Chapter 306: Arriving at the Hills, Two High Disciples (Thanks to the big boss Ziyou)

When everyone walked out of the tactical meeting room.

They saw Clementine, who was still entangled with two fourth-tier angels.

"Too interesting, hee hee~"

The playful, unhurried laughter rang out under the night sky.

Clementine’s agile figure constantly wove between the Dominion of Authority and the Dominion of Surveillance, holding a short stiletto in each hand, engaging in rapid offense and defense.

The two massive fourth-tier angels, facing the exceptionally nimble Clementine, could only manage to suppress her.

Ding—ding—ding—

The dense sound of metal clashing, like pouring rain, played out across the plaza.

The elite troops of the Paladin Order, the Priest Corps, and the Sunlight Scripture, who were stationed around resting, all looked at Clementine with what seemed like fear.

Powerful!

Crazy!

This was the first impression everyone had after seeing the strength Clementine displayed at this moment and hearing her perverted laughter.

"So strong!"

"Red" Orland pursed his lips, his head encased in a bull-horned helmet swaying slightly, looking as if he wished he could join in.

"Black" Pavel pressed down on the black round hat atop his head, his hawk-like gaze shifting as he spoke a warning: "Don't do anything stupid."

As he spoke.

"Black" Pavel quickly scanned the crowd present, taking in everyone's expressions while also observing the perpetually calm Tang Zheng, his heart skipping a beat.

Is he not surprised that the two angels haven't taken down their opponent?

Could it be that this Team Leader Tang's strength is more than this?

At this moment!

Clementine, who was being besieged by the two angels, also noticed the people walking out of the meeting room.

"The boring meeting is finally over."

Clementine pressed her legs down, then leaped with force, flipping in mid-air to dodge an angel's attack, falling headfirst toward the ground with her short, fluffy blonde hair hanging down, the corners of her mouth curling up:

"Staying here, I was about to die of boredom!"

Slap!

The moment before landing, Clementine braced the ground with one hand, turning and landing in an easy half-squat:

"Little brother, I really have to thank you for summoning these two little toys to help me pass the time."

Little toys?

The elites present couldn't help but stiffen at this description.

Boom! Boom!

The Dominion of Surveillance and the Dominion of Authority vibrated their wings, charging toward Clementine once more.

With a "snap!"

Tang Zheng raised his palm and snapped his fingers, and both fourth-tier angels stopped, hovering in mid-air.

The next moment.

White light surged from the bodies of both angels, dissipating into a multitude of light particles.

"Miss Clementine, I'm glad you liked them."

Tang Zheng spoke calmly, then added: "Furthermore, I hope Miss Clementine can use her excess energy on the enemies we are about to face."

"Oh, ha."

The smile on Clementine's face grew even brighter, her eyes half-closed as she stared at Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng responded with a smile.

Two level 28 fourth-tier angels failed to take her down; Clementine's strength is indeed in the first tier among human warriors.

Conversely.

Given Clementine's personality, the fact that she didn't destroy the two angels also implicitly shows that her attack power is weaker than her speed.

Among those present, besides himself, the only one who could go head-to-head with Clementine in raw strength should be Remedios.

"Tsk."

A soft, sharp tsk sound came from Remedios, her silver-white armored arms crossed over her chest: "Are we going to keep wasting time—"

"Clementine!"

"You forgot what the Chief Priest ordered." Captain Nigun's face had already turned dark; he suppressed his anger, his expression gloomy.

If it weren't for Clementine's truly special situation and status, he wouldn't want to involve her in this mission at all.

There are two Quintias in the [Black Scripture]; compared to the other one, this woman is a mentally unstable person possessing the power of the Heroic Realm—it's a pity that the other Quintia is dead.

It even caused the terrifying situation where the [Water Scripture], which investigated the matter, was nearly wiped out!

This matter is the deepest secret within the Theocracy, and even he only knows a few minor details.

Hearing the words "Chief Priest."

"Got it, got it."

Clementine withdrew her gaze, a look of boredom appearing on her fair cheeks as she gripped her short stilettos in reverse and sheathed them on her back.

"Team Leader Tang, Captain Nigun, you two..."

Watching this scene, Kelart’s eyes were grave, yet she kept her expression gentle as she gestured.

The Slane Theocracy actually has such a powerhouse?

I've never heard of her at all!

Kelart glanced out of the corner of her eye at Remedios and, seeing her sister's serious expression, understood a bit more about Clementine's strength.

