Chapter 1260 - 567: You Are the Real Traitors

Chapter 1260: Chapter 567: You Are the Real Traitors

Although that kind of life wasn’t bad, for these guys who craved combat deep down, it was still a bit too restricting.

And only in this way could they be the divine’s favored servants, reborn after death as... Heroic Spirit Warriors.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!!!"

Gall, despite having the power of the Legendary Peak, was feeling extremely suffocated by this airtight coordination, endless interference, and the strange mycelium’s bindings.

He felt like a raging bull trapped in a mire, full of strength but with nowhere to exert it, the mire swallowing his strength and life as he sank deeper.

"Traitor! Get out of my way!"

Extreme anger and humiliation finally caused Gall to explode completely.

He abandoned all defense, recklessly pouring all remaining strength into his weapon, the ice-blue Soul Fire instantly burning to the extreme, even seeping through the helmet’s gaps!

"In the name of judgment, purify!!!"

He unleashed his ultimate self-destructive skill—a forbidden technique that released an indiscriminate destructive energy impact at the cost of destroying his own Soul Core.

A terrifying wave of ice-blue energy, full of destructive aura, blossomed suddenly around him like a flower of death, spreading rapidly in all directions!

Wherever it passed, space began to warp!

This strike could reduce everything within a hundred meters to dust!

Tata, who had been watching from the treetops, had its pupils suddenly constrict, its claws raised abruptly as formidable power began to concentrate upon them.

"Hooow! It’s my turn to take action!"

It knew it could no longer just watch.

If that guy were really to do it on his own, the nearby Heroic Spirit Warriors might suffer casualties.

However, before its power could fully manifest, another figure moved.

"Everyone, fall back."

While others retreated, Sofia, who had been controlling the situation in the command post, was already at the edge of the battlefield at some unknown time.

Faced with the destructive ice-blue energy impact, she neither retreated nor blocked but instead stepped towards Gall with all four hooves.

As she walked slowly, she calmly raised the spear in her hand.

On the spear, there was none of the dazzling brilliance, only an extreme restraint, as if all the light and heat were compressed to the tip of the spear.

Then, she simply threw the spear at the soon-to-burst core.

There was no sound, no momentum.

But that seemingly unstoppable ice-blue energy impact, upon contact with that subtle spear light, collapsed and disintegrated as if punctured by a needle.

The spear, undiminished in momentum, pinpointed the core of Gall’s chest armor—the exact node where his Soul Core and external energy interacted most densely.

Crack!

Accompanied by a crisp sound, like crystal shattering, the violently surging energy on Gall’s body came to an abrupt halt.

"No, this, this can’t be..."

His swollen body seemed to be drained of all support, slumping instantly, the Soul Fire in his eyes flickering violently a few times, quickly dimming until it completely extinguished.

He maintained his forward-charging hammer-wielding posture, standing stiffly in place, like a metal statue that had lost all life.

The battlefield fell to deathly silence.

Only the soft rustling of the wind through the grass and... the faint hissing of energy dissipating from within Gall’s statue-like body.

Squirrel Tata slowly lowered its raised forepaw, the light on it dispersing.

It looked at Sofia who held the throwing posture and then at the battlefield below, which had turned from extreme motion to extreme stillness in an instant, blinking in surprise.

"Hooow, I couldn’t tell, her combat skills are actually this good, finding the enemy’s weakness in just one move."

Among those present, perhaps only it realized the value of that shot Sofia just made.

It seemed simple, but in reality, every step was calculated to the finest detail, requiring extremely high skill.

If Sofia’s strength advanced to Epic, even just entering Epic, she would be quite a formidable adversary for the majority of Epic Strongmen.

The battle ended as swiftly as it had begun.

Several Heroic Spirit Warriors approached, drew near the seemingly slain Gall, and the Mushroom Merchant’s mycelium became active once more, binding the completely defenseless heavy armor tightly.

They dragged Gall in front of Sofia, pressing down heavily, forcing him to his knees.

Tata widened its eyes, eagerly anticipating the forthcoming judgment.

