Origin Paradise!

The Whisper Saint's face was mocking. He knew that the other party was a banner launched by the Church of Conquest, but he wondered if Duke Vigrid had realized that no matter which force Augustus had left behind, whether it was Marquis Eleanor, Duke Felix of the North, or the Church of the Father, none of them had a good ending.

From a fateful perspective, Augustus likely possessed a bizarre and powerful destiny, the backlash that would trigger for the Marquis and others could be enough to bring about their own demise.

boom!

Jiang He snapped his fingers.

The Saint of Secrets couldn't help but focus his gaze on the other person, but his eyes were drawn to a pair of pitch-black eyes. In the unparalleled depth and darkness, a chaotic light emerged. The next moment, a streak of gray light flashed across the sky and shattered his eyes.

Pain and shame rose within me.

"A despicable and shameless person!"

call!

The battle begins.

The Whisper Saint's body was enveloped in a sea of ​​tree branches, spreading out to the sky and stretching endlessly. His strength was unquestionable among the saints, and his vast energy reserves were enough to support a barrage of continuous magical attacks.

Unfortunately, Jiang He had no interest in wasting her time with him.

When a flash of silver light appeared, the entire Imperial Arena fell silent. The Emperor suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes filled with disbelief. Vigrid looked astonished; there was actually a legendary spear in the world that surpassed even the sacred weapons.

An indescribable killing intent descended upon the arena.

Countless people in the capital felt suffocated, some even fainting and collapsing to the ground. Some great knights and adventurers turned pale, and the wailing of all spirits in their ears was extremely piercing, as if it were dragging them down to hell.

In the midst of deathly silence, a burst of silver light flashed.

The Saint of Secrets frantically searched for the enemy's figure. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw arcs of gold and silver light shattering the tree branches. Until the cracks in the vacuum spread to his side, he stiffly turned his head and saw that the enemy was already behind him.

"Rest in peace."

Jiang He sheathed the silver dragon spear and casually said, "You have nothing to regret about this battle."

As soon as the words fell, half of the Whisper Saint's body was torn apart, not only flesh and blood, but also his soul, which was damaged even more severely. Before he could even whimper, the overwhelming damage engulfed everything, and tree branch fragments fell like snow.

Jiang He turned and left the stage. With the Underworld King's Minister, a top-tier combat tool, he was fully qualified to take out the Dragon Spear.

[Hint: Number of war victories +1 (6/9)]

At this moment, everyone's eyes, from the emperor down to the wine-serving servants at the noble banquet, were focused on Jiang He.

The Imperial Arena fell silent for half a minute. There were no cheers. Faced with the unknown and incomprehensible power, and the almost dreamlike killing intent, the fervor had to cool down, and fear took its place.

It wasn't until Jiang He entered the passageway that some of the Knights of Great Achievements remembered to breathe. The top four in the Holy Tournament, a one-hit kill—this was an absolute advantage that seemed to transcend generations.

"I abstain."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Holy Knight suddenly spoke.

He chose to forfeit the upcoming duel, thus eliminating the possibility of defeating the Elf Queen and facing Prince Augustus in the finals.

The deathly silence vanished, replaced by a cacophony of noise.

The people of the capital in the stands were discussing among themselves. Although surrender was shameful and had always been despised by the empire, given Prince Augustus's power, avoiding war might be considered a wise choice, since he really didn't leave any survivors.

"Do you know what you're saying?" the Divine Knight Sage said angrily.

“I refuse to use my own head to forge his fame; this is my greatest act of defiance. Reason and courage are on my side,” said the Holy Knight. “If the Prince can kill the Whisper Saint in this way, the same will happen to me.”

The emperor spoke, "Granted."

He disliked the Sky-level and the gods, but he genuinely hoped to maintain a sufficient number of Imperial Holy Domains.

Jiang He turned around in the passageway.

On the other side, the hero Xin and the dwarf chieftain blocked the elven queen Freya, the former looking anxious.

"Don't go, please don't go."

"Freya, you are not as strong as him!"

