965 The Holy Thorn
Erinâs eyes widened. She saw the soil beneath Fang Hengâs feet rolling and numerous palms reaching out from the ground!
What was that?
Ghouls?!
At Fang Hengâs feet, vine zombies began to resurrect.
More magic arrays were circling the ground.
Huge fusion Tyrant forms also began to climb out of the ground.
Then, the previous fusion Tyrant forms rushed in from the outside after they finished dealing with the blood Marquises outside. They blocked the entrance to the Angetas cave with their bodies.
Fang Hengâs gaze didnât stay on Erin for long. He took out a Holy Light spear from his backpack and strode towards the ancient tree of Angetas.
âStop!â Marquise Erin took a few deep breaths and tried to stop Fang Heng while enduring the discomfort in her body.
âWhoosh!â
As Fang Heng dashed forward, he suddenly waved the Holy Thorn in his hand.
BuzzâŠ
A dark golden radiance made Erinâs eyes flash.
Her face turned ghastly pale and she dodged to the side.
In that short exchange, a layer of cold sweat had appeared on her forehead!
Such a terrifying holy aura!
What was that weapon?
If she had been unlucky enough to be hit by that weaponâŠ
Erin didnât dare to think further.
Not only did the other party have a strong blood affinity that could affect her blood flow, but he could also control the power of the Holy Court?
Who the hell was he?
Fang Heng glanced at the bewildered Erin from the corner of his eyes and scuttled all the way to the vampiresâ sacred tree Angetas, and stood on a branch that extended from the ancient tree.
[Hint: You have received an emergency message from the survival radio.]
[Mo Jiawei: God, Prince Carl has escaped and is heading towards you! Be careful!]
[Fang Heng: Got it. No worries.]
Erin stared at Fang Heng.
She was already extremely afraid of Fang Heng and didnât even dare to get close to him. She could only use words to deter him, âYou canât escape. His Highness the Prince is already on his way.â
Prince Carl?
âWhat if I donât?â Fang Heng curled his lips and took off the mask on his face.
Looking at Fang Hengâs face, Erin was shocked.
It was actually him?
âŠ
Outside the vampireâs Elders Council, which was in a state of chaos, after Meng Hao led the way for Fang Heng, he immediately retreated. He met up with the Pious Guild players at a safe spot.
Everyone had done their best in this cooperation and left the final fatal blow to Fang Heng.
Everyone gathered anxiously, waiting for the news.
Seeing that nothing had happened after a long time, Ah Ding asked anxiously, âBoss, why isnât there any news from Mr. Fang yet? Itâs about time, isnât it?â
According to the original plan, Fang Heng would kill his way into the Angetas cage and destroy the sacred tree Angetas with the Holy Courtâs holy weapon, the Holy Thorn.
Once Angetas was destroyed, the strength of the vampires would gradually decline. At that time, they would think of ways to get some benefits.
However, as time went by, there was still no news from Fang Heng.
Meng Hao frowned hard.
Could there be a problem somewhere?
The most likely trouble that they would encounter was that the Holy Thorn was not strong enough to completely destroy Angetas.
Meng Hao had raised this concern to Fang Heng, but the latter had patted his chest and guaranteed that there wouldnât be a problem.
It should not be a problem. Fang Heng was strong enough to finish off the weakened Angetas.
Even if he couldnât completely destroy Angetas, he should have heard the gameâs hints.
Meng Hao warned himself to remain calm, and said in a low voice, âDonât worry. Trust Mr. Fang and weâll wait.â
At the entrance of the Angetas cave, Prince Carl immediately pursued Fang Heng in the direction he sensed the latter after he broke free from the sealed coffin.
âThat guy!â
Prince Carl had never expected that Fang Heng would dare to come here!
To think he even wanted to make a move on Angetas!
Carl didnât want to admit it, but he was really panicking!
It wouldnât happen.
It would be okay.
District 9âs Angetas had been carefully raised and had absorbed thousands of years of power. It was extremely powerful.
In addition, there were also a large number of vampire guards in the cave. Even he could not finish them in a short time, let alone Fang Heng!
It was impossible for him to destroy Angetas!
Carl was very sure that Fang Heng couldnât cause any damage to Angetas in a short time, but he still felt uneasy.
He arrived!
Seeing the entrance to the Angetas cave gradually appear in front of him, Prince Carl quickly rushed in.
Why was it so quiet?
Prince Carl couldnât help but stop when he stepped into the cave.
His face was gloomy, and the corners of his eyes twitched as he stared at the sacred tree Angetas.
How did this happen?
The originally lively Angetas seemed to have fallen seriously ill. Large pieces of yellow leaves were scattered on the ground, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves.
âOh, youâre here. Youâre a little late.â
Fang Heng was standing on a branch that extended out of Angetas. Then, like a good friend who had not seen each other for many years, he waved at Carl.
âFang Heng!â
Carl gritted his teeth and scanned his surroundings.
Including the two vampire Marquises who were responsible for guarding Angetas, all the vampires did not dare to approach Fang Heng. They stood far away from him and did not dare to make any movements as if they were afraid of something.
Why didnât they do anything?
Carl felt hatred in his heart. He felt that this group of vampires was too useless! They couldnât even stall Fang Heng for two minutes!
Carl was about to move forward when his heart suddenly jumped.
âTsk, tsk, tsk, youâre still so impulsive,â Fang Heng took out the Holy Thorn from behind his back and played with it in his hand, âDonât be anxious.â
Carl raised his head and stared at the sharp thorn in Fang Hengâs hand, which was constantly emitting holy power!
What was that?
Carl felt a great threat from the thorn!
Fang Hengâs smile grew wider when he saw that Carl had some scruples.
He pointed the Holy Thorn at the trunk of the ancient tree of Angetas beside him, âDonât come close, Carl. You should know the consequences.â
Carl stared at Fang Heng, his eyes filled with anger to the brim.
âFang Heng, good! Iâve been thinking about what it would be like to meet you this time. Youâre courting death.â
âHehe, so what?â Fang Heng stopped smiling and held the Holy Thorn in his hand. He moved closer to the sacred tree Angetas and said, âI just want to have a good talk with you. I advise you not to be impulsive. Iâm timid, so if Iâm not careful, I mightâŠâ
Carl gritted his teeth.
âAlright, letâs talk! What do you want to talk about?â
âHmm, my request is very simple,â Fang Heng looked at Carl and said calmly, âSubmit to me.â
Carl was stunned for a moment before he burst out laughing, his eyes filled with hatred.
âSubmit? You must be dreaming!â
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