Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The vast Amazon Forest spanned tens of thousands of miles. While the trees in the Amazon Forest were not as tall as those found within the Terras Forest, they were much denser, with vines coiled around the large trees. It was a typical tropical rainforest. Even the tracks of a lion would be hard to spot if it was hiding under the trees, much less a person.
After charging out of the main camp of the Church, Ymort sprinted with all his might, gliding past the shrubs like the wind. His alarming elasticity, the ability to change the direction he was running toward at high speeds as well as his alarming speed, allowed him to avoid the attacks of the Church’s pursuers time and time again.
Seeing Ymort enter the vast forest, several of the Church’s knights and Spellcasters stopped in their tracks in hesitation, while the others could not match up to Ymort’s speed even if they charged into the forest. Only the black-robed man Adwes remained in hot pursuit with two curved blades in hand, confident of his powerful abilities.
Just like that, with one in front and the other behind him, the two of them made their way further and further away from the underground tomb. Adwes, who was hot in pursuit, did not notice that a human figure was following behind him with inhuman speed, closing the distance between them bit by bit.
The pursuer was getting pursued!
Using his immense speed and Tree Eyes ability, Yang Ling followed behind the black-robed man Adwes, searching for an opportunity to attack.
Ymort was incredibly fast, but Adwes being a Church Templar was not slow either. The two of them soon clocked a distance of several hundred miles. Slowly, seeing Ymort in front of him getting slower and slower, more and more tired, Adwes was elated. He once again accelerated, fearlessly closing the distance between him and the other party, coldly saying, “Hmph, run if you still can, let’s see where else you can hide?”
Under Yang Ling’s instructions given to him through his soul, Ymort pretended to be at his limit, panting heavily. He lifted a dagger and looked nervously at the black-robed man Adwes pursuing him, “Sir, I am just a thief, as long as you let me off, I can give you all of the crystal coins I have on me!”
Thief?
Hearing Ymort say this, Adwes almost erupted in fury. After wasting a great deal of effort, he had expected to have captured a large fish, but to think that this person was but a thief!
This is not right, which thief on the continent would dare infiltrate the main camp of the Church, and which thief had the ability to get close to the tent heavily guarded by the many knights and Spellcasters of the Church?
Seeing the pale Ymort, Adwes had a thought. Even if the other party was but a thief, he must at least be a top-notch thief and definitely not an ordinary person!
He would rather kill him than let him go scot free!
“Hmph, you can go tell the lunatics at the court if you really are a thief or not!” Adwes let out a low grunt, lifting his twin curved blades as he charged forward. He had not closed in on Ymort when a half-meter-long green glow enveloped the curved blade. His attack was filled with bloodlust, causing Ymort’s heart to tremble.
Do I run around with him with my speed, or…
Looking at Adwes charging forward filled with bloodlust, then seeing Yang Ling silently appearing not far away, Ymort had a thought, coming up with a bold plan.
Losing a few scorpions would not impact him, but as long as he created an opportunity for Yang Ling, this fella Adwes might be killed where he stood!
After coming to a decision, he mumbled an incantation softly, pretending to be preparing a spell. His murmurs got more and more hurried, as if he was incredibly anxious!
“Hahaha, foolish lad, die!” Looking at Ymort attempting to use magic to block his blade aura, Adwes erupted in laughter.
As a Dark Templar, his green blade aura not only had an alarming offensive capability, it could also break open spells. A sage-level Spellcaster, or even a domain-level Spellcaster, would not be able to easily block his green blade aura, much less Ymort who could not cast a spell even after reciting an incantation for some time.
With a slice, Adwes cleaved Ymort into two just as he willed it. However, an unexpected scene ensued!
There was no pathetic cry, nor the sight of flesh flying that he had imagined. Ymort, who had claimed to be a thief, turned into a large bunch of scorpions. He transformed into a horde of scorpions!
“An evil demon from another dimension?”
Looking at the hundred or so injured scorpions left behind, then seeing Ymort regain his form not far away, Adwes shouted loudly in shock.
It was rumored that in the Dimension of Dead Souls or the Hell Dimension, there were strange creatures that could group together to take on a human form. In the past, Adwes had disregarded and laughed off these strange records every time he saw them; To think that he would encounter such a strange scene!
“Soul Explosion, kill!”
Just as Adwes was in a daze, Yang Ling who was hiding by the side attacked decisively, teleporting to his side using the Earth Evasion Wizard Technique. He first used the Soul Explosion Wizard Technique to interfere with his soul, then pierced the sharp Blood Elf Dagger straight toward his heart.
“Not good, there’s an ambush!”
Even though he felt as though his head was about to split open after being hit by the Soul Explosion Wizard Technique, Adwes managed to instinctively didge to the side with his many years of battle experience. Even though he was still stabbed by Yang Ling’s Blood Elf Dagger, blood flowing incessantly from the wound, he at least managed to avoid being hit at a vital spot, and luckily managed to avert a crisis.
In his alarm, he did not care about bandaging his wound. Instead, he retreated quickly to the side, raising his hand to launch a magic arrow, calling for reinforcements from the army.
