554: Watching a play

“It seems like this guy has discovered something?”

Wang Chen raised an eyebrow, noticing the erratic Qi fluctuating between violent and calm around Roristil.

In his opinion, this guy had likely stumbled upon something unusual.

After confirming with the Gold Diggers that the demiplane was at least an hour away from collapsing, Wang Chen, intrigued, remained in place, waiting.

Currently, Ice Purity Su Su and the others in the Beast Pet Space had already awakened, completing their battle formation.

Leaving aside their combat power for a moment.

His current escape methods were already comparable to those of an ordinary Eight-Turn Professional.

Among the people gathered here at this moment, no one could match him.

As for the six Gold Diggers, seeing that Wang Chen still had no intention of retreating after their explanation, they all showed expressions of helplessness.

They wanted to leave, but with the Bearded man's prior example, they dared not actually take a step.

Although there were many of them now, and the probability of successfully escaping was about half, who could guarantee that they wouldn't be among the half that got caught?

For a time, the few of them could only stand obediently behind Wang Chen, waiting anxiously.

Meanwhile, Roristil's two companions also noticed something amiss.

“What’s going on?”

“Does this guy have nothing on him?”

One of them couldn't help but transmit a question to Roristil.

“No.”

Roristil's mouth twitched, and he responded with a somewhat sullen nod.

He found a spatial item on the Bearded man and, after forcibly breaking it open, discovered it contained only Kahn Family standard equipment and a few bottles of healing potions.

Other than that, it was empty, as if a rat had visited it.

At this moment, Roristil already believed what the Bearded man had said earlier.

There was indeed nothing inside the palace; otherwise, this guy's spatial item would never have been so shabby.

“Nothing?”

“It seems what he said earlier was true, Roristil, let’s retreat.”

Seeing Roristil nod, the person who asked the question spoke with a somewhat solemn tone.

A demiplane collapsing was no laughing matter.

Even the smallest ones had considerable destructive power, at least equivalent to a Saint's self-detonation.

As for medium to large demipianes, the destructive power unleashed at the moment of collapse was something even demigods and deities couldn't withstand.

“Wait a moment.”

“This guy is a personal guard of the Kahn Family.”

“I suspect the situation in the palace was orchestrated by the Kahn Family; perhaps the Treasure Trove has already fallen into their hands.”

Hearing his companion's words, Roristil shook his head and spoke his guess in a gloomy tone.

“What?!”

Upon hearing this, his companion couldn't help but exclaim, his expression as horrified as Roristil's had been earlier.

“How did this matter get tied to the Kahn Family?”

Looking nervously at Roristil, he felt utterly dreadful.

“Then what are you waiting for now? Quickly deal with this guy, then retreat.”

“You haven't heard of the Kahn Family's vengeful nature? I don't want to be relentlessly pursued by them.”

He urged Roristil, his magic power surging as he prepared to fly away from this troublesome place.

However, a single sentence from Roristil made him abandon the idea.

“Since you know the Kahn Family is vengeful, you should understand that we have no other choice now.”

“Since it's already a matter of endless pursuit, why not take the opportunity to pull off something big?”

“This…”

His companion hesitated upon hearing this, but Roristil was no longer in the mood to bother with his indecision.

He first took out a Seal scroll, sealed the Kahn Family emblem, and put it away. Then, he condensed a ball of water with his magic power and threw it onto the unconscious Bearded man.

“Hiss… Ah!”

Stimulated by the cold water, the Bearded man instantly woke from his coma. He shivered, then his injuries were aggravated, and he screamed again.

“Stop pretending! A dignified personal guard of the Kahn Family can't even endure this much pain?”

Roristil looked at the Bearded man mockingly and stomped on the wound of his broken leg.

“You…”

The Bearded man's face turned pale from the pain, but his screams stopped, and he looked at Roristil with a look of suspicion.

“You know my identity, yet you still dare to treat me like this?”

He asked in a cold tone.

“Hahaha!”

Roristil laughed mockingly upon hearing this, his eyes becoming incredibly playful:

“Your current miserable state is all thanks to me. Even if I heal you now, could you pretend nothing happened?”

“Since I’ve already offended you, I don't mind offending you even more severely.”

As he spoke, Roristil pressed down with his foot, his sole continuously grinding on the Bearded man’s broken leg wound.

Flesh and bone gradually turned into fragments, and intense pain, like a tide, assaulted the Bearded man's mind.

But at this moment, he clenched his teeth tightly, not allowing himself to make even the slightest sound.

When Roristil hadn't revealed his identity, he could have screamed to numb Roristil and create an opportunity to escape.

But now that his identity had been revealed, he represented the Kahn Family's prestige.

He could die, but he absolutely could not show an ugly display and tarnish the Kahn Family's reputation.

“Quite the hard bone!”

Seeing the Bearded man tremble all over from pain, his teeth bleeding from clenching, yet remaining silent, Roristil snorted coldly.

“Tell me, what is your purpose in coming to Godfall Land, and how much power have you brought this time?”

“As long as you answer truthfully, I can give you a quick death.”

“Pah!”

The Bearded man spat out a mouthful of blood, his tone vicious:

“Dream on!”

“Even if I die, I will never betray my companions. Just give up that idea!”

After speaking, the Bearded man directly closed his eyes, and the remaining magic power in his body violently surged.

“Hm?”

“This guy's magic power is almost depleted, yet he still plans to self-detonate?”

Feeling the change in magic power, Roristil's eyes narrowed.

Under normal circumstances, a Peak Six-Turn Professional's self-detonation would unleash destructive power that could pose a significant threat to a Peak Seventh-Order Saint.

However, at this moment, given the Bearded man's condition, his self-detonation would at most be like setting off a flesh and blood firework.

“Heh!”

“In your current state, you still want to seek death in front of me?”

“I will make you wish you were dead!”

Roristil snorted coldly, raised his foot, and stomped on the Bearded man's abdomen. A surge of magic power passed through his body, directly shattering the opponent's Source of Magic Power.

Instantly, the magic power within the Bearded man's body lost control, tearing open bloody wounds on his body from the inside.

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

Blood continuously splattered out.