A few trial-takers were walking in the middle of the Magical Beast Forest. They were all wearing the badges of the Tulip Academy or the Knight Academy. Their strength was at tier 5 and tier 6.

A tier 7 saber-toothed elephant let out an unwilling howl. It slowly fell to the ground and stopped moving.

"Well done!"

A wave of low cheers sounded.

As loyal allies, the Archmages of Alcott and the Knights of Yheng formed a hunting team spontaneously.

With their cooperation, they actually managed to kill a terrifying tier 7 magic beast.

"Other than the magic beast's crystal core, the teeth and fur of the sabre-toothed elephant are all very good magic materials. They are worth a lot of gold coins. Be careful not to break them!"

The mage from the Tulip Academy stood beside the knight of the Yheng Empire who was in charge of collecting the materials and kept exhorting him. The latter's face was filled with a helpless and bitter smile.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, there was a piercing sound.

The mage who was in the middle of his sentence did not even have the chance to scream. His body fell straight to the ground.

A black arrow penetrated deep into his forehead. He did not even have the time to react until he died.

"Geri?!"

Another mage quickly ran up and cried out in grief. His face was full of pain and disbelief.

The knights threw away the corpse of the saber-toothed elephant and instantly pulled out the knight's longsword at their waists. They vigilantly scouted the surroundings and protected the remaining mages in the middle of the team.

A sound came from the bushes.

Two black figures walked out. One of them was slowly putting away the longbow in his hand. It was obvious that the arrow just now was shot by him.

"Impressive. You can even kill a seventh rank magical beast."

The black-clothed man holding the longbow whistled mockingly.

"The Cult of Shadows."

The mage who had lost his companions stared at the two of them and asked fiercely, "Why?! Why did you kill Gerri?! He's only a fifth rank mage! Fifth rank human heads don't count!"

"You're right."

The other Dark Church head nodded with a sinister smile and said, "However, before Lord Ulysses came, he said that as long as it is the head of the Alcott Empire or the Yheng Empire, it is worth money. We can exchange it for a reward from him."

The three of them were stunned.

"Let me calculate. One tier 5, three tier 6, and a tier 7 magic beast. The harvest is not bad."

The two Dark Church trial-takers slowly drew their weapons, unleashing their tier 7 strength.

After a while, there was only one saber-toothed elephant that had its magical beast core and teeth roughly dugout, and four corpses that had lost their heads.

The same scene kept happening in the Magical Beast Forest.

"There are two more magic communication crystals that are not responding."

Stephanie's handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed, with a hint of worry.

"We have to gather the rest of the people as soon as possible."

A steady voice sounded.

The speaker's face was stiff. There were six golden stripes embroidered on the left chest of the mage's robe.

Stewart, the genius mage who was once defeated by Stephanie in the exchange match.

Not only them, but Don Quixote, the twins, and a few other trial-takers from the Knight Academy and the Tulip Academy as well.

"Before the trial, Sir Harriet had distributed magic communication crystals to everyone. He was worried that if such a situation occurred, we would be able to join forces and fight against the Dark Church and the radiant church together."

Stewart said in a low voice, "Now, the Dark Church's hunt for us has begun. If we continue to split up or act alone, I'm afraid that we won't even be able to save our own lives, let alone gaining points from the magic beast core."

Don Quixote nodded slightly and said, "Stephanie, continue to use the communication crystal to contact the rest of the people. We will also take the initiative to approach the others. We must regroup as soon as possible."

"Okay." Stephanie nodded.

Suddenly, Don Quixote could not help but ask, "Can... can we contact that person?"

Stephanie was stunned, but she quickly understood who Don Quixote was talking about. She shook her head and said, "On the first day after entering, the magic light that represented Joelson disappeared. It should be too far away."

"Too far away."

Don Quixote whispered to himself, "Where did he go? Deep into the Magical Beast Forest?"

...

A trial-taker from the Dark Church walked out of the dense forest and looked around vigilantly.

Soon, a few more trial-takers appeared. They stood together as if they were waiting for something.

Clear footsteps sounded from the darkness.

A pale-faced strange youth with pitch-black pupils slowly appeared.

The cultivators from the cult of shadows immediately showed a respectful expression and bowed to him.

"Lord Ernie Xiu."

The strange youth nodded slightly and asked indifferently, "Have you brought the items?"

The cultivators hurriedly took out pitch-black rings from their clothes and handed them to the youth.

There were four interspatial rings.

A satisfied look appeared on Ernie Xiu's face as he waved his hand. The few cultivators immediately spread out in all directions; their faces filled with wariness.

Ernie Xiu picked up a ring and poured it down.

As Ernie Xiu opened the interspatial ring, an extremely dense evil and death aura was emitted.

Tadah!

Large, thick gray bones fell from the interspatial ring.

Each bone was more than a meter long and more than ten centimeters thick. They looked like the bones of an unknown giant.

The space in each interspatial ring was relatively large. Piles and piles of bones fell out.

When he poured out all four interspatial rings, the bones formed a huge hill on the ground.

The aura of death and darkness dyed the entire space gray. The surrounding trees quickly withered and died.

The Dark Church cultivators who were on guard turned their heads around. Their faces were slightly pale and they were a little nervous.

A fanatical expression appeared on Ernie Xiu's face. He half-knelt on the ground and took out the last item. It was a huge and ugly black stone.

Show's mouth quickly chanted a strange syllable. The aura of death fused with him, forming a black vortex that could be seen with the naked eye.

An unknown power spread out, and the bones on the hillside trembled slightly.

The huge bones jumped up and floated in the air, beginning to assemble in a certain way.

A ferocious shape slowly appeared, like the appearance of a giant wolf.

Ernest took out a sharp dagger and cut his own wrist. Bright red blood dripped on the black stone.

A dark red light was emitted from the strange stone.

Ernest became more excited. He held the dark red stone with both hands and faced the giant wolf made of bones. he shouted, "Sleeping son of the Dark God, the faithful believers are calling you. Wake up, Fenrir, the monster that split the Earth."