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Scattered rocks lay on the parched earth, its rough surface dry and dull. The air was hot and dry, and the scorching sun baked every corner of the land evenly.

Hot winds swept across the parched earth, ruffling thousands of dry, black hairs resembling seaweed. One by one, withered flesh and ugly heads lay before Zhao Ziqi's eyes.

A strong sense of discomfort assaulted his abdomen, and the stench of roasting food assaulted his senses. His stomach churned, and Zhao Ziqi fought back the urge to vomit.

The scene before my eyes was incredibly impactful.

The parched earth was covered with withered corpses, their skin a dark brown. They scorched in the sun, their bodies swaying like tree branches. Their long, filthy black hair fluttered in the hot wind, a small tuft landing right in front of Zhao Ziqi's nose. To make matters worse, there were dozens of these living dead around him.

Among the slumbering undead, there were several mutated creatures, each over ten feet tall, with arms hanging down more than two meters long. Their filthy fingernails were comparable to tiger claws, a truly gruesome sight.

Holy crap! What a hellish start!

Is this the S-rank secret realm? The personnel have only just arrived, and the pressure is already immense.

[You have reached the S-rank instance - Ashlands - Objective: Revitalize Ashlands to clear this instance.]

Zhao Ziqi's eyelids twitched. "You're testing me, a newcomer to the superhuman realm, with this?"

The difficulty of this secret realm mission is simply hellish.

It's not about surviving, nor about eliminating something; it's about bringing this desolate land back to life.

Zhao Ziqi did not make a sound, for fear of disturbing these sleeping undead.

Looking around, a massive, abandoned temple came into view. It was not far away, and the heat wave in the air made the entire huge gray building seem unreal.

The moment he was gazing at the abandoned temple, he suddenly felt a chill on his left hand, followed by a dry, hard grip. A skeletal hand had grabbed his hand, and Zhao Ziqi shuddered violently.

Holy crap! The living dead have come back to life!

The skeletal hand was incredibly strong. Zhao Ziqi tried to break free, but he couldn't budge it an inch. He was grabbed and dragged away from the horde of corpses.

Zhao Ziqi looked at the skeleton pulling him and was surprised to see that the sleeping Moon Crown Ring was radiating moonlight. The skeleton monster in front of him grew delicate, snow-white skin and long, white hair like the moon. The skeletal hand that was holding his hand transformed into a delicate, soft, and warm little hand. She turned to look at him, with pink lips and a pair of clear, cold eyes under her long eyelashes. She was extremely beautiful.

"The Queen?" Zhao Ziqi lowered his voice.

Unexpectedly, I encountered the Elf Queen as soon as I arrived.

She even pulled him by the hand and ran towards a certain place, her voice like a song: "It's dangerous here, there's a wandering ghost."

It prevents anyone from approaching the sacred grounds left by the Mother Goddess's followers. Its vitality is incredibly strong; it's practically unkillable. Be careful not to let it discover you.

"Is it red?"

How did you know?

The Elf Queen tilted her head, her cool eyes revealing incomprehension and a sense of bewilderment.

Zhao Ziqi just arrived, didn't he?

"Because it's right in front of us." Zhao Ziqi pointed ahead, where a dark red humanoid monster floated on the rocky sand dunes.

It was extremely strange, its body floating in the air, dressed in dark red linen clothes that covered its outline, its whole body burning with flames, and its only right hand holding an extremely long flaming scythe. Under the cloak and veil, only its deep, cold eyes could be seen, devoid of any emotion.

At the same time, its name appeared before Zhao Ziqi's eyes: Hand of Flames!

"This is troublesome. I could get rid of it myself, but now you're in trouble." The Elf Queen frowned, drew a slender silver sword with one hand, and held it in front of her.

Zhao Ziqi was speechless. He was quite strong himself, not some kind of burden.

"Why don't we join forces and take it down?"

"I've tried, but I can't kill it! Even with you added, that won't change anything." The Elf Queen could sense that Zhao Ziqi had broken through two levels.

But so what?

Even the two-tiered Secret Guards were no match for this troublesome monster. Its strength was extremely powerful, making it far too dangerous and difficult to deal with.

