"You are more reckless than I thought!"

Hathaway's nervous expression eased immediately as she looked at the golden form of the Griffin. She paused for a bit before adding, "But you are also braver than I thought."

"Woosh!"

Marvin dismissed the effects of his Royal Griffin Shapechange and regained his Human shape.

He was still holding that green heart in his hand.

At that time, the entire space was trembling crazily.

Those who had rushed through the door were all torn to pieces, and the temple itself also started collapsing.

The roars in the dark hall became louder and louder.

But it seemed to Marvin that the roars, which had started with anger and hunger, had gradually become filled with fright!

"I grabbed his heart," Marvin softly said. "Didn't you say that unless we killed him, no one could leave?"

Hathaway nodded, before grimly pointing out, "But that was for ordinary people, I have ways for you and me."

Marvin shrugged.

Although he had guessed that, he couldn't pass up the opportunity to kill the Wilderness God's avatar.

From Hathaway's previous explanation, Marvin was pretty sure that the Wilderness God's avatar had been at his weakest just now.

He was already used to having the [Source of Fire] and bound the Legend powerhouses using that power.

After losing it, he was still the Wilderness God's avatar, but the meaning had changed.

He had already lost his Divine Law and was just a powerful Legend level monster.

This meant that he could be killed.

When Marvin was caught in that predicament, he perceived the heart's rhythmical beating. It was exactly as Hathaway told him before.

As long as he could grab it, the Wilderness God's attack wouldn't mean much.

Thus, he decided to make his move.

An ordinary body naturally couldn't withstand the siege of so many Life-Severing Ivies.

But the Royal Griffin's body was different.

"Woosh!"

A few rays of light flashed and the green heart was shredded into pieces!

A mass of green liquid bubbled up crazily as an anguished howl echoed from the darkness.

The edge of the space began to brighten while the temple continued collapsing, and after the ceiling fell apart, it revealed a crimson sky!

The trapped Legends were all shocked as they saw the changes in the surroundings.

Finally, their sight gathered on what was left of the heart in Marvin's hand.

Gasps echoed one after the other.

After the last pillar collapsed, the shrine was completely destroyed.

Naturally, this wouldn't cause much threat to those Legends.

If the Wilderness God's avatar died, this space would merge with the Crimson Wilderness, with the eastern part of Holy Light City.

They were now standing in the midst of the ruins. The distant snowy mountains in the north and south could be seen on both sides.

For a long time, cheers rang across the ruins!

"You saved everyone," a clear voice echoed behind Marvin. "You are a hero."

Marvin's heart moved, and he immediately turned around.

Surprisingly, behind him was Half-God Minsk, who he had spent all this time looking for!

...

The matter of the Wilderness Hall had not yet concluded, but for the Legends who had been captured there, the nightmare was over for now.

There were no more than thirty survivors.

This included the powerhouses who had been trapped over the years, such as Minsk.

He explained that he had been attracted by a Nature aura and mistakenly entered the Wilderness Hall.

He didn't know there would be such danger before entering it.

This was all a huge conspiracy, with Lich Bandel as the one behind the scheme. He had been controlling the Wilderness Hall for so many years as he carefully chose strong Legend powerhouses as offerings.

Everything he had done before was to pave the way for today's event.

Fortunately, Minsk was quite sharp. After discovering that something wrong, he hid his own identity.

He even temporarily relinquished his Nature Power, giving up his connection with the Green Sea Paradise in order to trick Bandel and appear to be an ordinary Legend. He remained trapped on the ceiling, enduring the vitality absorption of the cyan ivy for all this time.

Fortunately, although he was only a Half-God, he was also the child of an Ancient God. This resulted in him having a huge amount of lifeforce, which allowed him to last till now.

Although this didn't seem to be a good time for it, Marvin still quickly finished his own mission, telling Minsk what he knew about the Migratory Bird Council and the Ancient Nature God's matter.

After listening to Marvin's explanations, Minsk didn't seem very worried.

"It is indeed a very terrifying matter for the Nature Power to be withering, but I believe in my father. He only slumbers, he didn't fall." Minsk muttered on, "Moreover, this isn't urgent compared to what is about to happen on the Crimson Wasteland. It's something we can deal with later."

