It felt so good to be close to the witch!

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret it now.

Who could have imagined that the then-naive border duke would grow into a behemoth that even the temple dared not touch in such a short time?

He shook his head and walked to the monastery complex on the hillside.

This is where the temple staff of the Holy Mountain practice and make their daily pilgrimages. Only His Holiness the Pope is qualified to reside in the sanctuary at the summit year-round.

Just as Flores was preparing to deal with the day's affairs, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned to look at the sky.

A pale golden light flowed through the air, a sign that the sacred mountain's protective array—the Liuming Hall Light Array—was being activated.

As the core of the temple, the Holy Mountain will be blocked by the Liuming Hall light array from any uninvited visitors.

The activation of the Liuming Hall light array is divided into several levels, after all, it is not worth wasting a lot of magic crystals to activate it for ordinary enemies.

But right now, this is clearly the highest level of protection!

There are two ways to activate the highest level of protection of the Liuming Hall light array: one is to activate it manually, and the other is to activate it automatically when it senses that it is about to be attacked by an extremely terrifying energy level that reaches the level of a demigod.

As for the manual opening method, only a very few people in the entire temple, including His Holiness the Pope, have the authority to do so.

These people wouldn't waste so many resources for no reason to activate the highest-level protective Liuming Hall light array. In other words, is the activation of the array an automatic reaction?

"what happened?"

Flores' pupils contracted, and with a single step, he soared into the sky without hesitation.

His gaze was fixed on the distance, and in his pupils, a stream of light as black as ink was reflected.

Where it passed, it left a thin, unhealable spatial rift. Its sharpness, concentrated at an extreme point, caused Flores to instinctively close his eyes upon just seeing it.

The next instant, a crisp cracking sound rang in his ears.

Flores opened his eyes and stared blankly at the Liuming Hall light array, which was covered with countless cracks. The culprit behind all this was a pitch-black arrow that had pierced halfway into the array's protective shield.

"An A+ level forbidden item... a demon-slaying bow and arrow... how is this possible..."

A voice, almost delirious with shock, came from Flores's mouth.

As one of the few A+ grade forbidden items that can pose a significant threat to the sacred mountain's protective array, the Demon-Slaying Bow and Arrow were forcibly destroyed and separated by the temple using dark methods long ago. One part was kept by the temple itself, while the other part was lost in the Black Mist Forbidden Zone overseas, which no one could enter.

However, forbidden items at only the A-level level cannot pose a threat to the Liumingtang Light Array.

Flores didn't know how the enemy had managed to gather and activate this terrifyingly powerful A+ grade forbidden artifact, but he knew very well that the sacred temple mountain, which no one had dared to offend for hundreds of years, had its protective array shattered in a single blow today.

Enemy, attack!

Golden specks of light scattered across the sky, the afterglow of the Liuming Hall's light array. Flores stared intently in the direction from which the "Demon-Slaying Arrow" had come, and what came into view were two figures walking towards him from high above.

One of them had snow-white hair, and her pale green dress swayed gently in the breeze. Her stunning beauty was both dignified and alluring.

Flores knew that face very well—familiarly so. As the third seat of Divine Punishment, he was naturally no stranger to the leader of the rival organization, the Witch Society.

The great witch Nature Finage, who brought countless casualties to the temple decades ago and was finally forced back by the Pope.

The person standing next to the Great Witch of Nature, Fenezia, was also a familiar face to Flores.

His long black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and his luxurious robe made him look more like a refined nobleman than a knight. What was most striking was the gray spiral mask he wore.

Flores' expression was grave—according to the intelligence he had received, this was the very person who had caused the deaths of the fourth, fifth, and sixth Divine Punishment Seats who had entered the Rafa Province a few days ago!

One, a terrifyingly powerful individual who is suspected of possessing demigod-like strength and belongs to the Duke's faction!

A dozen or so streaks of light rose from the monastery complex halfway up the mountain, each radiating a legendary aura.

The most powerful among them are Macol, the seventh seat of the Divine Punishment, who is behind Flores, and Akira, the eighth seat of the Divine Punishment.

"Lord Flores!" Macol, one of the Seventh Seats of Divine Punishment, exclaimed, his voice tinged with shock and panic: "What should we do? Where is His Holiness the Pope?"

As he ascended into the air, he naturally saw the great witch of nature, Finage, striding towards him from afar. He had absolutely no intention of attacking this terrifying witch.

Decades ago, when he was the Archbishop of the Cathedral Temple, he was visited by the Great Witch of Nature, Finage. If he hadn't run away quickly when he sensed something was wrong, he would have been a corpse by now.

Even now, though he has cultivated his strength to the peak of the legendary realm, he still lacks the courage to make a move.

The more he cultivated himself, the more he understood the insurmountable gap between legends.

Even at the peak of his legendary status, he was no match for the demigod witch; a mere tap would have killed him instantly.

When questioned by the seven members of the Divine Punishment, Flores cursed inwardly.

"How would I know what to do? Who knows where His Holiness the Pope is?"

But outwardly, he certainly wouldn't say that.

"Form up and meet the enemy!"

At Flores' command, all the legendary knights of the temple present turned solemn and patted their hearts.

The next second, a brilliant golden light connected them, forming a whole.

Flores, as the central figure of the formation, received the aura of over a dozen legendary knights, causing his momentum to surge dramatically.

With a dozen or so legendary knights forming a battle formation and working together, they should be able to hold off the demigod witch for a short while, right?

Flores thought to himself.

At this moment, he had no other choice.

