want Want Milk, has recovered from his injuries and had his potential reactivated!
Twelve potential halos, breaking the human limit twelve times—that's an astonishing number!
Even when he was captured by the powerful figures of the Garan Empire in the Bone Wasteland, he only revealed nine potential halos.
As a veteran executive of the rookie demon king, and a supreme being about to embark on the golden path, he has a bold idea.
He defied his superiors, plotted to seize the novice demon king's legacy, and thus greatly enhanced his own strength!
If you're lucky, you might even inherit the will of that unknown demon god and advance to the level of a demon king!
By repeatedly switching between the camps of the God of Death and the unknown demon god, one can seize more benefits as long as one is careful.
"It's about time to make a move."
The necromancer murmured, using a special connection to tear apart layers of spatial barriers, monitoring Xiao Han's every move.
The bone ring that was once given to the novice demon king allowed the undead that surged forth to become his long-range vision, thus uncovering the secrets within the demon king.
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