I'm not just human!

After figuring out what had happened, they all knelt down in the direction of Tefaro, worshipping devoutly and expressing their deepest gratitude.

After a slight moment of distraction, Tefaro said self-deprecatingly in a mocking tone:

"I never expected there would be such a benefit..."

This village, with its thousands of households and villagers, instantly became an anchor point for Tefaro.

Although these anchor points are insignificant compared to the Sphere of Anchors, which is equivalent to one hundred million believers.

However, just as Tefal had been shaken by a part of the truth of the universe, causing his mind to become unstable, these three thousand-plus anchor points helped him regain his mental stability.

"Get up, everyone. There's no need for that. I'll go take care of some business with my brother now. We'll meet again sometime."

Tefaro smiled and casually dispersed the two patches of black light that the old magician had created, then turned to face the mountains to the north.

Even without Him saying it, Shaphat knew that this must be the location of the city of Mychi.

The residents, however, refused to get up, clearly showing their extreme gratitude and respect for Tefaro.

But at that moment, an indescribable sense of oppression descended from the sky, carrying an almost divine pressure that caused the surrounding world to tremble slightly.

This oppressive aura... is almost as eerie as that of the quasi-god in the Dream Come True sea train!

"This is... Archmage Wizreel?"

Xiafa and Tefaro immediately realized what was happening and, almost without hesitation, prepared to use the [Star Bubble] together to teleport away.

But at that moment, a majestic and silent chant, like that of a god, rang out.

"You are the supreme, powerful, and virtuous Sun God!"

"You are the eternal light that illuminates all things!"

"Grant me supreme power to utterly destroy these filthy beings and restore holiness to our world!"

Chapter 279 Miracle Fantasy: The Overlord-level Secret Contract is finally in hand, and there's even a free wish opportunity? (Part 2)

The sky seemed to be on fire.

Extremely high temperatures descended, not just hundreds of millions or billions of degrees, but temperatures beyond our comprehension, enough to incinerate everything in the world.

The sun, which hadn't moved an inch in 100,000 years, was now seemingly pulled down by an immense force, crashing straight towards where Xiafa and Tefaro were.

It was at this moment that a majestic and sacred figure appeared under the sun, with outstretched arms. He was hunched over, incredibly old, with age spots all over his face, his cheeks were thin and fleshless, and his skin was pressed against his bones, making him look like a skeleton.

However, he wore an incomparably magnificent platinum-gold robe, the unique symbol of the Supreme Grand Master, representing near-divine power and status.

That ancient, timeless chant, carrying an aura that compels all things to submit, erupted from the roar of this supreme master.

That pure and sacred magical power spread out once again, this time carrying a rich divine aura, which was also vast, pure, and incomparable.

Forbidden Technique: Burn Away the Yang Energy of All Things!

As the sun pressed down, it seemed that even without its intense heat capable of incinerating everything, the mere influence of gravity was enough to shatter and destroy this place where time seemed to stand still.

However, this forbidden technique seems to be limited to the area of ​​this small village, just as the Grand Mage Wizree said, He only wants to purify Shafa and Tefaro.

Xia Fa shook his head and sighed.

"Is this guy crazy? He'd rather kill the two of us than leave all these villagers behind?"

In that instant, the Shark Tooth Folding Knife fell into his sleeve with a thud, and the burning sensation within his body surged forth. At the same time, the Living Silver Burning Blood was also ignited, and the stained glass sphere represented by [Fourth Arcane - Probability Critical Strike] appeared, swirling around him.

Strands of black energy, like paint, were about to cover his entire body, and the critical moment of losing control was about to be released.

There was no other way. Xia Fa decided to do everything in his power to stop this attack and wait for the arrival of the "Guardian Lord".

Now that Archmage Wizreel of Arcane City has appeared, the Guardian Lord of Mystic City should arrive in no time, and this place is not large.

With a "whoosh," Tefaro also drew his most treasured scimitar. A dark aura emanated from the tip of the blade, about to engulf his entire body. His eyes, which had been lazy before, were now filled with fighting spirit.

To protect these innocent residents, even knowing they were no match for them, they still had to do everything in their power.

This might be why Shafa and Tefaro became friends; they both... share this belief!

In the air, Archmage Wizreel, dressed in a platinum-gold magic robe and holding a golden wand, looked at the two with a cold gaze, seemingly not believing at all that they could actually stop them.

But at that moment, Xiafa and Tefaro moved at the same time.

Whoosh—!

The moment a massive amount of mercury vapor erupted, Xia Fa, wielding his horse-slaying sword with both hands, unleashed a powerful slash, his blade radiating dense starlight!

Tefaro also swung his sword, but it seemed to cut through space, casually creating a starry rift that was tens of thousands of meters long.

A blinding white light, like mercury condensed, burst forth from Xia Fa's blade. This light was not an illusion, but a tangible force, heading straight for the sun that was falling from the sky.

The ten-thousand-meter-long rift in the starry sky that Tefaro unleashed was also vast and mighty, twisting space as it rushed towards the sun.

boom!boom!

However, it was useless. In front of an unparalleled grand mage whose strength was comparable to that of a transcendent great lord, the two's full-force attack was simply too weak. It was like throwing an egg against a rock or a mantis trying to stop a chariot. They couldn't even slightly offset the sun.

In the air, Archmage Wizrui's gaze grew increasingly cold, and a hint of disdain curled at the corner of his mouth.

The sun only paused in mid-air for a moment, its descent slowing slightly, before crashing down on the two of them again with unstoppable force.

