No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

The thought had just crossed Number Seven's mind, and before he could even retract his fingertips.

The next second, a dark golden light screen, even more dazzling than when he appraised SS-grade items, exploded right in front of him without warning.

The light was incredibly domineering, instantly filling his personal system panel and even overflowing, forcibly occupying the view of the person next to him who was making intuition.

Number Seven froze completely.

Oh no. It's happening again!

Name: Eileen Moonsong

Race: Moon Elf (Descendant of the Royal Family)

[Identity: Witness to the Ancient Covenant, Sigh of Nature, Eternal Friend of the Sanctuary Cathedral, Respected by the Dragon Clan, Honored Guest of the Ancient Temple of the Deep Sea...]

Threat Level: SSS+ (Based on a comprehensive assessment of their social network)

Health Points: ???

【property:???】

[Network of relationships (partial display):]

[Closest Friend: Sanctuary Church - Ran (SSSSS+??? Affection Level: Long-lost close friend)]

[Old Acquaintance: Siren from the Ancient Temple in the Deep Sea (SSS+ level. Affection level: Due to the doting affection of an elder)]

[Distant Relative: Golden Dragon Island - Aug (SSS- Rank. Affection Level: Respect as a Pet)]

[... (folding 99+ relationships)]

[System's overall comment: "She seems to have many elders and friends."]

[Friendly reminder: The God-killing alliance that destroyed the Moon Forest paid a price many times greater than that of the elves, and they are still being hunted by the Silver Crown Tribunal of the Holy Land.]

Please act with caution, lest you become the next name on the trial list.

...dead silence.

The courtyard was eerily silent.

Number Seven stared at the densely packed, blindingly bright panel, feeling as if his bones had been removed, and leaned limply against Iron Mouth Straight Broken.

What did he see?

Threat level SSS+? It was followed by a parenthesis saying this was only based on her social network?

My dearest friend…the crowned goddess Ran…what the hell is that string of question marks and the SSSSS-level that can't even be defined by the system?!

The friendly reminder states that the allied forces of the god-killing faction that wiped out her race paid ten times the price? And were hunted down for who knows how many years?

I've accidentally wandered into the Heavenly Palace!

This...this isn't just someone with connections, this is a living ancestor!

Number 7 cried.

He vowed that he would never use the appraisal technique again; the experience was just too thrilling.

Wen Gu and Yue Xi, who were standing next to them, as well as the millions of viewers in the live stream, read the entire panel word for word.

Yuexi crossed her arms, gazing thoughtfully at the "Ran" behind the Sanctuary Church, her chin resting on her hand.

That's interesting, really interesting.

Mu Zhixi, controlling Eileen, looked at the group of petrified players below with a bored expression, feeling quite satisfied.

It was worth the 100,000 faith points she spent.

This result is worth it.

She deliberately added a long string of S's and question marks after her first alias, "Shennvran," but without any prefix indicating her identity. Her purpose was to pave the way for her to appear as the boss later.

Her status as a close friend perfectly explains why she would be here; it makes perfect sense for her to help her friend "Ran" retrieve the stolen crown.

As for the system comments...

Mu Zhixi looked at the sentence "She knows some people that none of us can afford to offend," and the corners of her mouth curled up almost imperceptibly.

This passive ability to "transform the fake into the real" is getting more and more sophisticated.

Just as the atmosphere in the courtyard reached its peak, Wen Gu moved.

"Respected fairy lady, we have not trespassed here." He straightened his collar and bowed respectfully to the fairy in the tree.

When dealing with someone of this caliber, bowing slightly is not shameful!

Wen Gu's voice was calm and sincere, "We... come from the great Holy Church."

Upon hearing this, the usually indifferent and languid elf in the tree seemed to finally react.

"Sanctuary?"

The girl tilted her head slightly, and a barely perceptible ripple flashed in her clear, cold eyes.

The next second, her figure disappeared from the tree branch.

Before Wen Gu and the others could even react, a gentle breeze carrying the fragrance of grass and trees swept past them from behind.

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, and they turned around abruptly.

Suddenly, the elven girl appeared silently behind them, tilting her head and scrutinizing them with a curious yet critical gaze.

Cold sweat instantly slid down his forehead, which had been utterly astute.

too fast!

If she had been holding a dagger just now...

"People from the Sanctuary?"

Eileen looked around, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly, her voice filled with undisguised confusion.

"I have never seen... such a weak Saint-level person."

"..."

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

Weak, weak, weak? And you even bothered to emphasize it so many times?

The group felt ashamed. Among them were A+ level players who had survived six-star dungeons to this day. In the outside world, wouldn't each of them be a big shot? How did she come to call them "so weak"?

But when they thought about the SSS-level and above relationship network on her panel, everyone felt that... what she said made a lot of sense.

Compared to those beings, aren't they as weak as ants?

The memory stirred up a storm in my heart.

I have never seen such a weak member of the Holy Realm...

If we reason backwards, doesn't that mean that none of the members of the Holy Land she had met before were below S-rank?

Just how terrifying is the Sanctuary Church?

Seeing everyone's embarrassed expressions, the girl seemed to realize that what she had said might have been a bit hurtful.

Her aloof expression softened slightly, as if she had confirmed that they meant no harm, and her attitude became much gentler.

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."

She said softly, "You must just be ordinary worshippers on the outskirts of the Sanctuary, right? It's dangerous here. The old royal court's lackeys are everywhere. If you're just here to pray, you'd better leave as soon as possible."

Outer perimeter...ordinary...prayer?

Wen Gu's lips twitched.

A dignified A+ level, in your eyes, is he only fit to be a believer burning incense and praying to Buddha on the periphery?

"We..." Wen Gu was about to explain that they were official members and had accepted faction missions.

The girl seemed to have thought of something and continued to speak to herself: "But it's no wonder, the threshold for joining the Holy Domain is indeed very high. Ordinary people who want to truly join the Holy Domain must at least have the strength to manage themselves."

She paused, then spoke in a statement of fact.

"With your current strength, it is indeed very difficult for you to take care of yourselves."

"At its peak, the Holy Land had hundreds of thousands of reserve members in the Final Judgment Knights, with the lowest rank being S. To obtain a formal position, one had to cut off dozens of heads of equals on the battlefield of all races; otherwise, one wouldn't even qualify for the assessment."

"Not to mention the Silver Crowned Bishops who wield the power of judgment; each of them is capable of suppressing an entire clan single-handedly."

As Eileen spoke, her tone carried a hint of reminiscence, and a subtle...superiority.

"My older sister said that there is no other place like the Holy Land in the whole world. Ordinary people may never be able to touch even a wisp of its glory in their entire lives."

The audience was completely bewildered, yet utterly shocked.

Sister?

She has an older sister?

However, what they are more concerned about right now is the terrifying strength of the Holy Domain.

Is S-class just a reserve force?

What we see as a strong person, you see as just another roadside creature?

Can a bishop suppress an entire race? And what is the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races?

This was clearly beyond their comprehension.

Seeing the naive and unsophisticated look on everyone's faces, the girl seemed to realize that talking to them about this was like casting pearls before swine.

She sighed and changed the subject.

"It's already an incredible stroke of luck that you were able to join the Sanctuary. Did you encounter some high-ranking bishop, or...?"

As she spoke, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and her clear eyes lit up.

"By the way, you mentioned earlier that you saw other people in this castle?"

"Could she be... a stunningly beautiful woman with a face covered in white feathers, elegant manners, an aura of holiness surrounding her, and utterly pure and kind?"