The Hand of Flames let out a deep roar, and flames and smoke rose from its hempen robes. In an instant, it appeared in front of Zhao Ziqi and slashed down with its flaming scythe.

The Elf Queen had already sensed this. With her long legs bursting with speed, she stood in front of Zhao Ziqi and used her silver sword to block the slash of the flaming scythe.

The heat billowed her long green gauze dress, revealing her fair, supermodel-like long legs, but Zhao Ziqi had no time to appreciate it at the moment.

"Shadow!" Zhao Ziqi conjured a shadow and chose to imprison the hand of flame.

The shadowy figure burrowed into the body of the Flame Hand. Immediately afterward, Zhao Ziqi activated his ability "Intelligence," and the outline of the Flame Hand appeared in his mind. He scanned every inch of its body, finding its weak points to be the inside of its arm and the side of its chest.

"Roar!" Blazing flames erupted from the Hand of Flames, thick smoke spread, and the shadowy figures dissipated in an instant. Zhao Ziqi gripped the Thunder Cock with one hand, his pupils illuminating the trajectory, locking onto the target and pulling the trigger.

The spiraling magic bullet pierced through the body of the Flame Hand and exploded, tearing half of its body apart. However! The next second, the torn body miraculously healed itself again.

The Elf Queen frowned and said, "It's unkillable. Don't waste your energy. Find a way to escape!"

"I've figured out its characteristics. Don't worry, it's doomed," Zhao Ziqi said confidently.

He raised his right hand, which was imbued with divine light, and merged it into the thunder gun before pulling the trigger once more.

Boom! The same magic bullets struck the same spot, and the moment they exploded, the Hand of Flames let out a mournful roar. Divine light radiated and tore apart the entire body of the Hand of Flames, disintegrating into a shower of sparks that disappeared into the air.

The Elf Queen parted her pink lips slightly, and when she looked at Zhao Ziqi again, her gaze had changed.

The divine light released by the Thunderclap Gun was not the power of the Mother Goddess, but... a power outside of the Mother Goddess!

She exclaimed in amazement, "You actually possess such power! Perhaps... today we can truly find the legacy left behind by the Mother Goddess, a priceless treasure!"

"It's not 'maybe,' it's definitely possible!"

Zhao Ziqi stared at the spot where the Hand of Flames had disappeared. A ball of sparks appeared out of nowhere, forming a vortex where fire elements gathered wildly and were condensing into a blurry outline—the Hand of Flames.

"Is it an undead mechanic?" Zhao Ziqi frowned.

"Come with me, let's go into the holy land together now!"

The Elf Queen and Zhao Ziqi, their arms almost touching, arrived at the entrance to the ancient holy land.

The city wall, several meters high, had its gate wide open, revealing a lush, verdant plant behind it, with fist-sized purple flowers in full bloom.

The Hand of Flame floated in the air and had caught up. Zhao Ziqi and the Elf Queen entered the lush flower garden through the gate.

Just then, the hand of fire stopped at the doorway and did not approach. It made a hoarse sound, as if it was afraid of the plants.

Zhao Ziqi said warily.

"Something's not right with these plants. This undead monster seems to be afraid of them."

"You are underestimating the child of the Mother Goddess, the Queen of the Elves! All plants are good friends of our Elves." The Elf Queen brushed a strand of hair from her forehead with her delicate hand, turned to Zhao Ziqi with a smile, and was extremely confident.

"They will let us pass, because... they must!" The Elf Queen raised her right hand, as if singing, and recited a beautiful and elegant melody.

The plants in the flowerbed swayed to the song, their leaves sprouting giant teeth and blades, and their flowers opening their gaping maws full of enormous teeth! A hazy mist filled the air, exuding the stench of death and decay.

"Hey, something's not right."

"How could this be... what a hideous aura this is!" The Elf Queen exclaimed, her beautiful face showing shock.

"Prepare for battle."

Zhao Ziqi pressed against the Elf Queen's smooth back, holding the Silver Moon Sword in his hand. The two were back to back, surrounded by increasingly volatile and frenzied plants.

At the gate from which they had come, the Hand of Flames remained silent, holding only a burning scythe, guarding the place.

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