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Eric had informed the authorities beforehand when he tracked them down, but the response he received was rather perfunctory.

At this critical juncture when various organizations were exploring the secret realm, most of the familiar powerful figures were focused on that place and had no time to spare. In addition, they did not expect the Black Night Clan to be so urgent. As soon as Ji Ye arrived, he immediately launched the ritual, and for a moment he actually felt somewhat isolated and helpless.

The Eternal Night Ascension Ritual is one of the high-level mystical rituals of the vampires, drawing upon the occult concept of darkness associated with the long polar night.

Logically, the best time to hold it should be at the middle of the polar night, more than ten days from now!

Eric slightly closed his eyes, lightly trembled his longsword and made a feinting slash, slaying all his distracting thoughts at once. When he opened his eyes again, they were bright and resolute, burning like flames.

Regardless of the dangers, these filthy monsters who want to harm innocent people will have to ask this blade in my hand first!

Just as Eric made up his mind to go in alone, an item at his waist suddenly trembled, transmitting a secret message to his ears.

He picked up the jade pendant with its simple landscape design, his expression shifting between surprise and delight. After exchanging a few words with his old friend, he took out a handful of powder and sprinkled it into the air, instantly disappearing without a trace.

Beneath the boundless dark clouds of the night sky, only a faint, ominous red glow still lingered on the northern horizon.

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On an island near the Arctic Circle, a bloody drama is about to unfold.

On the islands within the secret realm, the atmosphere was so relaxed and pleasant that sitting down to play mahjong or having a barbecue wouldn't feel out of place.

"Hiss, hiss..."

Bai Ziyuan was trembling all over, gasping for breath, her eyelids rolled back, looking like she was high on drugs.

"Watch your image, don't act crazy, there are girls around..." Zhu Mingyao glanced at him sideways and said disdainfully.

"Get out! I'm going to soak up all the good fortune in this place!"

Bai Ziyuan, grinning foolishly, held the Bone Gathering Banner. Wisps of cold smoke and black energy rose from the massive bones piled up like mountains seven or eight meters away, continuously extracting the essence of the pale, fluorescent bones, which gathered here in scattered points. Under the transformation of the magical artifact, the essence was fed back to his own true qi.

After this cycle, not only did the White Bone Banner become increasingly white and jade-like, but his aura also rose accordingly, clearly benefiting him greatly and saving him at least several years of hard work.

Knowing that he was seizing the rare opportunity to cultivate to the point of obsession, Zhu Mingyao pursed his lips and ran to the side to hold a meeting with his companions to discuss whether they should continue to delve deeper.

"I don't really care, my spatial equipment is almost full anyway," Sam said with a smile. He was quite content with the large amount of extraordinary materials and gold and silver jewelry he had amassed on this trip.

Madison clutched her small bag, picked out a large, vibrant fire agate, and admired the mesmerizing shimmer of the crystals encased within it. Her tone was a mix of pleasure and veiled distress:

"Our team is so large now, our fighting strength is abundant. It would be a bit of a waste to stop exploring, the things ahead must be even more valuable..."

"But the danger is definitely greater. I've tested it, and the power of the spells I release now has been reduced to fifty percent of their original power. In addition, the rules of the secret realm restrict flight and high-speed movement. If we encounter a more powerful enemy, we will be at a great disadvantage."

Compared to her friends, Zoe was calmer and rationally pointed out the potential risks.

Zhu Mingyao also advised, "This harvest is very rich. Everyone's bags are full. Many ordinary superhumans would not be able to accumulate such wealth even after decades of hard work."

Besides, this isn't a one-off deal. After we analyze the spatial barrier of Skull Island, we'll organize further expeditions. Then you can come in with your mentors and head straight to the core palace area; there will definitely be even more good stuff there.”

He looked down at her with a mischievous grin, patting the fake loli's pointed witch's hat. "Little one, if you still think the loot isn't enough, how about I accompany you to scavenge around the area again?"

"Don't you dare pat my head, you'll stunt my growth, you bastard!"

The blond dwarf immediately bristled, grabbed a cluster of flames, and chased after him, slapping them at his face, completely forgetting the previous topic.

After joking around to end their disagreement, Zhu Mingyao chuckled and circled around a few times before quietly slowing down, preparing to pretend to have made a mistake and let the girl vent her anger. But suddenly, a clear whistle rang out from the side!

The churning, chilling white mist condensed into a ball, changing shape, and accompanied by Bai Ziyuan's long howl, floated straight up to a height of a hundred meters, finally transforming into a huge skull with phosphorescent eyes and a menacing aura, looking down on all directions.

"Your aesthetic taste... must be quite similar to that of a certain noseless Mr. Tom Riggle..."

