
Whether it was the people from the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter or the people from the Light Church...
They were all shocked by what they saw.
Gary's eyes were wide open and his heart was filled with shock. He could only mutter to himself, "They don't even have the right to attack?"
In the middle stage of the demigod realm, Greer, who had matured and mastered mysterious flames, was in a terrible condition in front of Joelson?
He actually did not even have the qualifications to fight!
Isn't he just at the god level?
How terrifying his talent is!
Gary wasn't the only one who thought this way. Everyone is in shock.
The most surprised thing was still Greer. Only he himself knows how great the pressure is when facing Joelson.
He could no longer use a single strand of the mysterious meaning of fire. He could not even control a single spark.
"Sir... Sir, this is all a misunderstanding."
Greer's face was unsightly. It was as if he had swallowed a fly as he spoke with great difficulty.
Joelson's cold eyes looked at Greer. He said coldly, "I asked what you said."
Greer's scared. He knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Master, it has nothing to do with me. That's all Adrian did. I didn't do anything!"
Joelson said nothing. He looked at the people from the Slaughter Divine Kingdom behind Greer with a cold gaze.
Beside this hot crater, the people from the Slaughter Divine Kingdom felt a chill. It was as if they were on a polar glacier.
The people from the Slaughter Divine Kingdom could not help but tremble. They knelt on the ground and begged.
"Sir, this matter has nothing to do with us. Adrian did it!"
"Yes, Sir. Adrian who craves the beauty of Saint Miti. We're just following orders."
"Take us off, sir!"
Hearing the pleas of the people from the Slaughter Divine Kingdom, Joelson frowned. His eyes were filled with contempt. He did not have a good impression of these people, only disgust.
Raising his right hand, a black-red wisp of fire rose up and gently waved.
A black-red flame slowly floated towards the members of the Slaughter Divine Kingdom.
Looking at the inconspicuous black-red flames burning in Joelson's hands, Greer revealed an extremely frightened expression. His pupils are shrinking.
"You ... You have already comprehended all the mysterious power of fire?"
Greer looked at Joelson with a look full of despair as he spoke in a trembling voice.
Black-red fire. This was the most terrifying fire that could only be grasped after comprehending the six kinds of mysterious fire mysteries.
He could not understand why Joelson had comprehended all six kinds of mysterious mysteries of fire. How could it still be a divine domain?
Unless he was absolutely not a god domain, but rather a peak god!
Exactly right. He must have hidden his power.
It's over.
Thinking of this, a look of despair appeared in Greer's eyes. He could not even think of fighting back.
Facing someone who has mastered all the mysterious flames...
He felt as if he had returned to tens of thousands of years ago. When he was still in the realm of the divine domain, he had met a Divine domain expert. In the fire domain, he felt helpless like an ordinary person.
A faint black-red flame had floated before Greer's eyes.
When the faint flames touched Greer, it suddenly widened.
In an instant, it turned into a terrifying and blazing sea of fire, completely engulfing all the gods of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter.
Even before they could let out a miserable cry, all of the demigods had been burned to ashes.
The people from the Light Church were completely dumbfounded. They stood there in a daze, unable to speak.
He thought Joelson had only mastered the perfect mysterious flame, but he never imagined that Joelson actually understood the six types of mysterious flames?
Not that Gary was too stupid, but this was too astonishing, too unbelievable!
Even if Joelson hides his powers and is a demigod...
This is still too surprising.
A demigod is able to understand all the secret truths of fire. It could almost be said that he was a designated god!
What Gary doesn't know, however, is that Joelson isn't hiding his powers. He was only at the god level.
"Sir, thank you for saving us!"
Gary walked over to Joelson, lowered his head and spoke respectfully.
Joelson slightly nodded, looked at him indifferently, and asked, "The training ground where the Holy Zither is?"
"The Archangel may have reached the last mountain of slaughter with the second Angel. The purpose of our visit this time is to help the second Supreme Angel get the final reward, so the two masters rushed straight to the final trial."
Gary knelt down in front of Joelson with a pleading gaze.
"Please save the Archangel. There must be a conspiracy in the Kingdom of Slaughter!"
Joelson nodded slightly and said nothing.
Even if Gary didn't say anything, he would.
Although the Sacred Zither did not have much feelings for him, the two were in an unconscious state when they came into contact*** in the lost kingdom.
But after all, he had stolen it for the first time. He could not just watch as Adrian used a despicable scheme to fight against the Sacred Sitar.
After receiving the approval from Joelson, Gary said thankfully, "Thank you, My Lord!"
Gary said to the seven priests behind him, "Let's help my master get to the final trial as soon as possible!"
"Yes!"
All the demigods said in unison.
"No need." Joelson shook his head. "It's too slow to take you."
Gary was stunned for a moment but when he returned to his senses...
Joelson has already entered the door of light inside the volcano crater, heading for his next experiment.
...
Mountain massacre.
The two slim and perfect figures flew at high speed, occasionally turning to glance at them, a hint of worry in their eyes.
They were the Holy Sitar and Saint Miti.
The two of them, who had always been graceful, were now in a sorry state. Golden blood dripped from their bodies from time to time.
"Those fucking people are attacking us when we understand the mysterious power. How despicable!"
Saint Miti gritted her teeth and cursed, her face full of hatred.
"On this plane, my power will be greatly suppressed. With your current strength, you cannot defeat him alone. We're sloppy. I should have thought about it a long time ago."
Holy Zither said calmly, but there was a hint of worry on his face.
Not long ago, he and Saint Miti had focused on understanding the mysterious truth.
They are suddenly ambushed by Adrian and several gods. In the outside world, he would not care at all. However, on this mountain of carnage, he was no match for Adrian.
As for Saint Miti, she had yet to recover to her peak strength. He was only at the middle level of the demigod level and was no match for Adrian, who was at the peak level of the demigod.
In the battle, both were wounded. They had no choice but to flee first.
Right at this moment, more than ten figures followed from behind.
At the very front, it was Adrian!