Chen Zhao wasn't injured at all.
However, the feeling of going from strong to weak made Chen Zhao feel very weak.
It wasn't a physical feeling, but a psychological one.
This also caused the others to think that Chen Zhao was injured when they saw him.
"Mr. Chen, do you really not need a Holy Light spell? It'll be very effective. "
Matthew had the intention to rope Chen Zhao in and befriend him.
However, the Church's teachings also taught him that he couldn't leave Chen Zhao in the lurch.
Whether it was for business or personal reasons, Matthew hoped to help Chen Zhao.
However, Chen Zhao didn't want to be healed by some Holy Light spell at all.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm not injured. I'm just weak, not injured," Chen Zhao replied weakly.
"Fine." Matthew nodded helplessly. "If you really need it, tell me at any time."
Chen Zhao shrugged. Actually, he'd always been in a good state.
Matthew's group of five and Chen Zhao's group didn't have a specific destination. They just chose a direction.
After walking for a while, they found an area filled with countless skeletons.
The skeletons had completely covered the area. Looking over, they couldn't see the end of the sea of skeletons.
Some of the skeletons belonged to humans, some belonged to other creatures, some were big, some were small.
In the white sea of skeletons, there were also many weapons stuck in the bones.
"This place …" Matthew frowned.
He and his companions were all successors of the Church. They all had the power of Holy Light.
Therefore, they were very uncomfortable with this area filled with the aura of death.
Chen Zhao didn't like this place either, mainly because it was uncomfortable to walk on the skeletons.
Without a doubt, this used to be a Shuraba.
Countless living beings fought and killed each other here.
In the end, only piles of white bones were left.
"What exactly is this place?"
"How many people are buried here?"
It was difficult to even count the number of races that had died here, let alone count the number of the dead.
There were too many skeletons of various creatures.
If a normal person stepped in here, they'd probably be scared to death.
Just then, ten people appeared in front of them.
Those ten people were obviously from the same team.
When the team saw Chen Zhao's group, they immediately stopped. Both sides looked at each other.
Neither side attacked blindly.
Matthew was confident in his strength, but they were the minority after all.
The other party's strength was unknown, and they clearly had the advantage in numbers.
If they attacked rashly, they might suffer a great loss.
Chen Zhao frowned and turned to look at Matthew.
At this moment, Matthew and his companions were in high spirits.
This confused Chen Zhao even more.
Although he had only just met Matthew, they did not have much interaction.
But in her mind, Matthew should be the kind of gentle and refined person.
It was completely different from his current temperament.
Why did he suddenly become so impulsive when he met the person opposite him?
"Matthew, what's affecting you?" Chen Zhao reminded.
Matthew was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses.
"It's the aura that permeates this place …" Matthew's expression changed.
"Alterando, Fille, Paolo, Angie! Calm down! "Matthew reminded them.
When everyone heard Matthew's magical voice, they also woke up from their manic and irritable emotions.
Matthew glanced at Chen Zhao. "Mr. Chen, thank you. Aren't you affected?"
"I am," Chen Zhao said, "but I still retain my rationality."
Actually, it was not that he was completely unaffected. It was because Chen Zhao was personally observing the situation from a higher position.
He did not see the ten people as opponents, so he naturally did not have that high fighting spirit.
Therefore, compared to the others, Chen Zhao could control his emotions better. He could also observe others from a bystander's perspective.
However, Matthew and the others regained their rationality after Chen Zhao's reminder.
But the ten people opposite them did not get rid of their manic emotions so easily.
"Everyone, you're also participants of the Holy Glory, right? We'd better calm down now." Matthew recovered his usual calmness and gentleness. He tried to use his attitude to dissolve the other party's hostility and fighting spirit.
Hesitation and awkwardness appeared on the faces of the ten opponents.
Their eyes were constantly changing, as if they were having an intense battle in their hearts.
But just then, a red figure descended from the sky without any warning, landing directly in the center of the two parties.
Amidst the scattered bone fragments and dust, a figure emerged from the path.
It was a red-skinned man with a bare chest.
His hair stretched back in a bold and vigorous manner.
The man held a large axe in one hand and a large sword in the other.
His red skin was very abnormal, but he was still human.
The red-skinned man panted heavily and grinned. "More newcomers."
The two parties, who had slowly calmed down, were instantly filled with hostility again.
"Come … Let's fight!" the red-skinned man roared.
The originally calm Matthew suddenly cast a holy spell. A lightsaber extended from his empty right hand.
"Purify that evil and unorthodox path!"
The frenzied battle intent seemed to be emanating from this red-skinned man.
His appearance had caused Matthew to lose control.
Right now, Matthew was like a Jedi in a star battle. He swung his lightsaber and charged at the red-skinned man.
The red-skinned man raised his large sword and blocked Matthew's attack.
Matthew somersaulted in the air and pointed his other hand at the red-skinned man.
"Judgment!" A golden light suddenly appeared above the red-skinned man's head and fell straight down.
Attacked from above, the red-skinned man knelt on one knee.
Matthew steadied himself after the somersault and launched another consecutive spell attack. "Judgment."
The shadow of an angel holding a longsword appeared behind the red-skinned man. The sword pierced through his chest.
The red-skinned man spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood quickly evaporated in the air and turned into smoke.
Chen Zhao could see that the smoke contained strong magic power.
When the magic smoke spread around, Chen Zhao immediately frowned and took a few steps back.
However, the others didn't seem to notice anything wrong with the smoke. They all absorbed it, more or less.
This was especially so for Matthew, who was the closest to them. The skin on his face was slightly dark red, just like the red-skinned man.
"Kill him!"
"Give him the righteous Judgment!"
It was as if they didn't see the red lines on Matthew's face.
Chen Zhao fell into deep thought. They seemed to be affected by the smoke too.
Matthew himself didn't notice it at all. The spells he cast became even more violent.
"Boiling Justice!"
A burning holy flame appeared on Matthew's lightsaber.
Without hesitation, Matthew slashed at the red-skinned man's neck.
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