What is the Slane Theocracy's intention in sending out such a mysterious powerhouse?

No wonder this Captain Nigun looked so calm and unconcerned when he saw Team Leader Tang and Clementine clash.

And this Team Leader Tang.

The level of these two angels is definitely not that of ordinary fourth-tier angels!

"The situation is urgent!"

Captain Nigun remained gloomy, speaking coldly to Kelart, then turned to look at Tang Zheng, forcing a smile onto his stiff face:

"Team Leader Tang, Clementine has a rather flighty personality; please don't take what just happened to heart."

This attitude surprised Tang Zheng.

Because of Clementine, his first contact with the Slane Theocracy could hardly be called pleasant, and this was his first time meeting Captain Nigun, yet the other party's attitude toward him was actually quite friendly.

"I won't."

Tang Zheng responded simply.

"There is one thing."

Remedios spoke up suddenly at this moment, her gaze falling on Enri, who was standing behind Tang Zheng looking somewhat uneasy:

"Before we set out, I want to ask Team Leader Tang, are you sure you want to bring this ordinary person along?"

Remedios truly disliked Clementine, who had obvious personality issues but great strength, though she wouldn't say much about it.

Given the other party's power, she could play a big role in the upcoming fight against the undead, but this ordinary girl in "Free Will."

Remedios had significant objections.

"Enri."

"Yes, Team Leader!"

"You will die."

"Enri is not afraid!" The girl clenched her fists, her eyes firm, her earnest voice ringing out under everyone's gaze.

Tang Zheng turned his head and smiled gently: "This is her will, and it is also the will of the "Free Will" squad."

"Hmph."

Remedios stared at Enri, then looked at the smiling Tang Zheng, her sharp gaze softening slightly as she snorted and turned her head away: "Don't blame others for not warning you if you die."

"Hahaha!"

Go-Jin let out a hearty laugh, raising his hand as if to pat Enri on the shoulder, but stopped instantly, realizing that with his strength, she might get hurt if he patted her, so he grinned:

"I admire you, human girl."

"Don't worry, even if your team leader can't protect you, Laozi won't let you get hurt."

Enri puffed out her cheeks.

The brief interlude ended quickly, and the three parties... no, it should be four parties.

The Holy Kingdom, the Slane Theocracy, the Adventurer's Guild represented by Tang Zheng, and the demi-humans represented by Go-Jin all clearly knew that the relationship between the parties was even more fragile than imagined.

If not for the existence of a common enemy, it would be impossible for the four parties to gather together!

Under the urging of their respective commanders and captains.

The resting elite troops gathered quickly, and Kelart, Remedios, and Captain Nigun each returned to their own units.

"Black" Pavel, "Red" Orland, Go-Jin, Clementine, Tang Zheng, the Green Leaf Witch, and Enri gathered together.

Their combat styles and methods were all different, and they stood apart from the three units, serving as a form of assistance and reinforcement.

Tang Zheng now understood the identity of the middle-aged paladin whose identity he had been unsure of.

The other Vice-Captain of the Paladin Order—"Peach" Isadero.

Remedios was also one of the Nine Colors, bestowed with the title "White."

"Of the Holy Kingdom's Nine Colors, there are already 4 gathered here alone."

From this lineup, Tang Zheng could perceive the Holy Queen Calca’s determination to eradicate the undead in the hill region.

The nine individuals within the "Nine Colors" are not all granted their titles based solely on the strength of their power; those who have made immense contributions at the cultural or national level are also bestowed with titles.

The few people before them could be said to be the four strongest among the Nine Colors!

Xia Shuiyue.

March 28th, 4:59 AM.

There were only sparse, twinkling stars in the night sky.

An absolute elite force totaling nearly 600 people left "Karinsha" and were the first to arrive at the fortress wall.

The gates of the central stronghold, which had not been opened for decades, were opened, and everyone passed through the fortress wall gates, heading toward the Abelion Hills in a straight line!

The scorching sun roasted the earth.

Dry air and withered yellow grass leaves entered everyone's field of vision.

By this moment, the sky was already bright; after several hours of travel, the group finally entered the hill region after daybreak.

Even though it was not far from the Holy Kingdom, the climate difference between the two places felt like heaven and earth, leaving many feeling astonished and puzzled.

"The climate here is indeed problematic."

Captain Nigun looked up at the sky, his heart sinking; this did not differ much from the intelligence previously inferred.