While making a habitual complaint, Zhu Mingyao was secretly envious. His friend's cultivation lineage was unusual, bearing the remnants of ancient demonic arts. With the right resources, one could progress by leaps and bounds. After absorbing the spiritual energy left by the massive amount of bones of the giant ape clan, his cultivation level had increased dramatically, and he was almost at the late stage of the Innate Realm.

Fortunately, mine isn't slow either... He secretly opened the system panel and glanced at it. He had earned a reward when he rescued the Wen brothers a while ago, and had been killing a lot of people since entering the secret realm. He had already accumulated about 70% of the resources needed to advance the [Shangqing Huangting Neijing Jing] to the next level.

Just as he was pondering where to try again.

Suddenly, a milky white light rose slowly in the far distance, like a signal flare, followed by a muffled sound of trees falling.

It seems like something enormous is rapidly approaching!

Chapter 212 Asking for help

Rewind a few minutes...

The silver-gray sword light danced swiftly, swirling the branches and leaves, carving a path through the dense, net-like vines and bushes.

"Hah..." Gavin Browning gasped for breath as he ran, enduring the excruciating pain in his shoulder. He pulled out a small parchment scroll with his left hand, barely managed to bring it to his mouth, tore it open with his teeth, and then tossed it away.

Three figures identical to him appeared, all with weakened auras, their left shoulders torn and bleeding, their faces filled with panic and lifelike expressions. They could even cleave through the grass and trees blocking their path with their right-hand swords. In an instant, each of them chose a direction to escape.

The ferocious aura that had been relentlessly pursuing them shifted slightly, and an enormous, winding black shadow, accompanied by a sharp sonic boom, swept across the jungle, instantly obliterating a fleeing clone!

Having activated True Illusion and gained a brief respite, the young priest-knight dared not linger. He hastily cast Holy Heal on himself before dashing off toward the direction from which the skull-shaped smoke had risen from the sky.

The Holy Church Gospel Church is the leading faction within the Federal Protestant Church, and its intelligence network is always excellent. Before entering the secret realm, the elders had privately introduced the members of the other organizations. This strange scene looked exactly like something out of the magic of those Eastern necromancers.

Times change. Under normal circumstances, he would probably still be proud of his status as a clergyman and politely keep his distance. But when he was being hunted down by a terrifying enemy, he didn't care about such things.

What kind of heretical evil wizard?

That's my long-lost half-brother, okay!

Sensing that his clones had been destroyed and hearing the sound of trees breaking behind him getting closer, Gavin's heart skipped a beat. He tapped his heels together, activating the silver-blue feather-shaped runes embedded in his leather boots. A gentle breeze swirled around his feet, increasing his speed by another 30%.

In his hasty escape, he failed to notice that a faint, serpentine black mist was gradually taking shape at the wound on his shoulder and quietly seeping into his body.

I walked straight through several lush agave bushes, letting the thick, sword-like leaves break off against the force field shield, splashing out viscous sap with a bitter scent. Then I leaped over a decaying tree lying on the ground. The dense green vegetation that filled my eyes gradually thinned out, and large, shimmering cliffs became faintly visible.

"Almost there! This should be the area!" Gavin's spirits lifted slightly. He quickly weighed the options in his mind, silently chanted the holy words, and a milky white light appeared out of thin air, shooting up a hundred meters high before exploding with a "bang" like a festive firework.

Immediately afterwards, his body suddenly became hazy and transparent, and he leaped to the side as if his backside was on fire.

As expected, a dark shadow as thick as a tree trunk descended from the sky in an instant, striking the spot where he had stood just seconds before. It tore up a large patch of soil, plowing a deep trench in the soft ground. Half-decomposed branches and leaves, scattered by fungi, flew everywhere, emitting a strange, putrid stench.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the priest-knight held his longsword upside down, knelt on one knee, and shouted. A dozen white, luminous cross-shaped swords, seemingly tangible, appeared and were arranged in formation, stuck in the ground around the thick, long black shadow. A sealing force rippled out, temporarily immobilizing the opponent's movements.

Then he raised his longsword high, his whole body radiating holy light, and a halo composed of four or five different colored runes bloomed under his feet. His aura rose and fell, as if he was going to fight to the death with the pursuing enemy!

This desperate and desperate posture made the pursuer pause cautiously. As a top hunter, it had enough wisdom to assess strength and weakness and would not be complacent just because the enemy was small.

However, the natural overlord who roamed the secret jungle ultimately underestimated the cunning upright ape that ruled the concrete jungle.

A blinding white light flashed, but the figure didn't pounce. Instead, it transformed into a tiny dot hundreds of meters away, accompanied by a series of high-pitched, two-legged beastly pronouncements carried on the wind:

"Which organization are you from up ahead? I'm Gavin from the Evangelical Church."

