Marshal Ubel’s body seemed to be filled with a very violent force. The accumulation of this force made him extremely cranky. As he couldn’t bear the frantic forces rampaging in his body, he lashed out by ferociously smashing a punch to the ground. A crack was blasted out instantly due to the huge force, and it spread all the way to Jabez and his men’s feet.“Marshal!” Those soldiers were stunned by Marshal Ubel’s punch. Only God knew what kind of horrifying and powerful force Marshal held after he became a monster of this degree.Marshal Ubel continued to let out a furious roar. The zombie army behind him was the same, and they began to yell loudly.Seeing that these zombies had gone crazy and were almost out of control, there was a sudden squeak that came from the Temple behind them. The heavy gate was opened again, and countless white silks were shot out from the Temple. On top of the white silk stood the priestess, who was dressed in white.She looked very young and beautiful,

Jabez and his men thought Tyr was comparable to God.He raised the Celestial Blade in his hand and let out another slash. He swept his blade horizontally, and those soldiers who stood in front of him had been reduced to a pitiful state, where all kinds of screams and wails could be heard. Shots were fired toward Tyr, but those bullets were deflected by the vitality energy shield in front of him. All of this could no longer cause any damage to Tyr.“Is… Is this man a God?” Jabez and his friends felt at a loss for words because they couldn’t adequately express how they were feeling at the time.Where did their foes find these powerful monsters? First, there was a priest that slaughtered the zombie army like ants, and now they found themselves a God-like warrior? This warrior could slaughter hundreds of his men with a single slash. How on earth could they continue to fight this f*cking war? Jabez and his soldiers were on the verge of crying. Tyr stopped moving after unleashing a

Those weirdos in bright clothing continued to dance merrily within the Temple. They used a peculiar technique to revive the zombies that resided beneath the ground.No matter how many zombies Tyr and Magus killed, those creatures rose continuously from the ground, giving them the impression that there was no end to it. “It’s useless for us to continue killing them like this. We are only treating the symptoms, not the root cause.” After some time, Tyr and Magus discovered other clues from this bizarre occurrence.Tyr spoke at once, “Master Magus, those oddballs inside the Temple are manipulating these zombies. I’ll go in there to get rid of them.”“All right.”Tyr rushed into the temple, forcefully slashing a path through the zombies.A group of oddballs danced gleefully within the Temple under the large tree. One of them was holding a bell and shaking it constantly. The eerie ringing of the bells continued to echo in Tyr’s ears.When Tyr entered from the outside, the Celestial

“Allow me!” Without slowing down, Magus charged at the adversaries with his ash wood sword in hand. As he was about to approach them, his sword conjured a fireball and struck Andraste’s body.Andraste was soon devoured by the fire with a muffled sound. However, the flames were extinguished after a brief period of blazing. Andraste didn’t burn to ashes like other zombies as only his face was charred black.“It’s capable of ignoring my Aretuza Magic!” Magus was still in shock, but the zombies had rushed up to him at that moment.Magus was a Demigod that excelled in magic. As a result, he was at a disadvantage when the trio attacked, because the Aretuza Magic no longer posed a significant threat to the undead.Tyr ran up there, raised his blade, and delivered a powerful blow that caused the undead to retreat. He was about to plunge into a ferocious battle when a dreamy voice suddenly came from the Temple.“Time to go!” That voice was ethereal and pleasant to the ears, sounding like a

“It’s him! It’s him… He’s here! Wakakakaka! He’s finally here!” Gargamel danced exhilaratingly around after all movement on the altar had ceased. It was as if he had been recognized as an exceptional student in primary school.He dashed out of the palace excitedly and stopped before the priestess. “Priestess, those four magical books are here!”“What do you mean?” The priestess was startled.“I have deduced that those warriors you met earlier possess four magic books in their bodies,” Gargamel said. “One is said to be able to become a God by gathering five magical books. The Torment Manuscript is about to be born. The rest of the magic books will follow the trend and show up here. Now, they are here.”“Follow the trend?” The priestess didn’t quite understand. “So, those people I met have come here for the manuscript?”“Bingo! They must have come from the outside world for the manuscript,” Gargamel said with a nod. “But how are they going to be able to rival our master’s might give