Chapter 965 - 965 The Holy Thorn
965 The Holy Thorn
Erin’s eyes widened. She saw the soil beneath Fang Heng’s feet rolling and numerous palms reaching out from the ground!
What was that?
Ghouls?!
At Fang Heng’s feet, vine zombies began to resurrect.
More magic arrays were circling the ground.
Huge fusion Tyrant forms also began to climb out of the ground.
Then, the previous fusion Tyrant forms rushed in from the outside after they finished dealing with the blood Marquises outside. They blocked the entrance to the Angetas cave with their bodies.
Fang Heng’s gaze didn’t stay on Erin for long. He took out a Holy Light spear from his backpack and strode towards the ancient tree of Angetas.
“Stop!” Marquise Erin took a few deep breaths and tried to stop Fang Heng while enduring the discomfort in her body.
“Whoosh!”
As Fang Heng dashed forward, he suddenly waved the Holy Thorn in his hand.
Buzz…
A dark golden radiance made Erin’s eyes flash.
Her face turned ghastly pale and she dodged to the side.
In that short exchange, a layer of cold sweat had appeared on her forehead!
Such a terrifying holy aura!
What was that weapon?
If she had been unlucky enough to be hit by that weapon…
Erin didn’t dare to think further.
Not only did the other party have a strong blood affinity that could affect her blood flow, but he could also control the power of the Holy Court?
Who the hell was he?
Fang Heng glanced at the bewildered Erin from the corner of his eyes and scuttled all the way to the vampires’ sacred tree Angetas, and stood on a branch that extended from the ancient tree.
[Hint: You have received an emergency message from the survival radio.]
[Mo Jiawei: God, Prince Carl has escaped and is heading towards you! Be careful!]
[Fang Heng: Got it. No worries.]
Erin stared at Fang Heng.
She was already extremely afraid of Fang Heng and didn’t even dare to get close to him. She could only use words to deter him, “You can’t escape. His Highness the Prince is already on his way.”
Prince Carl?
“What if I don’t?” Fang Heng curled his lips and took off the mask on his face.
Looking at Fang Heng’s face, Erin was shocked.
It was actually him?
…
Outside the vampire’s Elders Council, which was in a state of chaos, after Meng Hao led the way for Fang Heng, he immediately retreated. He met up with the Pious Guild players at a safe spot.
Everyone had done their best in this cooperation and left the final fatal blow to Fang Heng.
Everyone gathered anxiously, waiting for the news.
Seeing that nothing had happened after a long time, Ah Ding asked anxiously, “Boss, why isn’t there any news from Mr. Fang yet? It’s about time, isn’t it?”
According to the original plan, Fang Heng would kill his way into the Angetas cage and destroy the sacred tree Angetas with the Holy Court’s holy weapon, the Holy Thorn.
Once Angetas was destroyed, the strength of the vampires would gradually decline. At that time, they would think of ways to get some benefits.
However, as time went by, there was still no news from Fang Heng.
Meng Hao frowned hard.
Could there be a problem somewhere?
The most likely trouble that they would encounter was that the Holy Thorn was not strong enough to completely destroy Angetas.
Meng Hao had raised this concern to Fang Heng, but the latter had patted his chest and guaranteed that there wouldn’t be a problem.
It should not be a problem. Fang Heng was strong enough to finish off the weakened Angetas.
Even if he couldn’t completely destroy Angetas, he should have heard the game’s hints.
Meng Hao warned himself to remain calm, and said in a low voice, “Don’t worry. Trust Mr. Fang and we’ll wait.”
At the entrance of the Angetas cave, Prince Carl immediately pursued Fang Heng in the direction he sensed the latter after he broke free from the sealed coffin.
“That guy!”
Prince Carl had never expected that Fang Heng would dare to come here!
To think he even wanted to make a move on Angetas!
Carl didn’t want to admit it, but he was really panicking!
It wouldn’t happen.
It would be okay.
District 9’s Angetas had been carefully raised and had absorbed thousands of years of power. It was extremely powerful.
In addition, there were also a large number of vampire guards in the cave. Even he could not finish them in a short time, let alone Fang Heng!
It was impossible for him to destroy Angetas!
Carl was very sure that Fang Heng couldn’t cause any damage to Angetas in a short time, but he still felt uneasy.
He arrived!
Seeing the entrance to the Angetas cave gradually appear in front of him, Prince Carl quickly rushed in.
Why was it so quiet?
Prince Carl couldn’t help but stop when he stepped into the cave.
His face was gloomy, and the corners of his eyes twitched as he stared at the sacred tree Angetas.
How did this happen?
The originally lively Angetas seemed to have fallen seriously ill. Large pieces of yellow leaves were scattered on the ground, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves.
“Oh, you’re here. You’re a little late.”
Fang Heng was standing on a branch that extended out of Angetas. Then, like a good friend who had not seen each other for many years, he waved at Carl.
“Fang Heng!”
Carl gritted his teeth and scanned his surroundings.
Including the two vampire Marquises who were responsible for guarding Angetas, all the vampires did not dare to approach Fang Heng. They stood far away from him and did not dare to make any movements as if they were afraid of something.
Why didn’t they do anything?
Carl felt hatred in his heart. He felt that this group of vampires was too useless! They couldn’t even stall Fang Heng for two minutes!
Carl was about to move forward when his heart suddenly jumped.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, you’re still so impulsive,” Fang Heng took out the Holy Thorn from behind his back and played with it in his hand, “Don’t be anxious.”
Carl raised his head and stared at the sharp thorn in Fang Heng’s hand, which was constantly emitting holy power!
What was that?
Carl felt a great threat from the thorn!
Fang Heng’s smile grew wider when he saw that Carl had some scruples.
He pointed the Holy Thorn at the trunk of the ancient tree of Angetas beside him, “Don’t come close, Carl. You should know the consequences.”
Carl stared at Fang Heng, his eyes filled with anger to the brim.
“Fang Heng, good! I’ve been thinking about what it would be like to meet you this time. You’re courting death.”
“Hehe, so what?” Fang Heng stopped smiling and held the Holy Thorn in his hand. He moved closer to the sacred tree Angetas and said, “I just want to have a good talk with you. I advise you not to be impulsive. I’m timid, so if I’m not careful, I might…”
Carl gritted his teeth.
“Alright, let’s talk! What do you want to talk about?”
“Hmm, my request is very simple,” Fang Heng looked at Carl and said calmly, “Submit to me.”
Carl was stunned for a moment before he burst out laughing, his eyes filled with hatred.
“Submit? You must be dreaming!”