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Chapter 3983 The Song of the Purple Moon (34) — The “powerful” Lord Boros!
In fact, Baniko had no idea where Avril went after she teleported into the temple.

It was later that it followed Zhang Bolu into the [Dark Light Rift].

Of course, when it entered, the temple space had been almost completely covered by the touch surgery... The former temple had long been destroyed.

But Zhang Bolu's gaze seemed very clear, and he directly led Banikoli into the fissure in the ground!
Baniko and Zhang Bolu had been walking in this space beneath the fissure for some time... They had been silently observing the actions of this "King of Pirates".

In Banić’s perception, Zhang Bolu’s goal seemed quite clear—something that was completely unlike someone who had just entered the place for the first time.

"...Marks? You used these marks to advance?" Banikoli's gaze sharpened. "Who left these marks?"

It pointed to an inconspicuous little pile of stones in the corner.

"You finally found it?" Zhang Bolu smiled casually. "But this is already the fifth mark. Your observation skills are still lacking."

Banikoli couldn't help but take a step forward. "Although I have promised to be loyal to you, you also said that it doesn't count until Avril is rescued... Why do you know these marks?"

“The marks were left by our predecessors, of course,” Zhang Bolu chuckled. “If you want to know the answer, just follow these marks and the answer will appear naturally. Young man, don’t be too impatient; enjoy the process of exploration.”

Actually, in terms of age, Banico is not young, but compared to this "King of Pirates"... he is indeed a little guy.

It still needed Zhang Bolu's help at this point, so it couldn't question him too much and could only follow silently... After advancing for a while, Zhang Bolu suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

"Something's strange." Zhang Bolu looked around at the passageway. They had arrived at a place that resembled a honeycomb, with hundreds of different cave entrances in front of them.

“There don’t seem to be any markings here?” Banikoli immediately realized.

“Yes.” Zhang Bolu nodded. “According to the previous pattern, there should be one before the fork in the road… Did that guy run into some trouble? Or…”

—That guy?

Baniko's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, someone had left a mark on Zhang Bolu—but besides Avril, who else would be so familiar with everything in the temple space?
It should be noted that even it only entered the temple space once with Avril, and never even came to the world beneath the temple.

"Now that there's no longer a marker, what do you plan to do next?" Banikoli asked thoughtfully. "Avril has been here for a long time, and there's still no sign of her..."

“That’s simple.” Zhang Bolu smiled calmly. “I also felt that this way of advancing was a bit slow. Since there are no markers, let’s just use an even simpler method.”

"A simple...method?"

Before Banikolia could react, Zhang Bolu slowly drew the rusty-looking wood-chopping knife from its sheath made of two broken wooden planks.

"It's like this."

With a swing of the machete, a terrifying flash of light cleaved open a gap in the massive honeycomb-shaped fork in the road... After that, Zhang Bolu swiftly swung the machete again.

This time, the even more exaggerated blade light transformed into a cross, then spun wildly like a drill, forcefully drilling open the tunnel!

The so-called simple method is clearly just to directly break through a path?

"Aren't you...aren't you afraid of alerting what's inside?" Banikoli was startled again.

"Isn't this exactly what I wanted?" Zhang Bolu laughed heartily. "I came here specifically for the Lord of R'lyeh! Hahahaha, Banikoli, let me teach you your first lesson on becoming a Void Pirate! Remember, pirates never follow the rules!"

Rumble, rumble—! ! !
Because of Zhang Bolu's violence, the entire underground space beneath the fissure in the ground immediately began to shake violently!
The "drill bit" flashed, like a tireless tunnel boring machine, frantically digging deeper and deeper.

……

"What's going on? This vibration..."

Boros quickly stripped off and retracted the mirror armor... Without the threat of the [Weeping Angel], it would actually be more convenient to move around without armor.

However, the changes caused by the tremors made it impossible for Boros to hear the faint sound of the spring water—a potentially fatal situation in this intricate tunnel system.

"Damn it... Why hasn't Zhang Bolu caught up yet? If he doesn't come soon, we'll miss our chance..."

Boros frowned, not daring to move rashly... For a creature of such low strength, a single misstep in this environment could lead to utter destruction.

Just then, some subtle noises immediately alerted Boros... It wasn't the sound of water, but rather, footsteps!
Boros was startled and instinctively gripped the dagger made from a branch of the divine tree!