In just a round, he had understood that Yang Ling and Ymort had exceptional abilities and sharp attacks. This was especially so for Yang Ling who was wielding the Blood Elf Dagger. Yang Ling gave him an extreme sense of threat. That feeling was as if he was facing off against a bloodthirsty Level Surpassing Magical Beast, or an evil demon who had come from the depths of hell!
A thousand years, it had been a full thousand years!
Even since he got on a mission to kill the high-level Beast Soul Priest Guti at the northern glaciers a thousand years ago, he had never had this feeling of death ever again.
“Hmph, Soul Harvesting Technique!” Seeing Adwes get heavily injured by Yang Ling’s surprise attack, Ymort ordered a bunch of scorpions to charge over, aiming straight for the other party’s vital organs such as his eyes, chest and genitals.
As long as one scorpion managed to dig its way into Adwes’s body, Ymort would have a way of making his life a living hell!
Ymort took action quickly, but Yang Ling reacted even faster. He conjured twenty Soul Slaughtering Arrows out of thin air and shot it out, fast as lightning. He then followed closely behind, prepared to slice the throat of the black-robed man Adwes.
He could already hear the faint sounds of the Church’s knights far away. He had to finish off the detestable Adwes as soon as possible and obtain his memories; Otherwise, all the effort he put in would be wasted!
“Hmph, Sneak Attack from the Shadows, die!”
With nowhere left to hide, Adwes let out a violent shout, his twin blades dancing in the air, blocking the Soul Slaughtering Arrows soaring toward him. He then cast the secret technique of the Dark Templars. His entire figure became paler and paler, vanishing without a trace before them in the blink of an eye.
An invisible man?
Seeing the other party vanish before their eyes, the hearts of Yang Ling and Ymort trembled as they retreated decisively. He was a templar indeed, truly living up to his reputation as a true elite within the Church. He was many times stronger than the Guardian Warriors and Spellcasters of the Church!
In his alarm, Ymort quickly got closer to Yang Ling. Unexpectedly, he had just taken a few steps when two curved blades suddenly sliced down from thin air, cleaving Ymort into several pieces.
Even though he had been cleaved into two by Adwes the previous time, he had been prepared and only lost a hundred or so scorpions; This time, he suffered heavy casualties after being caught off guard. He shed an entire layer of scorpions, his entire figure becoming visibly skinnier in an instant.
Every dead scorpion had been sliced into two by the sharp green blade aura!
“Ymort, leave!”
Seeing Ymort suffer heavy casualties, Yang Ling recalled him into the Wizard Pagoda’s Space without hesitation. He turned to leave, pretending to be retreating quickly. Indeed, he had just taken a few steps when two pieces of green blade aura sliced down toward him from thin air.
“Hmph, Ice Sealing the Environment!”
At the critical moment, Yang Ling was fearless in the face of danger, instantly casting the Ice-sealing Domain, blocking off all of the energy from the surroundings. In that instant, the Dark Templar Adwes showed himself.
Within Yang Ling’s Ice-sealing Domain, Adwes’s concealment technique was instantly countered! What was even worse was that his entire figure had been frozen into a popsicle. One of his blades had sliced down through Yang Ling’s chest, the other merely inches away from Yang Ling’s throat, but he could not move even an inch no matter how hard he tried!
After letting out a cold grunt and taking Adwes’s slash head-on with his Ice-sealing Throne Armor, then freezing Adwes’s entire body, Yang Ling did not care to check the wound on his chest, quickly using the Soul Tampering Technique to tamper with the soul of the other party.
“Ah, Undead Wizard, you…”
Feeling his soul rapidly scatter, Adwes let out a loud pathetic cry in pain, watching fearfully as Yang Ling pressed his hand onto his head. As a Church Templar, he would be able to be regenerated at the Divine Palace even if he lost a limb of had his heart crushed, much less if he had suffered from minor injuries.
However, if his soul were to scatter, that would truly mean death for him. Even the elder of the Divine Palace would not be able to save him, much less the Pope!
“Hehe, don’t blame me for being merciless. If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for being unlucky!”
After successfully tampering with Adwes’s soul and obtaining his memories, Yang Ling waved his hand and moved the corpse and the dead scorpions around him into the Wizard Pagoda’s Space. He then teleported out using his Earth Evasion Wizard Technique after ascertaining that he did not leave any clues behind, vanishing in the blink of an eye!
“Sir Brown, it looks like we were too late!” Yang Ling had just left when a few of the other Church Templars quickly arrived, the person leading the group being the elderly man wielding the silver magical staff.
The body was destroyed, the soul scattered?
After closing his eyes and confirming that he could no longer sense the ripples of Adwes’s soul, the elderly man by the name of Brown had a grim expression. He did not expect Adwes to fall to the attacks of the enemy just because he was one step too late; Even more so, he did not expect to have lost a powerful Church Templar even before having stepped into the underground tomb!
Was this done by the Dark Association, or…
After walking a few rounds around the area and being unable to find any clues, Brown’s expression sunk even more. Other than the Dark Association who were at loggerheads with the Church near the underground tomb, only the leader Yang Ling had the means and motive to do this!
Mysterious, powerful Magical Spell Formations, obscure ripples of energy, abilities that were deep beyond comprehension, as well as the mysterious family backing him…
All these made him see the leader Yang Ling with newfound respect; The young man Yang Ling might be the only powerful fighter whose abilities he could not fathom over the thousands of years he had been alive!