The residents of the town had long since shown signs of despair. Some collapsed helplessly to the ground, some trembled as if they had lost the strength to even run away, and some desperately tried to escape, but no matter what they did, they could not escape the area covered by the sun.

If it weren't for the Starlight Curtain that Tefaro had cast earlier, which was offsetting the heat from the sun, they would probably have been baked dry long ago.

“Weizrui, you’re still the same beast you’ve always been. There are less than a hundred villages and towns in our area, and you casually wiped out one of us superhumans without considering future generations?”

Just then, a faint sigh rang out, filled with deep disappointment and endless hatred.

A faint rustling sound filled the air throughout the village, and then, sand seemed to flow out of thin air.

Upon witnessing this scene, and considering the title of "Guardian Lord" of the city of Mystic, Xia Fa and Tefaro immediately realized that this extraordinary lord had signed that overlord-level secret contract.

That's... a fairy tale world!

These grains of sand represent... the guardian castle that is about to take shape!

Sure enough, the next moment, a sandcastle rose from the ground and instantly enveloped the entire village, along with all the residents, as well as Xiafa and Tefaro, located at the western end of the village.

A strange sense of security spread, and the residents felt a sense of peace for no apparent reason. The panic gradually disappeared, and many people were still shaken, feeling as if they had just survived a life-or-death ordeal.

boom--!!!

A terrifying crash resounded overhead, and yellow sand rained down. Immediately afterwards, a terrifying heatwave pierced through the dome of the castle and swept in.

But just then, a frosty aura spread out, easily neutralizing the heat.

Immediately afterwards, a large door on the second floor of the castle opened, and the gentle voice of the Guardian Lord drifted in.

"Young men, please come out for a moment. If we have the chance, we will kill this scoundrel right here."

Xiafa and Tefaro exchanged a glance, knowing that the Lord of Guardians was referring to them. Then, their figures transformed into starlight and they flew away.

At this moment, the small village was completely enveloped by the "guardian castle" of the "fairytale world," but the sky remained bright and the sun remained in the sky, without moving an inch.

The Guardian Lord, clad in silver armor and resembling a general, stood facing off against Archmage Wizreil, holding a shield in his left hand and a spear in his right.

Xiafa and Tefaro, without hesitation, flew directly to the side of the Guardian Lord.

The Guardian Lord was completely shrouded in this armor, including a full-face mask that covered his head like an iron barrel, and a bright red cloak draped over his back. He looked majestic and imposing, clearly a veteran of many battles who had commanded thousands of troops.

“These people are called magicians. They cannot use secret incantations, but communicate with the ancient gods through chanting, thereby using various spells and even forbidden techniques. Just now, Wizreel borrowed the power of the sun god.”

Upon seeing Xiafa and Tefaro arrive, the Guardian Lord immediately provided the most crucial information.

Perhaps because they were both extraordinary beings, in this place where time stood still, He felt a natural affinity with the two of them, and without even needing to exchange pleasantries, He directly regarded them as comrades-in-arms.

"Can't be used?"

Archmage Wizreel, holding a golden wand and his magnificent platinum robes fluttering in the wind, sneered:

“I am unwilling to sign the secret pact and become a defiled person like you. No matter how powerful the secret pact is, even to an unbelievable degree, it is just a temptation from the devil.”

His tone was icy, and his gaze swept over the three of them:

"Because you possess the power of the secret covenant, you have been rejected and abandoned by the ancient gods, and can no longer use the noble and holy power of magic!"

The look of disgust on his face seemed genuine, as if the three people who had signed the secret pact were truly some utterly vile beings.

“But I think,” Xia Fa said, appearing emboldened by the presence of the Guardian Lord, a transcendent monarch, “that those of you who don’t sign secret covenants aren’t as noble as you imagine.”

He paused slightly, then looked down at the guardian castle:

“We superhumans at least know how to protect innocent civilians, but you and that old bastard just casually want to harm civilians. Are you so noble that you’ve gone to hell?”

These words immediately caused Archmage Wizrui's eyes to turn cold, and his gaze instantly locked onto Xia Fa.

Xia Fa, however, remained relentless, stepping forward and coldly sneering:

"Compared to the other side, aren't you mages more like the corrupt ones?"

Archmage Wizrui raised an eyebrow:

“Little brat, you’re just making excuses. I won’t argue with you. The people in this village were just worshipping you two. They’ve already fallen into depravity. They’d be dead anyway.”

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Fa's lips curled into a disdainful smile:

"If that's the case, we extraordinary beings at least use our own power, while you mages need to rely on the power of ancient gods. I don't see where your nobility lies from that."

These words seemed to strike a nerve with Archmage Wizreel. Anger flashed across his face, and suddenly he gripped the golden wand with both hands and raised it into the air.

This time, there was no longer a long and solemn chant, but a series of incantation-like chants, completed in an instant, so fast that Xiafa couldn't even hear what He was saying.

The Guardian's gaze immediately changed:

"Oh no, this beast is trying to escape!"

Without hesitation, he thrust his spear forward.

The moment the spear thrust out, countless "thunderclouds" appeared around Archmage Wizrui. From the thunderclouds emerged the kingdom's legion, their bodies wreathed in lightning, ready to charge towards Archmage Wizrui.

But it was too late. A pure white circular magic circle suddenly appeared behind Archmage Wizrui, followed by powerful spatial fluctuations, and his figure vanished in a flash.

The Guardian shook his head:

"Forget it, let's hurry back. Otherwise, if we're even a little slow, that beast could probably destroy our entire city of Michi."

As He spoke, He took a step forward, and a rainbow bridge stretched out from beneath His feet, instantly crossing the mountain range ahead and heading towards the unknown distance.