Western fantasy world: Arc 3.2

Bai Lixin was still in a trance when suddenly, the ground shook under his feet. His body swayed, and he turned sideways to grab at the chair handle.

After about two minutes, the ground shaking sensation gradually dissipated and Bai Lixin gulped, [Don't tell me that the earthquake just now was caused by the black dragon?]

s419m quickly replied, [Lord Host is smart as that's exactly what happened. As the power that sealed the Black Dragon gradually starts to weaken, it keeps trying to break free from the shackles. It was because of these cracks in the seal that allowed the Silver Dragon to take advantage of the situation and release the Black Dragon.]

Bai Lixin gritted his teeth upon hearing this [s419m, can you adjust my body to S rank?]

[It is possible, Lord Host. But the pain you will have to endure is unprecedented]

[As long as I don't die! Okay, strengthen my body directly to S-rank!]

[As ordered, Lord Host. 2,500 points will be used to strengthen the physical attributes from C rank to S rank. The strengthening process will be accompanied by severe pain. Please bear with it.]

As soon as s419m's words fell, Bai Lixin felt a heart-wrenching pain spread throughout his body, as if every bone was broken and every cell was crushed. The pain was accompanied by a burning sensation in his body, and Bai Lixin only felt as if he was on fire, tormented in a sea of purgatory fire.

He rolled off the chair and lay curled up in a ball on the floor to endure the inhuman pain.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but in fact, only five minutes had passed, and the pain faded away. Bai Lixin lay pale and panting on the floor to recover his strength.

When he felt a little more comfortable, he reached out and squeezed the armrest of the beautifully carved gold chair beside him, only to hear a "crack" as the armrest fell off.

This is the power of an S-class physique.

In order to save points to exchange for time reversal props, in the previous worlds, his body's physique attributes were only strengthened to the point where they could withstand his soul level, and that was it. For example, if his soul attribute was B, then the physical attributes just needed to be strengthened to a C level that could withstand his soul attribute.

It wasn't until the last world that he decided to change. He couldn't fail the mission because he was killed in bed by his lover, could he?

Another half hour passed before Bai Lixin could move his legs. He propped himself up in his chair and stood up, and only then did he have the presence of mind to take stock of his surroundings.

This was Alexander's study, surrounded by the most extravagant furnishings and gold and silver ornaments, with an air of "I am rich and invincible."

The chair, for example, was made of pure gold and had three large sapphires set into its back.

On the opposite side of the chair was a desk made of gold, and on the desk were several sheets of cowhide paper, the most conspicuous of which was the "invitation to marry", embellished with golden threads.

Bai Lixin took a glance at the desk and was annoyed.

He had felt the malice of many worlds previously, but this time it was particularly strong.

The Black Dragon had an irreconcilable hatred towards the Saron Empire, and Alexander's ancestor had beheaded its clan in front of the Black Dragon and imprisoned it here, an act no different from that of Faile in his previous life.

Now, he was the king of the Saron Empire, a descendant of Alexander, the new generation of "Faile."

He was the enemy that the Black Dragon hated with his bones and wanted to tear apart.

Bai Lixin snorted coldly as he thought of the dark days ahead of him.

He looked up at the sky through the window. As the saying goes, it is better to fight with the sky and the earth than with men.

False sub-gods, the more you want to see me kill my lover, the more love we will show you!

Bai Lixin wiped his face, threw back his luxurious silver robe, and went majestically to the underground.

In Alexander's memory, his ancestors had told him that the most evil creatures in the world were imprisoned in this palace, a forbidden place in the Empire, and that he was not allowed to enter it without the permission of the ritualists.

To hell with the ritual, to hell with the no-entry rule.

The entrance to the underground palace was guarded by two tall guards who belonged to the Temple of Sacrifice and were not in his charge. In the Saron Empire, people worshipped divine power, and so priests with divine power enjoyed a high status.

The two guards bowed when they saw Bai Lixin coming, but there was no respect in their eyes, "Your Majesty, may I ask what you are doing here?"

Bai Lixin raised his eyebrows and pointed to the door of the underground palace, "I want to go in."

One of the guards frowned and said in a cold voice, "Your Majesty, this is a forbidden place. No one has the right to enter without a letter from the High Priest! "

Bai Lixin snorted coldly, "I am the king of this country, and I am the master of the Saron Empire, not the High Priest. I am in charge here, not him! Open the door! "

The two guards were unmoved despite Bai Lixin's anger. They looked down at him, no fear in their eyes, backed by the Temple of Sacrifice, and said, "Your Majesty, please leave, or we will not be blamed for our rudeness."

