"Follow me immediately, no one is allowed to fall behind!!"

Yilier roared, bursting out of his own strength and rushing towards the perceived direction, blocking a building in front of him from being instantly destroyed.

Behind Yilier, a grand judge who was about to move forward suddenly hesitated.

Because at the moment when Yilier exploded his strength, he seemed to see other colors contained in the other party's 'Power of Dawn'.

But before he could continue to think about it, the voices of other companions around him disrupted his thoughts.

"Why are you still standing there? This direction is the residence of the 'Blesser'. That heretic is definitely rushing to assassinate the 'Blesser'."

Hearing this, the face of the chief judge, who was still thinking about whether there was any abnormality in Yilier's "Power of Dawn", immediately changed.

He sort of understood why the saint had that look.

The 'Blesser' is extremely important and must not be lost!

A group of people stopped talking nonsense and began to chase in the direction where Yilier left.

While Ellier, who was at the forefront, was anxious in his heart, he was also recalling what Nevin Moore said.

He really couldn't imagine that Yan Feichen would be a heretic in the Dire camp.

I had clearly suspected the other party before, and the other party also proved his innocence, and the proposal to guard the granary at the same time was proposed by Yan Feichen.

Without this piece of information, Nevin Moore's attack would have been a complete success, and the Sunlun Fortress, which was running out of water and granaries, was doomed to decline.

But in the same way, Yilier also thought of that sentence: Now you have become the sword he uses to swing at me.

The situation at the time did perfectly fit the words of Nevin Moore...

"Heh, even when you are dying, do you want to create a rift between me and the 'Blesser'?"

Eliel resolutely forgot all those words of Nevin Moore.

"Neven Moore has eavesdropped on my conversation with the 'Blesser' before, and he must know some of the details. I must not fall into his trap."

Continuing to think about it, as the content of the coincidence gradually increased, he would become more suspicious of Yan Feichen.

So he didn't dare to think about it anymore, but found a reason to stop thinking.

So Yilier continued to stimulate his own strength, increasing his speed by a few points again, so as to forget what Nevin Moore said just now.

It's just that the more you don't want to face some things, the easier it will be for him to find you.

On the city wall at this moment, the roar of artillery fire from war equipment was transmitted to Yilier's ears along with the sound of the air breaking through the wind.

The horned demons have begun to attack the city.

"Right now when you are besieging me with this group of chief judges, the army of horned demons has already begun to approach the city."

Nevin Moore's words sounded again, and the current situation was exactly the same as what the other party said.

"Could it be..." Yilier began to consider the situation in the worst direction.

The Nightmare who has been wrecking havoc in the Sun Fortress is not Nevin Moore at all, but the 'Wang Chen' under the guise of 'Blesser'.

But there is one thing that Yilier can't figure out at all, why Yan Feichen is immune to the 'Dawn of the Morning', if he is really a night-gaunt.

But at the same time, a point came to his mind: it is precisely because 'Wangchen' is immune to 'Dawn of the Morning Sun' that he will appear to perform this task, this is the most natural disguise.

He believed that even his saint teacher would probably not be able to escape Yan Feichen's disguise, because it completely impacted the Tribunal's millennia-old knowledge.

"The attack at that time happened near the secret passage... If he had known the existence of the secret passage in advance, he and Nevin Moore relied on the secret passage to enter, and commanded those 'contaminated' in advance..."

The more he thinks about it, the colder Yilier feels, because these are all things that can be matched.

It's just that he still couldn't understand one thing, why did Yan Feichen use his own hands to kill Nevin Moore?

Taking a deep breath, Yilier's speed increased by a few points again.

He was going to Yan Feichen to see the truth of the matter, whether he was "Wangchen" or the "Blesser" who bestowed blessings from the Lord of Dawn.

In a blink of an eye, Yilier came to the room he had arranged.

After the intelligence agent saw him coming, he immediately handed over the note to Yan Feichen.

"Your Excellency the Saint... the 'Blesser' did not transfer according to your arrangement..." The intelligence officer looked embarrassed, and his most worried thing still appeared.

Looking at the contents of the note, Yilier's heart suddenly became cold, and he was almost sure that Yan Feichen was 'Wangchen'.

Stretching out his hand and pushing away the intelligence agent in front of him, he hurried to the door and pushed it open.

If nothing unexpected happened, Yan Feichen would most likely have disappeared into the room.

The moment he pushed the door open, Ilir was stunned.

Yan Feichen was seen covered in blood, and a large amount of 'morning dew' filled the room.

In the very center of that mass of 'Morning Dew' gathering, a ray of shadow is slowly dissipating...

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