Just as Vincent was shocked, the demonic aura that emerged from the High Priest's body instantly condensed into a shadow and covered his head. It was staring quietly at Vincent.

Vincent's eyes instantly widened, and his heart was beating violently. This was because he recognized the illusory figure in front of him; it was Gajero! His heart was filled with incomparable terror when he saw the face of Gajero.

Back then, he was just a newborn calf with a cultivation level less than level 10. He was brave enough to face Gajero openly as he did not know his strength.

However, Vincent's strength continued to grow, and he had also met more and more high-level creatures along the way. He gradually realized that Gajero was stronger than he had imagined.

He made a comparison in his heart. He measured himself against Gajero to estimate just how much he would have to grow before he could defeat him.

The more Vincent understood how powerful Gajero was, the more he did not dare to wave his weapon and resist. This was because he felt like he was not strong enough. At the very least, he was currently unable to face Gajero head-on.

After gaining so many experiences, Vincent did not dare to be as valiant and fearless as he was back in the past.

Vincent realized that he had changed. However, he was not a coward. Instead, it was because he had too many worries in his heart. This became an invisible weakness of his!

Vincent understood that the change was not a good thing. His main goal was to protect humanity. It was something that seemed impossible to accomplish. If he had too many worries and eventually became timid, he would definitely be defeated one day.

Therefore, regardless of whether it was for himself or for the Human Race, Vincent had to return to his previous fearless self!

Just as Vincent was struggling in his heart, the Dark Elves' High Priest in front of him sneered smugly, "Hahaha! No matter how strong you are, no matter how determined your killing intent is, you will only be able to hold back in front of my God's might. Then, you can go and die!"

When the other Dark Elves heard this, they all turned to look at Vincent who was standing in front of the High Priest. They hurriedly took out their weapons and launched a fatal attack on Vincent.

At that moment, Vincent, who had been in a daze like a log, suddenly revealed a smile because he had finally come to his senses after being shocked earlier.

He wanted to find his brave and fearless self again. He wanted to regain his old heart!

Only by following his heart could he move forward decisively and never retreat!

Vincent had experienced many fortuitous encounters. He had always measured his progress by his level and strength. However, he did not know that talent, laws, and even authority would be nothing if not for the will in his heart. What made Vincent truly powerful was his pure heart that was willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of the Human Race. Only then was he able to kill all the enemies who came!

Little did he know that the moment he realized his mistake, he had already recovered that pure heart of his!

"What Gajero? What Demon Lord? I was able to drive the Demon Race forces out of Beast World! I can do the same for Elf World!

"Fire God Destruction!"

Vincent suddenly roared after seeing countless arrows and spears being shot at him. He also disregarded the face that belonged to Gajero. Endless flames surged out of his body, forming a figure that could support the heavens and the earth.

The group of Dark Elves saw Vincent's Fire God avatar once again, and their faces were filled with shock. How could a race that did not believe in Gajero and even hated Gajero possess such terrifying power?

When the High Priest noticed that he was not able to control Vincent using his divine might, he chanted once more, "Great God Gajero, please protect your believers!"

The black demonic aura appeared once again. It formed a protective barrier and enveloped the High Priest. The phantom of Gajero soon appeared above the High Priest's head.

Vincent stared at the phantom of Gajero. It looked like he was hiding in a turtle shell.

Vincent no longer had any fear in his eyes and grabbed onto his Return Journey of the Dead. Meanwhile, the God of Fire avatar outside his body held onto a long flaming blade. He raised it high above his head in sync with Vincent's actions.

"F*ck you, Gajero! I'll strike you down every time I see you!"

Vincent roared in anger and swung his blade downwards. The Return Journey of the Dead instantly struck the protective barrier formed by the aura of the demons.

It was the same barrier that Linus had used during the day to block all of Vincent's attacks. However, after Vincent's attacks, the barrier started to crack under the impact.

As Vincent continued to attack, the number of cracks on the barrier increased.

Vincent swung his Return Journey of the Dead and struck the top of the barrier.

"Boom!"

The barrier could not withstand the two fierce attacks. It broke in an instant. However, Vincent did not stop there. Instead, he continued to slash at the phantom of Gajero.

The moment the High Priest noticed that the barrier had shattered, he turned around and fled in panic, leaving behind the phantom of Gajero that had appeared due to his divine might.

Vincent slashed his weapon downwards and destroyed all the obstructions along the way, including the phantom of Gajero.

"He destroyed the clone of God!"

The Dark Elves who saw the scene were stunned on the spot. They exclaimed in shock.

The reason why they were so devout in believing in Gajero was that Gajero was the strongest creature they knew. It was only natural for them to become a believer of the stronger creature around.

However, as Gajero's figure was destroyed by Vincent, the unwavering faith of the Dark Elves began to crumble. Some of them even began to question their own faith.