Bai Lixin smiled in anger as he waved at the two men, "Come on, try being rude to me. No need to hold back. I won't blame you if I get hurt."

The two guards looked at each other and actually lowered their lances and made a move to attack.

King Alexander was very unpopular. Apart from his inaction, and his temperamental nature, he would mercilessly flog his attendants for the slightest carelessness, and the crowd was too angry to speak out.

The two guards would not be subjected to this unwarranted punishment as they were under the Temple of Sacrifice, but they could not stand it any longer. Now that they had a chance to teach this tyrant a lesson, they would not let him go.

When Bai Lixin saw them clench their fists, he laughed twice more. Suddenly, like lightning, he struck out quickly at the guard on his left, who, startled, hurriedly raised his arm to block.

But to his surprise, although his arm was blocked in time, it felt as if it had been shattered, tingling and throbbing, and his body flew backwards, straight into the door frame.

Seeing that the move succeeded, Bai Lixin quickly kicked the one on the right with his foot, but this guard was a little more nimble and quickly dodged to one side, while looking in amazement at his companion, who had fallen to the ground groaning.

What kind of strange force was this?

A mere punch knocked him over!

Bai Lixin sneered in his heart, "I'm a man who can now shred metal with my bare hands. How can I be afraid of you little minions? Do you think my S-rank physical attributes are forged for nothing? "

King Alexander was not as comfortable as he appeared to be in this country. All his decisions were made with the approval of the Temple of Sacrifice, and the High Priest was preparing to train him as a puppet, so Alexander was subjected to the Temple of Priests' Temple in every way. This made him so angry that he became violent and cruel, a tyrant whom everyone feared.

But this was the high priest's intention. If Alexander continued to go his own way, the Temple of Sacrifice would have the right to imprison him and exercise the power of the emperor on his behalf. The High Priest not only wanted to take control of the Saron Empire, but also wanted to become the Emperor himself!

Originally, if Alexander continued in this way, the High Priest's plan would have succeeded. But when the Silver Dragon sneaked into the palace and unleashed the Black Dragon, it set fire to the entire Saron Empire and burned it to the ground, along with his dreams.

In order to be happy with his lover in the future, the High Priest must be removed.

What Bai Lixin wanted now was to make a statement, not just a statement, but an act that would put these two men in their place.

When the guard on the right saw that Bai Lixin had knocked the guard on the left to the ground with a single blow, he immediately withdrew his playful expression and bowed his body in attack, his eyes fixed, already in a state of complete readiness for battle.

Bai Lixin casually hooked his index finger, provocatively saying, "That's all from the Temple of Sacrifice guards?"

Hearing that the reputation of the Temple of Sacrifice was being questioned, the guard bellowed and struck first.

With a slight toe tap, Bai Lixin's body skewed to avoid his attack. Seeing that his move had failed, the guard threw several more punches, all of which struck the vital points.

Bai Lixin didn't fight back; he didn't even lift his fist. He just lightly dodged the attacks with the gracefulness of a butterfly flying among the flowers.

The guard threw several punches with all his might, all of which were easily dodged and he was now panting for breath. When Bai Lixin saw that he had lost his strength, he kicked him to the ground and stepped on his feet, "Say, are you convinced?"

The guard gasped for breath and was silent with a condensed face.

Losing to an incompetent emperor was too humiliating!

Seeing this, Bai Lixin took to his and walked to the iron door locked with bulky shackles, sneering, "If you are not convinced, you can come to the Great Hall for a duel. I am always ready to accompany you!"

With these words, he did not wait for the two to react before crushing the chains with his bare hands and pushing open the bulky iron door.

Seeing Bai Lixin crush the chains with his bare hands, the two guards who had been beaten into dogs were already dumbfounded.

Their jaws and eyes dropped to the ground when Bai Lixin continued to easily push open the bulky ten-ton iron door.

What kind of a god could such monstrous strength be? Was it really their useless king?

What kind of monster were they just fighting?

Bai Lixin didn't care what the two thought as he pushed open the gate and walked down the deep tunnels of the underground palace before coming upon a huge square.

In the middle of the square, a hundred-metre-long black dragon was bound in black chains and could not move. A long golden lance was stuck deep in its chest, and a stream of black blood was slowly flowing down from the entrance of the lance!

Seeing the sight before him, Bai Lixin's heart shook violently and his body throbbed with pain.

He looked at the Black Dragon with pain in his heart and clenched his fist fiercely.

The Temple of Sacrifice! You've made your biggest mistake!