—Help!

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"Help!"

A humanoid figure enveloped in holy light, leaving a trail of afterimages, shot out of the jungle like a cannonball, smashing countless flowers and grasses along the way. With broken branches stuck in its head and green vines wrapped around its waist, it fell face-first onto the thick, damp meadow.

When Zhu Mingyao and his group rushed over to investigate, this was the awkward scene they witnessed.

He swaggered to his feet, spitting out the grass from his mouth. Ignoring his muddy and disheveled appearance, the young priest-knight stumbled over, shouting:

"Watch out... there's a monster..."

Your next sentence, is it perhaps about the troll being in the basement? Seeing this scene that felt so familiar, Zhu Mingyao's lips twitched, and he stole a glance at Bai Ziyuan beside him.

First it was a pirated copy of the Dark Mark of the Death Eaters, and now it's a cosplay of Professor Quirrell. Are you two acting out Harry Potter?

After several playful remarks swirled in his mind, Zhu Mingyao mustered up some willpower and maintained his composure, refraining from immediately turning into a吐槽 (tu cao, meaning to roast or criticize) performer.

This was not because his self-cultivation skills had improved, but because the fierce aura coming from the other side was so strong that even their severely suppressed spiritual senses could be clearly perceived.

He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly his expression changed.

"Get out of the way!" "Pull me over!" "Get out of the way!"

The group present were all young elites, and they all issued warnings and took action almost simultaneously!

The psionic spider silk pulled and tugged at the waist, while several gusts of cold wind wrapped around the head and feet, dragging the priest knight away from his original spot. The semi-transparent force field hand and the alchemical armor-piercing bullet passed over the person in distress and met the ferocious shadow that was howling from behind!

The sharp alloy bullet was the first to strike. Propelled by the high-explosive gunpowder, it paused slightly before piercing the slippery, eerie light in the shadows and penetrating deep inside, then exploded in a burst of fire!

Unfortunately, this fusion of modern military industry and ancient alchemy, while capable of easily defeating a strong African rhinoceros, proved insufficient against its current adversary.

The shadow, resembling a floating serpent, trembled slightly before slamming into the force field's massive hand without pause, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind.

The giant magical hand, powerful enough to crush metal and stone, was shattered with a bang, turning into specks of spiritual light that scattered in an instant. Madison, who had cast the spell, let out a muffled groan, her petite body swaying slightly, clearly at a disadvantage in the contest.

The proud and strong-willed young lady was not about to suffer a loss for nothing. Angrily, she struck out with both palms. After the magical hand dissipated, the remaining starlight turned crimson and instantly transformed into dozens of explosive missiles, which bombarded the enemy.

The raging fire elemental tore apart the eerie light on the surface of the shadow, revealing a long, purplish-black tongue covered in hideous barbs!

The group gasped in unison. If a tongue was this big, how big must the enemy's body be?

Their questions didn't last long; they were soon answered:

At the other end of the purplish-black tongue, a large patch of chaotic, dim mist parted, and two four-toed claws as big as houses fell down. Then, a long, pointed head with sunken facial features, shaped like a skull, emerged!

Chapter 213 Skull Giant Lizard

"What the hell is this?!"

Bai Ziyuan stared in disbelief, muttering to himself. Because of his family's business, he had a very good relationship with several lineages in Hualian that raised demons and practiced Gu magic. They often visited each other and he was quite knowledgeable about such things. But even so, he had never seen one this big before!

Rough, keratinous scales are unevenly distributed, tightly stretched on the slender, pointed head typical of reptiles. The lower body has completely disappeared and degenerated into a long, snake-like tail. Only two thick forepaws move forward alternately, supporting the gray-black body that stretches for hundreds of meters.

Keep in mind that even the largest living animal in nature, the blue whale, is only about 30 meters long!

Compared to the terrifying creature before us, the mutated giant crocodile that a certain senior member of the chamber of commerce had carefully nurtured back then was nothing more than a little mudfish!

Such a physique beast, even the great demons of the Middle Ages were no more than this!

"You can call him the Skull Giant Lizard, but only the fleeing Aztec gods know his real name."

Zhu Mingyao, his face solemn, made a hand seal, summoning the Yaksha demon general who had fallen behind and was carrying a heavy battle axe, to hurry up and report the only intelligence he had on hand without looking at him:

"As for your strength? That pile of rotten ribs you just got high on were just leftover scraps from their meals!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the group, who were already on high alert, became even more vigilant, and a large number of colorful shields and barriers instantly appeared.

Staring at the group of small but formidable "insects," the Skull Giant Lizard hissed as its long tongue flicked in and out of its mouth. The muscles in its thin, stiff face twitched, and a hint of human-like fear appeared on its face.