Looking forward to another world.

Chapter 1202 Heavenly Hunting

Chapter 1202 "Heavenly Hunting"

"Shh!"

Accompanied by a series of blurry afterimages, the magic puppets in black robes silently swept into the top floor of the Gem Tower as usual.

They were like assassins breaking into the hall from windows on all sides, flashing into the hall one after another, and soon filled the sky above the entire hall.

They flew back and forth, leaving their afterimages interweaving into a black web.

They held claw-shaped blades in their hands, like the god of death floating in the dark night, thrusting the cold blades towards Lige one by one, cutting through his body again and again.

There were simply too many magic puppets, and they were extremely fast. Even if one of them only attacked once, it would be enough to make Lige suffer hundreds of cuts from the sharp blades in one second.

Faced with such a dense and terrifying group attack, Lige seemed to be stupid, standing there motionless, enduring those cuts again and again.

"it is good!"

The "Legion" showed a look of delight.

"No!" Lainie was keenly aware of something wrong and shouted, "He's not hurt!"

The "Legion" then realized that, despite being cut down by so many weapons, not even a drop of blood spurted out of Liger's body.

Countless sharp blades slashed at his body, but it was as if they did not hit anything solid. They just grazed past him by a hair's breadth. Not to mention cutting into his flesh, they couldn't even scratch his skin.

“How, how could this happen…?!”

The "Legion" screamed, seemingly unable to accept this reality.

Lainie gritted her teeth, raised the dagger in her hand, and was about to attack Lige.

Then--

"The field expands..."

Just as the army of magic puppets was still relentlessly launching attacks, a calm and low voice slowly sounded.

"------"

At this moment, not only Leni, but even the Giant Soldier felt a chill all over his body.

An inexplicable fear rose from the bottom of their hearts, like the shadow of death, covering their brains.

The young man, surrounded by thousands of soldiers, ignored the attacks from all directions, lowered his head, and formed the Altancha seal with his hands.

"[The Demon-Subduing Chef]."

When the dazzling shrine rose from behind Liger, illuminating the entire area like the sun, which suddenly turned into a clear sky and a water surface reflecting the world, the "Fire Princesses" and "Legions" who were either standing on the water or lying in a pool of blood could not stop trembling all over.

Although the scene before them was beautiful and refreshing, a sense of shuddering still surged into their hearts, telling them that beneath this beautiful world, hidden was a murderous intent that others could hardly imagine.

"monster……"

Lainie spat out this comment unconsciously.

“No, don’t, ahhhhhhhhh…!”

The "Legion" was crawling in a panic, preparing to escape with snot and tears.

As for those magic puppets, they had already become the first victims in everyone's eyes.

"boom!!!"

An invisible storm erupted, making the whole world seem to roar.

The last scene that caught everyone's eyes was an endless stream of slashing...

…………

"Crack - clap -"

In the center of the deserted wilderness, the sound of gravel rolling on the ground could be clearly heard.

Lige walked slowly among the ruins, like a demon king born from disaster, with an extremely calm expression.

He was surrounded by rubble and ruins formed by gem fragments.

The original jewel tower had already collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

And the countless magic puppets were all gone, not a single one was left.

This is not a metaphor; it really disappeared, without even a piece of flesh left.

That's only natural.

In that endless storm of slashing, no matter what kind of life form it is, it is impossible to survive.

Even though the magic puppets had no idea what pain was and their ability to withstand damage far exceeded that of humans, they were broken down into particles invisible to the naked eye and blown away like dust in the storm of slashing.

If this jewel tower itself was not an extraordinary object, but was made of extremely precious magic crystals and various magical materials, and was able to withstand endless attacks, then there would not even be ruins left here.

Unfortunately, the old magician who built the gem tower had been crushed to ashes in the storm of attack. Nothing was left and he could not see the current scene.

If there was anyone who could have survived the previous terrible storm, it would only be those who were deliberately spared by the master of that world.

"........."

Lainie stood in the middle of the ruins with a blank expression on her face. The dagger in her hand had already fallen to the ground, and she had lost all resistance.

Liger, who was walking in the ruins, passed by Leni without stopping.

But when Lige walked away with his back to Lainie, a semicircular dark door quietly opened under his feet and swallowed him.

“Although Yuli didn’t say anything, since she chose to entrust the matter to me, I can’t let her down.”

Li Ge's voice then spread lightly.

"But I'm not very eloquent."

"So, let you two, aunt and nephew, have a good talk among yourselves."

"Don't thank me."

Without any awareness of causing great trouble to the young lady, Lige walked out of the ruins and came to the wilderness.

"Owner!"

The little princess was holding the sheathed sword of Mosiluo and was running towards him quickly.

Behind her, the "Bassnake" had fallen to the ground.

"Oh!"

Not long after, the "Tyrant" was also thrown down from mid-air, hit the ground, and lost his breath.

Euroelle fell silently from mid-air without saying a word, hiding her achievements and fame.

No one knew that in such a deserted wasteland, two powerful sword masters who were once the most powerful in the Kingdom of Yuleburu were easily defeated by two seemingly young girls.

Naturally, Lige was not at all surprised by this.

Not to mention Euroelle, even the little princess would not lose to a so-called sword master.

Even though the little princess's bloodline had just awakened, with the Sword of Mosiluo in her hand, she could kill anyone, let alone a sword master, even a saint.

The little princess is now able to initially utilize the power of the holy sword that can cut the world in half. She will no longer enter into that inexplicable divine state as before.

