The people front Rakshasa Temple were anxious.
How could they not be anxious?
That was the true treasure of Rakshasa Temple, a supreme weapon.
Back then, this supreme weapon had locked the power of laws, allowing Rakshasa Temple to operate normally after the end of ancient times and the disappearance of the laws… But now, the problem would be severe once the Martello Celia disappeared.
“It’s you!”
“Brat, you took the supreme weapon of our sect, the Martello Celia, didn’t you?”
“Hand it over right now if you have any tact left in you!”
The people from Rakshasa Temple targeted Alex and roared, looking infuriated and overwrought.
Alex sneered, “What’s wrong? You are asking me for the iron hammer after it is gone? Am I your daddy? In that case, all of you kneel and call me ‘sir’ one hundred times. Perhaps I will help you find it inside the spell formation if I’m in a good mood. What do you think?”
“Bullsh*t!” Mateo’s face flushed with anxiety, having lost the hammer in his hand. It was a heavy responsibility, and this meant he would be a sinner. “Alex Rockefeller, to be frank, the Martello Cello is the supreme weapon of my sect. Everything is negotiable if you return it to me now. Otherwise, Rakshasa Temple will fight you to the death!”
Alex burst into laughter.
After a pause, he said, “I’m so scared! You guys killed people without batting an eyelid! I’m really afraid you’ll kill me! How about this? I’ll release the spell formation. Go in and find it yourselves, lest you might say I seized your hammer. Please!”
With a wave of the hand, he really opened the gate, showing a passage.
Burning with anxiety, Mateo truly intended to go in.
However, someone next to him tugged at his arm. “No. That demonic formation is under his control. You will be caught between a rock and a hard place after entering it.”
Mateo instantly stopped in his tracks. He still remembered that the eight experts from the Returning Sword Sect had never come out after entering.
“What should we do then?”
“We can’t bear losing the Martello Celia!”
“Needless to say, the Martello Celia must have fallen into Alex Rockefeller’s hands. But it’s bizarre. What means did he have to take to achieve such a goal?”
Alex, however, had no intention to escape. At that moment, he rushed toward Rakshasa Temple instead.
“Kill!”
In the spell formation, Jade was going crazy.
‘Can’t this guy stop courting death? He actually abandoned the spell formation and rushed to Rakshasa Temple alone!’
The people from the Rakshasa Temple also froze for a moment. Then, they were overjoyed. As long as they caught Alex, they didn’t need fear that he wouldn’t hand over the Martello Celia.
Fiona stomped her feet anxiously and could not help but say, “Bro! Don’t do it! Back off quickly!”
However, Alex’s killing intent seemed to materialize.
Roar!
“Raging Frost Arrow! Frost Tide!”
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