015. Choose

  As soon as Alfred finished speaking, he took the lead and walked forward, followed closely by several Templar knights.

  The remaining three people looked at each other, not knowing what the others meant in their eyes. Du Fan smiled lightly and said: "You two go first, I'm a timid person who fears trouble. Seeing these terrifying statues, I don't know if I'll be scared to sleep tonight, so it's better to be safe last."

  Nicholas glanced at Du Fan, smiled slyly, and after making Du Fan's goosebumps drop to the ground, he slowly walked up.

  As for Tasya, she had already regained her usual coldness and didn't even glance at Du Fan as she walked up the slope.

  Du Fan shook his head slightly in frustration, but he couldn't just stand there, so he quickened his pace and walked to Tasia's side, his tense nerves relaxing a little.

  As they walked, the statues on the slope became increasingly bizarre. Although Du Fan didn't really want to look at such things, in this situation, unless you closed your eyes, you would inevitably see some of them.

  The statues' shapes, one more bizarre than the last, one more cruel than the next, from the entrance passage to now, Dufan looked at the increasingly strange statues, but in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

  In the end, he couldn't help but think in his heart that if all these things were alive, it would really be a strange sight.

  As they walked further forward for a while, although the slope had been roughly half traversed, and the distance to the ancient city at the bottom of the cave was getting closer and closer, the atmosphere in the team became more and more depressing. In this situation, not a single person spoke, as if speaking casually would break this silence and wake up all those statues.

  Even Alfred, who was walking in the front, although he said something about being possessed by a spirit, Dufan saw that his palm, which tightly grasped the hilt of his sword, seemed to have slightly sweated.

  The slowly advancing procession suddenly came to a halt, and a faint smell of blood wafted over from the front. The people in front had already stopped in their tracks, and Dou Fan and Tasia, who were lagging behind, exchanged a glance before quickly moving forward.

  Through the crowd, with the light on his head, Du Fan saw a blood-soaked corpse lying on the slope in front of him. The blood flowing out of the corpse had dyed the originally grayish-white ground into a bloody color, which made the expression on the corpse's face even more eerie.

  Around the corpse, there were also a series of signs of fighting, several broken statues fell to the ground, and it was unclear what had happened.

  Alfred's expression changed slightly, his eyes scanning the corpse in front of him for a moment before he suddenly hummed and said, "It's someone from Roland Academy."

  Du Fan also took a glance at the corpse on the ground, and he immediately recognized it. The corpse was one of the two students from Roland Academy who had narrowly escaped death in front of the Octopus Demon Beast not long ago. As for Orudas and the other three, they were nowhere to be found, dead or alive, and no one knew where they had gone.

  Alfred looked at the corpse for a moment and said, "This person hasn't been dead for long. The blood on the ground hasn't coagulated yet, so it's absolutely no more than an hour. And looking at the signs of struggle around us, could it be that there was infighting among the people from Roland Academy?"

  Du Fan walked forward, shaking his head and said: "This place is neither the final destination of this trip nor a crucial location. Even if they wanted to start an internal conflict, it's unlikely they would do it here. They probably encountered some unexpected situation."

  Alfred looked at Du Fan with a puzzled expression and said, "Unexpected? What unexpected?"

  Du Fan's gaze swept over the several piles of broken statues on the ground, and although he had a thought in his mind, he couldn't confirm it for a while. His eyes, however, involuntarily drifted to the statue closest to him.

  Alfred followed Dufan's gaze and looked over, his face changed, and he couldn't help but say in a low voice: "Impossible"

  Du Fan took a deep breath and said, "What else can't happen in this place? Lord Alfred, don't deceive yourself either. Now I just hope that Orudas has already resolved all the troubles nearby, or else we're in danger this time."

  Alfred's face turned pale again, he turned his head and glared at Du Fan with a hint of fear in his eyes, but he quickly covered up his expression, took a deep breath and said: "We must speed up now, the people from Roland Academy are just ahead of us. If they take all the benefits, even if we go back, we won't have the face to see Lord Anthony."

  Du Fan nodded slightly.

  But at this moment, Nicholas, who had been silent all along, suddenly let out a faint sigh and said: "It's too late, I'm afraid we can't escape now!"

