Picking up that vial with some black liquid inside, Minos immediately opened it while Darren looked at it curiously, wondering what this human was trying.

It didn’t feel like this human could do anything against it, although it preferred not to follow Minos’ plans to go to that island that seemed very strange. So it did nothing initially, curious to see this human’s attempt.

But when that vial opened, this level 99 Demigod couldn’t help but frown and put on a defensive stance.

‘Damn it! The wretch had something up his sleeve!’ It felt a powerful spiritual fluctuation approaching it, while the island pointed out by Minos seemed to behave strangely.

The moment the vial had been opened, what was inside it left its dark color behind and quickly turned into a golden liquid.

Simultaneously, a pillar of golden light broke from that island, causing Minos and the vial in his hands to float toward that place.

Meanwhile, powerful winds formed against that level 99 Demigod, along with the formation of huge feathers below that island.

Those feathers were golden, and each was the size of a human sword.

After their emergence, they immediately started to fall towards that beast in its humanoid form as if it were a special rain.

As someone powerful, that beast realized the power of each of those feathers and what was in that vial.

“Blood of God!” It shouted as it put its hands together and produced a spiritual barrier above its body, preparing for this attack from the sky.

Minos also identified what was in that vial, recognizing such a precious resource.

‘So that’s the blood of a Spiritual Church God?’ He opened his eyes in surprise, not expecting it. ‘So there’s a God buried in that place… Lucky for me!’

He finally sighed in relief, knowing that, at least for the next few moments, he would be safe from that individual’s pursuit.

The marks left by a God were hard to fade, even over time. Sure, everything degraded over time, but if high-level artifacts were used, then even marks of experts killed millions of years ago could be preserved.

The blood of a God had power, but if poorly preserved, it would disappear after a few thousand years of its owner’s departure. However, inside a vial like that, such a thing had been preserved, even though it had not been far from perishing when Minos bought it.

Fortunately for this ruler of the Black Plain Empire, the owner of that blood had been buried in the Seraphim Ancient Sarcophagus and left behind part of his will.

‘I was narrowly saved.’ Minos sighed, even though he knew he would still have trouble with that level 99 Demigod.

The blood of a God could strengthen a remnant of a God’s soul and activate a part of that specialist’s powers. But this couldn’t last long. After all, that specialist had already died long ago, and his blood was far from its best state.

Minos knew that the Demigod threatening him would only be delayed for a few moments, so he used the opportunity to quickly step onto the ground of that long-lost island.

The blood on the vial that he had spent hundreds of thousands of crystals on was gone by the time he landed on that spot. Still, for just an instant, Minos saw the silhouette of someone waiting for him at that end of the island.

“You gave back the last part of my being. Thank you for that. Now I am complete.” The semi-transparent, golden silhouette told him so. “But do what you intend here quickly. I will not be able to hold this opponent for long. Soon it will be here to pursue you.”

Minos looked at that semi-transparent being and said nothing, figuring this was what the elf he had met wanted him to do with the item he obtained in the City of a Thousand Races.

He then ran to where he was feeling the sign that had brought him there and ran as he saw how this ancient place looked.

This island didn’t have many different things in its surroundings. A gigantic rectangular building covered over 90% of the island’s top. At the same time, the surroundings were just barren soil with bare rocks and dirt.

This building had a large statue of a seraph in front of it, with many small circular details around it.

Minos followed the path to the interior of this building, which had large pillars on its sides and staircases with 99 steps on each side.

There were four large entrances to this place, but Minos chose the main one, which led behind the large statue, where there were two giant stone doors, each 30 meters high and 15 meters in length.

No one would know the depth without first opening it, so Minos conducted, using his Soul Avatar to push it open.

He managed to open it subtly so that he could pass his body through and quickly entered inside the mausoleum of the Spiritual Church’s ancient experts.

Arriving inside that dark space, Minos smelled dust in the air and noticed the dense energy and presence of the Natural Laws in that area.

But he soon adjusted his eyes to see in the dark, gradually noticing several sarcophagi within that open rectangular area, where one could see everything there.

‘Strangely enough, there are 99 sarcophagi here.’ Minos saw this ancient method of storing the dead, noting several constructions around these sarcophagi of men and women of the Spiritual Church.

Some looked better than others, indicating the difference in the status of the people buried there.

In particular, Minos could see as he moved the places where the last descendants of the Seraphim who had the wings of these beings were.

He could also sense numerous traps and tests near each of these sarcophagi, but the paths between that area were relatively safe.

After all, this was a place for keeping the dead, so it would not be appropriate to place tests to prevent people from entering to bury new Church experts.

Only if one dared to try to break into the resting place of an expert would that person face challenges!

At first, Minos was not interested in looting what was in these random places. He just wanted to get to the place the previous map had indicated to him and find out what the interest of part of the Church members in that map was about.

And it didn’t take long before he arrived in front of a completely black sarcophagus, which, unlike the many others in the surrounding area, had no indications about the person buried there.

There was only a small mechanism beside the dark sarcophagus with ancient symbols that said, ‘Pull here to open me.’

Gulp!

Minos swallowed his saliva and pulled such a thing!

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