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Kelvin Rhodes opened the life box with great anticipation, intending to release his daughter's soul and merge it into the body that had been infused with the blood of the God of War.

At this moment, the flesh-and-blood knight monster made from the blood of the god of war, which had been guarding him, suddenly turned around on its horse at lightning speed, and stabbed Kelvin Rhodes with the flesh-and-blood spear in its hand, instantly piercing his body.

Kelvin Rhodes' eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He looked down at the spear of flesh and blood that pierced his body, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.

The life box in his hand seemed to lose its support and slowly fell down.

"Impossible..." Kelvin Rhodes muttered to himself, his voice filled with endless despair. "Why would the demonic creature I created betray me? I clearly set up the shackles and calculated everything perfectly..."

Merlin watched this scene and said to the people around him, "See, I told you there would be a twist. How could the Lord of Flesh and Blood be as kind as the big brother next door and sincerely help Kelvin Rhodes' daughter recover?"

After Kelvin Rhodes' body was pierced, something unexpected happened.

All around the altar where his daughter lay, blood oozes out from the ground like a fountain, and then flesh and blood begin to surge wildly, as if it had life.

Mysterious runes appeared in the air, and then a strange whisper sounded in everyone's ears. The voice seemed to come from the abyss, making people shudder.

A blinding red light descended upon Kelvin Rhodes' daughter. When the light faded, she slowly opened her eyes, and an extremely terrifying aura instantly filled the air.

Kelvin Rhodes looked at his daughter's awakened body, and at the various flesh and blood runes that emerged on her body, densely entwined around her body. He knew in his heart that his experiment was successful to some extent, but it was also a complete failure.

Because he knew very well that the person who was resurrected before him was not his daughter, but a body controlled by the Lord of Flesh and Blood.

However, he had no way to stop it, as everything happened too quickly.

However, the fact that his body can be revived may be a little comfort to Kelvin Rhodes.

He coughed up a mouthful of fishy-smelling black blood and collapsed to the ground weakly.

Then, the flesh knight suddenly raised his flesh spear and swung it hard, throwing Kelvin Rhodes' body far away, without caring about his life or death.

Then, Kelvin Rhodes' daughter slowly sat up.

At this moment, in this "castle" made of flesh and blood, all the deformed creatures that were fused with Warcraft and were fighting, as if driven by some invisible force, stopped their actions, knelt down in unison, and lowered their heads.

Even though they had just been fighting fiercely with everyone, they were no exception at this moment.

The flesh knight and the flesh warhorse also prostrated themselves on the ground with extremely respectful postures, as if they were welcoming this terrifying existence that had just been "born".

In the deepest part of the Dawn Empire's palace, stands a magnificent and solemn temple.

The temple as a whole exudes a holy and soft light. When you step into the temple, you can feel a sacred and peaceful atmosphere coming towards you.

The walls of the temple are carved with exquisite murals that tell the legendary deeds of the Goddess of Light. Every stroke seems to contain endless divine power.

Inside the temple, there is a statue of the goddess of light lying on her side and sleeping soundly.

The sculpture is so lifelike, as if the goddess of light is just taking a nap and will wake up at any moment.

In front of this statue, there were three old men standing.

These three old men are all of royal blood of the Dawn Empire, and they exude a majesty and mystery that has been accumulated over the years.

One of them was the king of the previous generation of the Dawn Empire. Although he had abdicated, his aura was still extraordinary.

Just a few minutes before the bloody ritual was about to be completed, the statue of the Goddess of Light seemed to be disturbed by something and slowly opened its sleeping eyes.

Those eyes were like two bright stars, emitting endless brilliance, yet carrying an awe-inspiring majesty.

As if still half asleep and half awake, the goddess of light stretched her waist with slow and graceful movements.

She lowered her head slightly, her gaze sweeping towards the three old men below. Her voice, as if emanating from the boundless heavens, spoke with the tone of a god: "Why does such a filthy and foul aura appear in my divine realm... I deeply dislike it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes again, and the sculpture instantly returned to its original sleeping state, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusory dream.

However, a sword suddenly appeared on the golden altar in front of the statue of the Goddess of Light.

This sword looks very simple, without too many gorgeous decorations on the blade and the hilt is also plain and unpretentious.

But anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is no ordinary thing. It is the artifact of the Goddess of Light - Dawn.

Don't underestimate this sword, it is a genuine artifact that contains the endless power of the Goddess of Light. Once awakened, it will burst into a devastating light.

The three old men looked at each other with serious expressions.

One of the elders was the first to break the silence, whispering, "The presence of an ancient god has appeared in the capital of the Dawn Empire. This is no small matter. This presence actually belongs to the Lord of Flesh and Blood. It seems that the God of War didn't completely kill him in the last divine war."

Another old man frowned slightly and continued, "Why didn't the Lord of Flesh and Blood go to the Eternal Void to cause trouble for the God of War? Why did he suddenly descend upon the Goddess's mortal kingdom? This is truly a tricky situation. And judging by the situation, this power didn't descend completely; it must have been aided by some medium."

The previous King of the Dawn Empire said with a serious expression and a firm gaze, "Let me go. The Lord of Flesh and Blood has arrived. I cannot sit idly by. I will dispel this evil force and bring peace to Her Majesty the Goddess."

At this time, the oldest elder shook his head and said slowly, "It's not your turn yet. Your responsibilities lie ahead. I'm an old man, and my lifespan is almost at its end. Even if this hadn't happened, I would have gone to the demon battlefield to take a look and kill a few old demons. It's a perfect opportunity for me to shine once again now."

After hearing this, the other two looked at each other and ultimately did not stop it. They just said in unison: "Be careful."

Although there was worry in their tone, it was more of a sense of being accustomed to this kind of dedication and sacrifice, as if in this ancient empire, such a choice had long become a mission in order to protect faith and peace.