It was very curious about how Sofia would handle this enemy.

"..."

Sofia still kept her head low, squinting at her own palm, as if the person who just threw the spear had nothing to do with her.

"... Cough, cough! I refuse!!!"

Only after the mycelium-bound Gall regained his senses and let out an unwilling roar did Sofia’s ears twitch slightly, bringing her back to attention.

"Traitor!"

Gall struggled to raise his head, the ice-blue Soul Fire in his eyes dim but still burning with unyielding rage and deep disdain.

He stared at Sofia with intensity as if trying to burn her through with his gaze, gritting his teeth in a snarl.

"Traitor!"

He hoarsely growled, his voice broken and intermittent due to the damage to his core.

"I said from the beginning, that useless Ghost Wolf King is completely worthless! The Legion Commander... the Legion Commander should have personally taken action back then!"

"He should have personally dealt with you, you damned traitor!"

"You have defiled the glory of the Heroic Spirit! You traitors who have forsaken our master, you have desecrated the grace of our master!"

Upon hearing this, Sofia finally lifted her gaze from her palm and looked down at Gall beneath her.

There was no anger in her eyes, no explanation, not even a ripple of emotion, only an aloof calmness, almost like mercy.

This calmness, more than any venomous curse, caused Gall to feel pierced and furious.

"Betrayal?"

Finally, Sofia spoke, casually saying, "You seem to have misunderstood something, I have never betrayed, I still vow loyalty to our master."

!!!

Upon hearing this, Gall became even more infuriated, nearly standing up but was pressed down harshly by the nearby Heroic Spirit, leaving him only able to roar.

"You’ve been deceived!!!"

He cried out mournfully, attempting to awaken these brainwashed companions.

"Deception? No."

Recalling Herbert’s visage, Sofia’s eyes flashed with firmness, unshaken as she said, "It is you who are deceived by your own ideas."

"He has returned like a storm."

"And you, who fail to recognize this fact, are the traitors our master needs to purge."

"You are the betrayers."

In Elda, the Heroic Spirits’ loyalty to Herbert is unconditional.

And among all the Heroic Spirits, Miss Centaur is always the most loyal one.

Lord Herbert — Loyalty! Honesty!

"Since you doubt my faith, I must ask you a question."

Sofia looked at the vacant-eyed Gall, her voice as cold and clear as jade beads on a plate, carrying a cold indifference that sees through everything.

"If the Legion Commander you speak of truly wants to eliminate us ’traitors’, why did he send only you?"

!!!

The sentence was like a cold dagger, accurately piercing the deepest part of Gall’s heart, even making his burning Soul Fire tremble violently.

Indeed a hotheaded warrior, but not foolish to the point of being oblivious.

Did Gall really not sense anything amiss?

Deep down, there was a faint awareness.

"Simply because you are the easiest to sacrifice, a mindless pawn most suited to probe the truth... an expendable."

Expendable? No!

I am here for the judgment of traitors, to defend the glory of our master!

"You’re talking nonsense!!!"

Gall struggled furiously, yet the mushrooms entangled tighter and tighter.

"The Legion Commander would never sacrifice me! Impossible! You are deceiving me!"

But Sofia lowered her gaze and was about to retort when she suddenly raised her eyebrow, then turned and walked away, no longer looking at Gall, as if even one more glance was a waste of time.

Seeing her about to leave, the nearby Heroic Spirit Warrior hurriedly asked: "Lady Sofia, how should we deal with him? Should we confine him?"

At that moment, Miss Centaur did not even turn her head, waving her hand casually: "Him? Useless now, deal with him directly."

Heroic Spirit Warrior: Huh?

Tata: Eh??

Gall: Ah???

Everyone stared shocked at Sofia’s swiftly departing figure.

What, so it’s just that straightforward!!?

No interrogation, no coercion, not even any interest in knowing more about the Heroic Spirit Legion’s intelligence.

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Decisive, cold, and resolute.

And the reason Sofia left so hastily, handling Gall so carelessly, was only one—

Herbert called.

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