Volume 1 Chapter 492

Chapter 492: You’re Going for the Second Round, Right!

The first cultist’s self-detonation was just the beginning.

After his explosion, like a signal, many mercenaries present declared they would not perform anymore, and dark, muddy Power of the Evil God appeared from their bodies!

"For the Day of Revival to come!"

"For the Lord’s resurrection!"

They shouted slogans that sounded like they were revealing their cultist identities and charged bravely towards the space portal.

Then they self-detonated.

About seven or eight people exploded at once, causing a second kind of alternate plane’s energy to flow through the space portal.

Chaotic, frightening, and nauseating Power of the Evil God surged out, mixed with thin, dense sounds like sharp objects scraping against something smooth, making everyone shiver.

No one knows where jumping down now will lead.

It might be the next core area of the Ruins of Sand, it might be the Evil Divine Kingdom, or it could be hell.

But the greatest possibility is that it could get torn apart by the unfinished two otherworld channels and its own spatial structure, or thrown into the chaotic space!

This is a place that even Lolth dares not jump into!

At the same time, more cultists realized they no longer needed to self-destruct, but they did not stop there.

Instead, they turned around and rushed towards the nearby Demon Fanatics, engaging in fierce battles!

On just that giant half-orc butler, there hung three or four cultists.

The gray-black Power of the Evil God continued to erode the scales on his body, causing him to let out painful roars, before he crushed one cultist with a single punch.

Affected by the cultists, the spells of the sacrificed mercenaries seemed to slow down significantly.

Without the Demon Fanatic’s control, the mercenaries slid toward the passage much more slowly.

The scene almost turned into the second round of the previous battle between the two forces outside!

Only the South Sotua mercenaries, who came to the half-plane hoping for luck and happened to not be locked, looked at each other in surprise!

Their number made up only one-fifth of the people present.

Even when including those who were locked, there were only barely one-third.

In other words…

Most of the mercenaries who came to the half-plane had hidden motives.

The number of cultists and Demon Fanatics was even greater than that of normal mercenaries!

Compared to the feeling of betrayal by people they had known for many years, they found it more amusing.

"Damn… it turns out I don’t believe in evil gods or demons!"

In a certain mercenary group, the leader sighed as he watched his teammates and subordinates use the demons’ mystical techniques and the power of the evil god.

On the roof, Ann placed her hand on the long box and looked at Kanor with an expression that seemed to ask for her opinion.

"If I make a move… which side should I strike?"

Because the combined number of cultists and demon fanatics was somewhat unexpected, Ann knew she couldn’t take them all down by herself.

She couldn’t do it.

First, there were epic-level people among them, and second, her own epic-level active time wouldn’t last very long.

Even if Kanor would give her extraordinary cooking to help her recover afterward, it would only speed up her recovery, not extend the duration.

Currently, Kanor’s extraordinary cooking could not achieve such outrageous effects; it was still within the realm of common knowledge.

After hearing Ann’s question, Kanor shook her head.

"Wait a little longer, it is not the right time for us to act."

After hearing Kanor’s words, Dorothy looked at the cultists and Demon Fanatics fighting fiercely below, as well as the mercenaries who did not know whether to run or help, and showed a thoughtful expression.

"So, we are going to wait for them to hurt each other?"

"You could say that, but more importantly, we are waiting for… the next change."

Saying this, Kanor looked down at her feet.

Both the cultists and the Demon Fanatics were trying to open the other plane channel to turn this place into their advantage.

But in this half-plane, they are still fighting on unfamiliar ground!

The true hosts have not made a move yet!

The moment Kanor arrived here, she noticed something.

This white palace seemed to be "alive."

No, this whole half-plane seemed to have a part that was alive.

She couldn’t feel this, as even Lolth didn’t notice it at first.

Lolth knew there was an Artificial Soul here based on her own judgment.

Kanor discovered it because she felt feedback from the "Versatile Kitchenware" for the first time!

From this alchemical Sacred Tool actively sending magical signals within her body for the first time, Kanor understood the meaning of the message from the "Versatile Kitchenware."

Even though this thing has no soul, it also has a response to stress.

"There are powerful, living beings nearby."

"It has a soul."

This is the message that Kanor received.

This message undoubtedly filled Kanor with confidence.

She should be the only one present with permission… although she didn’t know why she had it, her rank seemed to be quite high.

So, if there really is a "manager" here, it must be angry that its channel has been taken over, destroyed, and misused…

Would the other party just stand by and do nothing?

She glanced up at the Autonomous Guard, which had already returned to the city wall.

When everyone first entered the city, this thing also chased after them.

But with Hood’s reminder and Kanor using the other three turned Autonomous Guards to create distractions, all the bronze Autonomous Guards stopped moving once everyone entered this area.

The core area is actually unguarded… Is that possible?

The defense level here is only higher!

So, if the bronze Autonomous Guard cannot get in here, it only means one thing.

There are even stronger defenses that have not been activated here.

It’s not like the large bronze Autonomous Guards that attack indiscriminately.

Those who come here could be guests.

But…

Not all guests are necessarily treated with hospitality.

Kanor can sense that this space corridor should lead to a very important place.

And now, they are being used by the Demon Fanatic of Silver Citadel and those cultists…

The manager here will not sit idly by.

And just as Kanor expected!

As the spatial channel grew more chaotic, a cold voice, layered with many tones, suddenly echoed within the White Sand Palace.

"Activate the counterattack strategy."

"Interfering challengers, please stop your actions!"

"Otherwise, you will face a counterattack from the Ailuo race."

As soon as those words were spoken, there was no time for either side to react.

A stream of golden light suddenly appeared from within the White Sand Palace!