Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 835 The Shadow of the Golden Tree
The mysterious creation is wreaking havoc.

They hunt and devour everything living and dead they see.

The peaceful and tranquil country descended into complete chaos in less than an hour.

The primal instincts of chaos drove the mysterious creation to transform this place into a living hell.

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The weapons of the Golden Knights could not stop their advance, nor could the black swords. Only those of higher status could protect themselves from the tide, but even that was only enough to protect themselves.

Chaos continues to grow, spread, and evolve.

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The chilling atmosphere quickly spread to the coastal border.

This is the shortest route from the shaded area to the border. Even without the guidance of the priests, the knights and sorcerers reacted quickly and devised the most direct and effective action plan.

That was to fight their way through the center of the battlefield to the coast, using the Holy Shield to hold up this path of survival, allowing the Golden People to escape the Dark Territory via this shortest route.

More and more riders are falling on the road.

Their holy shields were eroded, their will corrupted, and they ultimately became part of the limbs of the Deep.

But from the lowest-ranking knights to the Spirit Visioners who have already reached the threshold of the higher ranks, all the mid-level clergy serving the Golden Tree are upholding the oaths made in ancient times, which are the requirements of the law for them.

People of Gold.

This is the entirety of the country.

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The stone tablets standing in every corner of this country, bearing names that must not be forgotten, all bear witness to this battle.

Remarkably similar to those wars in distant times, they never retreated in their fight against demons, extradimensional beings, and the stars.

The name "Golden" was established in this way, not self-proclaimed.

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seaside.

The Night Demon's wings raised Yan's field of vision infinitely high.

At that moment, looking down from thousands of feet in the sky, he witnessed a breathtaking scene.

The profound darkness spreading from the heart of the nation is like a blob of black ink falling into clear water, expanding infinitely.

Darkness and gloom spread to every corner of the country in an instant, growing ever stronger.

However, at some point, a golden rift tore open from the shaded area, like a long sword shining with holy light in the darkness, piercing straight toward the coast and growing ever larger.

It was that torn-open path to survival.

The organized knights and sorcerers also carved out more winding paths along this route, drawing people from all directions to this place.

This was the first time Yan had truly faced the golden tree directly.

He had never seen the true face of the legendary great tree god.

But what else could that scene of tiny light paths branching out like leaves along the survival route be but a golden tree?
"Take Xiao Yan away, I'm going to find Milo!"

Yan yelled at Rick on the beach.

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It's still that small border village.

The refugees have spread here.

"Prepare the boat!!!!!"

People on the coastline were already pulling the ropes, raising the sails, and laying out a passageway to welcome their compatriots who were about to arrive.

In front of the tavern.

Hunter Monquia and Furball watched expressionlessly as the Golden People hurriedly fled past them.

The men who were drowning their sorrows in the tavern just minutes before have all rushed out. They all own their own boats in this coastal area, and they have probably joined the rescue efforts by now.

Only the tavern owner, Topria, remained silent inside.

...

Hearing the sound of books slamming shut behind him, Monquia calmly said:
"Looks like I'm not too late."

But there was no response from the tavern owner, Topria.

At this moment, Monquia noticed that the other party had taken the rusty longsword and shield off the wall.

He sighed silently and spoke again:

"You should leave with them."

Topria's response was:

"You outsiders wouldn't understand."

These were his words as he walked past Monquea carrying his sword and shield.

This was probably the last thing the elderly knight said.

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Aside from those swallowed by the Deep, most of the remaining Golden People chose to flee, but there were also quite a few who, like Topria, chose to go against the tide.

Because it's very simple: the Golden Tree and the Temple of the Golden Law are in the opposite direction of the escape.

Although the entire survival tunnel is blessed by the power of the Visionary Warlocks, someone still needs to bear the weight of that heavy Holy Shield.

The number of knights is limited, and the will of the vast majority of them can only be maintained for a few dozen breaths.

People like Topria are the ones who take over from the active members of the Knights, continuing to hold up the holy shield after they fall.

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Monquia gazed at the dark matter gradually emerging at the edge of his vision. It was not only ravaging the ground, but many of them had also developed the ability to fly. They were almost overwhelming, obscuring most of the full moon in the sky.