The High Priest, who had just escaped with his life, turned around and looked behind him. He could not help but fall to the ground in fright. He hurriedly shouted left and right, "Everyone, don't worry. That is not a clone of God. It is just a tiny trace of God's aura. It is normal for it to be destroyed! Everyone, attack together and kill him in exchange for God's forgiveness!"

When the other Dark Elves heard this, they once again picked up their weapons with confidence and rushed towards Vincent. At the same time, they stood in front of the High Priest and protected him.

After seeing his men holding Vincent back for him, the High Priest could not help but let out a long sigh of relief. He quickly turned around and crouched on the ground, slowly crawling towards the border of the Purgatory of Nature. He knew that a simple domain like this definitely had a boundary. As long as he crawled out of the domain's range, he would be able to escape Vincent's threat temporarily.

Vincent, who was surrounded by a group of crazy Dark Elves, quickly scanned his surroundings. However, he could not find the High Priest. He became furious and started swinging the Return Journey of the Dead in his hands around him. At the same time, the God of Fire avatar in the sky swept the flaming longsword at the Dark Elves that were charging at him.

"Ah!"

All of a sudden, the Dark Elves screamed and fell backward. They rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies. Some of them were even burned to ashes on the spot. They did not even have the time to struggle.

After finishing off a group of small fries, Vincent suddenly sensed that someone had left the Purgatory of Nature. He instantly thought of the High Priest. The High Priest who was afraid of death, must have secretly left his domain.

Vincent kept his weapon back into its sheath. His Purgatory of Nature disappeared at the same time, and the world returned back to its normal state.

Vincent, who was in the real world again, immediately turned to look at the battle situation around him. Angelina and Avril, who had divine body spells, had caused a lot of damage to the Dark Elves on both sides, but their strength was still not enough. Despite their successful attacks, they eventually fell to a disadvantage when the Dark Elves counterattacked. They could only rely on the surrounding terrain to hold on.

At the same time, the most important battle of the night, the battle between Conrad and Linus, father and son, was about to come to an end.

Conrad seemed to be invincible in his God of War state. He was clashing fists with Linus, never taking a step back.

Linus was overwhelmed by the storm-like attacks. He had to endure the attacks of the eight mud snakes around him. The demonic aura around him had become very dim. It was believed that Conrad would break through his defense in no time.

As Vincent did not have to worry about Conrad, he quickly went over to support Angelina and Avril.

Vincent waved his hands and shot out two balls of flames, one on the left and one on the right. The balls of flames flew in front of Avril and Angelina. His figure then disappeared on the spot and suddenly appeared beside Angelina. He raised his weapon to block a few attacks for her. He then gently pushed Angelina into the forest far away. He had helped her to escape from the battlefield successfully.

Vincent's figure flashed again, and he appeared beside Avril. After blocking all the Dark Elves by himself, he turned to Avril and said, "You go first!"

Avril nodded. She returned to her original appearance and ran into the surrounding forest.

After Angelina and Avril escaped from the battlefield, the remaining Dark Elves all pointed their spears at Vincent. They attacked Vincent nonstop.

Arrows, spears, and countless magic spells swept towards Vincent like a storm.

Vincent raised his hand towards the sky and shouted in a deep voice, "Modified rebound!"

All the attacks that flew towards him instantly stopped in the air. The attacks then turned around and flew towards the Dark Elves.

The Dark Elves who suffered the backlash from their own attacks could only howl in pain. Their heads were blown off. They were not able to fight anymore.

After the battle ended, Vincent ran towards Conrad. He wanted to persuade him to leave with him. Even if he could not bear to part with his son, he could just knock him out and take him away with him. There was no need for them to fight to the death here.

On the other side, Conrad had shattered the demonic energy barrier around Linus using his fists. Linus threw his head back and spat out a mouthful of blood as he fell heavily to the ground.

Conrad strode towards Linus with murderous intent and snorted with disdain, "Is this your current belief? Is this the invincible Gajero that you think is invincible? He doesn't look like much!"

Linus looked at Conrad with an unwilling expression. He wanted to get up and fight again, but he had suffered heavy injuries. No matter how he struggled, he could not get up again.

Conrad walked to Linus and raised his fist. He was ready to smash him again, Linus could only close his eyes as if he had already accepted his fate. This was because he knew that he would definitely die after another punch given his injuries.

However, the expected fatal punch did not land on him. Conrad just raised his fist and looked at his son quietly. His eyes were full of anger, but he definitely did not want to kill him.

After all, blood was thicker than water. He loved his son very much.

Although the rebellious son would not acknowledge his father, he still could not kill his own son.

"Linus, it is right to pursue power, but you must remember that the elves have the pride of the elves. There is no need to believe in other evil demons, as long as..."

Conrad was preparing to persuade his son patiently when he suddenly stopped.

Vincent, who had just arrived, suddenly let out a sorrowful roar.

"Conrad!"

Linus, who was lying on the ground, suddenly open his eyes to look at his father, who was smiling kindly at him. A magic staff had pierced through his father's chest!

