Chapter 348 Resurrection Altar, Balrog
William had read Lancelot's autobiography before. He believed that the Viscount of Light hadn't lied.
However, one should be vigilant at all times. He wasn't wary of Lancelot, but of the Viscount of Darkness and the dark creatures.
He was afraid that the butterfly effect would cause some things to change.
So, he had deliberately planted a small black snake on a dark creature with Epic bloodline. He wanted to trace the location at which the Blood Moon Dark Witch's resurrection would take place. He didn't expect that the place was really located under this library.
In William's previous life, Lancelot didn't have a chance to enter this underground space before the Blood Moon Dark Witch was resurrected. She had become extremely powerful in a short period of time.
In the end, the entire city had fallen prey to the Dark World.
William and the others had to enter now, before the Blood Moon Dark Witch became more powerful.
The prince glanced at the ten players squatting at a corner. He smiled and beckoned to them in an amicable manner. "Come on. It's time for you guys to stand up to the occasion."
"Huh? Oh…" Chu Liuqiu was stunned for a moment before he realized William's intention. Their role was to scout the way.
Chu Liuqiu was used to commanding others. Since he was the team leader of the champion team in the global league, no one raised any objections. "We'll form teams of two, with five teams in total. Each team will enter one by one. Be vigilant of traps and try to remain alive.
"But if you see any obvious traps, try to trigger them."
"Why trigger them? We'll probably die if we do." After saying that, Changli Jiuge fell silent. Frankly speaking, their purpose here was to trigger traps.
Some people would die a meaningless death, while others would die for the sake of gold coins and experience points.
Now was the time that they could use their deaths for a meaningful purpose.
Lucky Dream, the only Grand Deity member that was brought along on this trip, couldn't help but sigh. "I didn't expect that a rich player like me would end up being a scout for danger, just like in those movies."
Chu Liuqiu chose Forever Alone to be his teammate. Otherwise, he would've definitely teamed up with Xiao Ayin and tried to poach her again.
As the most fearless team's members, the two of them started on their journey towards death. They took in a deep breath before entering the dark cave.
Subsequently, the other four teams of players also entered, each group maintaining a three-meter distance from each other.
William and the others were ten meters apart from the players.
They could hear screaming, exaggerated rumblings, and the sound of blades cutting into flesh, all in front of them…
Burned Cinder and the others were full of admiration for Prince William.
"My Lord, you are indeed wise. We all think that the chosen ones are as weak as small mermen, yet you were able to conceive this wonderful idea. Otherwise, it would've been difficult for us to advance down this path. Some stuff here can inflict injuries upon us." Diablo exclaimed. He touched a trap that was made of rare metals, and his eyes lit up.
He immediately cut it off and stuffed all of it into his space ring…
Hmm.
There was a superb magic metal sphere that could flatten a person.
Hm, there were some barbs…
Basically, the metals which formed the traps here were magic metals enchanted by Dark magic.
Diablo plundered all of those, leaving none behind. From this, one could see the no-waste policy that the City of Dawn residents lived by.
Chu Liuqiu and the others tried their best to scout for danger, using their hands and legs to touch all places to trigger possible traps.
Although they had died numerous times in the process, they didn't pause. They continued walking ahead, proving their determination in gaining rewards and experience points.
After these ten players died two or three times each, they had finally finished scouting this underground tunnel that was at most 200 meters long.
As for why William didn't choose to dig a tunnel here?
First, it was embarrassing.
Second, he was afraid that he would accidentally dig his way into the Dark World. It wouldn't be as easy to get out then.
After all, the tunnel that the chosen ones had scouted would definitely not lead towards the Dark World. It was just a path to an altar where the Blood Moon Dark Witch was being resurrected.
Since the chosen ones were immortal, Prince William could just command them to scout for danger. He didn't need to lift a finger himself.
William and the others reached the end of the tunnel and realized that the players had stripped their equipment. Wearing white clothes resembling that of prisoners, they squatted and peeped at what was in front.
However, it was strange that the enemy hadn't appeared despite them making a huge commotion in the tunnel.
As William and the others scanned the underground space, they realized that it occupied an area of 10,000 meters. This only proved that in the past hundred years, the Blood Moon believers had made ample preparations.
The group could see a huge altar several hundreds of meters away.
Thousands of Blood Moon believers had gathered at the altar. All of them were kneeling down, constantly chanting spells that others could not understand.
Eight black magic iron pillars surrounded the altar. Blood-red runes were engraved on them.
In the middle of an altar, a female corpse's dismembered body parts were pieced together on a stone bed. It was probably the Blood Moon Dark Witch.
William's eyesight was good enough to see that the dismembered body parts were squirming around.
Hmm.
Although the Blood Moon Dark Witch was sealed, she wasn't dead.
Suddenly, the Blood Moon Dark Witch's severed head rotated and stared at William with blood-red eyes.
The prince tilted his head. So many people were present, yet, she only fixated her gaze on him. Did she have something against him?
At that moment, the severed head widely opened its mouth and let out a shrill scream.
Numerous cages appeared in the dark sky.
Everyone raised their heads to see humans imprisoned inside cages. There were tens of thousands of humans, including men, women, and children.
At the same time, Lancelot had arrived at this place alone.
Suddenly, a translucent magic barrier appeared. It enveloped the altar and the imprisoned humans, separating William and the Blood Moon believers from them.
