CHAPTER 228: 108 EVIL GOD AND ORIGIN MATTER (PLEASE FAVORITE)

Susan supported Conni, while Carl propped up the Holy Knight. The four of them moved towards the dungeon exit.

BANG!

THUD...

The sounds of impact up ahead grew clearer.

Exiting the narrow passage, Quincy was fighting three individuals, spear shadows and blade lights interweaving and colliding.

The three men were almost identical in stature, appearance, and dress, each wielding a curved scimitar.

They moved with remarkable agility, their curved blades slashing from bizarre angles, forcing Quincy to retreat repeatedly.

"The Paul brothers!"

Upon seeing this, Susan pursed her lips. "Great Knight Quincy, do you need a hand?"

Quincy’s expression was grim. As a Great Knight, he had rarely encountered trouble he couldn’t handle in his years of wandering.

But today, he had repeatedly hit a wall.

He wanted to say he could handle it, but the mounting pressure made him hesitant to even divert his attention to speak.

"Susan," Conni shook his head. "Don’t joke. We need to get to the main hall quickly, or I fear there will be serious trouble."

"Carl?"

"Hmm." Carl nodded, raising a hand.

Water Manipulation!

The environment here was very hostile to Water Magic, reducing its power by at least half. Fortunately, it was still enough.

Streams of water silently appeared on the ground, lunging at the three brothers like venomous snakes.

SWOOSH!

The moment the soft currents touched their bodies, they transformed into sturdy ropes, binding the three men tightly.

Although they quickly broke free, the time bought was sufficient for Quincy.

Battle Skill—Thrust!

The Long Spear flashed, its tip instantly piercing the throat of one of the brothers. Fresh blood spurted out.

One man fell to the ground.

"Second Brother!"

"Little Brother!"

The remaining two brothers roared and charged at Quincy.

However, with one of them down, their coordinated assault was broken. The remaining two were no match for a Great Knight, especially with Carl assisting from the side.

In a short while, both soon perished under Quincy’s Long Spear.

"Go!"

The group burst out of the dungeon. Before they had time to survey their surroundings, they heard a deafening roar from the center of the island.

"What’s happening?"

"A volcanic eruption?"

"They’ve already started!" Conni looked towards the direction of the sound, his expression turning somber. "Not good! We need to go help!"

"Help?" Quincy sheathed his Long Spear and shook his head at this. "Unless it’s a Legendary Creature, Miss Lula and Sea God Hawke together should be able to handle it. Even if it is a Legendary Creature... it wouldn’t necessarily be impossible."

"Let’s go over there first," Carl said, his brows furrowed. His keen senses made him feel a sense of foreboding.

It seemed a terrifying aura was about to erupt.

"Let’s go!" Conni took a deep breath, stabilizing his injuries, and struggled toward the center of the island.

The others hurriedly followed.

「The Great Hall」

Dragon King’s Fury!

Lula’s eyes flew wide open.

The Dharma Seal in her body instantly released terrifying energy, merging with her Great Knight-Level life force.

Before the energy accumulated in the Dharma Seal was exhausted, her every move was comparable to that of a peak-level Great Knight. Her defensive power and explosive force were even more terrifying.

HUFF...

She swung the heavy cleaver, weighing hundreds of pounds, in a circle and chopped forward. The whistling Battle Aura even displaced the air.

A crack appeared in the ground ten meters away.

BANG!

The heavy cleaver collided with a gauntlet, the point of contact erupting with a whistling gale.

Lula felt as if she had collided with a mountain; the tremendous force nearly shattered her skeleton on the spot. She was sent flying backward.

How could this be?

Her eyes widened in shock and horror; this was the first time she had encountered such a situation after activating her superior-grade Dharma Seal.

Sea God Hawke came charging with his trident. "Be careful! Something is very wrong with this person!"

Water Burst!

The trident possessed the special ability to control water currents, and his superior-grade Dharma Seal could even incite the explosive power of water. This made Hawke’s every move tremendously lethal.

BANG!

Water coalesced into a giant trident and crashed down on their opponent. Cracks instantly appeared in the hard rock of the great hall. The largest crack stretched for over ten meters, its depth unfathomable.

As the foremost expert of Freedom Port, even though the environment on Flame Island suppressed his power, he was still clearly a cut above Lula.

Yet his all-out strike hit nothing but air.

Across from them, a figure stood ramrod straight—Cherry, the Island Master of Flame Island.

"Heh..." she drawled. "Not bad!"

She was clad in armor forged from fine steel, which shone with a dazzling light. Each plate had been meticulously carved, as if the very power of flames was infused within.

On her helmet, a phoenix motif was so lifelike it seemed ready to take flight at any moment. Its crimson eyes burned like actual flames; a mere glance for a few seconds would make one feel as if their body were on fire.

Her armguards, greaves, and skirt armor seemed to flow like molten lava, with flames dancing all over her body. Every swing of her arm, every punch she threw, carried roaring flames that incinerated everything nearby.

She was like a being of fire.

As she stamped her feet, the solid rock beneath them turned to magma under the intense heat, occasionally spewing upwards.

"No wonder you had the courage to come see me!" she declared. "The Flame God favors powerful sacrifices. By offering you as sacrifices, I will receive even greater favor. HAHA... Die!"

BOOM!

The earth trembled and magma erupted as Cherry, wreathed in flames, charged violently toward the two. While in mid-air, she waved her hands repeatedly, and streaks of fire rained down like a torrential storm.