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Upon seeing this, Catherine Carter from afar shouted, “The Seventh Patriarch of the White Family! She’s still alive?!”

This powerful figure, who had become famous nearly a hundred years ago, had been long forgotten by the world.

However, Catherine Carter, who had studied various chronicles since childhood, recognized the source of the spirit easily.

Her voice was faint, yet “Vivian White” in the distance heard her and hissed with a strange laugh, “Hehehe, the little girl is quite knowledgeable. She even recognizes me…”

There was a certain self-satisfaction in her tone.

As she spoke, her human face transformed into a serpent’s face, and a chilling sense of terror swept through the entire Underground Palace.

However, before she could boast any further, a voice from afar broke the high tension atmosphere, “Oh my, forcefully increasing the body’s resistance to spells by raising your tier. You must be enjoying this. Pity the one you’ve possessed though. Half their life span has been cut short, their vital energies drained…”

The muttering was faint, but everyone in the Underground Palace heard it clearly.

Even without looking, Leonard Churchill knew it was Elder Clinton who spoke.

However, this guy usually doesn’t stir trouble, why is he being so bold now?

What a venomous tongue.

But Leonard Churchill couldn’t help but smirk at the comment.

Vivian White turned to glare at Clinton, who had already cowered behind a stone tablet after uttering his jab, and her expression immediately darkened.

But she was also puzzled, wondering about the identity of this man who could see through her secret technique.

However, before she could figure it out, her gaze suddenly hardened.

Because on the back of the werewolf in the distance, an illusion had also appeared.

“Huh…”

It was only then that Vivian White’s expression truly changed, and she was startled, “Who on earth is this guy?!”

Those in the Second Tier who can see the Demon God’s Phantom, even if they’ve just touched the threshold, are all people of unparalleled talent.

And it also means that the werewolf in front of them had at least merged with a Demon Mark of Legendary Quality!

….

Watching the enemy warming up, there’s certainly no easy way to escape.

The sinister smile on Leonard Churchill’s face grew broader: it’s time to go all-out.

Seeing the opponent using the Illusion of a Spell Spirit that can only be manifested in the Fourth Tier, an encroaching sense of death made him break out in a cold sweat.

But it was this palpable killing intent that made Leonard Churchill’s body instinctively restless, hormones raging.

And the illusion behind him, reflexively, revealed itself naturally.

Because if he didn’t go all out now, he’d really die.

With the appearance of the Demon God’s Phantom, Leonard Churchill moved at full speed, meanwhile shouting, “You guys go first!”

In the current situation, the four of them definitely don’t have the strength to confront “Vivian White” head-on.

Leonard Churchill only wanted to give it a try, just a try.

In a fight with absolutely no chance of victory, no matter how restless one felt inside, reason would always prevail.

As soon as he said this, Elder Clinton quickly turned around and ran.

Although Catherine Carter and Colin wanted to help, they saw the intensity of the battle and refrained, fearing they would only add to the chaos.

The three of them quickly ran towards the exit.

While Vivian White watched, a cold smile filled her face. She didn’t attempt to stop them, instead pulling out a scroll and using blood as a medium, “Spirit Communication – Snake Ritual Art!”

The curse power converged, and the spell spirit behind her seemed to come alive. A pressure like that of a Demon God came crashing like mountains.

Simultaneously, the scroll glowed brilliantly, and a horrifying curse power, not belonging to Vivian, erupted instantaneously.

Leonard Churchill wanted to stop it, but the restriction of his tier made his attacks seem feeble.

Even though his physical attributes still had an absolute advantage, the understanding of the laws at the level of rules made all his strength feel as if he was punching into thin air, without causing any fatal threat to Vivian.

“Thump” “Thump” “Thump”…

Leonard Churchill’s powerful punches, which could at least land on the enemy’s body seconds ago, were now blocked a metre away by an invisible energy field.

The punches exploded layers of ripples in the air while Vivian’s expression grew colder.

“The gap is too wide…”

Leonard Churchill murmured to himself, deliberating quickly on how to turn the tide.

The only advantage he had right now was that his physical speed surpassed her’s, allowing him to hold his ground for a while.

But just as the thought crosses his mind, the scroll from earlier suddenly exploded, and countless small white snakes gushed out from the Hexagram Array on the scroll.

There were as many of them as a volcanic eruption, and within the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of white snakes were already surging towards Leonard Churchill.

The sheer number made Leonard Churchill’s scalp tingle, and he muttered under his breath, “What a sinister technique…”

While retreating rapidly, he threw punch after punch.

But even though the horde was shattered into fragments, their number only kept increasing.

These snakes weren’t living beings, but spell spirits.

They were the transformation of a card master’s spell, encapsulating the caster’s understanding of the law!

Even if they weren’t on par with that old guy, they were definitely far superior to the Third Tier Vivian.

Even though each snake was small, they were all extremely lethal.

Moreover, there were hundreds of thousands of them.

Leonard Churchill was truly helpless now.

His techniques practically posed no threat to this kind of enemy. He couldn’t kill the host, nor could he eliminate all the spell spirits.

Even though his instant physique was now scorching due to the outburst, but he could only just protect his own life.

There wasn’t a single move that could turn the tide.

Before he could think of any solutions, the situation worsened.

The best way Leonard Churchill could think of killing the enemy was to wait until Elder Clinton and the others had run far enough and he had also lured the enemy out, then see if he could lead the disaster outside to deal with her.