The mature and composed hunter straightened his hat and glanced down at the furry ball at his feet. "Isn't bringing you all this way enough? Go find your master."

The fur ball did not respond.

Such "conversations" had already occurred many times on the way here.

Monqueya judged that the furry ball wasn't scared; it was simply directionally challenged.

Because after hesitantly walking down the steps in front of the tavern, he looked around and then rolled straight in the opposite direction of the temple.

"Fine, you'll just come with me."

The hunter rolled his remaining eye back.

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At that moment, a dark shadow streaked across the sky from the direction of the coast.

The creature shrouded in black mist sped across the village, then turned back a few seconds later and stopped above the tavern's main entrance.

The Night Demon, with its three burning eyes, hung in the air, pointing at Monquia with its finger.

The standoff lasted for three seconds.

He couldn't recall the hunter's name, and then sped off towards the temple without looking back, moving at an extremely fast speed.

The hunter watched with a furrowed brow as Night Demon performed his silent act.

Only after the other person left did he manage to utter two words:

"nerve."

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at the same time.

The edge of the shaded area.

Bang!
Gunshots rang out across the field.

The red-hot bullet incinerated a "fallen" mysterious creation.

Then came a tirade of abuse from the chief of police.

"I'm warning you again! I have absolutely no intention of saving you. In fact, I'd love for you to die in some accident. So while I still have a conscience, don't cause any trouble!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely cooperate with your actions and will not cause you any trouble." This was Princess Rose's gentle voice.

“Then take your hands off my chest!” Rebecca was on the verge of exploding in rage.

"I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean it, please don't mind..."

"Shut up!"

"Okay." (She said, covering her mouth)
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Because Marshall could only carry one living person, Rebecca and Princess Rose, who were left behind, waited near the main road.

As we waited, an overwhelming array of profound creations appeared.

Fortunately, those creatures, like wolves, only had eyes for large chunks of flesh and blood, and they all pounced straight for the cities and towns of the Golden Kingdom, paying no attention to the wilderness.

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Rebecca only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no new Abyssal creations had appeared in the surrounding area for the time being.

At this moment, Princess Rose spoke softly:

"I understand where your malice comes from, but rest assured, I will only regard him as a master. He has bestowed upon me enough knowledge, which is the only thing I truly love in this world, incomparable to any mortal emotion. I have only two purposes for this journey: to return the lovely Marshall to you, and to find the path to the stars leading to Serraino. This is the promise the Eye of Thought has given me."

She spoke sincerely, looking directly into Rebecca's eyes throughout, without the slightest evasion.

"The Path of the Stars?" Rebecca has only focused on increasing her combat power in recent years, and her level of extracurricular knowledge is almost the same as it was a few years ago.

However, Princess Rose was not the type to waste her breath explaining things to others; she simply nodded and said, "A road away from here."

Rebecca didn't press further, as she wasn't particularly interested in the "Path of the Stars" anyway. However, she kindly reminded her, "Who told you that? There are a lot of liars in this world."

"The Eye of Thinking".

“I see…” Rebecca said thoughtfully.

"You also know about the Eye of Thinking?" Princess Rose's eyes lit up.

“The old… I know the old Eye of Thinking.” Rebecca’s eyes dimmed slightly at the thought of Daisy, but she never easily revealed her feelings to outsiders. Her expression quickly returned to normal, and while pretending to be calm and wary of her surroundings with her gun, she asked:
"Did the Eye of Thinking tell you... which way should the Path of the Stars lead?"

"Yes," Princess Rose nodded.

She pointed to the full moon in the sky.

"Once the obstructing will of the Golden Law Temple crumbles, the full moon will be the starting point of the Path of the Stars."

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at the same time.

The surface of the full moon.

"Ouch! It's so cold!"

"What the hell is this place!"

This "child of the giant stone" carried the unconscious descendant of the fire demon and left the border of the golden kingdom by spatial jump, and inexplicably arrived at a gray and white barren desert.

The wind here is as cold as a knife.

Looking up again, I discovered that the fierce battle in the Golden Kingdom was right above me...

"and many more……"

"!"

"How did it fly up to the moon?!"

(End of this chapter)