Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 2524  Doubts

He decided to let it remain here for a while longer.

Who knows, the next time he came back, he might be able to absorb even more.

With that thought in mind, Fang Heng turned to look at Ophiel beside him.

Ophiel felt a chill run down his spine as Fang Heng's gaze landed on him, and an uneasy feeling crept into his heart.

"It seems we need to find a way to deal with the crystal if we want to leave this place," Fang Heng said.

The crystal?

Ophiel felt his eyelids twitch slightly as he looked up at the crystal again.

"The crystal is the main body of the seal. If we keep damaging it, I believe the people outside will become worried about the state of the seal and will inevitably come down to check," Fang Heng said, flipping his wrist to summon the great holy sword once more.

"Step back."

Ophiel's expression tightened at those words, and he quickly moved backward.

"Boom!!!"

Fang Heng raised his hand, swinging the great holy sword once again toward the crystal seal!

...

Starry Mage Tower.

The elder guarding the tower had a grave expression. Since just now, the fluctuations beneath the seal had grown increasingly intense, as if they were truly experiencing violent impacts.

What on earth was happening?!

Was it related to the Death God they had encountered earlier?

Initially, the plan was to confine the Death God within the sealed space for suppression, but after a brief pause, the sealed space below had become even more restless!

If this continued, it would be problematic if the crystal pillar were damaged.

Once the Jealousy demonic seed broke through the seal, not only would their research association be in jeopardy, but the entire world would also face a crisis.

A thin layer of cold sweat formed on the elder's forehead.

The elite scholars assisting in guarding the seal opened their eyes and cautioned, "Elder, based on the reactions from the seal fluctuations below, if this continues, the sealing crystal pillar will soon suffer damage."

After a moment of contemplation, the elder took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Understood. Prepare for battle. Open the seal immediately; we need to check what's happening."

"Yes!"

The group surrounding him simultaneously condensed their imprints before them.

As the magic array was activated, celestial runes flickered in the air.

The central sealed gate reopened, coalescing in the hall's mid-air.

Suddenly, a pitch-black spatial rift appeared in the center of the Starry Hall.

It didn't seem to show any anomalies.

The fluctuations in the sealed land below showed no signs of weakening.

"You two, follow me inside to take a look! The rest stay behind to control the Star Mage magic array!"

The elder nodded lightly and led his two direct disciples into the sealing passage.

As the three stepped forward, the elder's expression suddenly changed the moment he entered the passage.

Not good!

A shadow leaped from the black hole, darting past him at high speed, heading toward the exit!

This is bad!

Was it the Death God they had just encountered?

He had escaped!

The elder realized it was too late to pursue; a deep sense of foreboding rose within him.

Was that shadow... Jealousy?!

In the next moment, the elder and his two subordinates entered the sealed land below.

They looked up sharply and saw that the central stone pillar, the crystal, stood intact, with the sealed essence of Jealousy still contained within it.

The elder let out a sigh of relief.

The sealing pillar remained undamaged.

As long as the Jealousy demonic seed was still sealed, everything could be salvaged.

That shadow must have been an intruder.

Quickly, the elder connected the dots.

The invader had deliberately damaged the crystal to create a disturbance, luring them into the sealed land to investigate and using that opportunity to escape.

The elder recalled his recent battle with the Death God, shaking his head in silence. The occult scholars left outside were probably no match for that Death God.

"Elder."

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One subordinate glanced around the sealed area, frowning. "The number of demonic seeds has decreased significantly."

The elder followed his gaze and noticed the same, a look of astonishment crossing his face. Aside from the coiled Ophiel in the corner, the other demonic seeds seemed to have vanished.

What was going on? Where were the other sealed demonic seeds?

"And, Elder, there's something strange about the Jealousy demonic seed," another subordinate said, pointing out his findings as he examined the crystal pillar.

The elder stepped forward, approaching the yellow crystal pillar for a closer inspection.

The Jealousy demonic seed sealed within the crystal pillar still showed signs of life, but it appeared emaciated, with a dull complexion that suggested it was near death.

What had happened here?

What exactly was going on?

He had never heard of a Death God having the ability to absorb vitality like this.

"Elder, he might know something," one of the scholars said.

Everyone turned their gaze toward the corner where Ophiel was coiled.

...

In the high levels of the Starry Mage Tower, just as the elder had predicted, the ordinary high-tier occult scholars were no match for Fang Heng.

A shadow darted swiftly out from the sealing passage.

The scholars had already prepared in advance and launched an interception together.

Death scythe!

"Bang!!!"

As a dark light exploded, the shadow of the Death God quickly darted out from the blast, charging directly at the nearest high-tier occult scholar.

"Whoosh!!!"

The high-tier scholar felt a flash before his eyes and then saw the phantom of the Death God appear before him. The skeletal hand of the Death God tightly gripped his neck, slowly lifting him into the air.

"Let him go!"

The other scholars reacted quickly, all turning to Fang Heng and shouting, but they hesitated to act, fearing he might harm their companion.

The occult scholar whose neck was gripped by the Death God felt a chill of sweat soak his back. He finally understood the meaning of "the Death God is right in front of you," staring helplessly at the figure before him.

Fang Heng, his face hidden beneath the Death God's hood, spoke in a raspy voice, "You have one chance to answer my question. Where is the Book of Greleng?"

"I-I..." The scholar's throat bobbed as he replied, "It's in the lower levels of the White Mage Tower."

"Bang!!!"

Another dark flash exploded, and taking advantage of the rippling aura of death, Fang Heng swiftly darted towards the exit, disappearing from the view of the occult scholars.

The high-tier scholar who had just been gripped by the Death God felt utterly drained, collapsing to the ground, drenched in cold sweat. In a single move, he had been left completely defenseless against that figure's attack.

The remaining scholars exchanged glances, their eyes reflecting a mix of fear and disbelief. The battle had lasted only seconds, and there were no more than three people who had truly seen the Death God's face.

The entity was incredibly powerful; if it had chosen to, it could have easily wiped them all out.

So its true goal was the Book of Greleng?

Had they inadvertently misled it to the Starry Mage Tower?

For some reason, the scholars felt a strange sense of relief wash over them as if they had narrowly escaped a catastrophe.