Chapter 357 - Nine Flying Heavens
However, this group was a little different from the others.
They all wore robes to hide their appearances as much as possible, but the bustling Oasis of the Ever-White Desert did not care about their arrival, much less recognize them.
The flame and ambition for the Resurrection Stones kept growing rather than fading with time, drawing the attention even of distant Kingdoms. A small group like this passed unnoticed by the majority.
The white-haired elf looked around curiously.
After all, the Teleportation Incident was the moment when her entire life was turned upside down completely.
He could not say that he shared the good feelings. That time had been quite miserable for him. But, looking back on it, it had been necessary.
Ruijerd spoke at that moment:
Rudeus looked away from Sylphy and focused again, remembering their objective there.
"Hehe, no wonder Grandma beat you all up!"
Indeed, the recruitment mission involving Atoferatofe had gone from bad to worse very easily.
Sylphy immediately snorted:
Kalman was surprised at being attacked and shot back right away:
Rudeus saw his chance and added:
Kalman’s face twisted into a grimace as he muttered:
Then he continued:
He made his attempt to change the subject.
"We need to investigate this Labyrinth, and its likely connection to the Resurrection of the Demon God Laplace."
"Ah! That’s right!"
It seemed that, in some loops, around sixty years in the future, a particularly fanatical cult might or might not appear, whose great objective was the resurrection of the Demon God Laplace.
The Sun Treasure Cult should never exist in this timeline.
Using the Resurrection Labyrinth, Laplace really could revive some years ahead of time, but he would revive in a very special way due to the peculiarities of the Labyrinth.
That made eliminating him and extracting the Sacred Treasure he carried extremely difficult, and it almost always led to its destruction. Because of that, Orsted always chose not to do it.
In all loops, Laplace had never revived this early. Even when this Labyrinth appeared, it was always sixty or more years in the future.
All of his attempts failed.
And yet, with this Labyrinth appearing here at this moment, a thorough investigation was necessary, because a half-immortal Demon Laplace would be an impossible variable to control at this point.
And while Kalman did not seem especially interested in hearing about Laplace’s Resurrection, the Superd demon accompanying them changed his expression to a much darker one upon hearing Laplace’s name.
And it was also the reason Rudeus contacted him in the first place.
He also seemed extremely interested in continuing his vengeance, so it had been very easy to bring him here.
"Hm, but how are we going to do that? Are we simply going to enter the Labyrinth and explore it the traditional way?"
"Rudeus, several presences moving at extremely high speed ahead!"
Rudeus activated his Foresight Eye without delay.
"Blend in with the adventurers, do not draw attention!"
They had not even covered ten meters before a huge explosion sounded in the distance.
Without pause, more sounds began to ring out, indicating a violent battle.
As soon as they blended in with the other adventurers, who did not even give them a second glance, completely focused on the crashes, Ruijerd finally turned to truly observe the battle with his Magic Eye.
A hooded swordsman glided across the ground like lightning.
Even so, it was not only the swordsman’s abnormal speed that surprised Ruijerd.
At that exact moment, he heard a sinister voice reverberate everywhere.
"Nine Flying Heavens."
The lights stretched like bolts everywhere, creating cracks in the earth hundreds of meters long while the forest of the beautiful Oasis was torn to pieces, and the shockwave finished ravaging what was still intact.
The swordsman slid a few more meters, but did not move even a single centimeter more after he stopped sliding.
Ruijerd thought that, if it were him, he would not be so worried either. Who could survive such an overwhelming technique? He himself would be split into pieces if he were targeted, with no resistance.
Even if he could not keep up with or fight against Kalman III, he could see and understand his movements perfectly—he had tested that during the journey.
But that strike surpassed his wildest imagination.
Brown hair. Short brown beard. A calm smile.
But Ruijerd spoke at the same instant:
It was obvious that he knew the description of the Martial God. He was quite easy to mistake, but his skill with a blade could never be disguised.
She had a very vivid memory of facing the Martial Emperor, and was not even slightly interested in facing him now that he was the Martial God.
"He is fighting someone, nobody leaves here!"
Meanwhile, around them, the adventurers who did not know what was going on split into two sides: one immediately ran to see the battle and what it was about, and the others immediately ran away to avoid being implicated.
A man walked casually beside one of the cracks created by the strike.
He wore a dark blue robe, but his face was exposed. He was talking with Jino, and seemed very satisfied while resting his sword on his shoulder.
And then, a man with a skull-like face appeared as well.
Both seemed to be talking with Jino.
"The Martial God is currently in conflict with the Ogre God Malta, the Death God Randolph Marianne, and the former Sword God Gall Farion."
They had not even arrived yet, and they had already found several world powers in an all-out battle?
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