With Lazuli’s reminder, Aster Grant’s gaze turned forward.
What appeared before him was a corpse.
No, rather than a corpse...
It was a complete Demon Clan corpse, as massive as a mountain range!
Moreover, there wasn’t even a single Demon Clan figure around this colossal cadaver, which was strange.
Yet, the dense demonic qi perating the air was a hundred tis stronger than any previous location.
Aster Grant observed briefly.
The previous endless stream of Demon Clan mbers originated from here.
"Let down."
Upon hearing this, Lazuli descended slowly. Just as Aster was about to step forward to examine, he suddenly "bang" hit an invisible barrier.
A restriction?
As he frowned in thought, an unusual movent erged from the Beastbond Space.
The mysterious demon pattern that had been hovering above the Spring of Life suddenly trembled violently, continuously transmitting an urging intention.
It wants to get closer to that corpse?
Aster Grant’s brow furrowed slightly.
The function of this demon pattern was already unclear, and now it wanted to guide him to touch an ancient corpse exuding terrifying demonic qi?
It didn’t make any sense!
What if the corpse from the Demon Clan suddenly ca back to life?
However, just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly thought of....
Check the information!
[Fallen Demon God]
[Level: Totem Level]
[Talent: Demon God]
[Status: Completely Deceased]
[Note: Contains a special demon pattern, recomnded to acquire]
Aster Grant’s pupils contracted slightly.
Totem Level!
This already exceeds the Monarch Level, and even though it’s dead, the lingering pressure still made him feel uneasy.
But since the system determined it as "completely deceased", it provided him so relief.
What intrigued him more was...
The system actually took the initiative to prompt the acquisition of the demon pattern?
This was the first ti!
Although he’s unsure of its specific usage, anything specially marked by the system must be extraordinary.
The current problem is...
How to break through this restriction?
"Master, do you want to go in?"
Lazuli’s voice suddenly sounded.
Aster Grant turned his head, only to see a uniquely shaped short blade in her hand, radiating waves of the Space Law.
Breaking Realm Blade!
Aster Grant then rembered that it was a trophy obtained from defeating Seraph Michael Miller earlier.
"Can you open it?"
Lazuli nodded confidently, the short blade emitting a slight hum in her hand.
As one of the Angel Race’s treasures, when facing the Breaking Realm Blade, any restriction loses its function.
With a gentle twist of her wrist, the blade tip drew a graceful arc in the void.
The originally unbreakable barrier suddenly ripped open like a torn silk, leaving a passage wide enough to traverse.
Lazuli stepped in without hesitation, her wings slightly unfurled, shielding Aster Grant behind her.
In an unknown environnt, she couldn’t let her master bear any risks.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly.
Soon, the two approached the corpse.
Truly standing before the remains of the Demon God, they finally felt their own insignificance.
Just one finger of the corpse was as large as a huge rock.
This colossal existence, how terrifying it must have been in life...
The demon pattern in Beastbond Space was now restless, continuing to transmit an urging intention.
Aster Grant took a deep breath and slowly placed his palm on the cold corpse.
In an instant, another dark purple demon pattern erged from the corpse, coiling up his arm like a serpent, eventually sinking into his brow, and suspending alongside the previous demon pattern above the Spring of Life.
At the mont the demon pattern was extracted, a sudden mutation occurred!
The entire Demon God cadaver began to crumble and disintegrate at a visible speed, turning into countless black light spots that dissipated.
Even more shocking, all the Demon Clan mbers in the Sanctum simultaneously froze, then shattered like bubbles one after another.
At the sa ti.
A chanical prompt echoed in the void:
[Congratulations on perfectly passing the trial!]
[Due to completely resolving the Demon Clan crisis, the reward is doubled!]
[Comncing reward distribution——]
Before the voice could fade, a vast surge of energy flooded into Aster Grant’s body.
And under the cleansing of this energy, his attributes once again improved.
[Aster Grant]
[Beastbond: Divine Angel, Nature Elf]
[Contract Quota: 2/3]
[Level: Extraordinary Tier Nine]
[Talent: Sovereign, Soul-devouring]
[Power: 1500→1900]
[Constitution: 1500→1900]
[Spiritual: 2434→2834]
[Speed: 1500→1900]
Originally, passing this layer of the Sanctum could only increase attributes by 200 points, now...
He increased by 400 points!
This also ant his various attributes soared directly to 1900 points.
And his current spiritual attribute...
Had surpassed 2500 points!
Exceeded the Human Race’s limit?!
Aster Grant pondered for a mont, ultimately attributing it to his exceptional talent.
Subsequently, Aster hurriedly instructed Lazuli to return.
After all, the little elf was still left alone in the original place!
On the way back, Aster was surprised to discover...
The wasteland, once barren due to demonic qi infestation, was now brimming with vibrant life.
It seed to be because that Demon Clan corpse disappeared!
When the two landed on the city wall, they were greeted by an elf with a face full of grievance.
Seeing this, Aster quickly apologized.
At that mont, the chanical prompt sounded again.
[In three minutes, the trial participants will be transported to the next layer]
Not only Aster, but everyone else in the Sanctum also received this information.
Veronica Vero and Saintess Cecilia noticed the anomaly with this Sanctum.
One initially needed to last for two hours, but now...
The challenge ended prematurely in less than an hour!
What’s up with this Sanctum?
So abnormal?
...
anwhile.
Inside the City of Chaos.
Hugh King stared at the command in hand, his fingers unconsciously tapping the desktop.
The "Level One Alert" directive issued by Noelle Quinn caused the atmosphere of the entire city to suddenly tense.
Not only Draconia...
The Council, The Holy See, and even those Xenos began to stir.
It seems necessary to speed up the progress...
He squinted his eyes, looking out the window towards the southern part of the city.
The top priority is to quickly contract that Ghost Race, and cultivate it to Commander Level.
Only then can he have a greater chance of protecting himself in the impending storm.
"Co."
At his gentle call, a Commander Level Beast Tar walked over.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
"How is that Ghost Race?"
The Commander Level Beast Tar hesitated but eventually answered:
"Under our surveillance, that Ghost Race lady has remained shut indoors! However... her sister often vanishes without a trace."
Hugh King scoffed at the Beast Tar’s report.
"Her sister’s not important! Just a low-attribute, useless beast!"
"However..."
"Ten days is too long; I don’t want to delay any further!!"
"Issue my order: Give her a final three-day deadline, and if she remains unyielding..."
Hugh King’s voice turned cold.
In three days, if that Ghost Race still doesn’t agree to the contract.
Then he cannot be blad for using any ans!
The Commander Level Beast Tar instantly understood and responded:
"I will handle it imdiately!"
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