The destruction of the Liuming Hall's light array caused such a huge commotion that His Holiness the Pope must have sensed it.

Flores didn't know whether the Pope was in seclusion in the sanctuary or out on business, but what he needed to do was to stop the two approaching enemies before the Pope arrived.

Thinking of this, Flores looked firmly at the two people in the distance, only to find that the gray-masked figure next to the Great Witch of Nature was no longer there.

what? !

Before he could even be shocked, Flores felt a strong gust of wind coming from his side and hurriedly raised his sword to parry. With a loud clang and the mournful sound of the knight's sword, Flores' body slid sideways for nearly ten meters in mid-air.

Among the dozen or so legendary knights who transferred their power to Flores, the five weakest legendary one-star knights turned pale and their auras immediately weakened.

In mid-air, Roy slowly withdrew his fist, looking coldly at Flores, the third seat of Divine Punishment, who was on high alert not far away.

At this moment, he had activated all his abilities except for the "Destruction" state and his talent, elevating his physique to an extremely high level.

When he fought against the four seats of the Divine Punishment some time ago, he still needed to enter the "Destruction" state to kill them. But now, with his strength greatly improved, it seems that even without entering the "Destruction" state, he can suppress the three seats of the Divine Punishment who are supported by the formation.

"Let me play with you guys for a bit first..."

A deep, hoarse voice rang out, and Roy's figure disappeared from the spot once again.

Flores, with a solemn expression, raised his sword to meet the attack.

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Just as the protective array of the sacred mountain was broken and a fierce battle broke out halfway up the mountain, in the central district of the royal capital, Saint Fuye, a figure walked out from the slowly opening doors of the Cathedral of the Privy Council.

That's an old man.

He wore a platinum robe, a magnificent crown symbolizing supreme divine authority, and held a gold and jeweled scepter.

The Pope gazed in the direction of the Holy Mountain, his aged face bearing a cold and deep look in his eyes.

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The sacred mountain, halfway up the mountain.

A terrifying roar exploded in the air.

The crimson gold and blackish purple battle auras collided continuously.

With the support of a formation of more than a dozen legendary knights, Flores, the third seat of Divine Punishment, received a significant boost in strength. Although this quantitative accumulation was not enough for him to break through the barrier of demigod, it did reach the highest level of the legendary limit. Moreover, the speed at which his battle qi was condensed and recovered exceeded the expected range for this level.

Even so, after several rounds of fighting, he still couldn't gain any advantage.

This puzzled Flores.

What puzzled him was that although the figure in the gray spiral mask was very strong, it didn't seem to have reached the level of power comparable to a demigod as rumored. If the opponent really had the power of a demigod, he estimated that he wouldn't be able to withstand more than three blows.

What's even stranger is that although the opponent's attack power was slightly stronger than his, it didn't seem to have any fluctuations in domain characteristics or incomplete rules? It seemed to be relying more on pure physical strength?

This question only flashed through Flores' mind for a moment, because the gray-masked figure not far away had already raised the longsword in his hand, which was covered in flames. The brilliant starlight flowed on the flames, and the deadly sharpness made Flores' hair stand on end—if I get cut, I can't stop it!

I absolutely cannot get cut by that sword!

The idea that came to mind caused Flores to change his fighting style. He stopped fighting in close combat and instead used the characteristics of his domain to create energy waves based on a trace of the great power of heaven and earth, so as to suppress enemies from a distance.

His move did indeed have a good effect.

The gray-masked figure wielded a longsword wreathed in starlight and flames that could easily slice through energy attacks, but the kinetic energy it carried made it difficult for the gray-masked figure to reach Flores' side.

For a moment, the battle fell into a brief stalemate.

Roy's gaze was as steady as ice.

The three seats of the Divine Punishment are very strong and have a wealth of experience. The moment "Meteor Charge" was activated, the opponent made a prediction and switched to using a wide-range energy attack to suppress him.

This is indeed one of his current weaknesses.

He primarily relies on his physical strength, supplemented by his fighting spirit, to unleash the ultimate combat power of a legendary figure under normal circumstances. However, his realm is essentially still at the second level of legendary status. He has not comprehended the unique characteristics of his own domain and is unable to mobilize the power of nature.

Right now, he is using his flesh and blood to resist a trace of the great power of heaven and earth from the three seats of divine punishment.

Facing energy attacks coming from all directions, getting close to the three seats of divine punishment is extremely difficult.

Roy's gaze was deep and unfathomable.

The reason he and Finage didn't launch a joint attack to invade the area now that the protective formation had collapsed was to test whether the Pope of the Temple was guarding it.

His current "playing around" with the three seats of divine punishment is nothing more than a delaying tactic.

If the Pope of the Temple were here, as soon as he appeared, Fenegi, who was in charge, would immediately take action, and Latie, who had detected the situation here, would also arrive immediately to teleport the two of them back to the capital, and the group would then storm the Cathedral of the Privy.

More than ten seconds have passed since the Holy Mountain's protective array collapsed, and the Temple Pope has still not appeared. Does this mean that the Temple Pope is not here? Or is the Temple Pope currently hiding in the shadows, waiting to see what happens before deciding whether to show himself?

With this thought in mind, Roy suddenly had an idea.

He paused, then charged toward the dozen or so legendary knights who formed a formation not far away.

Flores, realizing Roy's intentions, did not stop him; instead, a cold smile flashed in his eyes.

Trying to disrupt the formation's power by killing the weaker members who make up the formation? Do you really think the temple's formation has such obvious flaws?