  Du Fan and others heard Nicholas's words, at first they were a bit inexplicable, but after a moment, everyone's face changed.

  Only a faint vibration sound came from a very close distance, Du Fan's eyes flashed with astonishment, and his gaze quickly locked onto a statue beside him.

  The statue's appearance is that of a person who has been torn in half, with the bright brain inside, as if a huge ball had been stuffed into it, bulging and swollen.

  Du Fan had just seen it when he felt an instinctive wave of disgust, but he couldn't have imagined that at this moment, the statue would slightly come to life.

  In the flash of lightning, Du Fan suddenly remembered a passage he had read in the scriptures of the Sacred Court, and his face changed as he whispered: "The Calamity of the Departed Spirits, this is the Calamity of the Departed Spirits!"

  Nicholas turned back to look at Du Fan and said, "Du Fan, you indeed have a good eye for things. You were able to see through the true nature of this Wandering Soul Heavenly Calamity with just one glance. Since you know about this Wandering Soul Heavenly Calamity, I suppose you also know how to resolve it?"

  Du Fan nodded slightly, this title of "Wandering Soul Calamity" sounded loud, but in fact it was just a high-level magic array set up by the Wandering Soul mage. In this magic array, wandering soul creatures were born endlessly, and those who touched this magic array had no choice but to escape.

  But the current situation is not suitable for running away

  Du Fan took a look at the cliff, which was at least hundreds of meters high, and didn't have any idea of jumping off it. He then looked at the slope that he still had to climb for who knows how long, and suddenly felt like his heart had sunk to the bottom of the ocean.

  As they spoke, the statues that were originally only slightly moving began to peel off a thin layer of outer shell from the surface, and the undead creatures hidden under the shell slowly struggled out one by one.

  Although the people present were all from the Sacred Court, no matter who was dealing with the undead creatures, they still had some means to do so. However, at this moment, facing such a large number of undead creatures, for a time, they didn't know what to do.

  All kinds of undead creatures, either walking or flying, surrounded Du Fan and the others, but possibly because they had just awakened, they did not attack for a while.

  Seeing this scene, Du Fan sighed and said, "I probably know what happened to Orudas now."

  Several others also couldn't help but laugh bitterly, encountering undead creatures in what was supposed to be the sacred palace of the gods. It's hard to say whether it was bad luck or just plain irony.

  Nicholas took a slow step forward, his hand waving gently, and a holy light burst forth from between his palms, instantly illuminating the small slope. Several nearby undead creatures were bathed in the holy light, letting out a mournful wail as their newly formed bodies melted away like wax in heat.

  The remaining undead creatures seemed to have sensed the threat of this holy light, and they immediately retreated quickly. However, these undead creatures were ferocious by nature, although they had retreated a distance, but did not leave, instead still surrounding Du Fan and others.

  But just a moment later, the holy light in Nicholas' hand slowly disappeared. As the holy light dissipated, those undead creatures quickly squeezed up again, as if they would pounce on Du Fan and the others at any time and tear them to pieces.

  Nicholas's face showed a hint of helplessness, and he waved his hand again. This time, a round holy light shot out from the palm of his hand and hovered in the direction above everyone's heads. This move was indeed the Holy Light Technique of the Divine Master.

  However, the power of this holy light is apparently not as good as the purest holiness that Nicholas released earlier. Although the undead creatures still have a certain fear of this holy light, it's not as obvious as before.

  Nicholas gazed at the scene before him and suddenly let out a low sigh, saying: "It seems that we have now reached a point where we can no longer avoid making a choice."

  "Choice?" Alfred snorted. "What choice do we have? If we don't take care of these guys in front of us, we're all dead anyway. What other choice is there?"

  Nicholas said in a low voice, "Some time ago, before I came to this place, I had made all sorts of preparations. Even if I encountered such a situation at this moment, I could barely cope with it, but to cope with this scene, we have to make some sacrifices."

  Nicholas's face looked a bit strange at this point.

  Du Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, almost reaching the edge of the cliff. Then, he stared at Nicolas' sacred face again, suddenly unable to understand what method this mysterious Nicolas could possibly use in this situation.