Upon hearing this, Freya's usually cold face showed a hint of confusion. She turned around and said, "Shin, you are the hero, which is why I am willing to acknowledge you as the captain. But that doesn't mean you can interfere with my decision. I am absolutely certain now that Prince Augustus is the Great Demon of Hell. This killing intent is unmistakable."

“But…” the hero said with difficulty, “I know you are confident that you can advance to the Sky level, but what if you encounter an accident during the advancement and we lose you? How can we save the world? You must live.”

The dwarf chieftain said solemnly, "That's right, Freya. Whether you are defeated or admit defeat, you must live."

The Bishop of Fate said, "This is our only request of you."

The heroes were in complete agreement: Freya considered eliminating the Great Demon her sole wish, and was willing to pay the ultimate price if necessary; therefore, this must be restricted.

Freya stood there, stunned, recalling the deep friendship they had shared along the way. After a moment's hesitation, she replied:

"Since you all know that I never lie, I swear to you that no matter what happens, my first goal will be to survive."

The brave Xin smiled and said, "That's wonderful."

Chapter 655 Night in the Capital

The final of the Imperial Holy Tournament.

It was a battle that everyone was eagerly anticipating.

The victors throughout history have all been top-tier powerhouses renowned throughout the empire.

Everyone in the arena, including the emperor, watched intently. As both sides entered, a deafening roar erupted, with some people from the capital city even becoming so excited that their faces contorted with rage.

"Your Majesty, kill that monster!"

"Your Highness, thoroughly shatter her arrogance!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The wolf waited until the most intense sound waves subsided before speaking: "The final match of the Holy Tournament is between Prince Augustus and Queen Freya of the Elves."

On the golden battlefield, both sides simultaneously entered the combat zone.

Freya held a bow and arrow, her platinum hair cascading down to her waist. She wore a long, beige dress, the fabric of which was extremely tight, highlighting her slender waist. The dress was stretched taut at the back, creating a full, curvaceous silhouette. Her face was cold and beautiful, her skin as white as snow, and her emerald eyes were filled with determination. Her entire demeanor was aloof and serene, like an inviolable statue.

"I will judge you, Great Demon."

Jiang He's eyes were calm; among all the opponents he had encountered, the person before him was not even ranked.

"Start the war!" the demon wolf suddenly waved his hand.

Whoosh whoosh!

Freya launched the first attack, her bow drawn to its fullest extent, her perfect figure as ethereal as a celestial maiden.

The Spiritual Talent: Star Track Prediction grants arrows the effect of always hitting their target.

Heroic Armament: The Forest Titan's Pact imbues arrows with primal power, tearing through space in their path.

The Power of the Forest makes arrows resemble tree branches, yet they contain an extreme and peculiar corrosive power. The meaning of the rise and fall of all things lingers, revealing the power of a master archer.

Sky Secret Technique: Forest Arrow.

A streak of light shot out, a technique Freya had never used before. Its formidable destructive power drew the attention of the spectators from the Holy Domain. This single strike was enough to severely injure a chief bishop-level expert, demonstrating the extraordinary power of her authority.

call!

A suit of jet-black armor appeared on Jiang He's body.

The moment the Great Heavenly Imperial Jiang King Armor appeared, everyone in the entire Imperial Arena smelled the sulfurous odor on a soul level, as if endless hellfire was burning. Beneath the molten iron helmet, a pair of cold eyes inspired fear.

clang!

The streak of light struck the armor.

Like a river rushing straight into a mountain, the light split to the left and right, unable to shake the defense of the Energy King Armor. Until the aftershocks dissipated, a huge fan-shaped impact zone remained on the golden battlefield, and the Energy King Armor itself may have only had a few chisel marks.

"A defense approaching the pinnacle of heroism."

"It seems that it should be far from being this weak, but Augustus's fighting spirit... how could it be so weak?"

"The destructive power of Chaos Battle Qi is definitely not bad. Could this be the price of Chaos Battle Qi, or is someone cursing it?"

The Emperor, Vigrid, the Steel Sword Saint, the God of Shadows, and others were all somewhat surprised. Prince Augustus gave the impression of being inherently weak, yet his combat strength was unbelievably formidable. However, no one would believe that Augustus was merely at the peak of the Gold Saint realm.

call!

