Once the affection level is maxed out, the rivalry begins!

"Are you all here to be clowns and make a fool of yourselves?"

Even though [Libra of Osiris] was a powerful figure of the order's high priest level, and had seen countless battles, he still couldn't figure out the tactics of these three intruders.

She first looked at Xia Yunli, who was about to publicize the theft, and arrogantly raised her face.

"So you're the phantom thief who dared to send me a warning letter? And you even had the audacity to come before me in person... I'll grant you a painless death."

"Trying to steal someone right in front of me, as if I don't exist?!"

Mingming poked her head out from Bai Ze's pocket, whose eyes were still covered, and waved her little fists in a defiant manner.

At least they didn't lose in terms of momentum.

It even surprised the other party slightly.

"Lord of the Underworld, how could you have become such a laughable figure?"

The high priest burst into laughter, "I was originally planning to wait until the ritual started before devouring you, but if you come to me, that's a different story."

He cowered back into his pocket, avoiding the hungry gaze.

"What kind of ritual are you referring to?"

Bai Ze brushed aside the two hands blocking his view and asked seriously.

To be honest, it truly lives up to its reputation as a walking, uncensored work, as described by the female students.

But it is more important to understand the other party's purpose.

"I'm not the kind of comic book villain who goes into detail about his plans."

The high priest snapped his fingers.

"Jackal, my hound, appear at once and tear the intruder to pieces!"

Dust surged upwards, gathering into a pack of four-legged beasts, their roars accompanied by swirling thunder.

"The legion of the undead, like the golden boat of Ra, has returned from the underworld to fight for your masters!"

The pungent, nauseating smell of corpses filled the air, and another layer of fine sand dispersed, revealing countless ancient burial objects.

Linen strips stretched out from these urn-shaped burial objects, and decaying flesh and blood then filled the empty bandages;

One by one, the dead rose from the spot, holding rusty swords or ancient wooden staffs, their hands flashing with powerful magical light.

Like a tombstone brought to life, it silently guards the high priest.

"Mummy and jackal... are both famous artifacts of ancient Egypt."

Bai Ze raised his right hand with emotion, the fluid of the Blade of Judgment enveloping it like a gauntlet.

"I'll leave the wolf pack to you; I'll send them back underground."

"Be careful, I might have a clue what kind of ceremony she's going to hold."

Lu Xingyao also summoned the core and merged with it to form a battle form.

I really wanted to hear her guess, but there wasn't time.

In any case, no matter what kind of ceremony it is, killing the officiant will always lead to failure.

One step, two steps.

He approached the moving corpses.

"Instead of running away, you actively approached me?"

The high priest stood leisurely behind the undead lined up in formation. "But why are you moving so slowly? Are you too afraid to move?"

She didn't take those three intruders seriously at all.

It's just a pastime before the ritual is performed.

"If I don't slow down, how am I supposed to count how many people are destined to return to death?"

Bai Ze raised his gaze, looking past the horde of zombies and locking it onto the dark-skinned woman's brow.

Like raising a bow and arrow, aiming at the target about to be hit.

He suddenly kicked off the sand pile beneath his feet, leaped high into the air, paused for a moment in the air, and then slightly rotated his body!

The twisting waist propelled the right leg, which swept diagonally downwards like a steel whip.

As if by prior arrangement, a corpse wielding a strangely shaped short knife and draped in a linen-colored cloth leaped out of the sea of ​​sand.

If Bai Ze had maintained its previous pace, it should have been able to deliver the assassination strike.

But at that moment, it just happened to run into the whip kick that was being lashed out!

The light seemed to blur for a moment amidst the turbulent airflow, making a dull sound like a stick smashing melons and fruits.

The undead's head exploded with a bang, and before it could even let out a wail, its entire body turned into a cloud of dust in mid-air.

"The first one."

The dark jackal pack surged in like a flood, while a bright green sword flashed across the sky from behind, exploding among the jackals like a barrage of firepower.

Bai Ze landed on the ground and rushed forward along the path cleared by Lu Xingyao!

With the added force, he was like an arrow shot from a bow, tearing out a long wave of air!

The distance of several hundred steps was covered in an instant. With a loud bang as the air was pushed apart, Bai Ze crashed into the center of the undead army like a meteorite.

The undead blocking the way were as if they had been ravaged by a high-speed train, their bodies instantly shattered, and the dissipating dust rose like mist.

But their sacrifice also bought time for their teammates. The remaining corpses cast spells that enhanced each other, and like a well-trained army, they split into several well-coordinated squads and leaped into the smoke and dust!

These undead buried in another world were originally extraordinary beings whose lives were taken by the High Priest himself;

They either possess extraordinary powers or wield weapons with unusual properties. They have all the combat experience they had in life and have completely eliminated their fear of death. It can be said that this army of the dead alone is enough to deal with 99% of intruders!

Therefore, when they were summoned, the high priest, who styled himself Osiris, had no desire to interfere and simply watched the expanding smoke lazily.

The next instant was as if time had suddenly stood still.

A silvery-white light pierced through the mist with incredible speed, silently penetrating the chest of the foremost corpse.

Compared to the white light, the movements of the undead were too slow, thus creating the illusion of time stopping.

The white light that pierced through the first corpse did not stop. It leaped among the scattered undead like a needle, like the tip of a brush painting, leaving behind a chaotic trail of afterimages.

Using each corpse as a connecting point, the white light weaves intricate patterns, like budding flowers.

As it passed the last undead, the flower bud burst into bloom!

Standing at the end of the army of the dead, Bai Ze gripped the slightly trembling Blade of Judgment with both hands, shaking off the filthy black blood that stained the blade.

Then, time began to flow.

Behind him, the silvery sword light gradually dissipated, and the atmosphere was drawn into the vacuum corridor, triggering a violent storm!

Each corpse that the white light swept past remained frozen in place, maintaining its initial posture, before instantly collapsing into a puddle of dust, which was then swept away by the hurricane, creating a sandstorm that spread in all directions.

"That's too little."

Bai Ze sheathed his sword, clenched his fist, and looked at the lone woman in front of him.

"If you want to win by sheer numbers, you'd need to increase it at least a hundredfold, right?"

"you……"

The high priest spoke with displeasure, intending to respond to his contempt.

Then she saw a fist covered in armor grow larger and larger in her field of vision.

In an instant, a strong gust of wind blew her long hair aside.

At the critical moment of life and death, the high priest was finally forced to reveal the extraordinary strength of a veteran superhuman. She parted her lips slightly and was about to recite a powerful incantation!

But Bai Ze's fist is faster than sound!

With no chance to dodge, the silver-white right arm clenched into a fist and slammed into her face with incredible speed!

Whether it's a spell or an anomaly, it will all be interrupted. The fist smashed into the beautiful face, shattering the entire skull. The pink and white contents were blown dozens of meters away by the wind!

In just one exchange, the unscrupulous Bai Ze smashed her head!