In this world, some skills are closely related to privilege levels.

A loud voice is something that privileged people above level ten can automatically possess.

Including the singer Mu Xuefei.

However, no one has ever heard a voice like this, one that comes directly into everyone's ears.

People looked at each other, and even wondered if they were under some kind of illusion.

But Priestley had no such idea at all.

His whole body was stiff, and his wrinkled face looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him with an expression of disbelief.

The white suit and handsome face were not the main points. The most important thing was that he could not see the existence of this person in his unique tool for finding people! How could this be possible?

This item was the reward he got after passing the fourteenth-level God Trial. Anyone at level fourteen or below, as long as they appeared around him, would not be able to escape his judgment.

An extremely terrifying guess suddenly appeared in his mind.

Could it be... "No! No way!" Priestley was frightened by his own guess. His expression was extremely ferocious, and he even waved his spear subconsciously, "Who is playing tricks here!"

With a swish, a huge spear shadow appeared in front of him, and with a fierce sound of wind, it hit Shen Yi hard.

Mu Xuefei even screamed out subconsciously.

Because this was a complete sneak attack, and Shen Yi didn't make any moves.

However, the moment the phantom touched Shen Yi, it shattered automatically with a bang.

A huge noise was heard in the void.

"Invalid attack!"

Ineffective attack!

It didn't mean "Miss" which meant being dodged, blocked, or missed, but the result of invalid attack! Mu Xuefei opened her eyes wide.

She was naturally familiar with this judgment voice from the gods, or the entire world, which almost represented a part of the rules. However, usually Invalid attack only appeared when the low-privileged attacked the king and the emperor, because the absolute defense would completely block the attack from the low-privileged after it was turned on.

But now, the one who launched this attack was the emperor.

Mu Xuefei, who came to this conclusion, even took a deep breath.

Because this almost represents an answer! It is a fifteenth-level privileged person beyond the emperor! Priestley was completely stunned.

"How is this possible? This is impossible." He could only mutter to himself, and then roared, "How is it possible that someone can pass the fifteenth level of God's Trial!"

This sentence was spoken subconsciously in a loud voice, and the unwilling roar echoed throughout the sky and earth.

After a brief silence.

This sea of ​​flowers once again stirred up a noise like waves, even as loud as when Mu Xuefei came on stage to sing.

Because this is really shocking.

"Someone has passed the fifteenth level of God's Trial!"

"It's the sage! The sage appears again!"

"incredible!"

"Great! The whole world will finally be at peace again!"

"What happened? Is this true? Someone really became a saint?"

“.”

It’s no wonder these people reacted this way.

Although there are a total of 16 levels of privilege, in reality, the highest in the world is the 14th level emperor. Only when God first created the world did the 15th level, that is, the saint, appear! And the 16th level.

A legend about God and eternal life. This level only appeared two hundred years ago.

However, after nearly four hundred years, have new saints finally appeared?

If it is true, then this is truly a major event that can change the whole world!

It is no exaggeration to say that it is earth-shattering!

In contrast.

Even the sacred duel between the two emperors seemed to be nothing.

And as an emperor, Priestley was more shocked than ordinary people!

Like all emperors.

Naturally, he had also attempted the fifteenth-level God's Trial. However, precisely because he had attempted it, he knew that it was impossible for anyone to pass that horrifying test!

Not only him, all the emperors thought so! "It's fake, it must be fake!"

He raised his spear like crazy, and as he raised his hand he used his ultimate move, circles of magic circles appeared one after another, spreading madly, even covering the sky in an instant. Everyone who looked up could see this magic circle that seemed exaggerated to the extreme!

It was super-level magic, and it was not just any ordinary super-level magic; it was Priestley’s ultimate move that he was betting everything on!

No wonder he is so crazy.

Not only because his status as an emperor seemed to be in jeopardy, but also because the goal he had pursued all his life and completely abandoned was actually achieved by someone else! This strong impact almost knocked him down.

"Sure enough." Shen Yi seemed to have not seen this exaggerated skill screen. His whispers appeared in everyone's ears again, "Although you have the title of emperor, you are still just a fragile mortal. As the ruler of hundreds of millions of people, can't you even accept reality?"

When the words fell.

He didn't make any movement at all.

However, the magic circle that filled the sky collapsed almost instantly.

This obviously did not stop on its own. There is only one possibility for this broken scene.

Being forcibly interrupted! Priestley spat out a mouthful of blood, stepped back several steps, and then fell to the ground helplessly.

His health points were reduced by half in an instant.

But also put on a series of debuffs.

This is the price.

The final trump card, the price of being unbridled.

His mouth was full of blood, but he opened his mouth and laughed like a madman.

Super-level magic is not interrupted by other things. It is a true privilege, a privilege that only belongs to saints! The higher you go, the more exaggerated the privileges that the privileged and powerful have.

A level 13 king can possess "absolute defense", a gap that is almost impossible to cross with lower privileges.

A fourteenth-level emperor can possess super-level magic.

And the fifteenth level saint will have some of the rights that belong to God!

Therefore, no matter how hard it was to accept, the reality was already in front of him.

The man in front of him was a level 15 sage! Looking at the two emperors who appeared at the beginning, they were standing behind this sage.

Therefore, everything is clear. This is not two kings following an emperor, but two emperors following a sage! "This kind of thing, this kind of thing" Priestley kept muttering. He seemed to have thought of the result he was about to encounter. He could no longer laugh, but shuddered fiercely, and his eyes revealed deep fear.

(End of this chapter)