Using the power of the holy sword to kill a sword master is an easy task.

I believe that before this, those people in the temple would never have thought that everything they had carefully laid out would be destroyed by three people, right?

Not to mention the holy envoys who are comparable to sword saints, just the army of magic puppets that is comparable to thousands of troops is more than enough to attack any country.

Including four major countries.

Such an army of puppets was actually killed instantly by three people... no, it was killed instantly by Lige alone. That was definitely their nightmare.

Unfortunately……

"The person has been dealt with, but the situation still seems to be unresolved."

Liger looked at the sky.

There, ripples of magic power were still converging here and condensing into pillars of light, falling from the sky, passing through the ruins of the entire gem tower, and continuously pouring into the ground.

"Why, why?"

Liz looked incredulous.

"........."

Yuloailie frowned imperceptibly.

Lige's eyes were shining with a transparent light as he looked down at the ground.

The transparent world was running at full power, and Lige could immediately see through the soil layers formed on the surface layer by layer, allowing Lige to cast his gaze underground.

So, Li Ge saw it.

At an unknown depth underground, a behemoth that could not be seen clearly, so huge that it completely blocked out the sky and occupied the land, was bathing in a beam of light that descended from the sky.

That is the being called the underground demon beast by the people of the world and the holy beast by the people of the temple - Yaraculon.

Once, Lige entered its body, and when he came out, he bombarded it with magic comparable to that of the strategic level.

That wasn't that long ago, just a few months at most.

However, after just a few months, there was no trace of any scar on the opponent's body.

It was not like the last time Lige saw it, swimming and playing underground like a whale. Instead, it was like a prehistoric behemoth that was hatching, wrapped in a cocoon formed by a beam of light, and exuding an ancient aura.

Remote...

evil……

fear……

filthy……

Ominous...

Looking at Yaraculon at this moment, this was the only impression that came into Lige's mind.

At the same time, he also understood why the liberation ceremony was not stopped even though the ritual towers were destroyed.

"That magical beast... is actually absorbing magic power by itself?"

Yes.

The reason why the liberation ceremony was not terminated was because Yaraculon relied on his own instincts to maintain it.

Although there was no ritual tower to gather the magic power from all over the continent for it, it opened its mouth and sucked the magic power gathered from all over the continent into its body like a whale. Relying on its own strength, it managed to maintain the liberation ceremony.

"Good boy, you are quite capable."

The transparent luster in Lige's eyes dimmed, and he subconsciously made such a comment.

at this time--

"I should be the one to say this."

A voice suddenly sounded and reached the ears of Lige and his group.

"You are really capable, Liger Brillot."

The sudden voice not only caused Liz to overreact, but also made Euroelle raise her head sharply.

Even Lige's eyes suddenly fixed.

There is no other reason.

He didn't notice someone coming behind him.

“Da-da-da-da-da-da-”

Clear rhythmic footsteps came from behind Lige and his group.

A figure walked out of the ruins formed by gems slowly and rhythmically, and came to the wasteland.

"you……"

Liz turned around with all her strength and looked at the man, her face full of surprise.

Yuloailie turned around faster than Liz and looked at the man, with the most intense turmoil so far in her eyes.

Li Ge finally turned around, also slowly, raised his eyes and stared at the man.

What caught his eye was not a being with three heads and six arms, who looked like a ghost, but a person who looked very inconspicuous.

To say he is inconspicuous is not because he looks ordinary, he also looks very ordinary.

On the contrary, the other person had an extremely handsome face and a slender figure with golden proportions. He was more handsome than anyone Lige had ever seen.

He looks to be around 40 years old, a true middle-aged man, but his body shape and posture always reveal an elegant temperament, and his image is absolutely perfect.

If there really are mature and gentlemanly middle-aged men in this world, then the man in front of him is definitely the one that best fits everyone's fantasy and is a man that all young women cannot resist.

Such a mature man would never be evaluated as "insignificant".

But when seeing the other person, no matter who it is, they will find him insignificant.

It’s just because the other party’s presence is too weak.

It's like an illusion, an illusion. Even if his image is perfect among men, others will subconsciously ignore him and lose sight of him if they are not careful.

This state is very similar to the phenomenon when Lige awakens the transparent world and can easily shut down his own fighting spirit, making himself transparent and completely without a sense of existence.

The difference is that Lige only seems to become transparent, but the other party is really like a transparent person, with an extremely weak sense of existence, as if he will be blown down by the wind in the next second, and the whole person disappears on the spot, as if he no longer exists in this world.

That's why the little princess acted so surprised, because the other party's condition was really strange.

Therefore, Lige could not notice the approach of the other party, because the other party did not seem like a real person, but more like a lifeless... ghost.

"...You are the "Ten-Ku" right?"

Lige stared at the other person and spoke slowly.

"Yes."

Every move of the other person is full of elegance and gentlemanliness. Just a slight nod of his head makes him look charming.

"This is both my code name in the temple and my current name."

In other words, this is also the other party's real name.

"Of course, the temple no longer exists."

"Tian Shou" looked at Li Ge deeply and said this with a calm and indifferent attitude.

"I never thought that the temple I worked so hard to build in order to awaken the "shell" would be easily destroyed by one person."

"Fire Princess, Giant Soldier, Tyrant, Snake, Ice Girl, Giga..."

"Except for me, all the Holy Envoys have been dealt with by you."

As Tianshou was talking, he suddenly laughed.