Chapter 1

Sword shadows, beast roars, Buddha's light, tsunami.

In his spiritual consciousness, the violent energy fluctuations around him were as dazzling as a shattered sun.

Li Yi swept away a beast's claw with his spear, and with a backhand Disintegration Ray, melted the head of a certain demon.

The center of the battlefield was extremely chaotic at this moment.

The demon general Yanshan, guarding in front of the raging firestorm, punched the ground, and cone-shaped rock pillars nearly ten meters long suddenly extended from the soil beneath all the players' feet. They could only keep maneuvering to prevent being pierced through by the rock pillars.

The evil dragon's long body coiled into a ball, the sharp horn on its head shrouded in a layer of flickering purple light.

Every time the purple light flashed, a light cannon would boom out of the snake's mouth, directly obliterating everything in its path—the diameter and destructive power of the light cannon were above those of the Haojie Canyang Demon Statue, and the cooling time was shorter, almost undetectable.

[Land Burst Technique]

[Wall of Chaos]

[Darama's Lightning Javelin]

[Roar]

...

The *Book of Sand* in Hoenheim's hand moved without wind, flipping pages quickly, constantly releasing intermediate spells to block the demons' attacks.

His composure and elegance had long disappeared.

His face was gradually turning pale, sweat was constantly seeping from his forehead, and the hand holding the *Book of Sand* trembled slightly.

The *Book of Sand* could indeed assist in casting spells and reduce consumption, but it was not without a price.

Each time it was used, a page of the seemingly endless book would automatically disappear.

It had to be re-commissioned by a mage to write a copy and re-inject magic power to restore it.

Once too many spells were used, it would cause dissatisfaction with the *Book of Sand*, and incur the latter's mental shock—this forbidden book inherited from the sages possessed, to some extent, a self-awareness, and maintained a tacit cooperation with the current bell tower.

Its relationship with Hoenheim was not that of master and servant.

[Malicious Polymorph]

Hoenheim chanted a spell, temporarily turning a six-legged ferocious tiger pouncing at him into a small and cute four-legged tabby cat.

At the same time, he secretly released [Flesh to Mud], turning the soil beneath the demon general Yanshan and the evil dragon into soft mud.

Then, he instantly released [Ottolock's Exorcism Barrier] and [Sand Binding Death], turning the mud into ropes that could resist the demons' abilities, attempting to directly strangle Yanshan and the evil dragon.

To this end, he also released [Bone-Eating Acid], causing green acid to gush out of the void and pour down on the demons' heads, corroding the demon general's scalp with a creaking sound.

Zhen Li Zhi Ce, who was dodging the light cannon in the distance, did not hesitate and teleported directly to the top of Yanshan and the evil dragon's heads.

Apart from the inside of the demon flame hurricane, there were no space anchors that prohibited teleportation.

Each time Zhen Li Zhi Ce teleported, he would leave behind a large pool of black astral matter floating in the air, dotted with various colors of starlight.

Zhen Li Zhi Ce put his palms together, his hands like magnets attracting each other, slowly but surely pulling apart to the sides.

Azure lightning erupted from his palms, striking the demon general below.

At the same time, Tai Hao also quietly attacked, summoning a Qi Dragon to bombard Yanshan and the evil dragon from above.

"Hiss—"

The evil dragon hissed, the purple horn on its head emitting a faint light, disintegrating all the sand and dust binding it and Yanshan.

The freed Yanshan roared furiously, reaching out to wipe the green acid constantly dripping from his forehead, and stepped out.

The soil in front of him instantly burst, and two cone-shaped rock pillars nearly a hundred meters long shot out diagonally, stabbing towards Tai Hao and Zhen Li Zhi Ce.

With the demon general's physique, the [Bone-Eating Acid] released by Hoenheim using the *Book of Sand* could not melt skin and bones, but getting it in the eyes was really, really painful.

"Stop!"

The evil dragon swung its tail and slammed it on Yanshan's neck, staggering him, and the cone-shaped rock pillars failed to continue growing.

The enraged Yanshan stabilized himself, his single eye, swollen from the acid, swept across the evil dragon and the battlefield.

Only then did he realize that the two cone-shaped rock pillars he had aimed at Tai Hao and Zhen Li Zhi Ce had not stabbed towards them, but towards the raging firestorm.

They were only a dozen meters away from piercing the hurricane and hitting Huang Shi.

"Pity..."

Zhen Li Zhi Ce sighed inwardly. He kept teleporting, leaving astral matter behind, all for this moment—using the scattered astral matter to silently distort the surrounding light.

He wanted to cause Yanshan to misjudge and use Yanshan's solid rock thorns to break through the demon flame hurricane that could devour energy.

Time... was running out.

Zhen Li Zhi Ce teleported again, dodging the evil dragon's bombardment.

The other party seemed to have realized that they did not have the ability to break through the demon flame hurricane, and now they also changed their strategy from pursuit to defense.

"It's been so long and I haven't received signals from the Sandman and Tian Jing Huo Tu again. They have either been killed or have left the Lost World. Can I only use that..."

Zhen Li Zhi Ce let out a long breath and shouted to his companions, "Cover me!"

With that, he took out an obsidian pendant in the shape of a dagger from the void, held it in his hand, and chanted, "Source of obscurity, beginning of sin, abyss of blood, I command you to appear—"

Zhen Li Zhi Ce clenched the pendant, and the sharp edge of the pendant cut his palm, and blood quietly seeped into the obsidian.

Buzz—

The surrounding space shook and vibrated inexplicably, and an evil and filthy sound, like the overlapping voices of thousands of people, quietly sounded in front of Zhen Li Zhi Ce.

Accompanied by wave-like ripples, a... goat was teleported from the space in front of Zhen Li Zhi Ce.

This white goat sat upright on a painted brown wooden chair, with its legs crossed. One hand was resting on the armrest of the chair, and the other hand was holding a red book. It squinted its eyes, with a half-smile on its lips. It did not reveal any extraordinary aura.

It was just an ordinary goat.

Of course, even the most ordinary goat would seem extremely special in the current environment surrounded by demons.

Only Zhen Li Zhi Ce, and the dead soul song, one of the vice presidents of the Demon Scientists Alliance, who was still sealed in the shadow of the bronze bell, knew the true identity of this goat—

Baphomet, the Goat of the Sabbath, the second cardinal sin symbolizing jealousy, the synthesis of all demons,

At the same time, it was also the behind-the-scenes partner providing knowledge to the Demon Scientists Alliance—it was the only demon contracted by Zhen Li Zhi Ce.

"Trouble again?"

The goat sitting on the wooden chair smiled and looked around, "Still in a script mission?"

Zhen Li Zhi Ce nodded.

The demon who called himself Baphomet had an extremely high rank. He was not from Earth, but from an unknown outer domain, but even he seemed unable to penetrate the barrier of the killing game—what descended was not his main body,

But a clone projected in the obsidian pendant.

The connection between the clone and the main body had long been cut off by the killing game.

"Same as always, a piece of knowledge in exchange for a favor."

Baphomet's casual gaze swept across the chaotic battlefield, and he uttered an incomprehensible but inexplicably elegant alien language.