The Blood Moon Dark Witch's severed head opened its huge mouth and continually sucked fresh blood from the prisoners in the cages…
She was sucking their souls too, gradually sucking those prisoners into dry corpses…
For many players, this scene was way too bloody and violent.
If they were any nearer to the witch, the timid ones would already have started screaming.
Fatty was doing a live broadcast even in this situation, making the viewers go through an unpleasant viewing experience.
For the first time, the viewers witnessed how terrifying the professionals, devils, and dark creatures who placed their faith in the Dark World were.
For the first time, they strongly believed that the Descent of Darkness would destroy the beautiful Gods continent.
The Blood Moon believers, who had also been kept outside of the magic barrier, suddenly turned around and looked at this bunch of uninvited visitors.
Among them, there was a tall man with horns on his head. His skin was dark red, similar to that of a devil. He looked at William and said in a low voice, "Leave now. It's your last chance."
"If I refuse to?"
"Then you have to ask my—"
The tall man hadn't finished his sentence when William arrived in front of him and pierced a sword through his chest. The Half-Elf Prince sneered, "You think you can beat me?"
"Scram!" William gave him another savage kick. Although the tall man had previously drunk a devil's blood and was stronger than an average human, he had been slammed dozens of meters back, consecutively knocking into several people.
The tall man got up and covered his wounds.
After shouting for the other Blood Moon believers to start attacking, his head immediately exploded!
William glanced at his shiny fists and cast a scornful look at the thousands of Blood Moon believers around him.
"Damn it! Kill them and protect our master until she fully recovers!" The Blood Moon believers were enraged. William was blatantly looking down on them. Did he really think that they were easy to deal with even if the Blood Moon Dark Witch hadn't regained her full power?
William really wanted to tell them.
If not for the Blood Moon Dark Witch, and the city being in an alternate dimension, even the Kerenza Grand Duchy legion wouldn't take them seriously.
What big feat had the Blood Moon believers accomplished over the past hundred years?
Digging an underground tunnel?
Building a resurrection altar?
Gee, they took hundreds of years just to do that.
The City of Dawn players could complete that arduous task in just three days…
If the Legendary Devil Lord hadn't helped, the Blood Moon believers wouldn't even know how to create the magic formation to resurrect the Blood Moon Dark Witch.
William was the first to dash into the crowd of Blood Moon believers. In a mere few seconds, he unleashed attacks across a large area and hacked dozens of professionals. Broken limbs flew everywhere.
Burned Cinder, Diablo, Xiyan, Lautner, and the others also attacked fiercely. They weren't afraid even when outnumbered by thousands of Blood Moon believers, and unleashed their most powerful attacks.
Flaming Giant, Metal Tsunami, Holy Light Angel!
Most of the Blood Moon believers were average in strength and bloodline.
Professionals with high bloodline potential were proud. They would pledge allegiance to certain major forces, but would never place their faith in a Blood Moon Dark Witch.
Out of everyone fighting, William was the most eye-catching one.
He took on 5 Grandmaster professionals by himself.
He hadn't activated any Defense but instead just aimed to kill.
However, the Blood Moon believers couldn't deal any effective damage.
Mental Strength mages?
Useless!
Various warriors of different attributes?
Useless!
The players stared dumbfounded at William's Health Bar.
After he was attacked, his Health bar decreased.
However, his Health Points would drastically increase right after.
It could not be helped.
Every time William was punched, his Health Points would increase.
Every attack would activate his Thunder Heart!
Once he sensed that his Health Points was dropping to a critical level, he would dive into the crowd and let this bunch of weak opponents attack him. In the end, they couldn't even decrease his Health bar by 2%.
Then, his Health Points would instantly show a dramatic increase.
He could regain 2% of the upper limit of his Health bar and also convert 20% of the damage dealt to him as Health Points.
Tsk, tsk!
How terrifying!
Upon seeing that William was a difficult opponent, the Blood Moon believers gathered more people and launched a joint attack on him.
However, they got more afraid as the battle progressed.
As the battle went on, William suddenly regained full Health.
Was he even a Half-Elf?
He looked like he belonged to the Titans or Dragon race!
Or was he of Behemoth bloodline?
At the same time, Lancelot had arrived at this place alone.
He seemed to know a secret and shouted, "Take care of these minions first! We'll join forces against the Blood Moon Dark Witch later."
"Damn it! They're ganging up against us, that's too much!" Several Grandmaster believers were furious. An archmage suddenly retreated to a corner.
As he started chanting a spell, a continuous rumbling noise suddenly rang across the entire underground space.
Cracks suddenly formed on the ground on which everyone was standing.
Blazing fire and magma could be seen, as if an entrance to an endless abyss had been opened.
However, that archmage did not stop. He didn't care if he used up all his magic or even lost his life.
A roar that seemingly came from the depths of hell could be heard.
A gigantic hand shot up from the magma and prevented the spatial crack from closing.
Everyone gasped. "Stop him! It's a Balrog, a creature from the mythical era. If it comes out, we are dead for sure!" Xiyan hurriedly shouted.
As she was speaking, William had already arrived in front of the Balrog's gigantic palm and punched its fingers in a frenzy…
Pom, pom, pom, pom, pom!
Five consecutive punches!
"Ow!"
The Balrog howled in pain. All of his five fingers had been fractured, and he was forced to let go.
Plop.
He dropped back down, and the spatial crack closed.
The archmage died, his face expressionless.
There were no emotions on the faces of other Blood Moon Believers too..
