While Thor and Ann were looking for Zhang Heng near the convenience store, Zhang Heng had already returned thousands of miles away, outside Iciz's health club deep in the mountains.
At this time, it was just after midnight. Zhang Heng parked his car in front of the door, only to find that it was different from the first time he came here. The door of the health club was closed, and it was dark inside.
Zhang Heng got out of the car with his travel bag and rang the doorbell.
However, after waiting for about five minutes, there was still no response. No one came to open the door, and Iciz's maid, the Egyptian woman, was nowhere to be seen.
Zhang Heng frowned when he saw this, took out the Pet Wire that he carried with him, shook the wire, and asked it to get up and work. However, after the Pet Wire opened the door in front of him, Zhang Heng retracted his hand that was about to push the door open.
After that, he climbed directly to the fourth floor along the drainage pipe on the side and came to a window on the east side.
Zhang Heng remembered very clearly that this was the reception room where he and Iciz met for the first time.
As soon as he landed, a dagger quietly stabbed his waist in the dark. At the same time, Zhang Heng heard the sound of a bow, and a crossbow arrow was shot from behind him, aiming at his back.
The dagger and the arrow, one in front and one behind, sealed off all his escape routes. However, even though the situation was critical, Zhang Heng did not panic. He did not have time to pull out the Shrouded Scabbard from his waist. He just used the scabbard to push away the dagger in front of him. Then, he used the force to move half a step to the left, avoiding the arrow behind him.
Immediately after that, Zhang Heng pulled out the Shrouded Scabbard and slashed at the attacker's neck.
But the next moment, the lights in the room were turned on again.
The person who attacked him earlier also took three steps back, looking at him with a smile. It was Iciz.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Heng also looked into Iciz's eyes.
"Nothing, just a misunderstanding," Iciz retracted the dagger in her hand as if nothing had happened. "I asked you to help me kill my brother. Although I believe in your strength, I have to consider the possibility of revenge if you fail. So, I made some arrangements here in advance. And then again, it's your fault for not going through the front door."
"You only rely on a dagger and a crossbow to defend against Seth?"
"Of course not. Look at your feet." Isis placed the dagger on the bar counter and picked up a bottle of wine.
Zhang Heng looked down and saw a large and complicated pattern. In other words, he was standing on a magic circle, and it was even larger than the one in the basement. It almost covered the entire reception room.
"Looks like I've won this round." Iciz removed the cork from the wine bottle and smiled proudly.
But the next moment, her smile froze at the corner of her mouth because she found that there was something extra on the grand magic circle that she had carefully prepared. It was a sword mark that extended from the window all the way to where Zhang Heng was standing. Wherever it passed, the mageweaths were destroyed.
"When?" Isis exclaimed in shock.
Zhang Heng did not answer her question at all. He just put the travel bag in his hand on the ground, took out a tule box from it, and threw it to Iciz. "You helped me save him, and I have done what I promised you."
Iciz did not rush to open the box when she heard Zhang Heng. She first took two sips of wine, and this time, she stretched out a finger and lifted the lid. Inside the box was a heart nailed by a dagger.
"Seth is dead. His heart is in the box. If you don't believe me, you can check it with your magic."
"There's no need for that. He is my brother, and we share the same blood. So, I can still recognize his heart." The look in Iciz's eyes was a little complicated, but after a while, she closed the box.
The owl on the mural also flew out and grabbed the wooden box with its claws.
"Feed it to the dogs. This is what he deserves."
After giving the order, Iciz clapped her hands, but she returned her gaze to the man in front of her.
"Your efficiency is really beyond my imagination. We've been separated for less than 24 hours, and you've already killed Seth before the New God and the Old God, and you've returned to me," Isis said. "That's unbelievable."
"I was just lucky. Since we have completed our respective agreements, it's time for me to leave." Zhang Heng's expression did not change. "Please help me call Trista."
"Oh, that little succubus. She is too naughty. I had no choice but to use magic to make her sleep. But it doesn't matter. I will ask my maid to wake her up." While speaking, Iciz gestured to the vulture on the mural, and the latter flew away from the wall.
However, Iciz did not seem to have any intention of leaving the reception room. Instead, she stared at Zhang Heng curiously. "What's your next plan?"
"What plan?" Zhang Heng asked rhetorically.
"You helped your 'ordinary' friend solve her problem, but what about your own problem? How is it? Have you had nightmares recently? Have you dreamed of the master of that city? The reason why you brought that little succubus with you is to get information from her to solve your problem, right? " Iciz said as she sat on the bar, her two smooth legs resting on the edge of the bar.
"Do you have any advice for me?"
"Not really advice. That guy is also a new existence to us. He rose too fast, and some … well, natural reasons caused the world to know very little about him. But," Iciz paused. "The trouble you encountered is related to life, so I, the Goddess of Life, can barely help you.
Zhang Heng did not say anything when he heard this. He just quietly waited for her to continue.
"Strictly speaking, this body of yours originally belongs to that guy. You and he have the same blood flowing in your veins. I know you are very good at fighting, and you just proved it again. Unfortunately, no matter how good your skills are, they can't work on him, "Iciz said leisurely.
"Why?" Zhang Heng thought of the previous nightmare. The figure on the throne glanced at him, and he was completely immobilized. In that case, whether it was his swordsmanship, marksmanship, or other items and skills, he could not use them at all.
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