Holy Zither was ignored by Joelson, which made her face turn extremely ugly.
This shameless man!
He took away her first time and now he actually ignored her!
Just as she was about to speak again, she saw Joelson looking at her.
"What counts as a successful trial?"
Seeing that Joelson was asking her, Holy Zither's ugly expression eased up a little.
She opened her mouth but, before she could say anything, someone spoke first.
It was Adrian.
"Sir, as long as you are the first to reach the deepest part of the mountain range, you will be considered a successful trial."
Adrian said with a fawning face, with an expression that was very pleasing to Joelson.
Joelson's cold gaze fell on Adrian, causing the latter's heart to tremble involuntarily.
Joelson said coldly, "Did I ask you?"
Adrian's heart sank and a drop of cold sweat dripped down his forehead.
"Sir, I'm also doing this for you..."
Before Adrian could finish his words, he was stopped by Joelson's cold gaze.
Adrian's expression became extremely ugly and a trace of undetectable resentment flashed across his deeply lowered face.
Seeing this scene, Holy Zither's expression completely relaxed. She calmly said, "The trial hasn't started yet. We still need to wait for another ten days or so."
Her dissatisfaction from before had completely disappeared because of the attitude that Joelson had towards Adrian.
Joelson nodded and did not speak. He sat cross-legged on the spot and waited for the trial to begin.
Adrian also quietly returned to the camp of the God of Slaughter.
"Lord Adrian, this guy is too arrogant. Should we..."
Adrian stopped the person who spoke, "It's not the time yet. Let's wait until we enter. This giant dragon is too big to enter the trial mountains. Without the giant dragon, I want to see how arrogant this deity is!"
"And the Church of Light. Don't think that we haven't made any preparations. Hehe, Saint Miti..."
As Adrian spoke, he looked at Saint Miti with a gaze filled with desire.
Saint Miti looked at Holy Zither and asked in puzzlement, "Holy Zither, who is this man?"
Upon hearing this question, Holy Zither revealed a complicated expression and said, "He's just a shameless man."
Saint Miti was clearly very dissatisfied with this answer and pouted, she seemed to be somewhat emotional as she said, "Then why do you have such a strange attitude towards him? When the dragon approached just now, I've never seen the anticipation on your face at any other time."
Holy Zither was stunned for a moment. "He and I come from the same plane."
Even she herself didn't notice this.
She actually had an expectant look on her face?
Could it be that she was still looking forward to the arrival of this shameless man?
Holy Zither shook her head as if she wanted to get this thought out of her mind.
Saint Miti glanced at Holy Zither, then looked at Joelson. A hint of jealousy appeared on her face and she silently snorted in her heart.
...
A few days later.
Diaboli and the others also rushed here.
"Archangel," Tarth said respectfully.
Holy Zither nodded and asked, "Why are you six people missing?"
Tarth looked ashamed and lowered his head. "We were attacked by the people of the Slaughter Kingdom. I didn't protect them well!"
As he said this, Tarth looked in the direction of the people of the Slaughter Kingdom, his eyes full of anger.
Then, he looked in the direction of Joelson and said gratefully, "If it wasn't for Sir Joelson saving us, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to come here!"
Holy Zither fell silent. He looked in the direction of Joelson, and no one knew what she was thinking.
In the crowd, Diaboli looked at Holy Zither and then at Joelson, feeling strange.
When Joelson had just arrived in the central continent, he had already defeated Holy Zither.
Although Holy Zither had lost, he knew that with Holy Zither's proud personality, she would not hate Joelson because of this. Instead, she might admire Joelson's powerful strength.
But for some reason, after coming out of the Lost Divine Kingdom.
As long as someone mentioned Joelson's name in front of Holy Zither, Holy Zither would have a complicated expression.
She seemed to be both ashamed and angry.
Diaboli vaguely guessed that something must have happened between the two of them in the ruins of the divine kingdom.
When Holy Zither ascended to the heavenly realm, Joelson still wanted to kill Holy Zither.
But why did their attitudes suddenly change?
Diaboli couldn't understand it, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
Anyway, this was between the two of them, it had nothing to do with him.
...
A few days passed.
The blood-red light barrier that covered the trial mountains began to flicker slowly, showing signs of opening.
Adrian became anxious when he saw this.
The trial was about to open, but there were still dozens of people who had yet to arrive in the Slaughter Divine Kingdom.
At this moment, a person wearing tattered black armor suddenly flew over.
"Lord Adrian!"
The man flew close.
Adrian quickly asked, "What's going on? Why are you the only one left? Where are the others?"
"Lord Adrian, we... we met..."
The man stopped mid-sentence and looked behind Adrian.
Then, he showed an extremely terrified expression and pointed behind Adrian. He screamed, "It's him!"
"He's the one who killed our people!"
Adrian was shocked and had a bad premonition.
When he looked back, that person was pointing at Joelson!
When Joelson heard the scream, he also looked over. Adrian quickly turned his head away, not daring to look again.
Adrian's expression became very ugly as if he had swallowed a live fly.
"Damn it!" Adrian lowered his voice and spat out through gritted teeth.
Buzz!
A loud sound suddenly came from the trial mountain range.
The blood-red light barrier began to flicker rapidly.
Not long after, a hole appeared in the blood-red light barrier, like a large door.
Everyone gathered in front of the door.
Adrian turned his head and looked deeply at Joelson and Saint Miti.
"Let's go!"
After saying that, Adrian walked into the gate, and the people from the God of Slaughter followed Adrian into the gate.
The people from the Church of Light also entered one after another. Holy Zither and Saint Miti also turned their heads to look at Joelson.
"Joelson, why don't you come with us?"
Diaboli walked to Joelson's side and said.
"No."
Joelson shook his head.
"Well, good luck." Diaboli turned around and walked into the light door.
Soon, everyone entered the light door, only Joelson stayed outside.
Du Lu approached the light door and stretched out a claw to try to pull the light door bigger, but he could not even fit a finger in it.
"Roar!"
Du Lu growled to express his dissatisfaction.
"Du Lu, you stay here. If you have any problems, go back."
Joelson looked at Du Lu and said.
"Yes, Father."
Looking at the light door in front of him, Joelson stepped in.