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Oh, we’re all worshipping gods, and then you swagger in and kill one of them, where on earth should we save our face with your hefty performance?

Of course, they certainly wouldn’t dare to confront Dean McKenzie directly.

But they do have the courage to kick a man while he’s down, and a lot of it.

They had made up their minds before they came, if the man in the black robe couldn’t guide Dean to the rank-changing ceremony, they would just turn tail and run without worrying about anything.

If they succeeded, they would smash the tool to keep Dean from advancing.

And they would do their utmost to send Dean McKenzie down to hell.

To put Dean down, they had especially prayed to their gods and held sacrifices, preparing items to enhance the difficulty in changing ranks.

The enhancement items from thirteen churches varied in strengths, the strongest could increase the difficulty by two hundred percent, and the weakest also had a fifty percent increase in difficulty.

Thirteen items were smashed, and the difficulty in rank promotion for Dean McKenzie was boosted by one thousand five hundred percent.

Dean didn’t know what the idea of a one thousand five hundred percent would look like.

Dean only knew that when this system prompt was refreshed before his eyes, the light enveloping him exploded with a never-before-seen brightness.

Simultaneously, at the top of this light, a shadow of the Hunting God appeared in the sky.

The moment the god appeared, everyone in the Alliance headquarters felt as if a boulder was pressing down on their hearts, making it hard to breathe, and they dared not lift their heads, their hearts filled with awe, fear, and ecstasy.

The ecstasy was the emotions of the church members.

He’s a dead man!

Dean McKenzie is going down!

They clearly knew that the shadow they were feeling at this moment was the entity that Dean was going to face in the assessment.

It was definitely a god of the eighth-turn level.

Facing this level of opponent, Dean McKenzie, at the six-turn level, had no other path or possibility except death.

The next second, the gray light shrank, and Dean, along with the light, disappeared.

At the same time, the shadow of the Hunting God above Dean’s head vanished as well.

Now that the god wasn’t suppressing them anymore, everyone in the Alliance headquarters could lift their heads.

But the moment they lifted their heads again, it was clear that different people wore different expressions on their faces.

Everyone in the Alliance, with Gavin Grainger at the helm, had a rather bad and grave expression on their faces!

On the other hand, all the church members were ecstatic.

“Our hardest opponent is down, now it’s time for Gavin Grainger!”

“Attack!”

At the command, dozens of silhouettes rushed towards Gavin Grainger, and a world-shattering battle erupted in the headquarters of the Alliance in an instant.

…

While the fierce battle erupted at the Alliance headquarters, elsewhere, Dean McKenzie’s silhouette emerged within an enormous, primeval forest alongside the gray light.

What was different from all previous legends was…

Previously, every time Dean was transported, he lost consciousness for a while. But this time, though unable to make any movement while being transported, his spirit remained active.

He saw clearly how he was transported here.

But seeing it didn’t mean he could describe the process.

Dean didn’t know how to express it; he could only say it was quite miraculous. In a trance, he seemed to have glimpsed the essence of space.

But you’d better not ask him what the essence of space is, or else he’ll scoff at your face.

Damnit, if he knew, he wouldn’t be a necromancer but a space mage.

Moreover, after landing, Dean tossed that matter aside.

Right now, for Dean, the most important thing was this trial.

The moment he landed, Dean immediately activated the [Wraith Scourge].

Dean had fought against the Hunting God before and knew clearly how important it was to seize control of the battlefield against this kind of enemy.

However, Dean’s Wraith Scourge was greatly suppressed.

The Wraith Scourge, which could normally expand for dozens of miles, was halted after only a few tens of meters.

Dean could clearly feel a powerful force restricting the expansion of his Wraith Scourge.

This force was even stronger than when he faced the Blood God before.

Meanwhile, the Hunting God, in the Endless Forest, was looking at Dean from a few hundred miles away.

Her gaze was cold and detached, as if looking at a prey that was already lying on her chopping block.

Originally, she was quite confident of taking down Dean.

The failure last time was but an accident. This time she was ready and certain of defeating him with seven-turn power.

Not to mention, when the trial started, she received some unexpected joyful surprises.

The difficulty of the trial was increased again.

Hence, the Hunting God, originally prepared to face Dean at Level 160, was forced to upgrade to level 180, facing Dean with the force of the pinnacle of eighth-turn.

This forced power upgrade was not in the Hunting God’s plan, but she didn’t resist this surprise accident!

“Lowly human insect, this time, I will let you know what despair means!”

As soon as the words fell, the Hunting God’s expression immediately changed.

The original disdain and aloofness disappeared instantaneously.

On one hand, when her gaze fell on Dean, Dean’s attribute panel appeared before her, allowing her to see Dean’s explosively inflated attributes at a glance.