A Comprehensive Network: An Endless Adventure Begins as a Wanderer

Cheng Yi's consciousness returned to his body.

He stared into the non-existent distance, as if through this peaceful dreamscape he could see the blood and fire of the outside world...

Upon hearing the ancient tree's request, Cheng Yi nodded silently.

Then he took out the Nameless and Lumibia's Silver Sword from the Lake from his backpack.

"Give me some time..."

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Pavel glared at the war knight opposite him.

As a paladin who upholds the oath of light, and even more so as a paladin who names his battleband "Practicing the Righteous Path".

Besides the evil deeds that pervaded the heavens and the scum of the nine hells, what he was most angry and disgusted about were these people in front of him.

These were his former compatriots, now his mortal enemies.

In fact, for a paladin, no matter what kind of oath they have taken, from the moment they fall into the evil camp, they inevitably embark on the path of breaking their oath.

It's just a matter of how long it takes.

Those who break the oath will lose the favor of divine power, but the blades in the hands of these war knights still gleam with divine light.

devil.

Pavel stared wide-eyed in grief and indignation. The devil's seduction had transformed these sworn paladins into an even more evil being.

One who breaks an oath.

The ultimate evil slash raised high by these oath-breakers is the extreme opposite of the ultimate holy slash.

As the overwhelming evil energy erupted, Pavel's righteous warband broke through the War Knights' defenses and headed straight for the nearest evil aura.

What appeared before him were these sworn knights and a blood sacrifice site littered with wreckage.

Without a word, holiness and filth collided!

war!

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Amidst the overwhelming malevolent energy at the very center, Noxshad emerged from a portal flowing with hellfire and took a deep breath of the air of this material plane.

"As expected, this vibrant, life-filled scent smells sweeter!"

He let out two strange, cackling laughs.

As a centurion of a horned demon, he was very clear about his goals.

With the Empire now their puppet and henchman, the demons have discovered many weaknesses in the protective barrier of the Calipis plane's crystal walls.

In other words, they are the pillars that support the existence of this plane within the sea of ​​world communities.

And the ancient dream tree deep in the boundless fairy wilderness is one of them.

The demons' ultimate goal, evil and cruel, is to destroy all these pillars of the world, thereby causing the plane of Callipus to sink.

At that time, those great demons will have the means to drag the deeply corrupted plane of Callipus into the Nine Hells, and contribute to its development.

However, merely destroying the pillars of the world is not enough to establish a connection between Callipus and the Nine Hells.

Therefore, the empire's war tactics were extremely necessary.

Through a series of wars, the demons sketched out a grand blood sacrifice across the entire continent, pointing towards the Nine Hells.

Now, most of the plane has fallen.

Although the Imperial Army has shown signs of decline in some local war zones, that can no longer hinder the devils' long-term plan.

So, the devils decided to simply stop acting...

They decided to corrupt the entire Church of the Fathers of War, which they directly controlled, by holding a ceremony to bring Noxshad down to the material plane of Callipus, thereby accelerating their evil plans.

Noxhad glanced around and saw several priests kneeling devoutly on the ground amidst the blood and corpses, and the knights who had broken their oaths standing silently around them.

Morpheus actually did a pretty good job...

This guy has twisted faith and corrupted paladins; it seems he'll receive a hefty reward from the Duke.

Noxard was somewhat resentful that he was doing dangerous work, while Morpheus received a much richer reward simply by talking.

But he decided to focus on the task at hand.

With a flick of his tail, he swept over the priests who had performed the blood sacrifice.

Nokshad grinned.

Then, amidst the confused and fearful gazes of these priests, they were devoured completely.

After all, these traitors were essentially just blood packs used to quickly restore his strength, which had been damaged by forcibly entering the material plane.

However, he did nothing to those sworn knights.

Firstly, he feared Morpheus would turn against him; secondly, these oathbreakers would likely end up under his command in the future…

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Noxhad raised his crimson bone wings and prepared to fly towards the location of the ancient dream tree deep in the Fairy Wilderness.

But at that very moment, a short sword radiating a divine light pierced his body from nowhere...

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Although Cheng Yi couldn't quite understand why this devil would kill his own troops first, it didn't stop him from seizing the fleeting opportunity.

The nameless creature, radiating a holy, silvery-white light mixed with the ferocious power of blood, plunged straight into the heart of this demon.

Noxshad let out a piercing roar from purgatory. His body began to swell, and countless evil runes appeared on his dark red skin.

The crimson bone wings on its back suddenly spread open.

Noxshad turned around and swung his bone whip, which was burning with black and red flames, fiercely into the void behind him.

But Cheng Yi was no longer there.

He vanished from the shadow of the devil, appearing silently and invisibly ten steps away.

Noxhad surveyed his surroundings grimly. Having just taken that sword strike, he was now much weaker than when he first arrived in the material plane!

Damn rats!

When I find you, I'm going to give you a good beating!

May you suffer endless torment in the Nine Hells for eternity, never to be reborn!

As he was thinking this, he saw a deep darkness erupt before him.

Dark magic?

Noxhad let out a strange laugh, flew away, and spat out a huge black and red fireball from his mouth, completely covering the area of ​​the dark magic!

Chaotic Fireball!

Little mouse, you're still too green to play with me...

But just as he was thinking this, another vicious, holy stab pierced through his body...

Cheng Yi was not in the area of ​​the Dark Arts at all!

This is a feint attack.

Enjoy the ancient wisdom from the East, you scum of the Nine Hells!

Noxad felt a sense of dread as his body teetered on the brink of death.

He wasn't afraid of death, after all, even if this body died, he could be resurrected in the Nine Hells after a period of time.

Noxhad's real fear was that he would be unable to complete the task assigned by the Duke.

That man's capriciousness, cruelty, and tyranny had left a deep shadow on him.

First, escape from here, then plan the Duke's mission.

Noxhad made up his mind, and his body was about to disintegrate into a pile of black and red particles.

However, his anticipated smooth escape did not materialize.

Unseen, a pair of jet-black boots were firmly pressing down on the shadow of this devil.