Seal of God: Crossing the Snake Demon God, Devouring Evolution

Li Zhengzhi was sitting in the VIP seat of the Magic Temple. His face was covered with a layer of dark clouds and he looked quite ugly.

As the main planner of this year's competition at the Magic Temple, all his ambitions and expectations were thrown into chaos the moment he saw An Lan show up.

His thoughts involuntarily drifted to that man - An Lan.

In Li Zhengzhi's eyes, this Temple Competition should have been a great opportunity for the Magic Temple to regain its glory.

For a long time, although the Magic Temple was ranked among the six major temples, it lagged behind others. This was like a thorn in the side for the arrogant Li Zhengzhi.

To this end, he took great pains and began careful planning several months in advance.

From selecting elite contestants, to formulating detailed tactical strategies, to secretly mediating with other forces, he calculated every step with extreme precision, and everything seemed to be developing in the predetermined direction.

However, An Lan's way of participating in the competition was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, completely disrupting his plans.

Who could have expected that An Lan would not participate in the competition with the main force of the Knights Templar, but instead participate as an independent unit with his title-level demon hunting group which had only been established for ten years.

This move was really beyond everyone's expectations. Li Zhengzhi was even more suspicious and wondered to himself: What exactly does An Lan want to do?
With just his fledgling demon hunting group, he actually wanted to challenge the six sacred temples with profound background? This was simply a fantasy.

In Li Zhengzhi's opinion, this is simply an impossible task.

Thinking of this, Li Zhengzhi's tense nerves relaxed slightly and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

In his eyes, even if the title-level demon hunting group is quite powerful, there are only a handful of people in it. How much trouble can they cause?

Unless every member of the group can reach the terrifying strength of the Demon God's Fall Demon Hunting Group.

The Demon God's Fall Demon Hunting Group is an existence that attracts the attention of the entire Holy Alliance.

Every member of the group is a top-notch warrior at level nine, level four, and their strength is unparalleled.

Even if they were separated and returned to their respective temples, they all have the ability to become the backbone and leaders of the temple.

At this moment, a resounding voice sounded over the trial field: "This participating title-level demon hunting team consists of eight people, all of whom are under a hundred years old, which complies with the competition rules. This demon hunting team is called Ragnarok."

As soon as he finished speaking, a brilliant golden light poured down from the sky above the VIP platform of the Knights Templar.

When the light faded, eight tall figures had stood firmly in the center of the venue.

They were the mysterious visitors who showed up after all the contestants from the six holy temples had entered.

The eight men were dressed in black cloaks, covering themselves tightly from head to toe, leaving only a pair of eyes as sharp as hawks, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

For most people, the name of the Ragnarok Demon Hunters is unheard of and extremely mysterious.

Everyone was whispering and discussing, wondering about the origins of this demon hunting group that suddenly appeared.

An old man sitting in the front row stroked his beard and whispered, "I've never heard of this Ragnarok Demon Hunter Group before. Judging from the way they appear, I'm afraid they have bad intentions."

A young magician nearby echoed, "Yeah, An Lan never plays by the rules, maybe he can really make a name for himself."

Chen Zidian, the highly respected judge of the Holy Alliance, stood up at this moment, with a solemn look on his face, and said loudly: "I swear on the honor of a demon hunter that the qualification of the Ragnarok Demon Hunter Group to participate in the competition will be treated fairly and equally. Next, the first round of the Temple Competition, the elimination round draw ceremony officially begins!"

In an instant, two dazzling white lights suddenly appeared like lightning, flashing and interweaving violently in the air.

Finally, the light slowly stagnated and pointed in two different directions, accurately illuminating the figures of the two contestants.

At the same time, accompanied by a low and powerful magical fluctuation, a transparent light shield flashing with colorful light slowly rose up, tightly covering the entire trial field.

This light shield was constructed by the joint efforts of many powerful members of the Holy Alliance using magic combined with an exquisite magic circle. Its defensive power is terrifying, and it can remain standing and safe even when bombarded by divine artifacts and powerful domain forces.

The one who controls the core hub of this light shield is Chen Zidian himself.

In the rest area of ​​the Knights' Temple and the Magic Temple, the two contestants stood up slowly with solemn expressions and strode towards the center of the trial field. As the two took their positions, the first individual competition officially began.

The time for this temple competition is tight and the schedule is extremely tight.

Excluding the Priest Temple and the eight members of the Ragnarok Demon Hunters, there are a total of 188 contestants.

Every game concerns the honor and future of each temple, and there is no room for slackness.

After entering the Holy Alliance Trial Field, the knight decisively took off his heavy armor and chose to fight with bare hands.

According to the rules of the game, no profession is allowed to use equipment and elixirs during the game. However, the knight has a special ability - summoning a mount.

In this trial field, mounts are regarded as an organic part of the knights' own strength and are their indispensable combat partners.

The knight turned slightly, and a golden six-pointed star pattern suddenly flashed behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar resounded throughout the venue, and a majestic tiger emitting dazzling golden light appeared out of thin air.

This golden tiger is huge, with wings on its back, and is over five meters long. Its muscles are smooth and tight, showing its kingly demeanor.

As soon as it appeared, it opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a series of light bombs like cannonballs, whizzing towards the magician opposite.

This is the Holy Tiger of Light, a leader among the eighth-level magical beasts with extraordinary strength.

Being able to drive such a powerful mount, the knight in front of him is certainly no ordinary person.

He is an elite carefully selected from the Knights Templar. After going through layers of rigorous selection, he was able to become a member of the Platinum Base Knights.

At this moment, standing on the trial field, his cultivation has reached the terrifying peak of the eighth level, and he is only one step away from the threshold of the ninth level.

His opponent was a fire magician. Due to the restrictions of the competition rules, the magician was not wearing a gorgeous robe, nor was he holding a magic wand that symbolized power.

But even so, his strength should not be underestimated.

I saw his hands dancing rapidly in the air, drawing complex and mysterious magic patterns.

As the magic pattern took shape, a giant bear with flames burning all over its body appeared out of thin air, taking heavy steps and charging towards the knight on the opposite side with great momentum.

This is not an ordinary summoning magic, but an elemental summoned beast condensed by the fire magician with his deep understanding and control of the fire element.

When a professional's cultivation breaks through to the eighth level, he can use his own attributes to summon elemental summoned beasts that match his own strength.

The giant fire bear in front of him also possessed the strength of an eighth-level magical beast, with amazing explosive power and excellent sustained combat capabilities.

However, summoning and maintaining such a powerful elemental summoned beast consumes a lot of spiritual energy from the fire magician.

The giant flaming bear was like a burning wall of fire, firmly restraining the knight's actions.

Upon seeing this, the fire magician in the back began to mutter to himself, chanting an ancient and mysterious spell, preparing to release even more powerful magic.

However, without the assistance of the magic wand and magic robe, even with his profound eighth-level cultivation, it would take a certain amount of time to condense the magic power if he wanted to cast powerful magic.

In contrast, the knight's fighting style is clean and neat, without any delay.

He squeezed his legs together, rode on the Holy Tiger of Light, and rushed towards the magician behind the Giant Fire Bear like a golden lightning.

In a same-level duel, the magician's attack power is often the most powerful, and the knight knows this very well.

Therefore, if he wants to defeat the opponent in front of him, he must do everything he can to interrupt the magician's chanting and never let him release his powerful magic smoothly.

(End of this chapter)