"Hahaha! Conrad, you still died at my hands in the end!"

The deranged laughter of the High Priest came from behind Conrad. Anyone could guess that it was him who had taken the opportunity to attack Conrad from behind.

However, at this time, Conrad no longer cared about the High Priest behind him. He just wanted to seize his last moment and look at his son once more.

Countless cracks began to appear on Conrad's majestic body. Large amounts of psionic power began to overflow from the cracks. It then turned into specks of starlight and rose into the night sky.

After seeing this, Linus felt a sudden pain in his heart. Only then did he realize that his father, who had fought with him earlier, was not uninjured. Instead, his father had endured the pain. He did not take a step back because he wanted to prove to him that he had the power to defeat him even though he was a believer of the Elf King.

At that moment, Linus seemed to have found a feeling that he had not felt for a long time, a feeling of pride for his father.

As the High Priest pulled the magic staff out of Conrad's back, the psionic power in Conrad's body flowed out like a tide. His tall and mighty body gradually returned to his stooped and old appearance. He fell forward into the arms of his son.

Linus looked at his lifeless father in his arms and then at the High Priest who was smiling like a madman in front of him. For a moment, he did not know whether he should be angry or sad.

The High Priest did not care about Linus's reaction. He just raised the staff in his hand and looked at Vincent with caution. He kept walking back to maintain a safe distance from Vincent.

Vincent was extremely moved by Conrad's death. He walked towards the High Priest angrily.

However, at that moment, the sky suddenly lit up with flames above the valley. It was as if thousands of torches had gathered.

The High Priest became even more excited and shouted, "Haha, my reinforcements are here. All the elves in Dark Yuan City have arrived. If you kill me, don't even think about leaving!"

Vincent frowned slightly. He understood the meaning behind the High Priest's words. As long as he did not kill the High Priest, he would let them leave. Everyone would be safe for the time being. If there was any enmity, they could wait for an opportunity to resolve it in the future.

However, Vincent looked at the High Priest who had a confident look on his face and suddenly revealed a crazy smile. He said, "I'm sorry! I have never been rational when facing Gajero and his lackeys!"

After saying that, Vincent once again pulled out his Return Journey of the Dead. He spread his Flaming Wings and quickly rushed towards the High Priest.

"You, you, you're crazy! If you kill me now, there's absolutely no chance for you to leave. You'll only end up being hacked to death in the valley. I advise you to be more realistic. Why don't you just leave? We can all live in peace, isn't that good?"

The High Priest was running away in a panic as he begged Vincent in a mournful voice. He only hoped that Vincent would sober up a little until his reinforcements arrived.

Vincent's killing intent had already risen. He would definitely not be bewitched. He chased after the High Priest whilst swinging his weapon.

The Return Journey of the Dead instantly tore off a piece of flesh from the High Priest's back. At the same time, the huge force also shattered the High Priest's bones. He could only lie on the ground and use his hands to pull himself forward.

At the same time, the Dark Elves that had rushed over entered the valley and headed towards the temple.

However, just as the group of elves arrived at the periphery of the temple, a pitch-black figure suddenly appeared among the Dark Elves. Two pitch-black blades danced continuously in the crowd, ending the lives of all the Dark Elves one after another. The figure successfully stopped them from entering the temple.

Vincent was not attracted by the sounds of battle behind him. His eyes were fixed on the High Priest who was crawling on the ground like a dog. He walked forward and slashed down at him continuously until all his flesh and blood was cut off.

He looked at the High Priest who was lying on the ground on the verge of death. He put away his Return Journey of the Dead because he did not want the other party to die happily. He wanted him to experience enough pain and despair before he died!

Vincent turned around and left. He did not even look at Linus who was lying on the ground.

For the sake of Conrad whom he had only met once, he had to let Linus go!

"Ebenezer, retreat!"

Vincent turned his head and shouted at the periphery of the temple before walking into the mountain range.

A black shadow that was wantonly slaughtering the Dark Elves suddenly flashed and disappeared into nothingness.

Vincent walked into the depths of the mountain range under the terrified gazes of the Dark Elves.

The Dark Elves, who had suffered heavy casualties, no longer dared to chase after Vincent. They just watched him leave. They waited until Vincent was far away before carefully walking into the square in front of the temple to rescue some of the surviving Dark Elves. The surviving Dark Elves explained to them what had just happened.

When the Dark Elves who arrived later heard about the High Priest pleading to Vincent, they could not help but show a hint of disdain on their faces.

How could such a character be worthy of being a priest in Dark Yuan City?

On the other hand, Linus, who had been ostracized by everyone before, performed admirably. He stood in opposition to Conrad throughout the entire process. He had shown his faith and absolute loyalty to Gajero.

Finally, under everyone's gaze, Linus pushed Conrad's body away. He picked up the staff on the ground and walked towards the High Priest. He raised the staff high and smashed the High Priest's head.