71: Promoted to the Fallen Sorcerer, brothers rob the execution ground!

“Aaaah—!!”, “What is this, what is this!!”

In an instant, Jedo was engulfed by Hellfire.

Faced with indescribable agony, he finally realized how ignorant and ridiculous his previous thoughts had been.

He had actually deluded himself into thinking he could use his immature flames to incinerate a master who truly wielded Hellfire.

Hellfire.

So, this was the true Hellfire.

Only this level of suffering could be worthy of the word ‘Hell’!

Although he didn't know how Eastern Abyss coexisted with it, in the last moment of his life, he finally understood.

How could the light of a firefly contend with the brilliance of the bright moon?

He lost.

And the price of losing was to offer his own life.

It was regrettable that he came to know Eastern Abyss in such a way.

Holy Saint.

Holy Saint, save…

His last thought flashed and vanished, no miracle descended.

How could a Demon Seed, which regarded all sentient beings as mere blood-food, condescend to lend a helping hand to a weak crawling insect?

Before Jedo’s body was completely incinerated, Meng Yun extracted his innate flame from within him.

It was instantly refined.

It had to be said, the flames of an Arcane Envoy level were particularly significant for strength enhancement.

Feeling the reason boiling within him, Meng Yun realized he was about to break through.

Let’s add another fire.

Hellfire flew out, circled the underground of the Arcane Association, and upon its return, had already brought back dozens of weakened versions of Hellfire.

These came from the Arcanists who had already mastered Hellfire.

After devouring them all, an incredibly powerful aura shot straight into the sky.

At this moment, Meng Yun directly advanced to Arcane Envoy.

As a free human, disregarding the restrictions of the Demon Seed rules, he officially became the first true Arcane Envoy in this world.

Faintly, the sound of a beautiful world resonated.

This was the will of the world, celebrating Meng Yun.

“Who?”

“Who exactly is it?!”

“Who?!!”

The Demon Seed’s voice echoed in Meng Yun’s ears again.

He heard the Demon Seed’s panic.

Yes, under the interference of the Hell Emissary entry, Meng Yun blocked all means of detection.

The Demon Seed, deep underground, had no way of knowing Meng Yun’s true identity.

Vast reason surged like a tide, instantly spreading thousands of miles, and he took in every movement of the world in that instant.

Naturally, this also included Vivian, the girl who was bound to a cross, her body being eroded by countless Hellfire.

“Bro… brother.”

Vivian, possessing the ability of telepathy, already had an incredibly strong spirit; even though she had fallen into a coma from the pain, in the ethereal, she still felt Meng Yun’s gaze.

The girl felt her brother’s gaze.

Meng Yun’s reason returned instantly.

He took a deep breath, not letting anyone see his thoughts.

With this matter concluded, his strength had also advanced a level, and with the hell scepter’s bonus, he could easily unleash attacks surpassing an Arcane Envoy, directly reaching a divine level.

The future was no longer terrifying.

A path to success, though bloody and agonizing, finally showed him the direction.

“Everyone, I, Eastern Abyss, have important matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave first.”

With these words, his figure soared into the sky.

Dopa, mixed in the crowd, looked at the golden emblem on Meng Yun’s chest, his eyes burning:

“Lord Yuan! May I ask, are you going to rescue the Saintess?”

Meng Yun looked down at the identical Saintess Church emblem on his chest and nodded slightly.

“Lord, include our share as well!”

“Please!”

In the crowd, several figures, unafraid of exposure, resolutely revealed themselves.

They bowed to Meng Yun from afar.

Their strength was meager, they could only pray for Meng Yun.

Under their gaze, Meng Yun and Ruyi transformed into two streaks of light, one red and one black, and shot into the sky.

Father Eastern Abyss was going to rescue everyone’s Saintess.

Son of God Meng Yun was going to rescue his sister, Goddess Vivian.

A distance of several thousand miles, one night.

In the eyes of Meng Yun, who had now advanced to Arcane Envoy, it was no longer an issue.

Only silent travel remained.

Countless Arcane Arts were cast out of thin air as if they were free, and as if afraid it wasn't fast enough, Meng Yun also used crystals to hand-craft an internal combustion jetpack.

Dragging a long trail of fiery exhaust, Meng Yun’s body accelerated again.

At this moment, Ruyi could no longer keep up with his speed, so it simply shrunk and burrowed into Meng Yun’s embrace.

“Meow~”

This place is quite warm!

Ruyi excitedly declared that from now on, this place would be named Ruyi Plaza!

Its exclusive territory, belonging to it alone!

No one could snatch it!

Meng Yun charged forward relentlessly.

As deep night turned, dawn would eventually break.

…

“Are we really going to do this?”

“Number One, you’ll die.”

“But Vivian is the Master’s most important person, isn’t she?” Number One said in a muffled voice.

He was the first to be born, and perhaps because he wore Luo Mian’s face, he was also the most like Luo Mian in personality.

Justice first.

Disregarding life and death.

He was merely an artificial human, so if he died, he died.

“Your mission isn’t easy either; disguising yourselves as the Master to distract attention, you could easily be surrounded and overwhelmed, even the gods couldn’t save you.”

“Let’s do it!”

“As long as we’re not utterly annihilated, at worst, Meng Yun can just refine us again!”

“Exactly, who’s afraid of him?!”

“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s raid the execution ground!”

Unbeknownst to them, the morning light was already dawning.

Meng Yun had not yet arrived, but Reed City was already on full alert.

Reed Plaza was already bustling with people, a sea of humanity.

Otto sat calmly in a tall building in the plaza, by his side, two Arcane Envoys and countless Arcane Masters stood ready.

Lower-ranked Arcanists were as numerous as fish crossing a river.

Not only the Arcane Association, but the Foundation also dispatched S-rank Black Armors, ready to greet any potential enemy’s arrival.

In this reincarnation, the cooperation between the Foundation and the Arcane Association had gradually deepened.

After executing Vivian, they would immediately set off for various parts of the world to eradicate all remnants of the Saintess Church.

This included, but was not limited to, the traitor Layla, the mysterious unknown Father, and the Son of God, Meng Yun, whom countless people were secretly searching for.

Meng Yun had become the Sword of Damocles hanging over countless heads.

Until he was torn to shreds, countless people would suffer sleepless nights, even sleeping with one eye open!

“Meng Yun…”

Otto’s face was expressionless, his Arcane Staff was right beside him.

He wasn't afraid of Meng Yun coming.

In his prediction, peak Arcane Master was Meng Yun’s limit.

Breaking through to Arcane Envoy, under the Holy Saint’s rules, was simply nonsense.

Even if Meng Yun could only be an Arcane Master at most, Otto still held no contempt for him.

Counting him, there were three Arcane Envoys.

Plus the S-rank Black Armors, and countless Arcane Masters who had mastered the new Hellfire, with such an elite lineup, how could Meng Yun break through?

With dragons riding faces, how could he lose?!

Someone tell Otto, how could he possibly lose!

Otto looked at the sky and said faintly, “It’s getting late, bring out the witch Vivian.”

As Otto’s voice fell, the Arcane Association’s gate beside the plaza slowly opened.

A prisoner cart was slowly pushed out.

On the cart was an incredibly sturdy black cross.

On the cross, the girl’s arms were spread wide and tightly bound.

Her legs were pressed together and also bound to the cross.

Countless tiny flames flickered, bringing her endless torment.

Several gazes flickered among the crowd.