A figure was seen staggering out of a passageway... The person was seriously injured and in a very disheveled state, and could only barely move by supporting his body with his sword!
The moment Boros saw the other person's appearance, his gaze narrowed sharply—because this injured person was actually one of the treasure hunters he had secretly hired to spread the news of the [Sea God]'s treasure!
[The Demon Sword], Caesar!

Why is he here?

There was no time for Boros to think about this problem—what it needed to face at the moment was that none of the hunters it had bribed, including the [Demon Sword] Caesar, had actually seen its true face.

This also means that, for Caesar at this time, Itoros could be an enemy—especially in such a dangerous environment!

"Long-eared tribe...why are there here...?"

Sure enough, Caesar, who had previously looked disheveled and quite listless, immediately unleashed a murderous intent in his eyes the moment he saw Boros!
He raised his sword, about to slash at Boros—but after only a few steps, [Demon Sword] Caesar collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

He tried to get up, but kept coughing up blood.

Boros frowned, eager to know what had happened after it ordered Caesar and Goshu to enter the temple space to hunt down [Golden] Shaq... whether they had actually killed Shaq!
"You are hurt!"

Boros quickly walked up to Caesar, the Demon Sword, and simultaneously pressed his hands out, casting a healing spell on Caesar.

"Long-eared tribe, why did you save me?" [Demon Sword] Caesar looked at Boros's actions with considerable doubt. "We invaded your tribe... Don't you hate us?"

“How could I not hate you?” Boros said calmly. “I also want to kill you, but I can’t. In this situation, I don’t know what kind of danger I would face… Having one more companion is like having one more source of strength.”

[Demon Sword] Caesar sneered, "Rabbit, you...you haven't actually killed anyone before, have you?"

"...What's it to you!" Boros said indifferently. "Anyway, killing you would be as easy as turning my hand for me now, so you'd better behave yourself!"

The healing spell ended, but [Demon Sword] Caesar's injuries were still severe, and he had only barely recovered a sliver of strength... Clearly, Boros hadn't been very serious about the treatment.

"...Is this all you can do?" [Demon Sword] Caesar seemed quite dissatisfied.

Boros replied directly, "I'm just an apprentice priest. Do you expect me to restore you instantly?"

"Alright." [Demon Sword] Caesar shook his head, struggling to his feet. "Long-eared tribesman, tell me, how did you get to this place?"

“A great disaster has occurred outside,” Boros said helplessly. “I was fleeing with the main force, but our airship was attacked, and I fell from it. Luckily, I survived, but I ended up in this place… I can’t find my way out. What about you? Are you alone?”

“There were originally a few companions.” [Demon Sword] Caesar shrugged. “But they were unlucky; they’re all gone… There’s nothing more to say.”

—As expected, the operation to kill Shaq failed?

Boros pondered to himself, then said, "Judging from your appearance, you're so badly injured... it doesn't seem to be from a tentacle attack? Could there be another enemy of yours nearby?"

“Long-eared tribe, you seem to be asking too many questions.” [Demon Sword] Caesar narrowed his eyes. “Don’t think that just because you helped me, I will answer all your questions… Remember, our positions have been opposed from the beginning.”

Boros rolled his eyes. "Take care of yourself first!"

However, this [Demon Sword] Caesar does fit its previous impression of him quite well: aloof... arrogant? conceited?

"wrong!"

[The Demon Sword] Caesar suddenly raised the longsword in his hand. Despite having only a sliver of strength left, he was still able to unleash a terrifying killing intent!
Boros felt a chill run through his body!

Although he is Lord Boros, the master behind Caesar and the others, he is also a genuine apprentice priest of the Laurel tribe... a truly... weakling before the immortality of the Morning Star!

"What...are you going to do?" Boros asked, trying to remain calm.

"This godforsaken place is fraught with danger and countless traps. It took me a great deal of effort to..." [Demon Sword] Caesar's gaze turned cold, "Even so, I was still seriously injured! But you, why are you unscathed? Do you have a way to avoid the traps?"

—This guy's reaction was quick...

And, surprisingly, she guessed right!

It didn't know how much power Caesar, the "Demon Sword," still retained, and it wasn't convenient to reveal its identity as "Lord Boros" at this moment... Who knows what this guy would think if he knew that the "Lord Boros" who had been directing them from behind was just a weakling?

