"Wang Lu, calm down, calm down. Everything that can be done has been done. The situation has been laid out. Now, victory or defeat will be decided by this."
In the deep sea, Wang Lu quietly stood on the wreckage of a palace in the ruins of the ancient city. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of bitter seawater to calm his mind. Next, he could not afford to make the slightest mistake in his every move, there was no room for error.
Liu Li being plotted against was indeed beyond his expectation. The various protective measures that the Sect Elders put on Liu Li did not work. However, when he thought about it, it was not strange. The opponent was a near-legendary profession. Moreover, this was the Western Continent, where the rules were different, so it was not surprising that there would be an accident. Therefore, any prior precaution was not secure. Only by perfectly adapting to the situation could he protect Liu Li. Regarding Wang Lu's ability to deal with situations, everyone was very assured, including Wang Lu himself, who was also full of confidence. Unfortunately, in the end, there was still an accident. Moreover, it was an accident that Wang Lu could not absolve himself from. He thought of all the factors, but he did not expect that Liu Li's young girl feelings would actually kill her! And this was not Liu Li's responsibility. Wang Lu, as her guardian, must take full responsibility!
However, the more critical the situation was, the less time he had for self-blame. Even if it was a sin that could not be redeemed by ten thousand deaths, he must first deal with the opponent, and then consider how to punish himself.
The situation was far from desperate. Although Faceless One held the hostage, Wang Lu also had a card in his hand. Moreover, it was a card that, in theory, was enough to crush everything — he had the support of Golden King.
Without Golden King's acquiescence and secret help, his starting point in the sea of clouds might not necessarily be the Demon Castle, and outside the castle, it might not be that easy to find the abandoned chariot of Golden King. And the most important thing was, without Golden King's acquiescence, there would be no detailed map of the sea of clouds in the chariot!
This was common sense that was easily overlooked. Even a slightly high-grade chariot would record the journey. Wang Lu's biggest goal in scavenging was not the chariot itself, but the journey that the chariot recorded! At the same time, this was also a secret that Wang Lu didn't tell anyone. When he took control of the chariot, he found that Golden King had indeed recorded his route to and from Beautiful Unique Pool Peak in the chariot's device. Although Golden King didn't explore the whole picture, he had recorded 60% of the terrain along the way. This map was a real priceless treasure. And the icing on the cake was that Golden King even thoughtfully marked some key locations on the map! This was the reason why Wang Lu dared to take the risk alone.
The Endless Sea, the Forgotten City of Atlantis. This was the place that Wang Lu had chosen to reverse the situation according to the Golden King's markings during the short confrontation. It was also the only opportunity that he could grasp.
"Liuli, wait for me …"
As he muttered to himself, Wang Lu tightened his grip on the final trump card in his hand.
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"Atlantis, the Forgotten City, the ruins abandoned by the Gods …"
At the other end of the city ruins, a stiff-faced girl slowly walked. Relying on her own perception, she tracked the traces of Wang Lu while coldly glancing around. As her body moved, she vaguely felt bursts of pressure.
Legend has it that Atlantis was once the pinnacle of civilization in the Western Continent. The dreamlike city was not even inferior to the legendary Penglai Immortal Domain in Nine Regions. However, just like the Age of Chaos Calamity in Nine Regions, which destroyed the vast majority of the immortal civilization, Atlantis also sank permanently in this catastrophe. Rumor has it that Atlantis, because of its overly developed civilization, became arrogant and insufferably arrogant. The people of Atlantis were disrespectful to the Gods, and thus were punished by the Gods of the Western Continent. Moreover, it was a permanent punishment.
In the city of Atlantis, they would never receive the gift of the Gods, only the wrath and curse of the Gods.
Of course, the legend was just a legend. Atlantis was destroyed tens of thousands of years ago, and the history of Holy Light Religion … was probably not that long. However, being in it, Faceless One could clearly feel the magical power of this place.
It was the rejection of the divine power. The object of worship of Holy Light Religion was the sea of Holy Light, not the personification of the Gods. However, since it was a religion, it also had something in common with the religion that worshipped the Gods. The power of Holy Light was essentially a kind of divine power, so it seemed reasonable for it to be rejected in the city of Atlantis.
Was this what Wang Lu was sure of? Did he choose this battlefield that was favorable to the pagans to try to make a comeback?
A very clever idea. The rejection of the Holy Light in the ruins of Atlantis was firm and without any gap … The ubiquitous repulsive force made the parasitic Faceless One feel the pressure, which made it difficult for him to maintain a perfect spiritual occupation of Liu Li. This left an opportunity for Wang Lu. If it was a one-on-one showdown in the ruins, Faceless One could not guarantee that he would not reveal his flaws. In case Wang Lu used some method to expel him from Liu Li's body, the situation would be instantly reversed.
While thinking, Faceless Demon had already captured Wang Lu's position. He was hiding in an abandoned palace, ready to make a move. It seemed that he was waiting for her arrival, but it also seemed that he might rush out at any time, which caught her off guard.
Faceless One did not continue to move forward, nor did he use the hostage to force Wang Lu to come out. He gently shook his head and inwardly sneered.
