"Lance!"

“…”

Along the way, people they met greeted the big man and cast curious glances at Carl.

"Lance!"

A red shadow flashed in front of us, and a tall woman came towards us and asked in a frivolous tone: "Bringing a newcomer again?"

"Yeah." Lance stopped walking, obviously a little afraid of the newcomer: "Qiao Xi, what are you doing here?"

“Nothing?” Qiao Xi was also promoted to the late legendary stage. She looked at Karl and raised the corners of her mouth slightly:

"I'm also short of new people, why don't you give it to me this time?"

"No!" Lance's eyes narrowed. "I don't have anyone on hand, and the elders' mission is urgent. If you want someone, you can wait for the next batch."

"Hmm..." Qiao Xi seemed to be thinking, "I remember you just brought two new people away from here two weeks ago. Are they used up so quickly?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Lance's face darkened: "Connie, let's go!"

Carl glanced at Qiao Xi, smiled faintly, and continued to move forward with Lance.

"Connie?"

Qiao Xi watched the two of them leave, crossed her arms over her chest, and spoke slowly: "You have to be careful!"

"Father Lance was known as the Rookie Killer, and most of the people who followed him didn't end well."

"Shut up!" Lance turned and growled, "Qiao Xi, don't think you can break the rules just because the Sixth Elder has a favorable opinion of you. The Second Elder is in charge here."

"Walk!"

Karl seemed to be thinking about something, nodded at the other party, and then followed.

Newcomer killer? Consumable?

…

Before he could think about it, the two of them had already arrived at a square. Lance glanced around and said to Carl, "You got the potion to advance to Legend as soon as you joined the Holy Temple, but you haven't actually carried out any missions yet."

"This time the Second Elder wants us to pick some golden fruits. You will go with me and be responsible for leading away the ferocious beast guarding the golden fruits."

"Golden fruit?" Carl's eyes moved slightly: "The golden fruit that grows in the divine realm according to legend?"

The legend of the golden fruit is widely spread.

It is said that a long time ago, a ship came to an uninhabited island. There was a strange fruit on the island. Several crew members tasted the fruit out of curiosity.

result.

Soon after, all the people who took the fruit turned into gold.

The crew members were shocked at first, then ecstatic. They brought back the golden man that their companion had turned into and made a fortune.

Later, some people went to look for the island, but never found it again. Legend has it that the island is located in the divine realm, and the fruit that can turn people into gold is called the golden fruit.

"That's right." Lance nodded. "In addition to being able to turn people into gold, the golden fruit is also a spiritual fruit that contains the power of origin. After the great knight consumes it, there is a high chance that he will advance to the legendary level. Of course..."

"It's not as good as the medicine you took."

As he spoke, a dry smile appeared on his face.

Carl scoffed at this.

Golden fruit is poison to ordinary people, but it is a rare tonic for the great knight.

Even legendary knights can be of great use.

And the blasphemous potion...

It will only turn people into monsters, it's just a matter of time.

"Father."

Carl said, "I have two friends. Can I let them go on the mission with me?"

"Of course." Lance nodded. "The beast guarding the golden fruit is a three-headed dog from hell, so it's not just you and me who will do this."

* * * As expected, Rachel and Hume served as Carl's deputies and carried out this mission together.

"The Holy Hall is indeed very profound. It even knows where the golden fruits are."

Rachel tightly grasped the spear in her hand, her voice filled with excitement: "We've come to the right place this time!"

"I heard that the Holy Temple has a complete map of the God's Domain, and there are ways to find the fragments of the God's Domain scattered across the continent." Hume also said: "Although the gods have fallen, there are still many good things in the God's Domain. If we can find them one by one..."

His eyes brightened and his breathing became a little rapid.

Carl shook his head slightly.

He had been to the divine realm before. Even though it was a collapsed divine realm, it was not as beautiful as he had imagined.

However, the temple has the legacy of the Moon Goddess, so it should be true that some good things can be found there.

Just like the golden fruit this time.

'pity!'

"I have already cultivated to the seventh level of Holy Demon Transformation. The golden fruit is useless to me. If it were the third level, taking the golden fruit would allow me to quickly advance to the fourth level. However, it is a good thing for Rachel and Hume."

Calming himself down, Carl turned his head to look.

The leaves of a tree swayed not far away, and a man and a woman appeared on the scene with five short figures in black robes.

The red robe with gold threads is for the elders, the red robe with black edges is for the priests, and the white robe with silver threads is for the trainee priests.

Different from the main world where Carl is, the priests here have long been unable to cast divine spells because they have lost the blessing of the Moon Goddess, and have become pure knights.

Most of the novice priests are great knights.

As for Carl...

Legends who advanced by taking blasphemous potions were obviously not included in the level classification of the temple and were considered non-staff members.

"Connie?"

The male novice priest nodded:

"Let's go, let's lure away the three-headed dog of hell."

"The Cerberus is a second-level creature. How can we rely on just a few of us?" Rachel frowned and said, "Even if Connie has become a legendary knight, he is definitely no match for the Cerberus."

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"Don't worry." The female novice priest said indifferently, "Our mission is to lead it away, not to kill it. Besides, there are other helpers besides Connie."

He said this and pointed to the five thin figures around him.

Rachel and Hume looked puzzled. These five people had a weak aura and seemed like minors who had not yet grown up. How much of a role could they play?

Karl knew very well that these five people should be five blasphemous knights, each of whom was comparable to a legend.

Even stronger!

"Let's go!"

After a casual glance, Carl said slowly: "Which direction?"

"Come with me."

The male novice priest took out a stick, shook away the dead branches and vines in front of him, and leaped forward first.

Not long.

The group came to a dense forest, which was filled with thick fog, making it difficult to see the environment in the forest.

Continue forward for a while.

"look!"

Rachel's eyes lit up and she whispered, "Golden tree!"

But in the center of the dense forest, there stood a tree that was much taller than the other trees.

The trunks and leaves of the trees seemed to be made of pure gold, and they still sparkled even under the cover of fog.

Look closely.

There are a few orange-yellow fruits on it, dotted among the leaves.

The shape of the trees is somewhat like that of apple trees, but they are thicker and more robust, and are about forty to fifty meters tall.

“That’s the golden fruit tree.”

The female trainee priest's voice trembled: "Legend has it that in the core of the divine realm, there is a mother tree of the golden fruit tree. It is a fifth-level rare plant."

"Connie!"

She said in a serious tone, "It's your turn."

"Um."

Carl had already seen the golden fruit tree, and also saw the two three-headed hellhounds perched under the tree.

Both ends?

This is inconsistent with the intelligence.

Touching his chin, he drew out the broadsword he carried with him, growled, and pounced towards the golden fruit tree.

In mid-air, the broadsword flips.

Fierce Wind Slash! The sword technique that had not been used for decades was still as skillful as ever, and the sword blade was wrapped in a whistling wind and slashed down.

A sword energy as long as ten meters appeared.

"Huh?"

Father Lance, who was hiding in the distance, said in surprise: "Nice swordsmanship!"

What he saw was not only the swordsmanship, but also the sharp and pure sword intent. No wonder it could resist the erosion of the blasphemous potion.

Maybe...

If this Connie is trained well, he will have a chance to become a second-level Blasphemy Knight.

As the thought flashed through his mind, the sword energy had already struck the three-headed hellhound, and a deafening roar was heard.

Level 2!

"escape!"

Carl yelled, turned around and ran.

(End of this chapter)