The location where everyone stood at this moment was a somewhat desolate forest; due to the lack of water sources or the influence of the overly hot temperature, the leaves of a large number of trees were extremely sparse or even yellowed.

"Everyone, rest and reorganize first!"

Kelart issued the order at this time.

The Slane Theocracy sent the [Sunlight Scripture] as an assisting party, so on the surface, Kelart of the Holy Kingdom served as the overall commander.

According to the pre-planned arrangements.

All members of the Paladin Order spread out to form a circle, protecting the priest group and the magic casters of the Scripture unit inside to guard against any sudden situations!

Hill region, southern part.

Corpse pit.

Densely packed, protruding mounds of earth were scattered across the entire land, even though the scorching sun hung high in the sky at this moment.

Yet, the entire area exuded an inexplicable chill!

Beneath these mounds and the entire stretch of ground, a large number of undead lay sleeping; dense negative energy and death aura, invisible to the naked eye, continuously flowed and gathered within this area.

At the edge of the massive corpse pit.

A putrid, foul stench, as if it had been fermenting for decades, continuously surged from the deepest part of the corpse pit; it was a smell that would cause an ordinary person to faint after a single breath.

Swarms of flies gathered together like black clouds shrouding the area, emitting a "buzzing" sound that made one's scalp tingle.

"I said I would give you a chance."

The leader, wrapped in pitch-black negative energy, stood quietly at the edge of the stone pit, a pair of faint, pale eyes gazing at a figure inside.

Khajiit!

The other party was currently in a state of coma, placed in the very center of a pile of rotting corpses.

Turning around.

The leader ignored the stench and walked outward; the dense, thumb-sized flies flew past from all around but never dared to approach the area where the leader stood.

Bang!

Heavy footsteps followed closely behind.

It was the tall Death Knight, following the leader step by step as they left; its terrifying aura and pressure seemed even more potent than when it was first born.

Faint black energy spilled from its eye sockets and limb joints, and even the red patterns on its armor had become more scarlet and terrifying!

When the leader left this area and reached the outer perimeter, they saw two figures sitting on a protruding mound of earth.

One was an elderly man wearing dirty, dark gray robes, with somewhat graying hair and a dry, hardened face, appearing to be over 60 years old.

Some black insects were hovering around him, and a special demi-human stood stiffly before him—a demi-human race called a Blade-Armor Insect.

The other one.

Was a middle-aged man in full black armor, his face covered in finger-thick scars, looking exceptionally ferocious; the pitch-black armor was engraved with the image of some kind of beast, very rugged and exuding a sense of brutality.

The man exuded a cold aura, with a long sword of the same pitch-black color, its blade shimmering with a yellowish magical light, stuck into the ground beside him.

These two were exactly two of the Twelve Apostles of [Zuranon].

Excluding the one who died and Khajiit, there were 10 high-ranking disciples remaining, each having more or less work to do, setting aside those too far away or with other assignments.

The leader had only summoned these two high-ranking disciples.

"Leader."

"Leader."

The gray-robed old man and the black-armored warrior turned their heads simultaneously and spoke respectfully.

"How are those resisting demi-humans being handled?" The leader’s hoarse voice rang out.

"This old man has resolved a portion of them."

The gray-robed old man’s expression was slightly awkward, "The demi-humans are now huddled in a corner; their leader is a Snake King known as the 'Seven-Colored Scales', which is slightly troublesome."

The leader did not speak.

The air went silent; invisible pressure seemed to radiate from the leader, causing a bead of cold sweat to appear on the gray-robed old man’s forehead.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the Death Knight, which had been standing quietly behind the leader, saw its scarlet eyes light up and let out a roar with a dry, raspy voice as if it had lost its vocal cords.

"Hm?"

The leader tilted their head slightly to look at the Death Knight, "It seems the guests we were waiting for have finally arrived."

Undead have the keenest perception of the aura of the living; a large number of undead corpses had long been buried in this land.

Once the living approached, the Death Knight could sense it.

With a "click" sound.

The black-armored knight raised his head, a twisted smile appearing on his scar-filled face: "I heard the Paladin Captain of the Holy Kingdom wields Safalasia, one of the Four Great Holy Swords!"

"I wonder if she will come here!"

As he spoke, the black-armored knight drew the black long sword stuck to his side: "I am very curious to know whether her holy sword is stronger, or if this rotten sword of mine is stronger!"

(End of chapter)