Chapter 302: The Nobles Who Suffered Heavy Losses

What does it feel like to take a Demigod-level Lightning Storm with one's face?

"Mr. Devil" should have plenty of authority to speak on this, only he probably cannot speak for the moment.

But clearly, Klein had no intention of listening to "Mr. Devil's" thoughts here.

As the Lightning Storm slammed into the "Devil's" face, Klein clearly saw a flash of brilliance that did not belong to the "Devil" vanish in an instant; that was likely some kind of Magical Item.

Regardless of what it was, this showed that the "Devil" had a certain amount of power to resist the lightning; if he didn't leave now, he wouldn't be able to leave at all!

Klein rolled, picked up the Lu Aoluodesi Mirror from the ground, and dashed out of the underground, seeing natural light; the clear sky didn't even look like Backlund.

While passing through the exit, Klein could clearly feel as if he had passed through an invisible barrier; after passing through, he appeared in another world.

This was the reason why no one could find this place.

Whoosh!

Klein heard the sound of a great river flowing, right ahead!

He suddenly increased his speed, but behind him, a foul, scorching wind blew over—it was Demonic Flame.

The "Devil" had chased him out!

Relying on his speed and spiritual intuition, Klein dodged this wave of flames, but the terrifying aura behind him made him dare not stop for even a second.

"Ah!" The "Devil's" voice carried immense pain and unwillingness; he had actually been injured by a Sequence 6!

He did indeed have a defensive Magical Item, but this time, Arrodes's lightning was also unprecedentedly powerful, directly shattering that Magical Item and injuring the "Devil" himself.

Klein's footsteps faltered, and he was still injured by the Filthy Words carried in the voice, but at this moment, he dared not stop!

But before he had taken a few steps, there were steep cliffs ahead, and there was nowhere left to go.

Klein's expression was grim, his speed increasing rather than decreasing; he leaped up abruptly at the cliff—it was time for you to be useful, Air Straw!

Almost simultaneously, Klein also took out the Azik Copper Whistle and brought it to his lips to blow.

"Klein? Why are you here?" The moment he blew the Copper Whistle, Klein heard Azik's voice.

At the same time, his movement of leaping toward the edge of the cliff stalled, as if a force had pulled him up, returning him to solid ground.

Being able to detect the battle here so quickly was naturally because the battle between Azik and that Blood Sect Angel was not far away.

And after the failure of Demon Monarch Fabuti's descent, that "Blood Duke" ran away at the first opportunity; even Azik couldn't stop him.

"Mr. Azik!" Klein was pleasantly surprised; he had already prepared himself to fight the devil to the death underwater.

"I am nearby." Mr. Azik glanced at the "Devil" who had already realized something was wrong.

"Was it you last time too?" Azik suddenly realized something.

Run! The "Devil's" Malice Perception was about to explode, and he fled like a madman.

"Stay." Azik's voice seemed to carry a certain eerie power; the "Devil's" footsteps grew slower and slower, finally stopping, and he knelt toward the direction where Azik was.

He had become a corpse and needed to submit to the "Death Consul."

"This..." Klein clicked his tongue; a Demigod had died just like that.

"By the way, Mr. Azik, the 'Red Priest' altar that was stolen, which we saw in the information recording, is inside!"

Klein suddenly remembered this matter; Mr. Azik had been quite concerned about this altar at the time.

"There are also two people from the Witch Sect inside, and one of them is even a God-Descending Vessel!"

Azik's expression turned grave; he pointed a finger, and the "Devil" stood up and walked into the Underworld Gate that had appeared abruptly behind him, while Azik took Klein back to the altar plaza.

But there was only this one altar left here, still retaining its warmth, and nothing else.

"That Witch Demigod and Trissy are both gone!" Klein thought to himself, what a pity.

"It really is it." Mr. Azik looked at the altar and fell into deep thought.

"However, there is no need to worry; this altar has been completely destroyed." Azik pointed to the pit at the very center and said.

The small pit originally pierced by the Spear of Destiny had already expanded; the altar had cracked, its integrity was destroyed, and there was no "Red Priest" blood left to fill it.

"The last traces left in this world by the 'Blood Emperor' have also completely dissipated." Azik could not describe his current mood.

"Let's go; the impact caused by this sacrifice is far from over." Azik glanced outside the altar, where footsteps were already approaching.

"I will send you back." Mr. Azik grabbed Klein's shoulder and performed a Spirit World jump directly.

"This is the altar of the sacrifice!" "God's Singer" and Saint Anthony arrived here with the Nighthawks and the Punishers.

Those demonic guards underground had already been dealt with.

Mr. Azik and Klein appeared at the Wangshi Zhuangyuan.

"You are!" Keleistai had not died, nor had he lost control; he had held on, but his state was not good, and the moment he saw Azik Eggers, he almost erupted and lost control.

"He is a friend of Bishop Chumen!" Klein reminded him in time.

"..." Keleistai relaxed.

"You were caught by Trissy again?" Leonard's expression was extremely strange.

"Why are the Witches so interested in you? Is there some secret?" Beckett looked at Klein with admiration and asked earnestly for advice.

Klein:...

Unfortunately, they encountered an evil god's sacrifice while on a mission, but fortunately, none of them suffered fatal injuries.

It was just that those nobles were not so lucky.

In the latter half of the sacrifice, the erosion of the black clouds intensified; Keleistai's domain could only protect a small portion of people, which included Leonard and the others, the Earl Hall family, and several families who believed in the Goddess.

And that Demigod of the Royal Family was the same; therefore, even with Beyonder guards, the casualties among the nobles were very severe.

The Wangshi Zhuangyuan seemed a bit too close to the sacrificial altar, and the time it faced the black clouds pressing down and the erosion of the Abyss was the longest.

Afterward, the eruption of Dream Phosphor could not save those nobles who had already died early on.

"What a disaster..." Audrey Hall had not suffered any harm under the protection of the Demigod and the family guards, but looking at those nobles who died under the aura of the Abyss, she also felt a chill in her heart.

It was the first time she had so vividly and at such close range known the terror of the Beyonder world.

Those who were still speaking to her just moments ago had already turned into corpses.

"The entire noble class has suffered heavy losses; this may also be the goal of those evil cults," Earl Hall judged calmly, something brewing in his eyes.

"But why?"