Taking advantage of the geographical advantage of Atlantis was really a naive idea. Because he did not intend to have a one-on-one fight with Wang Lu. Previously, he used the hostage because there was no other way to catch up with him. But now that he had been dragged out of the vehicle, the rest of the work could be handed over to the laborers. Faceless One did not trust Paul, Ferdinand, and the others, but when needed, he would not reject using their power.
"Humph, it's time to let those idiots play their role."
Then, he used the connection between his avatar and his main body to send a signal.
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At the same time, in another place in the sea of clouds, the Holy Chariot was moving at top speed. Because of the overload, the energy core was constantly groaning, which made the atmosphere inside the chariot particularly anxious.
"Faceless, why haven't we caught up with them after chasing for so long? Didn't you say they stopped?! "Paul asked anxiously.
When he heard that Wang Lu and his team had obtained the inheritance of Golden King — a level eight vehicle, Paul could not help but panic about the prospect. He had long known that as the administrator of the King's Treasure House, he was not liked by Golden King. If not for Golden King's remnant soul, which had lost the actual control of the Treasure House, he would have been expelled by Golden King long ago. And this time, in the face of Wang Lu's challenge, he had no doubt that Golden King would secretly make his move.
Once he let Wang Lu break through, the administrator title would inevitably change hands. At that time, his situation would be worse than death!
Seeing that Faceless One was silent inside the vehicle, Paul could not help but say, "Faceless, this is not just about me, but about the development of the entire holy religion!"
"Found it." Faceless One suddenly opened his mouth and then pointed to a certain direction in the sea of clouds. "Go there, they are hiding there!"
Paul's spirit was shaken. "Good, everyone, let's work harder. As long as we intercept those heretics, we will win!"
Under the urging of Paul, the Holy Chariot sped up a bit. Under the extreme speed, the body of the chariot constantly trembled, as if it could fall apart at any time. However, it was bound by the joint efforts of several people inside the chariot, wrapped in a powerful holy light, and could not break free.
Before long, the chariot broke through the layers of sea of clouds and came to a blue ocean.
"What is this place?"
"The place where the enemy is hiding." Faceless One didn't explain more. He just led the chariot straight into the sea, and then, in the monstrous waves, went straight into the deep sea area, where Atlantis was located.
After approaching Atlantis, the city ruins rejected the Holy Light, which made the Holy Light Religion people vigilant.
"What is this place … how could it reject the power of the Holy Light so much?" Ferdinand was surprised to find that his power, which was suppressed by the sea of clouds, had actually dropped by half a level.
Paul fiercely said, "Cunning heretics! To hell with this savage land! "
Amidst the curse, the group of people finally landed at the designated location of Faceless One. In the square of the ruins, the holy cabin door opened, which caused the entire overburdened chariot to shake. The group of people impatiently rushed out of the chariot, but they didn't find any trace of the heretics.
Ferdinand asked in a cold voice, "Faceless, where the hell are they!?"
"Over there."
In the deep sea, the voice became a bit strange, but Ferdinand could still hear that it was a crisp and sweet voice of a woman. He turned his eyes and saw a beautiful but vaguely familiar girl slowly walking over. She had a near-perfect figure, but for some reason, her right hand was missing five fingers.
The Supreme Inquisitor was stunned, and then he realized, "This is the trophy of your spirit occupation, and also your card?"
Using spirit occupation to capture the hostage and then using the hostage to threaten the opponent to surrender was a common trick of Faceless One. Although it was old-fashioned, it was tried and tested.
Faceless One was too lazy to answer and just said, "The target is in that palace. You guys go and purify him … Ferdinand, you stay here with two archbishops to protect the hostage."
Three archbishop-level death soldiers, plus the good-for-nothing Paul, who was still a Holy One. With the four of them joining hands, no matter how great his ability was, Wang Lu would still end up dead. However, Faceless One did not relax his vigilance. He refused to give Wang Lu even the slightest chance. Obviously, it was already a fatal situation, yet he still arranged a heavy force around the hostage, leaving no flaws.
Soon, Paul led the three archbishops into the palace, while the Supreme Inquisitor led the remaining two archbishops to guard Faceless One's side.
At this time, Faceless One suddenly smelled a strange fragrance. It was indistinct, and at the same time, it was also disturbed by many noisy smells in the deep sea, making it difficult to identify it.
"Do you smell anything?" Faceless One asked Ferdinand. The latter twitched his nose and frowned. "It seems to be … the fragrance of meat?"
Faceless One was stunned. The deep sea abandoned city couldn't even light a fire, so where did the fragrance of meat come from?
Ferdinand's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. In addition to praying to the Holy Light, one of his hobbies was food. Therefore, he had a strong ability to recognize this smell. "This smell … seems to be the cooking method of those yellow-skinned bastards. I remember it's called 'pork stewed with vermicelli'? Moreover, they added a lot of vinegar, so it's very sour. "
"Pork stewed with vermicelli? How can there be the smell of pork here? "
However, before he could think too much, Faceless One suddenly felt that the body that was occupied by his spirit was somewhat out of his control. A strong will boiled inside his body, and his previously heavily injured right arm involuntarily lifted up. Five fingers were cut off, and from the hollow of his palm, a dense sword qi, like a simple and unadorned flying sword that wanted to pierce the blue dome of heaven, flew out. In the blink of an eye, the flying sword pierced through Ferdinand's chest and came out of his back. A transparent hole suddenly opened up!
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