CHAPTER 1022: CHAPTER 1024: HOLY CITY

After the battle ended, the demon hunters who were previously arranged to take refuge, returned to the Mountain Wildflower House.

They did not know exactly what had happened, but the signs of battle on the other side of the Hot Spring Lake, along with the disappearance of six tourists and several demon hunters of the Assimilation Realm and above, all told them that something major had occurred here.

Wen Wen and Tao Qingqing, however, did not leave; the next destination of the tour group was the Holy City, and they only needed to normally follow the group to reach their destination.

Looking at Wen Wen and Tao Qingqing, who were still eating and drinking as they should, Sifumo didn’t know what to say. The previously harmonious tour group suddenly broke apart, making him sigh involuntarily.

Participating in this kind of unfolding of the Cup of Divine Blood battle was something he had never anticipated, and the most fatal thing was he had no way to inform the higher-ups of the Hunter Association about it.

Otherwise, if the association sent a dozen True Sequence hunters to ambush in the Xizhu District, or even if they could enlist the help of a Judicator from the Dongyou Region, no demon yao or monster would pose any threat.

Now, under the premise of knowing nothing, they could only head to the Holy City’s Xizhu District to participate in the Cup of Divine Blood battle.

Wen Wen walked over to the frowning Sifumo and comforted him, "Although your detection skills are a bit weaker than mine, seeing that we’re both detectives, if it really comes to a life-and-death struggle, I’ll spare your life."

"Go away, don’t cause trouble for me, I’m already vexed as it is."

Sifumo rubbed his forehead in frustration, not worried about his own safety; the Hunter Association entrusted him, someone with only Upper Sequence power, to fully handle the Cup of Divine Blood event, of course giving him enough trump cards so that he would not easily face life-threatening dangers.

What worried him were those mysterious other contestants, and the safety of several demon hunters on his side.

...

The Holy City is not a nickname for a city but the name of a city itself.

Such a name would become a joke if bestowed upon any other city, but for the Holy City, it is truly deserved.

Because this is the holy land of the Creation Church, where the Saint Heir was assassinated, and from where the Creation Church arose.

The ancient district of the Holy City has many earthen buildings, which are themselves precious historical relics.

The ancient district is now uninhabited, but opened as a scenic spot, with the Saint Sophie Cathedral at its core being the oldest cathedral in the Federation.

The cathedral has no modern equipment; an old priest with white hair and beard leans on a cane, sitting on a chair.

This old priest is a gatekeeper, having stayed here for forty or fifty years, a hundred years ago he was here too, maybe he has always been here in more ancient times.

No one knows how old this old priest is, nor what strength he possesses.

The only certainty is that since the establishment of the Saint Sophie Cathedral, no evil creature has ever set foot inside.

Even recently, when the Abyss Eye attacked the headquarters of the Glory Church, it went inside through another entrance.

Behind the old priest, a water-like phantom emerged, and several young figures came out from it. These people, male and female, had different expressions, all wearing white uniforms.

They had been receiving training at the headquarters of the Glory Church, considered the most outstanding young generation of the Divine Descendant Sect, each bearing various imprints on their hands.

Yes, just like Wen Wen and others, they were also participants in the Cup of Divine Blood battle.

Their sole purpose was to win the Cup of Divine Blood battle and make the one correct wish.

This is the only chance in hundreds of years for the Glory Church to participate in the Cup of Divine Blood battle, so these young people must win.

The old priest glanced at them and said in a flat voice, "You shouldn’t go, and that thing shouldn’t appear again. Once you walk out of the doors of the Saint Sophie Cathedral, you will have no chance to come back."

The young people scoffed at the old priest: "You old thing, you’ve fallen behind. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and we... will definitely win!"

Aside from some elders of the Glory Church, many clergy showed disrespect toward the old priest because they believed that he was merely experienced and otherwise capable of nothing.

Otherwise, why would he be such an old man and still just a low-level priest?

With the confidence of certain victory, they came to participate in the Cup of Divine Blood battle, for them, the only opponents were the companions around them.

Although internal opinions on the Cup of Divine Blood were divided within the Church, which prevented the Glory Church from focusing all its energy on this battle, the five young clergy members participating all had their own trump cards.

Every young clergyman had a powerhouse from the Glory Church guarding them, as long as the imprint on their hand remained, the powerhouse would protect them, aiding them in combat to win the Cup of Divine Blood battle.

Moreover, the location of the Cup of Divine Blood battle this time was in the outskirts of the Holy City, giving them a significant advantage, so how could they lose?

...

On the jolting bus, Wen Wen was feeling dizzy from the bouncing.

Now it was the evening of the second day, with less than two hours left before the Cup of Divine Blood battle commences.

Originally, they should have arrived yesterday, but because the Wanderer who could traverse space with the entire vehicle left, Sifumo was now driving.

Thus, they unsurprisingly got lost...

However, Sifumo is somewhat talented; within such a short stretch, and with only one route, he managed to take the wrong path.

If it weren’t for Wen Wen having beforehand arranged for the Golden Yingying Monster to drop a few monsters into the Holy City, he would have long left Sifumo and rushed ahead on his own.

Now, he could conveniently use the connection to the Sanctuary to teleport to the Holy City’s Xizhu District, so he followed Sifumo leisurely, wasting time.

Sifumo gripped the steering wheel and awkwardly said to Wen Wen, "Did you see that sign just now? We’ve already entered the Holy City’s realm. No problem finding the pre-rented hotel in an hour, then another hour to get to the Xizhu District; we definitely won’t be late..."

Wen Wen didn’t respond to him but contemplated how to approach this Cup of Divine Blood battle.

He was not very concerned about the mortal threat posed by the Cup of Divine Blood itself; he cared about the Cup of Divine Blood itself.

Initially, when he battered those six monsters to a messy pulp, the Catastrophe Gloves indeed had some kind of craving for that pulp. Although the feeling quickly disappeared, Wen Wen absolutely would not ignore it.

This indicated that the complete Cup of Divine Blood might be useful for the Sanctuary, so Wen Wen was determined to obtain this Cup of Divine Blood!

However...

The Holy City as a place...

When Wen Wen recalled how he had once severely offended the Glory Church, he felt slightly tooth-aching, knowing that there wasn’t even a demon hunter squad here, it was completely the Glory Church’s domain.

But Wen Wen quickly thought, the one who offended the Glory Church most was the Catastrophe Level Powerhouse Black Cross, so what did it have to do with him, Detective Wen Wen?