Marvin's eyes widened as he asked, "You want to help with the ensuing events?"

Minsk looked at Marvin and Hathaway with a smile. "I'm sorry, I heard too much."

"Those who were there are very grateful to you because you saved their lives, but they will definitely leave this damned place. They won't help with what's coming."

"As for you, it didn't sound like you plan to leave. I heard the Anzed legend, did you come to represent the Anzed for the debt?"

Hathaway snorted coldly. She seemed quite on guard toward that Half-God.

"In any case, I can't leave now," Minsk continued with a smile. "My friend over there can leave to tell a nearby town about the news of the possible resurrection of the Wilderness God. I don't know if it'll have much meaning since after all, the Crimson Wasteland was originally intended to be a land of slaughter, but being able to save a few lives should be considered quite laudable."

"As for me, I do want to follow you back to Feinan. But we have to stop the Lich's crazy plan now."

Hathaway indifferently said, "I have no interest in the Lich's plan, I only wanted to get my things back."

Minsk nodded before turning to Marvin. "What about you?"

Marvin looked at some information flashing on his interface before gripping his daggers. "Bandel caught my friend. I have to save her."

"Moreover… he shouldn't treat a little girl like that."

Killing intent flashed in Marvin's eyes.

Although they had fought together only once, he still had a deep impression of the Paladin, Griffin.

Sometimes, there were people that you could find worthy of trust after just a short time.

That follower of the Truth God was clearly one of those.

Marvin would be lying if he said that he didn't feel like avenging him.

Moreover, Isabelle was still in that bastard's hands.

"Good. Seems like we agree," Minsk muttered. "I can try to communicate with the lifeforms in the surroundings to try to find out where that filthy skeleton went."

"No need." Surprising Minsk, Marvin actually pointed toward the southwest and asserted, "He is definitely there."

...

South of Holy Light City, in the Black Forest, three people were rushing forward at high speed.

Marvin's speed was something obvious, based on his Godly Dexterity. Minsk was the son of the Nature God and was an outstanding Ranger. He was extremely familiar with forests and even forests contaminated with magic couldn't restrict him.

As for Hathaway, she was moving through the air in a strange way, apparently using some type of Witchcraft.

Her body was leaning slightly forward, floating and flying at high speed through the forest.

Marvin kept looking at Hathaway's flying posture and couldn't help but remark, "I thought Witches all rode on brooms."

Hathaway rolled her eyes at Marvin, apparently losing patience with him. But she still said, "Earlier on, and by that I mean during the ancient times, in the era of the old Witch Queen, the Anzed Witches had to ride a broom. This was our trademark."

Minsk nodded, apparently familiar with that era.

"Then you... " Marvin wanted to say something, but hesitated.

Hathaway coldly snorted, "I changed that rule. I have the power to do so as the new Witch Queen."

"Why?" Marvin asked curiously.

"I think riding a broom is stupid!" Hathaway snapped. "Are you satisfied with that answer?"

Marvin laughed and didn't say anything else. He was already very happy to be able to meet Hathaway again.

This was a wonderful feeling.

Even if she was much different from before, he could still see the traces of the old Hathaway.

He believed that her memories would come back with the passage of time.

"Are you sure it's this way?" Hathaway frowned. "The magic pollution here is too serious. Many Mana Wraiths are howling in my ears, I can't stand them."

Marvin nodded. With a solemn expression, he assured, "I'm certain. This matter is definitely related to the Regis Ruins."

"Bandel had once been a caster of the Regis Ruins. He was a disciple of the Wilderness God and became infatuated with Miss Silvermoon. Coincidentally, I discovered Miss Silvermoon's body in the Regis Ruins. I think this can explain many things."

Minsk's voice echoed behind him, "This… Perhaps the one Bandel is planning on resurrecting isn't his teacher."

They reached the entrance of the Regis Ruins while they were talking.

Marvin waved his hand. "It's here, please be ready. Maybe we'll find that the Wilderness God has already been resurrected when we go in."

"That wouldn't be funny at all," Hathaway said as she took the lead. "Even if he has been resurrected, he still owes me."

She then went through the entrance.