Infinite Hextech, I roam freely across the heavens.

Physical fitness: 78 (D+)

The support of thousands of soldiers, even with minimal subsequent improvements, resulted in a 49-fold increase in physical strength, raising Meng Li's physical power to an astonishing level.

With each step, the roar even surpassed the combined roar of the opposing knights.

No one could see what happened.

With a series of cracking sounds, even those wearing the finest armor and those enhanced by divine magic were still more vulnerable than blank sheets of paper in front of Meng Li.

"How is this possible? How can you be so strong!"

A hint of undisguised shock appeared on his composed face as the Pope asked incredulously.

Meng Li naturally didn't have the heart to explain the meaning of her abilities to him.

When he saw that the other side was using ordinary soldiers to wage a war of attrition against him, Meng Li knew that although the other side seemed to know something about him, it was obviously not much.

Faced with his talent, the other party made a decision that seemed correct, but was actually ridiculously wrong.

The knights before us are definitely not weak.

They initially have about 5-7 attribute points, and after receiving buffs, the best among them even reach a qualitative leap of 10 points.

Combined with their superior armor and combat skills, if they had all attacked at once from the start, Meng Li might not have been able to defeat them.

Unfortunately, once the Pope gave him time to develop, the outcome of the battle was already predetermined.

In order to further improve his attributes, Meng Li had been holding back his attacks, which meant the Pope didn't notice anything amiss.

Now that they are facing the final boss, Meng Li will naturally no longer hold back.

He already sensed that the exit door was inside the cathedral behind the Pope, and if he rushed in now, Meng Li could even leave immediately.

However, the semi-finished soldiers enhanced by the secret medicine could no longer provide him with displayable attribute values. Now that he had encountered such a high-quality experience pack, how could Meng Li possibly stop?

"Go to hell!"

With a chilling tone, the Pope unleashed a series of divine spells.

As he unleashed his divine magic, his face aged even more, as if he might suddenly die at any moment.

"I still have something to ask you, so don't die!"

They noticed the Pope's unusual behavior immediately. They originally planned to clear out the ragtag soldiers first before dealing with the Pope, but now it seems that they must control him in advance.

However, in just a few short minutes, the so-called Knights of Light had suffered heavy casualties.

Despite the enhancement of divine magic, the difference in their physical abilities, several times greater, made their attacks against Meng Li seem like a mayfly trying to shake a tree—laughable.

With all firepower unleashed, in just a few breaths, the Pope's elite warriors were all killed, and Meng Li quickly closed to within two meters of them.

But at that moment, he suddenly sensed a deep malice.

It was as repulsive as the filth at the bottom of a pool; this malice was not directed at him alone, but was directed at all living beings.

What followed was a sense of danger.

The pope looked up at Meng Li as if he wanted to say something, but soon a big, somewhat comical smile appeared on his serious face.

But faced with this rather comical scene, Meng Li didn't relax at all; instead, she felt a chill run down her spine.

Tiny tendrils peeked out from the Pope's eye sockets, fluttering slightly in the breeze.

And this is just the beginning.

Something unknown began to surge beneath his body, and thin, blood-red lines seemed to weave through the gaps in his armor.

This isn't a tokusatsu drama, and Meng Li won't give him the chance to transform.

I forcibly suppressed my inner discomfort.

In that instant, Meng Li's sword shot out like a streak of light, slashing countless times in a mere second.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the Pope's armor flew off, and his body was chopped to pieces.

As the crimson ball of light flew up, he died cleanly and swiftly.

But there was no sign of relaxation in Meng Li's eyes.

Physical fitness +5.

The Pope's flesh turned to ashes, replaced by clumps of pale yellow tentacles.

I don't know when, but the air around us had become still.

Meng Li wanted to step forward and cut the ominous object to pieces, but the air seemed to transform into an invisible constraint, locking him in this narrow space. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not make any move.

Under his gaze, everything around him began to mutate.

The pristine white city turned blood-red, and the silver moon in the sky burned like a raging fire, emitting no longer its holy silver-white glow, but a nauseating deep red light.

The knights of light transformed into streaks of blood-red armor, and something seemed to be trying to break free from the shackles within the materialized mist in the shadows.

This is a power that mortals cannot resist.

"Am I going to die?"

Meng Li watched as the tuft of tentacles gradually transformed into a figure dressed in a yellow robe, and a strange calm settled in his heart.

He thought he was invincible, but who could have imagined that an enemy would appear from the sky in the beginner dungeon? He had done everything he could think of, but the gap in their levels was too great, which was beyond his expectations.

He would not regret it even if he were to die.

But just as the opponent's form was becoming more and more complete.

A beam of silver light suddenly shot out from the church in front of Meng Li.

"This is... a door!"

I sensed a familiar aura from the other person at first glance.

It was a door made of the most ordinary black wood, yet now it shone with a power strong enough to withstand anything, piercing through the alienated city and tearing out a silvery-white rift.

There was no time to think.

run!

The moment she regained her mobility, Meng Li ran towards the door.

The faint white light guided him, and in just a few seconds he arrived at the door.

Open, enter, close the door.

All in one go.

There was no drama involved; everything went incredibly smoothly.

As Meng Li looked back at the alleyway he had come from, panting heavily, he was still somewhat incredulous despite his miraculous survival.

And just then...

"Slay a low-level divine creature to gain 1 Silver Hextech Lottery Draw chance".

Congratulations on obtaining the Hextech Recall (Silver) item.

"What exactly happened?"

As the door, whose countdown hadn't even reached zero, suddenly crumbled into silver dust, Meng Li immediately thought of the yellow figure from before. Only a god could possess such earth-shattering power.

But he had no idea why the other person died, or why the kill was attributed to him.

This experience was shrouded in too many doubts, and countless questions clung to him like a spider web, making it hard for him to breathe.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Li finally suppressed all her questions.

After experiencing this harrowing ordeal, he understood that to uncover the truth, one must possess power.

Even if you know some secrets when you're weak, what good is it if you can be easily crushed to death? It's all meaningless.

The answers that you can't get when you're weak will naturally come to you when you're strong enough.