1466 Lower Layer
Zarul was already dissatisfied with Mohetar’s attitude. He looked at the tightly closed door with an unfriendly expression.

“We received news that the undead’s target might be the Saintess. We want to confirm Saintess’ situation.”

“There’s no need. We’ll protect the Saintess well. The Saintess has just shown signs of recovery. It’s just wishful thinking for those undead to deal with the Saintess.”

Mohetar’s eyes were filled with disdain.

Taking advantage of the Saintess being seriously injured?

!!
Dream on!

“I will protect the Saintess. We don’t need you here, so you should go elsewhere.”

“Alright, please ensure the safety of the Saintess.”

Zarul really wanted to confirm the Saintess’ condition with his own eyes, but he did not dare to offend her. Seeing that Mohetar did not agree, he could only leave helplessly.

“Let’s go!”

“Wait a minute.”

Mohetar suddenly reached out to stop everyone and pointed at Fang Heng. His eyes revealed a hint of suspicion as he asked, “Who is he? Why have I never seen him before?”

When he first saw Fang Heng, he felt that Fang Heng’s figure was very familiar.

He seemed to have seen him somewhere before, but this face was very unfamiliar.

Everyone turned to look at Fang Heng.

After Mohetar said this, the others also realized it.

No one had seen Fang Heng before.

Fang Heng’s expression did not change.

He had already found a scapegoat.

The Federation!

Fang Heng calmed down a little and said in a deep voice, “I’m a member of the Federation who came with Sir Robben. I’ve just been transferred from another world to assist him because I’m studying the sacred study.”

“The Federation received news from offline sources that the necromancers’ target is the Saintess. Captain Robben ordered me to inform everyone to be on guard. He also asked me to stay here so that I can contact the outside world through the built-in communication channel and grasp the situation outside.”

Everyone looked at each other. These words sounded reasonable and they could find no fault in them.

“Alright, then you can stay here.”

Fang Heng stood to the side and watched Zarul’s group leave. At the same time, he carefully sized up the five Saintess’ guardian knights who were guarding the door.

If he were to make a move now, what was the success rate?

Mohetar was very strong, and he had four other teammates to assist him.

Under normal circumstances, the winning rate was not high.

Moreover, if the battle dragged on for too long, the reinforcements from the Holy Court would arrive quickly, and it would be even more difficult to complete the mission.

If he directly used the ultimate skill, Everlasting Moon, he could quickly get rid of Mohetar.

Should he make a move?

Fang Heng couldn’t help but deliberate the risks.

It wasn’t difficult to deal with Mohetar, but what was difficult was the follow-up.

After killing Mohetar, he still needed to obtain Viona’s soul.

Viona’s serious injuries were just based on the Holy Court’s statement. How serious were her injuries? Would she suddenly wake up? Was there any special protection inside the room? How difficult was it to collect Viona’s soul? How long would it take?

Would there be an unexpected failure?

Wait a minute, all of this was unknown!

These were all risks that Fang Heng had to consider beforehand.

To be safe, it was best to think of a way to go in and take a look.

However, Mohetar didn’t trust him very much. Acting rashly would only increase his suspicion.

Wait a little longer, there was still a chance!

Fang Heng decided to wait patiently.

Time passed by.

Suddenly, a game prompt flashed on Fang Heng’s retina.

[Hint: The player’s zombie clone has successfully completed the branding-giant elite Ice Bones.]

It finally succeeded?!

Fang Heng’s heart skipped a beat.

At the shady line’s source in Punoze, Fang Heng had left hundreds of zombie clones there to continuously recruit high-tier Ice Bones.

Due to the extremely high level of the giant elite Ice Bones, the success rate of branding was very low.

The hundreds of zombies kept using their soul brands and finally succeeded after half a day.

Fang Heng closed his eyes and sensed for a moment. He immediately found that there was a light spot in the sea of consciousness where the stars gathered.

Compared to the other dim spots of light, this one was much brighter.

Very good.

If he had the help of the giant elite Ice Bones, his chances of winning would increase by quite a bit.

Fang Heng calculated in his mind. He opened his eyes again and secretly sent a message to Mo Jiawei through the survival radio to ask about the situation outside.

…

At the same time, on the upper level of the Holy Mountain temple, Robben led the Federation team to a corner of the hall.

A member of the Federation hurriedly went online and whispered into Robben’s ear, “Captain, Dani’s people have contacted us. They are about to attack the temple. They want us to be prepared and destroy the Holy Court’s teleportation passage to help them take down the temple as soon as possible.”

“Haha…”

Robben sneered in his heart.

Help?

That would not do.

“Tell them that the people of the Federation are keeping a close eye on us and that we are working closely with them. We can’t do anything directly. At most, we can provide them with some information about the situation inside the Holy Court.”

Robben found an excuse to brush it off.

He liked to bet on both sides at the same time.

Previously, Lord Dani and the others who practiced necromancy were discovered by him when they wanted to enter the barbarian realm.

Since he couldn’t stop it, he would choose limited cooperation.

Robben provided Dani with important information about the Holy Court, including Saintess Viona’s serious injuries. At the same time, Dani also promised to help them deal with the Land of Plague, the sacred tree, and Fang Heng.

In short, no matter who won the final victory, the Federation could find a partner to cooperate with to deal with the Land of Plague.

Now was not the time to intervene.

Suddenly, Robben raised his eyebrows.

“Boom!!!”

A loud explosion erupted from the outside of the temple.

A huge dark spear pierced through the gates of the main hall and boomed above the temple.

The outer wall cracked. A large amount of undead aura instantly surged in from the outside world.
“Hehe, idiots who believe in the Holy Light, here we come!”

Dani forced her way into the temple under the escort of a group of players.

The players quickly lined up in formation and stood behind Dani, forming a neat formation.

Dani’s gaze quickly swept across the hall and shouted, “Get Susie out! It’s time to settle the score between us!”

The members of the Holy Court guarding the hall immediately lined up in a row, blocking the players’ path.

“Not coming out? Then don’t blame me.”

A cold smile appeared on Dani’s face as she clenched her right hand.

Whoosh!

A dark red color appeared on her wrist.

The dark spear gradually condensed and expanded in Dani’s hand.

Whoosh!!!

After the spear was formed, it flew toward a row of the Holy Court’s guards.

“Susie! Get out here!”

Golden Holy Light flashed, and a golden barrier shield opened.

High Priestess Susie walked out from the right side of the hall under the protection of the judges, and holding a scepter in her hand.