The Knight Captain who could single-handedly crush an army was now lying on the ground like a dead dog.
A frail-looking woman was standing on his back, viciously torturing the Knight Captain.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
One finger after another was broken, and Su Xiaoyangâs expression grew increasingly delightful.
A furious voice suddenly resonated from within the Royal Knight Order, "Damn it, save Kevin!"
However, at this moment, Lymesâ soul power suddenly surged, and a mournful green aura swept towards the Royal Knight Order.
Now, they could no longer support Kevin.
At this moment, Shen Yun and Cheng Jianyong slowly rose from the ground.
They had just been attacked by a Lord Knight, causing them to fall into a brief unconsciousness.
Now that they regained consciousness, Cheng Jianyong quickly poured a bottle of Life Secret Elixir for himself, while Shen Yun guzzled a sip of the elixir.
Meanwhile, Zhang Lianmeng had already helped Han Xing up, crying like pear blossoms drenched in rain.
"Sob sob sob... Brother Xing, donât scare me..."
"I finally found someone I can rely on, donât leave LianâEr..."
At this moment, Shen Yun hurried over, and upon seeing Han Xingâs condition, quickly cast a Holy Light Healing on him!
Shen Yun then said, "Sister Lian, donât panic, Brother Xing is just unconscious."
Shen Yunâs Spiritual Power was high, and the healing technique worked wonders.
Moments later, Han Xingâs finger twitched.
Then, his consciousness gradually returned.
When Han Xing opened his eyes, Zhang Lianmeng was overwhelmed with joy and hugged him tightly.
Han Xing looked blankly at the scene before him and asked, "What... whatâs going on now?"
The two did not answer, but instead pointed towards Su Xiaoyangâs area.
Seeing this scene, Han Xingâs pupils contracted suddenly.
At this moment, Su Xiaoyang had already broken all ten of the Knight Captainâs fingers.
She was now working on the Knight Captainâs shoulder bones.
Su Xiaoyang kicked with her foot.
Crack!
The clear sound of shattering, along with the Knight Captainâs weak wailing, sent a chill down Han Xingâs spine.
He pointed forward, his voice trembling, "This... this... is this Su Xiaoyang!?"
Shen Yun and Zhang Lianmeng were equally bewildered.
Next to them, Cheng Jianyong had long been dumbfounded.
He never would have thought that the frail Su Xiaoyang would have such a cruel side.
At this moment, Han Xing glanced at Su Xiaoyangâs status panel.
[Survivor]: Su Xiaoyang
[Profession]: Elf Shooter
[Level]: 13
[Attributes]: Power: ???, Agility 132, Spirit 104, Constitution: 114.
Han Xing noticed something was off with Su Xiaoyangâs current state.
Her Power Attribute had turned into question marks, meaning it exceeded their attributes too much to detect.
And at this moment, Su Xiaoyang seemed to have finished her little game, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.
The Knight Captain lying on the ground was in an extremely miserable state.
All ten of his fingers were broken, shoulder bones sunken, including his wrists and leg joints, twisted into grotesque positions.
This appearance would make anyoneâs scalp tingle with just one glance.
At this moment, Su Xiaoyang slowly stood up, chuckling lightly, "Lord Knight, this was just the first round of the game."
"Next are the ribs, leg bones, and finally, your skull..."
"How about it, listening to your bones shattering one by one, isnât it wonderful?"
However, the Knight Captain was already gasping for breath, unable to respond.
In the next moment, she lifted a beautiful leg, ready to stomp on the Knight Captainâs back.
Considering her state, if she had stomped down, several more bones would shatter.
Cheng Jianyong and Shen Yun instinctively covered their eyes.
At that moment, Han Xing suddenly shouted, "Xiaoyang!"
Su Xiaoyangâs leg paused in mid-air.
Hearing Han Xingâs call, she turned her head, and upon seeing Han Xing stand up, the blood-red color in her pupils quickly vanished.
She exclaimed joyfully, "Brother Xing!"
"Great, youâre okay!"
Hearing Su Xiaoyangâs way of addressing him, Han Xing was a bit puzzled, but didnât pay it much mind.
So he nodded, "Mm, Iâm fine. Come here first."
Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoyang quickly ran over, no longer paying attention to the Knight Captain on the ground.
To avoid leaving him to recover, Han Xing decided to finish him off.
He drew several arrows and shot them, precisely hitting the Knight Captainâs head.
Thud thud!
Fine Iron Arrows penetrated into his skull, driving through to the abdominal cavity.
In the next moment, the already dying Knight Captain convulsed, then fell into a pool of blood.
A system notification appeared.
[Successfully killed Knight Captain Kevin (Two-star Lord-level Creature), gaining 480000 Experience Value]
[You are the first survivor in the server to kill a Lord-level Creature, receiving a first kill reward, Hunterâs Medal (Purple), Space Backpack Blueprint (Purple)]
Han Xing was taken aback for a moment; his original intention was just to finish off that Lord.
