1467 Reality
“Boom!”

The dark spear struck the golden barrier and exploded.

Susie’s expression was grave as she looked at Dani and the necromancy scholars behind her. She said in a deep voice, “Undead, this is not a place you should be.”

“Heh, there’s no place in the world that followers of the death don’t dare to go!”

Dani stared at Susie, her eyes flashing with battle intent.

!!
The High Priestess Susie who possessed a holy weapon?

That was all.

It was true that the difficulty of the talent advancement mission was extremely high.

But for the sake of this day, she has already made ample preparations.

A holy weapon?

They had it too!

Behind Dani, the muscular Krista whispered, “The Saintess should be in the area below. According to the plan, you hold them back while I think of a way to kidnap the Saintess.”

“Okay, let’s do it.”

…

[Mo Jiawei: Fang Heng, I’ve checked it out. The leader is Lord Dani, a big shot of the undead element in the intermediate game. There are a few big shots with him. One of them is called Krista, a close combat type who is extremely powerful. The other is called Rivera. They are all here for the talent advancement mission.]

[Mo Jiawei: It’s said that they brought a holy weapon this time to prepare for a battle with the Holy Court. How’s the situation on your side? Dani’s people have successfully invaded the city. They should have entered the upper area of the Holy Mountain temple.]

On the fourth basement of the headquarters of the Holy Court, Fang Heng put away the game log.

He had guessed correctly.

The necromancy players were also here for the talent advancement mission.

Standing inside the corridor, Fang Heng could roughly sense that the upper layer was carrying out an intense confrontation.

The walls and ceiling were trembling.

Fang Heng looked at Mohetar and said, “I received a message from the commander. He told me that the necromancers have invaded. They came prepared and even brought along a holy weapon to assist them. High Priestess Susie is in trouble.”

“Yes.”

Why couldn’t the High Priestess stop this group of undead trash?

“The news of the Saintess being seriously injured has been leaked. The undead are stalling for time. It’s very likely that they’ve already infiltrated and taken the Saintess away.”

Fang Heng tried his best to pretend to be anxious and looked at the door behind Mohetar, and said, “The Saintess may be in danger! I need you to check on the Saintess immediately.”

Mohetar frowned and glanced at Fang Heng coldly.

“You don’t have to tell me to do things.”

He would check on the Saintess’ condition every half an hour.

It had been almost half an hour since the last inspection.

“You guys stay here and don’t come any closer.”

Mohetar instructed before turning around to open the door behind him and entering the room to check.

Fang Heng immediately looked around the room.

Saintess Viona was dressed in white, lying quietly on the bed.

Her eyes were tightly shut, and she looked like she was still unconscious.

Mohetar stood at the entrance of the room and quickly looked around. After confirming that Viona was not in danger, he retreated again and closed the door.

“As you can see, the Saintess is very safe now.”

Fang Heng said, “The enemy is here for the Saintess. To ensure her safety, we should move the Saintess out first.”

“Hmph, there’s no need for the Federation to worry about this.”

Mohetar sneered and continued, “There’s no place safer than here.”

Fang Heng sighed in his heart when he saw Mohetar’s stubborn appearance.

There was no other way. He could only take a gamble and force his way out.

Now was his best chance. When the fight was over, it would not be easy for him to end it, whether it was the Holy Court or the necromancers.

“If that’s the case, then we can only…”

Fang Heng’s words were only halfway through when his expression suddenly changed.

Boom!!!

A violent explosion came from the other side of the tunnel.

He turned around and saw that Zarul had led the group of people from the Holy Court around the corner.

Zarul shouted, “Be careful! The undead is coming!”

“Prepare for battle!”

Seeing this, Mohetar immediately drew his sword and assumed a battle stance.

Fang Heng quickly followed suit and hid behind Mohetar.

No way! The Holy Court was so weak? He couldn’t hold it in so quickly?

He narrowed his eyes and looked ahead.

A muscular middle-aged man led a group of undead players and chased after them.

Fang Heng sized him up.

The appearance of this middle-aged man in front of him was very similar to one of the people in the information given by Mo Jiawei.

Krista!

A necromancy player, the vice president of a player guild in a mid-tier game world. He was usually quiet and focused on training. He had been stuck on the talent advancement mission for eight years.

He cultivated the close combat system, which was one of the rarer types in necromancy.

“Stop! This is not a place for you to behave atrociously!”

“Boom! Boom boom!”

Krista was as strong as a bull. When he saw Mohetar, his eyes also revealed a hint of excitement. Without saying a word, he charged toward the group.

Mohetar stood in front of the tunnel and quickly condensed two spears of holy flames in his hands and threw them forward!

“Boom!!!”

The two holy flames that were bombarding him were knocked away by Krista!
“Tsk!”

Mohetar had always been arrogant. Seeing the other party ignore him and forcefully block his attack, the anger in his heart could not help but rise, and a hint of battle intent appeared in his eyes.

He had once gone to the Necromancer Association in the Eastern Federation.

There was nothing much to say. They were all a bunch of cowards.

In the game, his strength had an even higher boost.

He didn’t even care about the players who studied necromancy.

“Whoosh!”

Mohetar drew his sword and charged forward.

“Boom!!!”

The two figures collided violently in the corridor.

“Bang!”

The white bone armor on Krista’s body exploded with a bang.

A hint of surprise appeared in Mohetar’s eyes.

With the holy element restraining the undead element, he had the advantage.

However, when the Holy Light long sword in his hand slashed at the other party’s body, it felt as if he had slashed at a fine rock. He could not advance at all!

“Move aside!”

Taking advantage of Mohetar’s shock, Krista raised his fist and swung it forward.

“Boom!”

With a single punch, the Holy Light shield that enveloped Mohetar shattered!

His fist knocked Mohetar back!

“Hahahaha! Finally, someone who can fight!”

Mohetar was knocked back a few steps. He laughed loudly, steadied his feet, and charged forward again.

Fang Heng watched from the side as the players brought by Holy Court and Krista got entangled. He immediately felt that his chance had come and carefully retreated.

The other members of the Holy Court had already joined the battle, leaving only two Saintess’ guardian knights standing guard outside the room, their gazes focused on the battle ahead.