A pillar of golden light shot straight into the sky.
Layers of air waves rippled across the frozen soil surface, and the previously scorched ground was now completely disintegrating, with only a few bone layers maintaining the integrity of the frozen continent.
[The bottom of the temple]
A Matchstick Man, resembling the āRazor Gangā, was preparing to execute the queen.
Just as the match was about to fall into the queenās mouth, a strong tremor caused the match to deviate, falling towards the ground... The Matchstick Man knew this land could not withstand any large-scale explosion, so he had to pinch the burning match tightly, forcibly extinguishing it.
Cough cough cough~
Amidst the coughing, black smoke was choked out from his mouth.
"Whatās that guy up to? Whatās causing such a commotion?"
...
On the ground.
A golden figure quickly broke free, landing on the edge of a large pit that stretched a kilometer wide,
and in the deep pit.
An arm wrapped in golden edges fell to the ground,
as its main body was removed, the golden edges gradually faded, and the whole was slowly dyed black... until it completely merged into the "Black Land", becoming nourishment for Han Dongās energy.
Eugene, whose neck was almost torn off, was convulsing on the ground,
the "Black Flesh Mountain" covering his body also showed a dilapidated state,
even so,
Eugene still gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stand up from the ground.
Pope and Han Dongās expressions were not looking good.
The opportunity just taken was bought with Eugeneās desperate effort, and getting the same chance again was almost impossible, such a sneak attack move would hardly work a second time.
"Can he dodge even this?"
Han Dong had locked onto the [head].
When he struck, he used the power of the Demon Eye, a "restraining force" from the Dead Spirit Demon Eye acted on the bank clerkās entire body.
Who knew,
just as the magic sword was about to split open his head,
a burst of unimaginable golden light soared into the sky, forcibly tearing apart all restraints.
The bank clerk, with his superhuman physique, performed an ultra-fast sidestep movement... causing the sword, which was supposed to decapitate, to deflect and land on his shoulder.
Though the power of the magic sword did not disappoint, it only managed to chop off an arm, which was insufficient to force the opponent to retreat.
As Han Dong and Pope contemplated how to set up another battle layout.
The voice of the bank clerk suddenly came from the edge of the large pit:
"Alright, alright~ stop fighting... if we keep fighting, Iāll run out of money.
Repairing a whole arm is quite expensive, I must keep some āsavingsā... in case we encounter any trouble on the way back, I might drag Mr. Matchstick down.
Anyway, weāre bound to meet again,
next time I will bring all my āsavingsā, I hope you can step up to the king level, then we can have a real showdown.
You guys go, I donāt want the stuff anymore~ Iāll explain everything to Mr. Matchstick later."
Han Dong and Popeās eyes lit up.
This sentence sounded somewhat deliberate, but the fact that the bank clerk didnāt pursue was the best proof.
Even though Pope still had a lot of energy left,
Eugene had almost reached his limit, if he kept pushing, he might be backfired by the Demon Book,
Han Dongās thoughts had become extremely negative under the influence of the "Black Land", his mind filled with strategies to avoid combat.
Moreover, the Matchstick Man might emerge from underground at any time,
if they continued the fight, there was a great chance everyone would die there.
Han Dong immediately responded:
"Then itās settled, once you successfully escape the Black Tower, make sure to come to [S-01]... by then, I will certainly give you a grand reception."
While Han Dong was speaking.
Pope had quietly drawn a Void Formation.
"S-01, huh? Thatās the most dangerous world, but we will certainly return eventually.
After all, Mr. Teacher holds a deep grudge against you; under his persuasion, the [Committee] is likely to put the occupation of S-01 on the agenda.
Hurry up and leave~ if Mr. Matchstick comes up, you really canāt escape."
The bank clerkās face showed no anger at all,
he didnāt mind the battle that just happened, even though his right arm was severed... he was more satisfied and enjoyed it, or rather, he admired these youths, who with only Mythic Body, could harm him.
This was something even all the powerhouses of his birth world couldnāt do.
Buzz!
The formation activated.
The three of Han Dong were teleported to a location about three kilometers from the planetās "Hidden Spot".
Eugene, having lifted the "Demonic Canon Stance", was completely incapacitated; if not for the outer muscles formed by the Flesh Mountain enveloping his entire body, he might have turned into a mass of disgusting, foul-smelling green rotten meat, scattered between dimensions.
Han Dong was doing okay, returning to the planet on his own.
Pope extended a starry thread from his fingertip, dragging Eugene along.
Upon returning to the main lab,
the Swollen Doctor was released and started to drive the planet away from the current area at full speed.
Han Dong also leaned against a corner, reached to detach the black mask used for borrowing god disguise from within his facial skin... all the blackness was transmitted back along with the divine pattern.
"Huff... huff... huff!"
He gasped for breath heavily, his body was almost exhausted.
But his face was filled with a smile, the gains from this trip were simply too great.
This borrowing god and Black Vortex Trunk had a perfect fusion, offering Han Dong a very tangible understanding and benefit.
So much so that the compatibility rate of Dark Magic puzzle pieces increased from [45%ā70%].
More importantly, Han Dong also had a certain understanding of this "Black Art", and part of the dyed black attribute remained in the Truth Magic Sword, becoming an important component for its growth.
Of course,
most importantly, the Bone True Text of the Demon Book was in hand.
"I couldnāt imagine that the Out of control from the B.B.C would appear here... itās likely they established a connection passage with the outside world through the āWorld Rubikās Cubeā I had seen before, arriving at this vast Shattered Dimension.
The question is, did they come here by accident?
Or are they here specifically to explore, even wanting to use this as a temporary transit point after escaping the Black Tower?"
Pope replied,
"Report what happened here to the teacher, and he will naturally provide a response.
You must be exhausted, get some rest... we still cannot rule out the danger; there is a possibility that they deliberately let us go, then using special tracking techniques, silently follow behind our planet."
"Mm."
...
When the Matchstick Man reached the frozen soil surface with a sack of frozen skulls, he revealed a look of shock.
"Hmm... your hand is actually severed, and itās not just an ordinary cut, a fracture at the level of truth is not easy to repair.
Is there a True King present in the team you were chasing?"
The Matchstick Man still recognized the bank clerkās strength, otherwise, the two would not have formed an exploration team.
"Sort of~ Ah, itās really a pity they got away."
"Thereās nothing we could do, the guy I was dealing with below was also tricky, it took quite some time... the coldness in my body also needs to be slowly expelled.
Once the engineers complete the information collection, we will first return to B.B.C."
Every time the Matchstick Man said a sentence, he exhaled cold breath, his body had already suffered some frostbite with polluting properties.
When they successfully withdrew to the B.B.C, wanting to report the exploration experience and encounter.
They found that the avatar of the great president was completely attracted by another strange thing brought back by another team, even summoning a large number of engineers to build special containers for storing the oddities.
Through the crowd, the bank clerk could vaguely see a few strange pages floating between the containers.