1292 Blasphemy
Thinking about it carefully, ever since Fang Heng appeared, more things had happened than they had experienced in the game in the past few years!
Fang Heng’s actions were so fast that they had no time to worry about some of the obvious doubts.
Ed’s expression was solemn as he spoke, “Li Xue, and all the other commanders, I can assure you that I didn’t know about this beforehand.”
The higher-ups of the player guilds could not help but whisper to each other again.
A female player said, “Lord Ed, we’re all in the same boat now. We’re not here to denounce you. That’s not the problem. The Northern Federation is very concerned about what’s happening in the game. We now know that Fang Heng has nothing to do with the Northern Federation. Then, our attitude towards the Federation needs to change.”
Among the many projections, another middle-aged man also sneered, “I was wondering when the Northern Federation would have such a big plan since they had never paid any attention to our barbarian virtual world. It turns out that it has nothing to do with them.”
Ed also smiled bitterly and nodded. He said, “Thank you for your trust, everyone. My intelligence was wrong and I mistakenly thought that it was related to the Central Federation’s special plan. I didn’t expect to make a mistake. I’m really ashamed.”
Seeing that the discussion was open, Li Xue nodded and said, “Everyone, it’s impossible to stop now that things have come to this. According to the information we’ve obtained, Fang Heng’s concealment of his identity is very likely a special requirement of the trial. In short, whether Fang Heng is a game player or not, as long as he doesn’t say it out loud, we’ll pretend not to know.”
Everyone looked at each other.
That’s right, they had already invested too much into the Saint mission.
Stop now? No way!
“Yes, everything will proceed as usual. I’m more familiar with the Federation, so I’ll handle it. It’ll be easy to delay them for a few days. In addition, only the higher-ups of the guild like us know about Fang Heng’s identity. We still have to hide Fang Heng’s true identity from the public.”
“Alright, that’s for the best.”
As the guild commanders discussed the details, a player hurriedly knocked on the door and entered the meeting room.
“Commander Ed, something happened in the mining area in the game. Please go online and investigate immediately.”
“The situation in the game has changed. I’ll go first.”
Ed’s expression changed slightly. He nodded at the virtual projections on the screen and quickly left the meeting room.
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Inside the mine, Karkkila followed Fang Heng’s aura and chased after him.
Walking through the depths of the tunnel, Karkkila frowned.
“Buzz…”
Several Holy Light balls floated up and flew to a higher place, spinning faster.
The concentration of the plague aura was too high!
Even the brilliance spell was affected by the strong plague aura, so its effect was very limited. The visual distance was greatly reduced.
“Holy word-Blessing!”
Whoosh!
A dark golden Holy Light barrier rose around Karkkila, isolating him from the plague aura.
“Chi chi chi…”
The Holy Light shield kept sizzling.
Karkkila gritted his teeth and spat out two words, “Fang Heng!”
The plague aura in the mine had reached a certain level. Even the Holy Light shield was affected by the corrosive effect of the aura, and the golden aura continued to dissolve.
“Do you think you can stop me with this?”
An unstoppable killing intent rose from the bottom of Karkkila’s heart.
The threat Fang Heng brought to the Holy Court was too great!
He had to die today!
In front of them, through the black plague aura, he could vaguely see the entrance to the cave where the seal was located. Karkkila was vigilant and slowed down his pace.
The ball of Holy Light gradually dispelled the darkness.
In the middle of the room, the reinforced rune paper that had sealed the magic array was gone. A black hole that led to the abyss had appeared in the middle of the magic array!
Large patches of black gas kept seeping out of the hole.
Karkkila looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Fang Heng, who was beside the entrance of the abyss.
“Fang Heng.”
“Heh, Archbishop Karkkila. Nice to meet you.”
Fang Heng held his scepter and looked at Karkkila with a mocking smile.
“Your actions have already blasphemed the Holy Light. Your crimes are unforgivable! Hand over the holy scepter immediately and accept your judgment.”
“Holy scepter?”
Fang Heng shrugged his shoulders in disdain. He lifted the scepter in his hand and held it forward.
“You mean this?”
Karkkila raised his eyebrows and moved his shoulders slightly.
Fang Heng shouted sternly, “Stop! Don’t move! If you take another step, I’ll throw the scepter into the abyss. Do you believe me?”
Karkkila stared at Fang Heng.
“How dare you!”
Fang Heng placed the scepter in front of the hole in the abyss, looking as if he wanted to give it a try.
Karkkila hesitated.
He was really worried that Fang Heng would throw the scepter into the abyss.
Fang Heng had been watching Karkkila’s every move. On the surface, victory was in his grasp, but in fact, he was already cursing in his heart.
The turtle shell of the Holy Court was actually so hard?
It could even isolate a portion of the plague aura?
With such a high concentration of plague aura, anyone else would have long been infected and corroded!
However, the Holy Light barrier blocked most of the plague aura.
Fang Heng noticed that the Holy Light aura around Karkkila was being corroded by the plague aura.
It seemed that he could only use the backup plan.
The success rate was less than 30%.
Let’s go all out!
It was not easy to find an opportunity to kill Karkkila. Now that it had come to this, he had to be greedy!
Fang Heng took a deep breath and a malicious provocative expression appeared on his face.
“Hahahaha! Look at what you’re saying. What do I not dare to do? By the way, it seems like your scepter is about to be corroded?”
Fang Heng waved the holy scepter in his hand.
Under the corrosion of the plague aura, the holy scepter kept making sizzling sounds. Fang Heng could see that the durability of the holy scepter was slowly decreasing.
“Stop! Are you not afraid of being punished by the gods for blasphemy?”
“Hehe, I’m already half a person from the death realm. Divine punishment can’t do anything to me. Come and get it! Let’s see how capable your Holy Court is! How about a bet? Neither of us will use any spells. If you can touch the scepter, it’ll be considered your win. I’ll return the scepter to you…”
“You’re courting death!”
Karkkila stared at Fang Heng and rushed toward him!
His patience was almost worn out. He felt that Fang Heng was probably stalling for time, trying to wear down his strength through the surrounding plague aura.
Compared to the holy scepter, Fang Heng was even more terrifying.
Even if the holy scepter was lost, Fang Heng had to die today!
Whoosh!
Karkkila leaned forward, faster than Fang Heng had expected.
Fang Heng was also shocked.
He was a mage, yet his speed was so fast?
“Ka…”
In the next moment, Karkkila, who was accelerating forward, raised his eyebrows.
Not good!