Unexpectedly, it seemed like he accidentally snatched a kill and even got the first-kill reward for the Lord?
At this moment, Han Xingâs eyes seemed peculiar.
No time to check the reward.
At this moment, Su Xiaoyang, full of joy, approached Han Xing. After confirming he was indeed fine, the redness in her eyes faded instantly.
The next moment, Su Xiaoyangâs body went limp, as if some force supporting her suddenly disappeared, and she collapsed.
Han Xing casually caught her, her soft body emanating a slight fragrance of a young girl as it fell into his arms.
However, Han Xing didnât have any other thoughts. After confirming Su Xiaoyang had merely overexerted her physical strength, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Lianmeng, standing to the side, showed no change in expression, instead, looking on with some relief at this scene.
At this moment, Han Xing said, "LianâEr, come over and support Xiaoyang."
"Okay, Brother Xing," Zhang Lianmeng responded joyfully, taking Su Xiaoyang from Han Xingâs arms.
Just then.
Over at the Royal Knight Orderâs side, realizing Kevinâs death, they erupted into chaos again.
Suddenly, everyone heard an angry voice.
"Enough!"
This voice was very familiar; they knew who it belonged to.
The Knight King, Grotar.
"Lymes, youâre already dead. The dead should behave like the dead. Go back to your Netherworld."
Lymes, upon hearing this voice, felt hatred surge within him, causing his soul power to spike. In a voice almost chilling, he said, "Grotar, you vile creature, I will tear you to pieces!"
"Naive, do you think becoming undead gives you the qualifications to resist me? Lymes, have you forgotten what place this is?"
Lymes seemed to recall something, and in his deep pupils, his soul fire trembled.
At the same time, a strong Holy Light suddenly descended from the sky in the Judgment Arena, suppressing Lymes and the others.
This Holy Light seemed inherently effective against these undead creatures.
Under the Holy Light, the undead knights seemed as if they were in flames, each emitting painful wails.
In the instant of contact with the Holy Light, several undead knights had their soul bodies shattered, disappearing into the air.
"Damn it, you actually used the God of Lightâs power!" Lymes shouted in anger.
Grotar still did not reveal himself, coldly snorting, "The God of Light is the deity of the Human Raceâs beliefs. As the Leader of the Human Race, isnât it natural for me to wield the God of Lightâs power?"
During the brief conversation between the two, the Holy Light continued to burn.
Dozens more undead knights had their soul bodies shattered.
This meant the last traces of their existence in the world were also erased, disappearing forever.
As more and more companions disappeared.
Lymes desperately reached out a hand but could only barely maintain his soul body under the Holy Light.
The outcome of the battle seemed already determined.
Lymes said in a mixture of sorrow and anger, "God of Light, canât you see, your followers are suffering due to a villainâs persecution, why are you helping him against us?"
However, Lymesâ plea received no response.
Gods do not concern themselves with undead, such lowly beings.
Lymes seemed to hear that manâs mocking laughter.
At this moment, he recalled the scene of his wife and daughterâs deaths, those despairing and hollow eyes, their bodies covered in scars, repeatedly burning in his nerves.
Ritana, Ali...
I can no longer avenge you...
Vaguely, Lymes heard a womanâs voice whispering in his ear.
"As long as you offer your soul, you can gain the power to destroy the world."
Soul... power to destroy the world...
Lymes felt his heart waver.
He knew that once he agreed, he would no longer have control over himself, turning into a mindless puppet.
After intense internal struggle, an overwhelming aura swept from Lymesâ body.
Just at this moment, all the projections within the square vanished.
All scenes paused.
Including the grand army of knights, and Lymes and others under the Holy Light, all disappeared.
It was as if a movie abruptly stopped without being fully played, leaving Han Xing and the others watching with perplexity.
The next moment, a system prompt appeared.
[Congratulations, you have successfully cleared the Two-Star Secret Realm âKnight Judgment Arenaâ, this challenge completion rating is 100%.]
[You have received 700,000 experience rewards, item rewards: Strong Fragment*27, Rune Crystal*1030, Silver Treasure Chest*4, Golden Treasure Chest*1...]
A pile of rewards left everyone dumbfounded.
At this moment, Cheng Jianyong said in confusion, "Huh? Itâs over?"
"What about Lymes? Did he end up selling his soul or not?"
Everyone else also felt somewhat bewildered.
Han Xing shook his head and said, "I donât know, since itâs already over, letâs not worry about it any further."
"That giant dragon said that the scenes here are just projections of past events no matter what, the outcome is already determined, and we canât change anything."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in realization.
Han Xing felt that this Two-Star Secret Realm they cleared was somewhat peculiar.
He wasnât sure whether all Two-Star Secret Realms were like this, or if theirs was an exception.
With this thought, Han Xing shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it anymore.
After all, they still had other Secret Realms to challenge later, and they would know by then.
Just then, Su Xiaoyang seemed to regain consciousness as well.