28: Archery Boy

Hasgard sneered, but before he could say anything, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Long time no see, Has!"

Hasgard was startled, then turned his head sharply to look, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

A handsome bald man, dressed in a monk's robe, stood in the air, smiling at him.

"Shi Jingmo?"

Hasgard suddenly realized, "Why are you like this? You said 'long time no see', that's really strange, didn't we just meet three days ago?"

"It feels like a lifetime ago, so isn't it 'long time no see'?" Shi Jingmo said with a cryptic smile, "Now I am a Disciple of Buddhism, Shi Jingmo is my Dharma name. I think you can discard that title of Divine Lord, Hasgard is the name that suits your personality!"

Hasgard's expression gradually turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "You betrayed the Master?"

"I merely held true to my original heart, how can that be called betrayal?"

Shi Jingmo put his palms together and said with a calm smile, "Besides, even if I am a guardian of the Twelve Palaces, I only guard one Master, and that is the Goddess. As for this Master... sorry, according to my Master, I have no sense of belonging!"

Hasgard's brows relaxed, and he said with a wry smile, "I guessed long ago that you would break free from his control, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. To be honest, I envy you... However, to revive the Goddess, we must rely on the Master's power, so..."

"I know, I know, so we are bound to be in opposition. This cannot be changed!"

Shi Jingmo chuckled, "So, the two of us came here to hold you back!"

Playing dirty is not as good as playing fair. Hasgard is not a fool; as long as the battle between the two of them and him is prolonged, he will inevitably notice. It's better to show their hand now, which can make him wary. This was discussed from the beginning!

"Quite honorable!" Hasgard slammed his fists together, making a sound like a bronze bell, "Then let's fight!"

Buzz!

Vast energy burst forth. Shi Jingmo had already rushed forward with a calm expression, while Yang Jian's Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade transformed into a streak of light. The three instantly collided, and terrifying power erupted, making the entire battlefield resemble Hell.

Strong winds rose, energy overflowed, and the guys on the ground, like Spartacus warriors, were blown helter-skelter.

But this did not stop their actions. These guys, with swords in their right hands and round shields in their left, were led by a burly man with a full beard, who fiercely charged towards the monk rushing towards him.

Boom!

Tang Ku was startled, he was actually knocked back more than ten steps.

"This guy's power is so strange!"

The System activated, and the opponent's combat power showed a very strange state.

Int 25, Str 83, Skill 31, Agi 24, Spd 16, Def 17

"This power is too unbalanced... And that crimson number for strength... What the Hell does that mean!"

Tang Ku looked at the person's combat power in front of him in shock, and was instantly a little confused.

"My name is Spartacus, identify yourself!"

The warrior opposite roared.

"Alright, I understand why this guy's combat power is so unbalanced!"

Tang Ku pouted.

Spartacus, the most famous gladiator in Roman history, it's too normal for his attributes to be unbalanced, because in many literary works, this guy is a fearless berserker, and that red attribute of Strength 83 means that this guy should be in a berserk state, with doubled strength.

"This is another trick of their Master. An ordinary person absolutely cannot possess this level of power!"

Tang Ku swung his fists and rushed towards Spartacus, while the slave soldiers beside him also surrounded Tang Ku.

The intensity of this great battle on the ground was no less than the battle of the three in the sky. But Tang Ku relished it, because in his opinion, all these guys in front of him were Iron Fist Points. As for Spartacus, haha, his defense is there, as long as he doesn't get hit by his moves, there won't be too much of a problem.

At this moment, Nezha had already transformed into a red light and appeared at the core of Flaming Mountain, and at that location, there was nothing but a bronze gate. And at this moment, the bronze gate was wide open, as if there was no one left inside.

"This is... too easy!"

Nezha swaggered into the bronze gate and proceeded without any hindrance. When he saw the words "Treasure Vault" written in immortal script, his heart skipped a beat, and at the same time, he understood why Shi Jingmo wanted him to practice archery.

The huge Treasure Vault in front of him was like a massive cube carved out of a single piece of iron, and its side length was a full sixty to seventy meters long.

Directly opposite, there was indeed a single large door, and on that pitch-black door, there was only a hole about the size of a human eyeball.

Nezha instantly recalled the method Shi Jingmo had told him for opening the door.

"There's a hole in the Treasure Vault. You need to stand at a specific position and shoot an arrow through the hole to open the first line of defense. But here's the problem: the moment the arrow passes through, the hole will seal itself again. However, on the innermost wall directly opposite the hole, there's a red button. That's the real switch to open the door.

And to activate the mechanism, you must fire a rapid succession of arrows. As the first arrow passes through the hole, another arrow must follow, meaning two arrows need to pass through the hole simultaneously. But the second arrow must arrive first and hit the mechanism on the wall. Both must be completed almost simultaneously, with an error of no more than half a second, only then can the Treasure Vault's door be opened!

Don't even think about opening the Treasure Vault with force, because once any destructive external force hits the Treasure Vault, it will activate a self-destruct program. All Magic Treasures will be reduced to ashes, refined into useless scrap metal by the unprovoked heavenly fire!"

Nezha scratched his head and smiled bitterly, "Why do I feel this hope is very slim? If I don't use weapons and just practice this archery, wouldn't it be great? If I had this skill, would I still need other Magic Treasures?"

Directly opposite the Treasure Vault, a hundred meters away, there was a raised stone with runes carved on it that Nezha couldn't understand.

"This must be it!"

With a helpless sigh, he could only stand on that cylindrical stone. Immediately, the runes glowed with purple light, enveloping him.

He drew his bow and nocked two arrows simultaneously. Just as he was about to exert force, he suddenly remembered another warning Shi Jingmo had given him.

"You only have one chance. If you fail, the Treasure Vault will self-destruct anyway. So, remember to succeed in one go!"

Nezha couldn't help but take a deep breath, composed himself, and then took out another arrow from his quiver. The three arrows glowed brightly, emitting dazzling light!