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Chapter 314: Meeting the High Priest Again

“Head to the resurrection tower!”

Xiao Lin and Lilith immediately made the same decision. No matter what happened, it would not be something they could handle if even the investigation team completely disappeared without a trace. Xiao Lin knew for a fact that the three that had accompanied him were at least Silver-ranked!

The sky was rapidly darkening, and Xiao Lin felt that something was odd about the dark clouds. They looked like condensed gases, and were even expanding at a constant fast pace. Xiao Lin remembered that the clouds were only above the courtyard before he went inside, and it did not even take a few minutes for it to expand so much.

“Those aren’t clouds; they’re death energy!”

Xiao Lin suddenly realized it. The dense, mist-like clouds were actually the physical representation of death energy. Back when he was reading books related to necromancy in the library, Xiao Lin had found out that if death energy condensed to the degree that it could oppress the balance of other natural energies, it would start being visible to the naked eye. However, that sort of phenomenon only happened in ancient cemeteries or intense battlefields.

The blood red skies in The Final Lands was actually a form of death energy as well, but it made absolutely no sense for so much death energy to be here!

“Asabanor!” Lilith suddenly said in a low voice.

Xiao Lin smiled bitterly, still deep in thought. “I know there’s no way this has anything to do with that old fart; it’s just that...”

“It’s Asabanor!” Lilith exclaimed impatiently.

Xiao Lin suddenly snapped back to reality, looking where Lilith was pointing. About a hundred meters away from them, a shirtless man was standing imposingly in front of them. On his face was a strained smile that looked uglier than crying. It was not the first time Xiao Lin had seen that strange smile, so he immediately understood that that person had definitely been possessed, and it was by Asabanor.

“I can’t believe I actually found you two here, but no matter, you’re too late to stop it!” the man slowly slurred. It was human speech, but the coarse and arrogant tone was unmistakable.

“What are you here for?” Xiao Lin asked loudly, slowly shifting his steps as he kept an eye on their distance.

“This world has changed,” the man said distractedly. He had left the world for a century; it might not have seemed long, but thanks to the colonists, the changes were drastic. His tone quickly deepened. “You’ve desecrated the world God created. All you demons deserve to die!”

“Your goal is the resurrection tower?”

“There’s no use asking. No one can stop this anymore!”

“You want to bring back your kingdom?”

“Oh, you’ll find out very quickly. I’m only here to greet two old friends. I’m still quite interested in the two of you, so I won’t kill you just yet, so just take the chance and scram!”

Lilith was furious; fear did not exist in her dictionary. She started flourishing her scythe, forming her flames as she slashed at the man.

However, the man only laughed softly as his entire body started to explode. Blood and flesh splattered; it was probably the corpse explosion that Lilith had mentioned earlier, but the scale was not big and it only affected ten to twenty meters.

“He’s been injured ever since he escaped The Final Lands; it’s obvious from the fact that he hasn’t ever shown himself to date. Does he really think he can get me with that useless technique?” Lilith’s rage had turned into a cold laugh, she did not even bother sheathing her scythe as she rushed to the center of the town.

Xiao Lin furrowed his eyebrows, thinking about Asabanor’s words, especially him asking them to leave. It seemed magnanimous, but knowing Lilith’s personality, those words were clearly mockery, as if challenging her to go deeper if she dared.

Asabanor was trying to make sure they did not leave!

That caused Xiao Lin some surprise. Based on the current situation, the best choice was to leave and report this to the academy. It was different from The Final Lands, and if the academy was willing, they could send a large amount of Silver–or even Gold–experts over to easily suppress Asabanor like a plaything.

Even if the priest’s words were a little malicious, no one could possibly be that stupid after living for hundreds of years, so there was no way he did not understand that. If that was the case, the fact that he brazenly showed up there meant he had a reason to, which unsettled Xiao Lin.

However, looking at Lilith’s back, Xiao Lin could only shake his head as he smiled bitterly, retrieving his Holy Soul Sword and following closely behind her. Lilith and himself were already friends. Even if they ignored what happened in The Final Lands, she had helped him in New Washington, and Xiao Lin was not willing to abandon his friends.

Lilith might not seem to have cared, but she revealed a slight smile when Xiao Lin followed her. Glancing at his sword, she said surprisingly, “There’s an aura of death on your sword.”

“Oh? You can feel it?”

“Yes.” Lilith merely acknowledged it, not explaining any further.

Xiao Lin knew her necromancy was not as good as his, but to be able to feel the soul in the sword without it being released spoke volumes about her perception.

Xiao Lin somewhat explained how the sword worked, wanting to brag a little, since necromantic weapons were quite rare. However, Lilith poured cold water on him. “I suggest not summoning the warrior if we fight later.”

Xiao Lin gaped, asking, “You’re worried it’ll be controlled by Asabanor?”

“Yes, that old fart might be a nuisance, but he is very talented at necromancy. I’ve been reading up about it lately, and the blade might be yours. That makes it hard for anyone else to control the spirit you summon from it, but it’s hard to say when our opponent is Asabanor.”

Lilith’s face had a rare look of concern. Just as Xiao Lin was startled by it, she quickly switched back to her look of bloodlust. “That’s what makes it interesting. Only opponents like that have value!”

That battle freak!

Xiao Lin’s lips twitched. He was beginning to regret following her.