In the past few days, the local organization of Xylond called the Holy Sanctum suddenly began to wipe out all the foreign forces that came for the Paragon of Destiny.
In just a few days, more than a dozen small forces were defeated and evacuated. Four of the medium-sized organizations were forced to retreat, and the strongholds of the two stubborn ones were wiped out in one fell swoop.
Among the large organizations, two fought head-on with the Holy Sanctum and then silently retreated without saying a word.
The remaining large organizations began to increase their forces at the same time. They were not those small forces that could be scared away.
Among them, Bloodgrave was the one that sent the most forces.
"It's so late. Why don't you stay and have tea with me? It's not good. Be careful, there will be danger on the way back. "
In the darkness of the night, a demonic woman with pale arms and pitch-black eyes slowly walked out of the darkness.
She looked at Bloodgrave and the others, who had fled without saying a word, and chuckled like silver bells.
"Puff, puff, puff."
Almost at the same time, in the darkness, there were subtle sounds of collisions in the direction of Bloodgrave and the others.
The few of them let out a muffled groan as they were forced back by some unknown force. They gathered together in a sorry state.
"Are you going to fight us head-on?!" the surrounded man said angrily.
"Fight? Do you think you're qualified? "The coquettish woman laughed.
"Are all the people of the Holy Sanctum so arrogant?"
In a car parked on the street not far away, a tall man in a suit with black gloves opened the door and got out.
The man's eyes were cold, and his clothes were neatly and neatly arranged. On the surface, he looked like a big lawyer, a top financial elite, or some other powerful figure.
But from the faint silver patterns on the back of his gloves, it could be seen that this guy was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Your Excellency Silver Ash!" The surrounded Bloodgrave and the others suddenly became excited. They bowed to the man to show their respect.
The coquettish woman sensed the strength of the man's aura, and the smile on her face changed slightly.
"Even an expert of this level has come in person? Retreat! "
More than a dozen people from the Holy Sanctum around her immediately retreated into the darkness.
"You've just arrived and you want to leave? Do you look down on me too much? "
The man with the silver patterned glove sneered and took a step forward. The silver patterns on his glove suddenly lit up.
Silver threads shot out from his glove and immediately condensed into silver birds. They swooped towards the people of Divine Hall in the darkness.
"You dare to kill someone in the territory of my Sacred Temple?"
A white shadow flashed in the darkness and intercepted the flying silver birds like lightning. With a series of muffled sounds, the birds were all easily crushed. They turned into tiny specks of light and scattered.
The white figure quickly descended and turned into a petite white-haired girl with pale arms.
"I didn't expect the Sanctum's domain to attract a four-winged powerhouse. How rare. "
Silver Gray's expression froze. His previous relaxed expression was gradually replaced by shock and uncertainty.
"The Sanctum actually has a powerhouse of this level?!" Although it was only the aura of someone who had just entered the Five Wing realm, that kind of force field and the natural and tyrannical power that emanated from within could not be fake.
He had originally thought that the Holy Sanctum was just an ordinary organization, and having a four-winged Suppressor was already very impressive.
He did not expect that even a five-winged powerhouse would appear now!
"Sir, I'm Silver Gray, the Piper of the Bloodgrave — Kill them."
Silver Gray was interrupted before he could even finish his self-introduction. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned and fled into the distance.
But unlike him, the rest of the weaker Bloodgrave assassins were caught by a large number of arms growing out of the ground in the blink of an eye. Unable to break free, they could only quickly melt and sink to the ground.
Khadula did not chase after Silver Gray.
The main purpose of the Sanctum was to show off its strength. It was not to make enemies out of every person they met.
It might not matter to them to kill these small fries, but if they left the four-winged Suppressor alive, it would be a serious blow. They would definitely retaliate on a large scale later.
Apart from this reason. In fact, there was also the most fundamental reason.
Khadula watched Silver Gray go away until he could no longer see her. Only then did the faintly discernible dangerous gaze on her slowly fade away.
"Five-winged … For a Paragon of Destiny, the Bloodgrave has even sent out a Five-winged elite. It seems that these large organizations have important people who need to be healed."
For Khadula, a battle at the level of Five-winged was all she could do to scare people.
It was not a problem for her to release her aura.
If they really fought, she, who had already divided more than a thousand people, was at most a Four-winger. If she did not retreat in the face of a Five-winger, she would be courting death.
"But fortunately, the main thing now is to show off our strength and let outsiders know that the Sanctum has enough power to make people afraid. That's enough. "
Lin Sheng's voice came from Khadula's mind.
"We don't need to kill all the people of the forces. We just need to kill a group, warn a group, and force a group to retreat. Only when we show enough strength, then we are qualified to use the Paragon of Destiny as a bargaining chip to heal their people in exchange for what we need. "
Lin Sheng continued.
This was his real purpose.
"Whatever you say, Brother," Khadula said with a smile.
As a prince of a kingdom, she was naturally familiar with these methods. And as a split soul, she knew that Lin Sheng's purpose was not just for the Sanctum.
The Paragon of Destiny that Adolf had was a disaster for those without power. But for those with power, it was resources and connections.
Lin Sheng was using the Sanctum as Adolf's backer, giving him the confidence to be on an equal footing with the other big shots, so that he could use healing means to build his own network.
Otherwise, others could snatch your Paragon with just a word. Who would waste their resources to exchange for a Paragon of Destiny's treatment?
"But I'm sorry to trouble you. Your identity has probably been exposed." Lin Sheng sighed.
"It's okay. Even without this, the news of me being in the Sanctum will spread." Khadula said nonchalantly.
"You have joined the Sanctum. What about the Iron Fist Society? Speaking of which, are you the Iron Fist Society or the Sanctum now? Didn't the Steel Lord from before call himself the Ironfist Society? "
Suddenly, a young man's voice came from behind Khadula.
The voice was so close that Khadula felt goosebumps all over her body. It was a sound wave that could only be emitted when someone was less than a meter away from her.
She quickly tried to turn around and activate her ability to attack the person behind her.
"Don't move," the young man said casually. "You can still say three words. But if you move, you won't be able to say a word."
Khadula did not dare to move.
She could feel the pain that came from all over her body. Her body had been sliced into over a hundred pieces in an instant without her even realizing it.
The only reason she could still stand was that the speed of the knife was so fast that her body could not react.
"Who are you?" The smile on Khadula's face disappeared, replaced by a chill she had never felt before.
"Me?" The young man behind her laughed. "Thank you for taking care of my disciple, Reinier. So I'm here to return the favor. "
"Reinier?"
"Ah … Have you forgotten your name? It's okay. This time, I will make sure you will never forget it. "
Bam!
As soon as the voice trailed off, Khadula exploded into hundreds of pieces of flesh and blood.
Behind the pieces of flesh and blood was a handsome young man with blue hair and red eyes. He was smiling as he watched the rain of blood.
Behind him was the genius, Reinier, who had a respectful look on his face.
At the same time.
On the Sanctum Hill, inside the Sanctum of Shadow.
The Night Lord, who was meditating, suddenly got up. His eyes lit up with a glaring purple light.
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