The excited player said that, and Panen immediately became angry.
“What’s wrong with Qingqiu? Isn’t he a solo player?”
“We, the Heavy Shield Guild, are not afraid of him.”
“Besides, the boss is a level 17 transcendent barbarian. Why should we be afraid of Qingqiu?”
They couldn’t understand why Panen ordered such on his return from a mission.
Wasn’t this an announcement to the outside world that a player coerced Heavy Shield Guild to lower their heads to him?
How were they going to gain a foothold in the Barbarian Empire?
The middle-aged man in his early forties stood up and walked before them with a complicated gaze.
“There’s no more…”
“What no more?”
“His Excellency Parton has died.”
The middle-aged man spoke, and his tone sounded bitter.
“Qingqiu’s slave chopped his head off. The Heavy Shield Guild no longer possess transcendents to rely on from this onwards.”
“A servant of Qingqiu… Beheaded Parton?”
The players froze wide-eyed and open-mouthed.
“A servant can slaughter a transcendent?”
“Because his servant is also a transcendent… Moreover, it was a soul-devouring transcendent vampire! His Excellency Parton didn’t even have the chance to use his most powerful skill before the bat-winged slave of Qingqiu severed his head.”
The middle-aged player’s breathing quickened when he thought of how the vampire knelt on one knee and kowtowed to the mysterious young man after cutting off Parton’s head.
He would never forget that scene in his life.
He looked at the blank gazes of the few of them. He slowly said, “Moreover, the one who slaughtered us wasn’t Qingqiu. It was the sealed god in that instance dungeon…”
“Why did that god attack us? Didn’t we help him escape?”
The new players gaped with jaw-riveting shock. They simply couldn’t fathom what happened and how the hell that happened.
“Because…The god trembled before Qingqiu!!”
The middle-aged man in his forties said that. He let out a long sigh and left.
“A god. Afraid of Qingqiu?”
The few looked at the others in the room and saw no one refuted them. They suddenly felt as if they were in a dream.
“Qingqiu was so powerful it could make a god fear.”
“What had these guys experienced?”
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Richard raised an eyebrow as he watched the Great Immortal God slaughter the players with a single slap.
‘This guy… What did he mean?’
The ancient god statue in his hand emitted a dim light. That enveloped Richard and Alves.
The Great Immortal God had just vented his anger and felt the soul fire in his empty eyes jump at the sight of Qingqiu.
To him, the aura of the great stone of the ancient ones was like a beast staring at him, and the other party could devour him at any time.
That powerful pressure made him feel like his energy slowed down.
He forcefully calmed down. And he slowly said, “Respected Human Overlord, I have no intention of offending you…The ones who wanted to control the centaur guardian’s soul were the Grace Mainland Overlords.”
“I didn’t give the order. I didn’t receive my oracle!”
“I am just a victim. One had imprisoned me for hundreds of thousands of years.”
‘A Great Immortal God with divinity and immortal power claimed to be a victim?’
Richard’s mouth twitched.
He stared at the one he was talking to and said, “His Majesty, I do not aspire to find the culprits. They are insignificant now. I need you to return the centaur’s soul fragment and the core of this sealed land to me.”
The Great Immortal God pondered and said slowly, “Sure, but I have a request…”
Richard narrowed his eyes.
“His Majesty, this is not a deal.”
The atmosphere weighed heavily afterward.
Both sides were wary of each other, but neither was willing to stop.
Richard couldn’t figure out if the god’s remnant soul had any other tricks up its sleeve, even though only 1% of its power remained.
But even if it were a god with only 1% power, it was still a god!
The power of laws the other party controlled wouldn’t decline despite his weakness.
‘He looked down on gods?’
Even a legend wouldn’t dare to have such an attitude.
The Great Immortal God feared the ancient god statue in Richard’s hands! This item of the ancient ones was even mightier than the last time. The dense ancient god’s power made him feel the most heartfelt fear.
He would die.
The atmosphere suddenly turned stiff.
A moment later, Loreinna’s eyes lit up.
“Lord… I found it.”
A silver light surged on her body, and the void suddenly distorted in the next second.
Loreinna’s figure turned illusory at the same time.
The Great Immortal God’s expression drastically changed when he saw this scene.
The gloomy aura on his body rose violently.
The surrounding space circulated in an instant.
One had pushed everything back thousands of meters in the blink of an eye.
The entire area around him instantly entered a towering hall. It surprised Richard.
One had carved the surrounding dark walls with countless terrifying undead creatures, bone dragons, zombies, headless riders, and skeleton warriors. There was nothing.
A white bone altar stood in the center of this strange hall.
An ancient and weathered aura filled the altar, and one had engraved it with dense runes. The runes circulated and then injected boundless energy into the center area–an irregular stone.
The stone was like a heart. It sorted out the energy injected into it and then infused it back. It formed a circuit.
Loreinna had already appeared beside the altar and reached out to pick up the stone.
The soul fire of the Great Immortal God jumped wildly and rushed towards Loreinna. The endless undead power on his body had already erupted.
