Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 287 Victory

"They've been lured away."

As Cerberus roared and chased after Karl, Lens turned to look at his 'comrade' beside him:

"It's our turn. This mutated Cerberus is far more powerful than the ordinary Cerberus. Those guys over there won't be able to hold them off for long."

The person next to him was about three meters tall, with a burly build like a giant, and a pair of strange horns on his head.

Dragon's Fiendish Relatives!

Behind the two were three blasphemous beasts.

"Hehe... You didn't tell them that you're just asking them to risk their lives for you, since they're not important people anyway."

The giant chuckled:

"Someone once said that even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, and that's certainly true. Even though the Holy Temple only received a little bit of the Moon Goddess's blessing, it can still mass-produce first-tier beasts. That's remarkable."

Lens glanced at the blasphemous beast behind him, a slight smirk playing on his lips:

"No problem."

"However, you are still no match for us. You are able to directly twist the flesh and consciousness of other living beings and transform them into dragon bodies."

"The power of the 'Dragon God' is beyond our comprehension," the giant said as he strode forward.

"In any case, it would be beneficial for both of us to join forces."

Lens squinted.

He did not actually agree with joining forces with the Dragon's Lair, after all, compared to other gods, the Dragon's Lair, which transformed all life forms into dragon bodies, was a true evil god.

However, within the sanctuary, he was merely a nobody, having no say and no right to express his opinions.

"call……"

A sudden gust of wind arose ahead.

A three-headed hellhound, its body wreathed in black flames and its size comparable to two houses, came into view.

"These things really are a pair."

The giant licked his lips and clenched his fists:

"Fortunately, one of them was lured away beforehand; if it was just one, it wouldn't be difficult for us to deal with."

"superior!"

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, the ground beneath his feet exploded with a deafening roar, sending him soaring high into the air as he lunged at Cerberus.

at the same time.

Lens waved his hand behind him.

"Whoosh!"

The three blasphemous beasts behind him roared and charged out, baring their sharp claws and teeth.

Lens himself drew his longsword and seized the opportunity to join the battle.

The adult Cerberus should have been a Tier 3, but its bloodline power has been suppressed for hundreds of years, and it has only just recovered to Tier 2 strength. Facing the Tier 2 dragon minions and four Tier 1 late-stage warriors, it instantly fell to the bottom.

Unbeknownst to them, a ball of flame floated silently, concealing a human figure formed from the flames, quietly watching the battle unfold.

Witchcraft—Fire Giant!

…………

the other side.

Karl desperately used his movement skills, frantically dodging and fleeing as Cerberus pursued him.

At the same time, they didn't forget to shout:

"Help me quickly!"

"Know."

The male novice priest looked displeased.

"You should lead it further away. If it senses something is wrong and runs away, we can't afford the responsibility."

"How dare you speak to me like that?" Rachel raised an eyebrow.

"Connie has already done his best. If you're so capable, go and do it yourself. Gossiping only makes people sick."

"Hmm?" The two novice priests' faces darkened, their gazes sweeping over coldly before they let out a cold snort.

"Whoosh!"

"Swish!"

Driven by the novice priest, the five blasphemous beasts charged out one after another towards Cerberus.

The blasphemous beasts are far less powerful than Cerberus, but they are fearless of death and pain, and can exchange injuries for injuries, a condition that other creatures do not possess.

"Bang!"

The scene was filled with intermingling figures.

A blasphemous beast was unable to dodge in time and was bitten by the three heads of Cerberus, torn into four pieces.

Take this opportunity.

Karl swung his sword, slicing a deep gash in the back of the three-headed dog.

The remaining blasphemous beasts pounced on Cerberus, tearing at its flesh and quickly leaving it covered in wounds and blood. The progress was remarkably smooth.

"roar!"

With a roar, a burst of flame, a chilling aura, and a hurricane spewed from the Cerberus's mouth.

Magic attack!

The raging flames easily melted the refined iron and rocks, the cold air instantly froze the giant trees, and the hurricane uprooted the trees, plunging the scene into chaos.

"How could this happen?"

Rachel, Hume, and the others who had just joined the battle were swept away before they could even make a move.

"Oops!"

The male novice priest's expression also changed drastically:

"Cerberus can only breathe hellfire; only mutated species have other abilities."

They weren't afraid of the hellfire spewing from them; they had made preparations before coming, but now those preparations were clearly useless.

The breath of a second-tier creature is enough to be fatal to them, even if it just brushes against them, who are only great knights.

"roar!"

Another roar erupted from the arena.

One of the blasphemous beasts was frozen and then crushed, its corpse scattered into pieces. The remaining three blasphemous beasts were also struggling to control themselves.

"what!"

Just then, Karl roared to the sky, his gray-white aura surging out, and he transformed into a sword aura, slashing fiercely in the air.

Ten Thousand Buddha Hands - Thirty-Six Consecutive Strikes!

He used his swordsmanship to unleash palm strikes, continuously accumulating energy, and collided head-on with the three heads of Cerberus.

"Bang!"

Two figures, one large and one small, flew backward, and a huge head was severed by the sword and fell to the ground.

"So strong!"

The female trainee knight's beautiful eyes sparkled:

"He only just advanced to Legendary level, how can he be so strong?"

This attack severely injured the second-tier Cerberus.

Even with the fact that the target was injured beforehand and Karl's swordsmanship was outstanding, it was still unexpected.

"It is said that legendary figures who advance through taking blasphemous potions will experience a rapid increase in strength if their physique matches the potion's properties, potentially even reaching the late stage of the first tier or even the second tier in a short period." The male novice priest pondered.

"It seems Connie is that kind of person, but anyway, this is a good thing for us."

Just now, it seemed the situation was turning against us.

While Karl's attack left him unable to fight, it created an opportunity for others.

"superior!"

soon.

With the five blasphemous beasts killed by Cerberus and the others badly wounded, they finally defeated their opponent.

"Bang!"

The corpse of Cerberus fell heavily to the ground.

"Connie."

Of the four present, Rachel, skilled in archery and positioned at the rear, was the least injured. She quickly helped the swaying Karl, her voice filled with concern:

Are you alright?

"fine."

Carl waved his hand:

"Go quickly and pull out the fangs of Cerberus; you can exchange them for merit points in the Sanctuary."

"Okay." Rachel nodded, drew the dagger from her waist, and went over to pull the prisoner's teeth off the corpse.

There are six in total, which means you can exchange them for six doses of blasphemous potion.

It seems like a lot.

In reality, Cerberus is a second-tier creature, and exchanging it for six portions is already a loss for it.

"Walk!"

Carl propped himself up:

"Let's go take a look at the golden fruit tree."

"Are we going there again?" Rachel frowned.

"We just heard some noise over there, so it's probably more than just one Cerberus. Besides, Father Golden Fruit belongs to Priest Lunds, so even if we go, we won't get anything."

"Yes!" Hume, whose face was deathly pale, nodded in agreement.

"Legendary Connie, if you would be willing to share one of our Prisoner's Teeth with us, we would be content. There is no need for us to continue risking our lives to seek that Golden Fruit."

"Prisoner's Tooth?" Karl chuckled and shook his head.

"The potion given by the sanctuary is problematic; it will gradually mutate people until they turn into monsters like the one just now."

He pointed to the corpse of the blasphemous beast on the ground and said:

"If you don't want to end up like this, you should go and see if there are any golden fruits over there."

"What?" Rachel and Hume's expressions changed drastically:

"Is there a problem with the medication?"

(End of this chapter)