1472 Self-recommendation
Mo Jiawei shook his head and said helplessly, “I’m not sure.”

“Sigh, I can’t see anything here. I’ll go in and look for Brother Fang. Brother Fang is still on the Holy Mountain, right?”

Mo Jiawei knew that Ji Xiaobo was also a ticking time bomb and was the kind of rich, stubborn kid. He was shocked and quickly stopped him.

“Don’t go. If you go over now, you might cause trouble for Fang Heng.”

“What’s there to be afraid of?”

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As they were talking, they sensed something simultaneously and turned their heads to look above the Holy Mountain.

“Boom!”

There was an explosion.

A pillar of light rose from the top of the Holy Mountain again.

Looking from afar, along with the explosion, one could vaguely see that more than half of the newly rebuilt temple on the Holy Mountain had been destroyed in the blast.

“Hahaha! Great! Great explosion! Hahaha!”

When Ji Xiaobo saw this, he was stunned momentarily, then started clapping excitedly. He had entirely forgotten that they were still arguing to see Fang Heng.

“Holy Court! You didn’t expect this, did you?”

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On the other side, Fang Heng, who was running down the Holy Mountain, also noticed the explosion above the temple and could not help but be slightly surprised.

Did it explode again?

Dani and the others were quite ruthless.

Not to mention anything else, this time, it was a good thing for the Necromancer Association.

After the Holy Court headquarters explosion, the players’ morale in the Necromancer Association was significantly boosted.

Fang Heng retracted his gaze and sped down the mountain.

The entire Holy Mountain was not small. Fang Heng ran forward and almost reached the exit at the edge of the Holy Mountain. He stopped and looked into the distance.

The necromancy players who were originally surrounding the Holy Mountain began to move one after another.

They consciously searched above the Holy Mountain.

Fang Heng licked his lips.

In the beginning, his plan was straightforward.

To barge out and meet Mo Jiawei’s group before returning to the Land of Plague.

The people Dani had brought with her were not enough to trap him.

When he returned to the Land of Plague, he could use the power of the space passage to bring Viona back to the Zombie Apocalypse.

He would have the upper hand once he brought her back.

As for how to seal Viona’s soul after that, he was not in a hurry.

However, he had coincidentally encountered the Federation on his way here, so Fang Heng changed his mind.

Once he forced his way in and exposed his identity, everyone would know that he was the one who took the Saintess away.

He would undoubtedly become the target of the Holy Court, the Federation, and Dani’s group of undead!

This was a little contradictory to his original plan of keeping a low profile.

Most importantly, the Holy Court alone gave him a headache.

Since he snatched Viona away, the Holy Court would chase after him. At that time, would his Land of Plague withstand it?

The risk was too significant.

Would it not be a massive loss if he lost the sacred tree?

Now that he had seen the Federation, Fang Heng immediately had a better plan.

His identity had not been exposed yet.

If he did it correctly, he might be able to find a way to make these three parties fight each other.

As long as they fought, the Land of Plague would be much safer.

Fang Heng looked at the player team, gradually moving up the Holy Mountain from afar. As he was thinking about how to make a move, he suddenly felt a light panting sound behind him.

Viona’s body, which was on his shoulder, trembled slightly.

Not good!

Viona was showing signs of awakening!

Fang Heng frowned. He looked around and immediately took a few steps back. He jumped up with Viona and landed on a high branch above.

Relying on the dense branches and leaves to block their vision, Fang Heng placed Viona on the thick stems and carefully used them to cover their figures.

Fang Heng stared at Viona, holding the dagger and gently placing it on Viona’s neck.

A dark golden lightning immediately appeared before Viona as the dagger neared her.

“Zi!”

Fang Heng felt a numbing sensation in his hand and quickly put away his dagger.

This was bad.

As Viona gradually woke up, a self-protecting Holy Light barrier automatically appeared around her.

Over-stimulating the barrier would only speed up Viona’s awakening.

She had to be left alone for a while.

What should he do?

Fang Heng hurriedly rummaged through his backpack, and his eyes lit up. He took out a powerful stamina recovery potion that had the negative effect of drowsiness and gave it to Viona.

After drinking the potion, Viona, who was in a coma, gradually relaxed.

It did not seem to be of much use.

No, once Viona woke up, he would be in trouble.

As long as she released a Holy Light, he would suffer!

He had to think of a more reliable method.

Fang Heng thought for a moment and quickly scanned his surroundings. Before Viona woke up, he sent Mo Jiawei a message saying, “Let’s go offline for a chat.”

Then, he went offline.

..

“Whoosh!”

Lights flashed.

Fang Heng once again appeared in a guest room of the Necromancer Association in the real world.

There was nothing he could do online. He had to think of a way to knock Viona out offline.

He could only look for Teacher Dickey.

Hopefully, it was not too late.

The trouble was that he could not show his true face yet.

Fang Heng hurriedly changed into the gray robe of the undead believer. Just as he put on his hood and was about to leave the room, someone knocked on the door.

“Boom, boom, boom.”

“Brother Fang! It’s me; we’re here!”

After a few hurried knocks, Ji Xiaobo opened the door and walked in with Mo Jiawei, who had a helpless look on his face.

“Brother Fang, how’s the situation? Did you blow up the Holy Mountain again?”

Ji Xiaobo was in a state of extreme excitement.

He felt that today was too exciting!

The people from the Necromancer Association were rising!

“It wasn’t me. My situation isn’t good either. The Saintess is going to wake up soon. I must think of a way to stop her from waking up.”

What?

Mo Jiawei was stunned when he heard Fang Heng’s words.

Saintess?

“Huh? Saintess?”

Ji Xiaobo’s eyes lit up when he heard that.

“Brother Fang, you mean the Saintess is in your hands? You all succeeded and snatched the Saintess away?”

“Yes.”

Fang Heng hurriedly prepared to leave and explained in a low voice.

“To be precise, it was my action. No one else knows it was me. In short, the Saintess will wake up soon. I’m afraid I won’t be able to control her then. I must find the teacher and think of a way to make her unconscious longer….”

Halfway through his sentence, Fang Heng realized that someone was pulling his clothes and could not help but turn around.

“Me!”

Ji Xiaobo pulled on Fang Heng, his eyes burning as he looked at him, his face full of excitement.

Robbing the Saintess?

That was awesome!

This was more exciting than blowing up the Holy Court temple.

He had to participate no matter what!

“I’ll do it!”

Fang Heng frowned and looked at Ji Xiaobo, asking suspiciously, “You? Are you sure?”