"Vincent!"

Avril and Angelina, who were tied to the execution rack, could not help but exclaim in surprise when they saw the figure that they had missed so much.

The Dark Elves in the square raised their bows, spears, and other weapons whilst staring at the unexpected guest.

The high priest in charge of the ceremony suddenly raised his hand to stop all the Dark Elves. He turned to look at Vincent and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why are you interfering with our worship of the Great God?"

Vincent turned to look at the high priest and snapped his fingers. Three tiny flames flew forward and burned the ropes that bounded Angelina, Avril, and Kurt. He then said, "I don't care what God you believe in. As long as you dare to touch my women, I guarantee that you will not have a God to worship!"

The high priest did not get angry. Instead, he said in a deep voice, "You are very strong and deserve more respect from us! If you can apologize to our God sincerely, we will not pursue their past mistakes!"

When Avril and Angelina, who had just regained their freedom, heard this, they quickly shouted, "Vincent, be careful. They believe in..."

Vincent subconsciously turned his head to look at the pitch-black statue behind him.

When he saw the god depicted in the statue, his pupils suddenly contracted. He was shocked because he recognized the statue in front of him!

"Gajero!"

Vincent's voice rang out almost at the same time as Angelina and Avril.

His eyes were filled with anger. He had originally planned to resolve the problem peacefully with the elves, but he did not expect that the so-called Dark Elves were actually believers of Gajero!

Vincent could apologize to any god, but he would never lower his head to the mastermind behind the invasion of countless worlds, Gajero!

"Clang!"

Vincent raised his hand and grabbed onto the Return Journey of the Dead hanging by his waist. The pitch-black blade was instantly unsheathed, bringing with it a wave of monstrous flames as Vincent slashed towards the tall statue in front of him.

"Boom!"

The huge statue of Gajero was instantly split into two, collapsing on both sides. A loud bang was heard.

The high priest who had been very tolerant towards Vincent saw this and instantly roared in anger, "Impudent! How dare you destroy the statue of our God? You must use your lives to atone for your sins towards God!"

"Atone for your sins!"

Vincent turned his head and glared at the high priest, swinging his blade at him.

"By the will of God alone!"

The high priest slammed the staff in his hand on the ground and began to sing in a deep voice. A cloud of black mist rose from the ground. A pitch-black formation soon appeared in front of Vincent. The formation obstructed his blade.

"Demon Aura!"

Vincent frowned. He recognized the source of the Dark Elves' power.

It seemed that these elves had all been bewitched!

At the same time, the other dark elves in the square also raised their weapons. They were prepared to attack Vincent.

Vincent took out the Cup of Fate and shouted, "Demon Order!"

The Cup of Fate was the holy item of the Demon Race. It could command all low-level demons!

In Vincent's opinion, these dark elves seemed to be possessed by the Demon Race and had the aura of the demons. Therefore, they should be considered members of the Demon Race. However, he did not expect that these Dark Elves could not actually be controlled by the Cup of Fate. Instead, they continued to attack Vincent.

Vincent immediately made up his mind. Since these elves were all believers of Gajero, then they should not blame him for being ruthless!

"Soul stripping!"

The Cup of Fate had the largest range and the most destructive ability. It could kill and extract the souls of all the enemies around Vincent who were weaker than him in an instant.

In the previous Black Hole adventures, soul stripping had always been a method that Vincent relied on in order to protect himself. However, Vincent was shocked when none of the elves were affected by the Cup of Fate even after he summoned its power.

It was impossible for the Cup of Fate to lose its effect. The only other possibility was that all the Dark Elves in the square were at least level 35 creatures!

After his two consecutive attacks failed, Vincent felt lost. Countless arrows, javelins, and pitch-black demonic energy attacked him from all directions.

"Modify the heavenly moat!"

Vincent raised his hand and pressed forward. He activated his modification authority. The air in front of him instantly distorted, forming an impenetrable barrier and blocked all the incoming attacks.

Avril and Angelina, who were unable to participate in the battle due to their injuries, could not help but feel happy for Vincent when they saw that he had become much stronger than before. However, they still reminded him worriedly, "Be careful, there are still experts among them!"

Before Vincent could react, a tall elf with a bow and arrow in his hand jumped onto the altar. He pulled out an arrow that was made of steel. The arrow was as thick as a finger. He nocked the bowstring and pulled it open. At the same time, a pitch-black demonic aura followed his finger and wound around the arrow that was on the bowstring.

"Whoosh!"

A piercing sound rang out. The arrow instantly left the bowstring and shot straight towards the invisible barrier in front of Vincent.

"Crack!"

A series of cracking sounds rang out. The invisible barrier that was constructed using Vincent's power of authority instantly shattered. The arrow that pierced through the barrier continued to shoot towards Vincent's glabella.

"Modify the form!"

Vincent immediately followed up with his second modification authority command. The ring on his left little finger instantly shattered, and his entire body became like a ghost. He allowed the arrow to pass through his body. He did not suffer the slightest bit of harm.

As he had used the modification authority twice without any rest in between, Vincent had no choice but to sacrifice one modification authority scroll as the price.

At that time, Vincent only had four modification authority scrolls left in his hands, but none of the enemies in front of him had fallen!

Vincent realized that he had encountered a powerful race, but the people he loved were right behind him, so he could not retreat even a single step!

"Purgatory of Nature!"

Vincent roared, and the Return Journey of the Dead in his hands suddenly flashed with a dark green light. The entire square was instantly shrouded in a dark green mist. Countless tombstones shot out from the ground in an instant, and the scorching hot magma also surged out from the ground. It completely separated Vincent from all the Dark Elves.

Countless evil spirits crawled out from the magma, roaring as they charged toward the Dark Elves!

The Dark Elves, who had been focused on attacking Vincent, had no choice but to turn their attention to the evil spirits that were about to get close to them.

At the same time, raging flames appeared on Vincent's body once again, and within the flames, Vincent's indomitable figure appeared. He raised his fist that was burning with flames and smashed it toward the ground with all his might.

"Flame Extinguishing Gods!"

After seeing this, the high priest of the Dark Elves immediately raised his staff and shouted to all the dark elves, "Form the Magic Crossing Formation!"

All the Dark Elves bit on their fingertips. They then wiped the black blood on their foreheads and raised their fingers towards the sky. The blood that flowed out from each of their fingertips gathered in the air to form a large formation. The formation was engraved with mysterious runes.

"Boom!"

The giant flaming fist smashed onto the black array.

The sky and earth instantly shattered; sand and stones flew everywhere. The entire square soon collapsed into ruins!