Thinking about it carefully, since Fang Heng appeared, more events have happened during this period than they have experienced in the game in several years combined!
Fang Heng's movements were so fast that they had no time to worry about some doubts that now seemed very obvious.
Aide looked solemn and said, "Li Xue, and other group leaders, I can assure you that I did not know about this matter in advance."
The senior players of the players' guild couldn't help but whisper again.
A female player said: "Lord Ed, we are all sitting on the same boat now. This time we are not here to ask questions. The problem is not here. The Northern Federation is very concerned about what happens in the game. We now know how to solve the problem."
Heng has nothing to do with the Northern Federation, so our attitude towards the Federation needs to change next."
Among the many projections, another middle-aged man also sneered, "I'm still surprised that these guys from the Northern Federation have always been indifferent to our barbarian game world. When did they have such a big plan? It turns out it's really
It has nothing to do with them.”
Ed also smiled bitterly and nodded: "Thank you for your trust. My intelligence was wrong. I mistakenly thought it was related to the Central Federation's special plan. I didn't expect it to be an own mistake. I'm really shameless."
Seeing that the words had been spoken, Li Xue nodded and said: "Everyone, the matter has come to this, it is impossible to stop. According to the intelligence clues we have obtained, Fang Heng's concealment of identity is most likely a special requirement of the trial. In short, regardless of Fang Heng's current situation,
As long as he doesn't say whether he is a gamer or not, we will pretend we don't know."
Everyone looked at each other.
Yes, they have invested too much in the mission of the Saint.
Stop now? Isn’t this nonsense!
"Well, everything is going on as usual. I'm familiar with the Federation side. I'll deal with it. It's easy to argue with them and delay it for a few days. In addition, only us guild leaders know about Fang Heng's identity. It's not open to the public.
We must also work together to hide Fang Heng’s true identity.”
"Okay, this is the best thing to do."
Many game guild leaders discussed some details, and a player hurriedly knocked on the door and entered the conference hall.
"Captain Ed, something happened in the mining area in the game. Please go online to investigate immediately."
"The situation in the game has changed, I'll go first."
Ed's expression changed slightly, he nodded to the virtual projections on the screen, and quickly left the conference room.
…
Inside the mine.
Kalkila followed Fang Heng's breath and chased forward.
Walking through the depths of the mine tunnel, Kalkila frowned.
"Buzz..."
Several holy light balls floated up, flew to high places and accelerated in circles.
The concentration of Plague Breath is too high!
Even the radiant spell was affected by the strong breath of plague surrounding it, and its effect was very limited.
The visual distance is greatly compressed.
"Holy Word·Blessing!"
Sudden!
A dark golden shield of holy light shrouded and rose around Kalkila, blocking out the breath of plague coming from around him.
"Chi chi chi..."
The Holy Light Shield still made a hissing sound.
Kalkila gritted her teeth and spit out two words, "Fang Heng!"
The concentration of plague breath in the mine was so high that even the Holy Light Shield was affected by the corrosive effect of the breath, and the golden breath continued to dissolve.
"Think this will stop me?"
An unstoppable murderous intention arose in Kalkila's heart.
The threat Fang Heng brought to the Holy Court was too great!
He must die today!
Ahead, through the breath of black plague, he could vaguely see the entrance to the cave where the seal was located. Kalkila was wary, slowed down and moved forward slowly.
The ball of holy light gradually dispelled the darkness.
In the center of the cave room, the reinforcing rune paper that originally sealed the magic circle has completely disappeared, and a black abyss hole leading below has even been exposed in the center of the magic circle!
Large swaths of black gas continued to leak out along the breach.
Kalkila looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Fang Heng beside the entrance of the abyss.
"Fang Heng."
"Oh, Bishop Chalkyra, nice to meet you."
Fang Heng held the scepter and looked at Kalkila with a smile on his face, a hint of ridicule appearing on the corner of his mouth.
"What you have done has blasphemed the sacred light. The crime you committed is unforgivable! Hand over the sacred scepter immediately and accept the trial."
"Holy scepter?"
Fang Heng shrugged disdainfully, raised the scepter in his hand, and raised it forward, "You mean this?"
Kalkila raised his eyebrows and moved his shoulders slightly.
"Stop! Don't move!" Fang Heng shouted sternly: "If you make one more move, I will throw the scepter into the seal. Do you believe it?"
Kalkila stared at Fang Heng.
"How dare you!"
Fang Heng placed the scepter in front of the breach in the abyss, as if you just have a try.
Kalkila looked hesitant.
He was really worried that Fang Heng would throw away the scepter and enter the abyss hole in a desperate move.
Fang Heng kept watching Kalkila's every move. On the surface, he was confident of winning, but in fact, he was already cursing in his heart.
The turtle shell of the Holy Court is actually so turtle?
Can even the breath of plague be partially isolated?
With such a high concentration of plague breath, other people would have been infected and corroded long ago!
However, the holy light shield blocked most of the breath.
Fang Heng noticed that the aura of holy light surrounding Kalkila was constantly being corroded by the breath of plague.
It seems I can only use a backup plan.
The success rate is less than 30%.
Give it a try!
It's hard to find an opportunity to kill Kalkila. Now that we've reached this point, we must be greedy for this!
Fang Heng took a deep breath, with a malicious provocation on his face.
"Hahahaha! Look what you said, what am I afraid of? By the way, it seems that your scepter is about to be corroded?"
As he spoke, Fang Heng waved the Holy Light Scepter in his hand.
Under the corrosion of the Breath of Plague, the Holy Light Scepter kept making hissing sounds, and Fang Heng could see that the Holy Light Scepter's durability was slowly decreasing.
"Stop! Aren't you afraid of being punished by God if you blaspheme the sacred?"
"Hey, I'm already half in the world of death. God's punishment can't do anything to me. Want a scepter? Come and get it! Let's see how powerful your holy court is! How about a bet? None of us use magic.
, if you can touch the scepter, you win, I will return the scepter to you..."
"You're looking for death!"
Kalkila stared at Fang Heng and rushed towards Fang Heng quickly!
His patience had almost been worn away, and he felt that Fang Heng was probably stalling for time, trying to use up the breath of plague around him to consume his strength.
Compared with the sacred scepter, Fang Heng is even more terrifying.
Even if the sacred scepter is lost, Fang Heng must die today!
Sudden!
Kalkila leaned forward and moved faster than Fang Heng expected.
Fang Heng was also shocked.
He is obviously a mage, but he is so fast?
"Click..."
The next moment, Kalkila, who was accelerating forward, raised his eyebrows.