Jiang He charged forward, his foot firmly planted on the ground.

When the Energy King Armor's own sub-legendary speed power erupts, under the unification of the Celestial Hunter, the power and its speed ability are perfectly combined. Finally, the power of force strikes the ground, creating a thrust that creates a speed that surpasses even the Holy Realm.

Swish!

Freya lost sight of the enemy.

It's unclear when it started, but her surroundings are now filled with plant traps. Even if an enemy can't see them, they can still sense their presence if they enter. Since she was born recently, Freya doesn't have much combat experience, but fate will provide stronger guidance.

"One strike, and the battle is over." Freya waited solemnly.

But in the next moment, all the traps exploded at once.

Chu Chu Chu!

An oppressive gale swept in from all directions, causing Freya to change color slightly.

boom!

A fierce uppercut came crashing down, and fate's warning came belatedly. Freya hurriedly dodged, but her left chest was still blown apart by the enemy, and the violent impact sent her tumbling away.

"I almost died."

Freya quickly got up, ignoring the excruciating pain that almost made her mind go blank, but in an instant, a straight kick hit her in the lower back, and the crisp sound of her spine breaking echoed throughout the arena.

At the Saintly level, unparalleled speed and power.

Countless people stared at the dark figure, their faces turning pale. It wasn't just the incomprehensible power of the figure; the chilling killing intent emanating from every move gave people the illusion of a butcher of living beings.

"Stand up, Freya!"

"My Queen, how could he be so cruel!"

In the stands, the three members of the Hero Squad felt ice-cold all over their bodies. Hero Xin gripped the armrest tightly and prayed desperately.

"We must live!"

boom!

Jiang He swung a heavy punch and struck Freya on the back of the head.

In a normal Holy Domain, these punches would have killed her long ago, but Freya's body and soul originated from the peak of three heroes and were a demon-slaying weapon forged by the Sisters of Temperance.

"I can't die yet," Freya said, her mind hazy. "Augustus, stopping you is my destiny!"

boom!

The authority of the forest and the guardian spirit of great deeds erupted together.

A sapling takes root and grows rapidly.

The branches, imbued with the power of heaven and earth, shook violently, slicing countless sparks from Jiang He's helmet. Each attack was accompanied by a significant drop in energy.

"A power similar to devouring spirits?"

As the green turmoil created by the Forest Authority swept in, Jiang He gripped the Dragon Spear tightly to block, retreating dozens of meters unharmed. One of the Yin-Yang Dragon-Tiger Crossing Calamity Golden Pills shattered casually, and the energy within his body was replenished.

"Spirit of the World Tree, grant me power!"

Freya prayed sincerely, and the tree spirit began to grow rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it was already as tall as the sculpture in the arena. The sky was emerald green, and the plants in the capital became lush. The emperor and others slowly got up. This was a sign of advancing to the Sky level.

Wow!

Silver light shone in Jiang He's hand, and the dueling world descended, enveloping the World Tree and the golden battlefield, but he did not stop the enemy's advancement.

Soon, Freya's entire body was radiant with light, her celestial maiden-like appearance filled with holiness. Forged into a hero, her aura suddenly surged, soared, and exploded, with an all-around 50% increase, resulting in a leap in her overall combat power.

"Great Demon, since you've chosen to stand by and watch, then so be it and walk towards your doom!" Freya declared with a holy expression.

Jiang He's expression was indifferent; Freya, who was not at the peak of the Heroic Realm, was of no value to him.

The next moment, countless starlight fell from the World Tree.

Freya drew her bow and released a barrage of star arrows. The newly promoted hero delivered a powerful blow, the starlight striking the Energy King Armor countless times, shattering the helmet, tearing the shoulder armor, and piercing the chest armor. The power completely surpassed that of the Saint Realm, not only destroying the Great Heavenly Imperial Jiang King Armor but also leaving Jiang He riddled with holes.

"You can't withstand the next attack," Freya declared with absolute confidence.

Jiang He ignored her injuries and snapped her fingers.

call!

The power of time descends.