"Not going to talk?" Caesar, the Demon Sword, sneered. "Don't worry, I won't kill you because you helped me before... At most, I'll just cut off your legs."

Based on Boros's understanding of the [Demon Sword] Caesar, this aloof guy is sure to do what he says—without even thinking, it turned and ran!
Boros actually managed to escape... The injuries suffered by [Demon Sword] Caesar are probably much more serious than they appear!

However, the Demon Sword Caesar continued his relentless pursuit.

"There's no other way... this is the only option!"

After slightly shaking off Caesar, the Demon Sword, Boros quickly took out an ancient bronze mirror and looked at himself... The bronze mirror emitted a bright light!
In an instant, Boros's body underwent a dramatic change, its body growing to a height of nearly two and a half meters, and it was draped in a wide black robe, exuding a terrifying aura!

Immediately afterwards, Boros shone the bronze mirror onto the floor.

Then, another [Boros] appeared on the floor in an instant... This [Boros] lay on the ground, motionless, completely lifeless.

After straightening his robes, Boros took a deep breath and stood silently in the passageway—just then, the Demon Sword Caesar arrived in pursuit!
When Caesar saw the tall figure in front of him, and the long-eared rabbit lying motionless on the ground, he couldn't help but be slightly taken aback!
"you……"

"What, Caesar, don't you recognize me?" Boros said calmly, his voice rough and hoarse.

Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from the other party, [Demon Sword] Caesar's expression changed slightly. He quickly sheathed his sword, took a deep breath, and said, "[Boros] Lord... Finally, I see you!"

Boros nodded. "I have already said that when the time is right, it will naturally appear... What, do you have any doubts about me?"

"How could this be!" [Demon Sword] Caesar shook his head, glanced at the long-eared rabbit on the ground, and frowned, seemingly wanting to investigate further.

Boros quickly said, "It's just a dispensable long-eared creature. It's just unlucky that it saw me... Caesar, have you completed the tasks I assigned you?"

"...I'm sorry." [Demon Sword] Caesar shook his head helplessly: "The mission failed. [Golden] Shak was even more difficult to deal with than we imagined! He discovered us ahead of time, leaving us no choice but to confront him head-on. Although we had the runestones bestowed upon us by you, my lord, Goshu and Morgan still perished in battle..."

As Boros listened, he frowned inwardly... and his fists, hidden beneath his robe, hardened considerably!

With so many people and the help of runes, they still couldn't kill Shaq... Useless, all of them are useless!

"...Later, something suddenly happened at the temple." [Demon Sword] Caesar concluded, "I also managed to escape Shaq's pursuit, but unfortunately, I fell into this place...and encountered many traps until you appeared."

"Where are the runes?" Boros asked thoughtfully.

[The Demon Sword] Caesar sighed, "The runestone was in Goshu's hands. After he was killed, we didn't have time to retrieve it... Now I don't know where Goshu's body is."

—What a piece of trash!!!
"You... were almost wiped out." Boros asked, still unwilling to give up, "Did you hurt Shaq?"

[The Demon Sword] Caesar's face was grim, and he remained silent this time.

Boros's blood pressure was soaring... If it weren't for the fact that the [Demon Sword] Caesar was still somewhat useful—in fact, even if Caesar were completely useless now, he might not have been able to win...

The effect of a bronze mirror is merely to give it an intimidating aura.

"Never mind." Boros suppressed his frustration and pain, and said calmly, "[Golden] Shaq is just a minor character, he can't affect my plans at all... However, you have greatly disappointed me!"

[The Demon Sword] Caesar looked like he wanted to refute, but couldn't, and was very unwilling.

Boros shook his head slightly. "Considering your loyalty to me all this time, the time has come... Let's go, I will take you to unlock the treasure of the Sea God."

[Demon Sword] Caesar immediately raised his head, a greedy glint flashing in his eyes.

Boros took in this greedy look and chuckled, "Once we enter the treasure trove, I will let you choose a divine artifact first... With the blessing of the divine artifact, [Golden] Shaq will no longer be your match."

[Demon Sword] Caesar readily agreed, saying, "Rest assured, my lord, I will certainly slay [Golden] Shaq for you!"

"Clear the way ahead." Boros slowly extended his finger. "Let's go this way."

"Yes!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Caesar drew his longsword again, adjusted his breathing, and then solemnly led the way for Lord Boros.

Boros secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was still pounding!
—That's so damn exciting!