Chapter 1242 - 108: Judgement Court! Fallen Heroes! Dark Guards! (Part 3)

Chapter 1242: Chapter 108: Judgement Court! Fallen Heroes! Dark Guards! (Part 3)

The Mother of Great Bliss couldn’t help but think of a recent rumor.

Fallen heroes.

It is said that the Church of the Three Gods of Justice, or perhaps other paladin orders, had some paladins with rather radical ideologies who completely fell.

They were expelled from the ’justice’ paladin order, and then disappeared, transforming into Dark Guards.

This is a battle group composed of high-tier former paladins.

Their methods were extremely ruthless, without a shred of mercy, only cold killing intent, as if they were bearing the last darkness before dawn. They were well-equipped, their weapons and armor bearing the style of Sword Coast, and many wore a unique insignia representing a hidden branch of the Church, the Judgement Court.

Boom!

A blinding flash of fire suddenly appeared.

In the shocked eyes of the Mother of Great Bliss, that powerful legendary Beastman Commander exploded into pieces, shattered by a single punch from a silent bald Martial Monk.

"That is Lord Basza."

"Leave this to him," murmured a member of the Judgement Court nearby.

Basza?

A legendary powerhouse whose name she had never heard before! Indisputably much stronger than herself!

No.

To be more precise, apart from Duncan, she hadn’t seen such a powerful mortal; even the goddesses’ elect might not be a match for him.

——The Solar Move!

In the shadow of darkness, a determined figure slowly walked out. His pace wasn’t fast, but the moment he moved, only an afterimage was left in place, the exploding solar flames spreading in all directions. The Mother of Great Bliss was witnessing for the first time such terrifying abilities from a Martial Monk.

This is not the ability of a regular Martial Monk at all.

A Shirek Divine Favor Assassin was torn to pieces on the spot.

After killing a legendary assassin, Basza’s figure vanished in an instant, like an elusive specter, leaving the Mother of Great Bliss feeling incapable of stopping even a few of his moves. This Martial Monk’s speed was too fast, his resistance to magic too high, and the assassin’s pathetic dark spells were completely useless.

——The Lunar Move!

Basza punched through a Ge Wush warrior’s chest, kicked apart an adjacent ogre, and then unleashed a whirlwind kick that summoned a storm, akin to a Great Momentum Slash, killing more than twenty enemies, leaving no living beings within dozens of meters.

In an instant, the Mother of Great Bliss recalled a term with her pupils contracting: "Slaughter Divine Son!"

One day.

When the Mother of Great Bliss once worriedly expressed that with her abilities, it might be challenging to deal with those formidable enemies, especially Shirek’s elect, Duncan had calmly stated that someone would come to help her.

Alone, against thousands!

These dozen Judgement Court guards escorted the Mother of Great Bliss to Teivinton, while Basza stood there, watching the terror-stricken enemies before him, legions of them.

Not knowing when, a spectral shadow drifted by.

And the silent Martial Monk simply stated calmly, "These enemies, you don’t need to help with."

"Go escort the Mother of Great Bliss."

That ghostly figure flickered by, revealing a strikingly coquettish woman in revealing attire on the treetops. Her lips were scarlet red, wearing a blood-colored elaborate long dress, her sharp fingers stained with blood, holding an assassin’s head she had just skinned off. She dipped her finger in some blood and tasted it by her mouth, chuckling lightly, "So the blood of the elect isn’t tasty either."

——Vampire Queen Bardy (Seven-Star Silver Grey).

Bardy gazed at the distant Martial Monk with slightly apprehensive eyes, too powerful, stronger than any attendant by Your Majesty’s side, so strong it was unbelievable, making one think he was a demigod.

"Kangges is here too."

"No need for me to handle that side, it won’t leave any survivors." The Vampire Queen Bardy chuckled softly.

Demigod Witch Demon - Kangges.

Out of all the attendants, Kangges is one of the few who can face Basza frontally. In fact, neither of them had many solutions for the other, Basza found it difficult to kill the demigod witch demon, and Kangges had no solution for this Martial Monk, ordinary spells couldn’t break through his resistance.

——Transcendence!

Basza didn’t speak but instantly entered a state of transcendence as he stomped the ground, rendering all non-magical weapons completely ineffective against him. The explosive energy radiated like a shockwave, directly blasting away nearby goblin raiders.

Flying over eaves and walls, whirlwind strikes, intimidating punches, penetrating energy, fighting spirit hits, the immortal body, Vajra soul, void spirit form.

Under a dazzling flurry of swift attacks, the Vampire Queen Bardy’s pupils contracted, retreating silently, as there were already few living beings left before her eyes.

"The Slaughter Divine Son... too terrifying!..."

Bardy’s eyes reflected a tinge of fear, retreating into the darkness.

How did Your Majesty persuade such a powerful Slaughter Divine Son to serve him?

Bardy was curious but dared not ask.

It’s said another Slaughter Divine Son recently pledged loyalty to Your Majesty, a powerful Zor Elf Mage, Xindai, capable of casting Time Stop with a single gesture and proficient in creating golems.

The talents of these divine children were astonishing, Bardy had never thought anyone could ascend to the legendary domain within years.

"How many Slaughter Divine Sons does Your Majesty have under his command?"

This was a riddle Bardy could never figure out; she only knew some of the Slaughter Divine Sons were forever gone.

"Shalofok should be making a move soon too."

"Once Your Majesty gains control of the Iron Throne, Am’s golden road will be reopened."

Bardy swiftly flew towards Teivinton.

Shalofok, one of the Slaughter Divine Sons, a high-tier warrior, wielding the Chaos Sword, also a troublesome character.

Soon.

Bardy saw the death cloud in the distance, the handiwork of the demigod witch demon Kangges, who left no survivors whenever he made a move.

.........